Human Emotion (Jessica Alba, Scarlett Johansson)

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Human Emotion
Starring: Jessica Alba, Scarlett Johansson

Codes: MF, MFF, FF, BDSM, Master/Slave, Spanking, Dirty Talk, Oral, Anal, Titfuck, Facial

Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. Please do not copy this story to any site without my permission.

This story is a loosely connected sequel to Human Corrosion and features the same guy and Scarlett returning. I wrote that story for a reader who had personalized and specific requests for a BDSM themed story. I didn't expect to write a sequel later on, but many of the ideas here came out of a discussion I had with another reader named Jack. Special thanks goes to ganner777 and Jack for the inspiration.



Los Angeles, California

January 2014

Overcast had created a white sky outside through what was a rare, but cold winter morning across the hills. Despite no sun visible in the sky, it wasn't enough to fight off the rays of light that poured in through the glass windows and washing away the darkness from within Ian White's mansion. The halls were empty, only to be roamed by his butler and security personnel whom resided from within the mansion. With the curtains pulled back, the light poured in to bring into view the dark furniture and interior of his office room. The older man sat behind his desk, resting his head against the leather cushion of his large chair. Across the room was a book shelf that he had set his eyes on, studying the rows of hardback books lined up. A few had been pulled and missing, but it wasn't much of a concern to him as his eyes wandered up to see the round shaped clock hanging.

A few minutes past eight had come. The man had his breakfast early after awakening three hours prior. Ian had been expecting a phone call at least, hence the reason he decided to sit back at his desk to begin the day. Wearing a button up white shirt that went along with his choice of black slacks for the day. No shoes were needed over his feet, nor socks with the heater running throughout the mansion. Once the sun had been up long enough, it would wash away most of the winter feeling. That was one thing Ian didn't have to worry about living out in Los Angeles as the freezing cold was more of something to deal with when he had business across the east coast side of the country. In the past three years, the aging business mogul had been busy expanding his company Ian White Pictures.

The agency offices were located downtown in downtown L.A. after expanding to a new corporate building two years ago. Ian had successfully managed a deal with Warner Brothers, harkening back to his old business successes with the studio. From there, he made the move to burn through some investments from purchasing two agency firms and merging them under his own corporate banner. The power move did not come without controversy. Screams of protest had erupted with the usual office politics when it came to a corporate buyout. Ian instructed his lawyers and PR managers not to give in to any questions and remain quiet to avoid the media. Any bad press with his name would end up in the back pages, buried behind articles about the latest fashion and outrage involving the current flavor of the month famed women.

Almost four years ago, Ian had thrown his weight around by pulling strings in aid of an actress who needed his help with a tight financial problem. Penelope Cruz had succeeded in her end of the deal, paying the price with her body. The price Penelope had paid was to take a trip down into the dungeon beneath the basement of his mansion. She was far from the first famed woman to find herself locked behind bars and chained in Ian's estate. When offering help to select women, Ian made deals that came with a heavy price. An agreement was made in terms of sexual favors. Penelope had served her sentence down in the dungeon as his slave as a result of having the man fix her financial and tax related problems back in Spain. Afterwards, she married Javier Bardem but would go on to share her secrets with another woman who had joined them down in the hidden rooms.

Scarlett Johansson had known of Ian's far reach for many years. The man had helped her when she had a similar problem with a financial situation. Unlike Penelope, Scarlett looked up to him as her kind of man. She admired power as one of the key features to a man who knew how to turn her on. Having a metal collar locked around her neck, chained up and ordered to pleasure him was only the beginning. She had been called to join Penelope back in the first week when the other woman was serving her time down in the dungeon. After that time, Scarlett had decided to make some hey changes within her own management. It began when she fired her main booking agent and then called Ian and demanded a contract with someone from his own company.

This move had made it easier for Scarlett to have a place within his social orbit. Ian was quick to begin taking advantage of her new decision within the first year. Scarlett had found herself taking trips out to his secluded mansion in the hills, escorted via an unmarked car beyond the large metal gates and shuffling through his many bodyguards and security. She had her own relationship away from Ian, now married for the second time in her life but it didn't matter to him. If Scarlett was in town and available, Ian knew she was only a phone call away. Though his heart had seemingly corroded many years ago and he lived as a stone cold individual, often devoid of emotion. While he couldn't summon up the feelings of passion for her, he did reach a level of joy with using her body for his pleasure.

Today a different woman was on Ian's mind. Someone was ready to complete her end of the bargain with a special deal he had offered three months ago back into 2013. Jessica Alba was the latest woman of fame who needed Ian's help with matters outside Hollywood. She had heard of him from Scarlett during the filming for Sin City: A Dame To Kill. Jessica was looking for a financial partner who could help with investments to her company start up. She didn't beat around the bush in her meeting with Ian, as she made it clear that she wasn't relying on her fading career in acting to carry her anymore. She had a plan to build a billion dollar company that would hold the future of her family. Modelling herself as a future business woman, she aimed to leave an impression on the man but all he could offer her was his emotionless, stone called gaze.

Ian had lusted over Jessica Alba for many years now. He had the chance of signing her to his company almost a decade ago and had lost out on that opportunity. Her career could've went in a completely different path if only they had crossed paths sooner in life. With the chance to have her all to himself for a few months, Ian wasn't going to let this chance slip through his grasp this time around. Scarlett did not inform her friend of what Ian liked to offer in return of his deals. It wasn't money he was after, but since she had no idea, Ian laid out his cards on the table for Jessica from the beginning. It all began with a simple moral question as he asked her if she were willing to cheat on her husband with a man such as him. Not offended by such a question, Jessica knew what he was hinting at. It was their first meeting and she at least was appreciative of the fact he openly stated what he wanted from her.

Three months had passed since then and Ian had went as far to invest five million dollars into her company. Jessica had promised once she was done shooting for the upcoming Sin City film and the holidays were over, she would be taking a trip to meet him. Ian told her to go ahead and make arrangements to call two weeks off. He didn't trust Jessica, as he now was testing her to see how committed the woman would be in this whole deal. Two weeks was good enough time to have his way with her, but Ian had other plans. He was willing to offer her more investment money if they continued this business relationship. That was under the assumption that she would embrace her role as his fuck toy down in the dungeon. With time to prepare for her arrival in advance, Ian had made some special renovations to the secret hall down below.

The barred doors remained in place. Just two years ago, Ian had went the distance to repaint his dungeon with all grey walls and white tiled floors. He wanted to give it a modern prison look after a comment Scarlett made to him about how she felt locked in a mini penitentiary. The cells all looked the same with a bed, sink and toilet. In the desire of a mythical level of privacy, Ian had paid a private service crew from out of the country to do his remodeling project. His beloved 'pleasure room' had matching grey walls but with a black and white checkered floor underneath dark red carpet rugs spread out. Only the large black leather couches remained the same, for Ian had removed the television set finding it of no use. Hanging from the ceiling in the center of the room was a series of four chains hanging with a black cushion seat in the middle with slots with hands or feet on all sides.

A Hammock styled swing harness had been a recent toy Ian had installed in the pleasure room of his dungeon. It had yet to be used, though he tested it with his own body to make sure the chains held properly into place from the ceiling. He hoped Jessica would like this, as he couldn't think of a better woman to grace the swing for the first time. Still seated at his desk, the sun began to peak beyond the clouds outside, offering light across his clean shaved face and those dark eyes. At any moment, he was expecting that phone call either from Jessica herself or someone on his security team confirming her arrival. Ian still had to wonder if she would back out at the last minute and rip him off after he had invested money into her company. Hopefully she remained a woman of her word, for he had been looking forward to having his way with her for some time. The phone on his desk began to suddenly ring. Ian didn't hesitate to answer, raising it up to his right ear.

"I've picked up your guest. We will be arriving shortly."

"Good, send her in alone."

He hung the phone up after his short response. When a meeting was arranged like this, Ian's guests often met with one of his security personnel outside the mansion. He didn't like to leave behind vehicles that didn't belong to him or his security team in the driveway. Jessica was escorted from a big black Mercedes that the large gates would open for outside the mansion. From where Ian's office was situated across the building, he couldn't peak outside the windows to catch sight of the car. For now, he had to wait in his office, glancing across the room once more as he remained seated. He had the patience to burn and waiting a little longer for her after all this time wouldn't hurt him. Several minutes went by before he could hear footsteps down the hall, outside his closed office door. Rising up from his seat, Ian turned as the doors came open and at long last, Jessica Alba was finally in his presence.

"Good morning, I hope I'm not late. It wasn't my intention to keep you waiting if I did."

She stood in a purple dress that hugged all of her curves. The shoulder straps were visible beyond her long brunette hair, swaying down. The thirty-three year old actress stood in a pair of black high heels. Subtle jewelry like gold hoop ear rings went well considering she was lacking her engagement and wedding bands across her fingers. Jessica offered a smile as her big brown eyes gazed back at Ian. It was a fake grin, at least he felt that way. Down in her hands, she clutched a black leather bag that immediately caught his eye. He stepped towards her, greeting the woman with a hug as they would soon be getting more intimate together. Glancing back down at the bag, he spoke.

"What's this you've brought with you?"

"You told me I'd be here for at least two weeks. I thought I'd pack a bit of clothes and some other things."

Her eyes gazed back at him as she continued.

"Guess you didn't stop to think that I would be away from my family for some time. I've got a family back home, you know? I'm gonna need to make some calls and talk to them from time to time. It's not like me to just disappear for two weeks and leave them."

Ian didn't respond to her words by changing his facial expression. That same stone cold face remained. It was what Scarlett had best described to her as 'that look where the lights are on but nobody's home'. Jessica did have a point though, for a man without a family could avoid taking into consideration that he was pulling her away from them all to have his own fun. Ian didn't care about any of that. It was best to get down to business and not hold any secret details away from her. Jessica thought she knew what she was getting into by making this agreement, but only time could tell if she truly knew. Ian began to speak up regarding their mutual relationship that would begin in the following hour.

"You wanna get a drink and maybe something to eat before I take you downstairs and you get undressed?"

With a smirk, Jessica shook her head.

"No, I'm not hungry or thirsty. I know what you wanna do with me... I'm ready."

"Are you really?"

Nodding her head, she continued to smile.

"Yeah, I guess I should've told you a few months ago, I've been tied up and spanked before. What you plan to do me is nothing. I like playing these little games, you'll see."

Ian would indeed see, as he considered what would be something of a test for Jessica. He didn't believe her words, as he could see through the act she was putting up to impress him. Time would tell if she made a proper fuck toy down in the dungeon, Ian quietly thought to himself. Giving her a nod, he replied in his low gravel voice.

"Very well. From this moment forward, you will call me Master."

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2 HOURS LATER

A popping noise broke the subtle silence from within the pleasure room as Ian gazed down to see Jessica's brown eyes gazing up at him. She gripped his cock with her right hand, fingers tightly wrapped around the base while the head was shoved between her puffy pink lips. Time had passed since they had begun the first of what would be many fuck sessions for the next few weeks. Clothes had been discarded hours ago by this point as Jessica was situated on her knees in front of the sex swing that would soon be put to proper use. Sweat was visible across her caramel skin, as Jessica was busy on her knees sucking off the man she referred to as 'Master'. They had started in her cell, as she had raised her neck up and felt the cold metal of the collar that was now locked around her neck. From where Ian stood, the silver look of the metal collar glimmered from the lights above.

Across Jessica's wrists, he had locked on matching wrist cuffs. They covered her tattoos beneath her wrists, but left enough room for her to bend her hands. Each cuff had a large ring, as did her collar. The rings were there for chains to be attached to later. For now, there was no need to add any chains. Jessica moved her little hand away from his long shaft and pushed both of her hands down over her bare breasts as she bobbed her head up and down. Ian was pleased with her obedience. She closed her eyes, concentrating while sucking his cock inch by inch. Ian didn't interrupt her by any means. He stood there and allowed Jessica to work at her own pace. This was all a test to see how much she could impress him as a slave girl. Pulling her lips back to the head of his shaft, Jessica released it with a popping noise.

Licking her lips, she gazed her eyes up at Ian. Saliva strings dangled from her open mouth back to his shiny, spit soaked dick. She broke the strings by flicking her tongue and then spit on the head of his shaft. Wrapping her left hand back around it, she stroked him nice and quietly. Her hand glided easily across his slick rod as she continued to stroke it back and forth before planting her lips at the head. Jessica twirled her tongue around it before sinking his cock back into her mouth. This time, she devoured his shaft sucking faster and letting her hand go from the base. Jessica used both hands to massage his hanging nut sack down below, squeezing his balls while burying her lips into his pubes to show that she could properly deepthroat his entire length. With skilled gag reflexes, she didn't choke before pulling her lips back and continuing to bob her head up and down.

"Ohhhhh, you know how to suck quite well..."

To hear his praise in that low voice, Jessica knew he was pleased. She pulled her lips back to the head, gazing up into his eyes as she slowly sucked. Her hands squeezed his balls and then Jessica suddenly pulled her lips back to the head, releasing his cock with yet another popping sound.

"Mmmmmm, yeah... You like how I suck your cock, Master?"

She spoke while gripping it with her right hand and then shoving the head up against the left side of her face. Ian didn't answer her back. For a moment he got to see the entire length of his long shaft lined up against her face as Jessica gazed back at him like a submissive whore. She then moved her face and began to smack the head of his cock against her left cheek. Smack. Smack. Smack. The playfully slapped herself with his dick while Ian let out soft moans.

"Good girl. Are you ready to get fucked?"

Jessica immediately stopped and she let go of his cock, allowing it to wiggle around in motion as she looked up at him and nodded her head.

"Yes Master."

Biting down on her lower lip, she let out a moan and spoke again.

"I'm always ready to get fucked by you."

Ian stepped back and snapped his fingers before ordering her.

"Stand up."

Directly behind Jessica was the black harness seat to the hammock swing. She had looked at it earlier, but didn't make a comment regarding the tool hanging from the ceiling by chains. Ian had to wonder if she had another master years before him. She played the role as a natural submissive. So far, he was impressed with her act of sluttiness, but it was time for the next level. Jessica stood there bare foot, placing her hands onto her hips as his eyes scanned her naked body. Her stomach was flat and toned with the glimmer of a gold naval piercing. Jessica still wore her gold hoop ear rings, matching the belly button ring down below but not the metal silver collar around her neck or wrist cuffs. Ian's eyes scanned over her shaved cunt, dripping with excess wetness all before his eyes gazed up at her perky breasts. It would've been easy for him to stand there and admire her beauty, but he was ready to fuck her instead.

"See that back there?"

Ian pointed to the harness behind Jessica. She took once glance at it, then brought her eyes back to him. Jessica nodded before he spoke again.

"Has anyone ever fucked you in something like that before?"

Jessica shook her head.

"No, Master. Looks you'll be the first."

She licked her lips and stepped backwards. Jessica glanced behind her right shoulder to look down at the black harness seat before she sat down in it. There was little discussion to be had for either of them. Ian was realizing now that Jessica wasn't much of a talker like any previous girls he had who played this game of master and slave with him. She sat down on the seat and then spread her legs out. Hanging from the chains were small leather slots where she could slip her feet and hands into from all four sides. It was a struggle at first to get her left foot through the slot, but Jessica was determined to slip it in until her ankle brushed against the sides. Ian stood there and watched her before stepped towards Jessica and aiding her with pulling the hole for her right foot. With her feet in place, Jessica's legs were spread out and Ian had a perfect view of her vulva lips down below.

"Are you ready to fuck me like a nasty little whore, Master?"

Once again, those big brown eyes were gazing up at his face. Jessica raised her hands. Rather than slipping then through the loop holes of the hammock harness, she decided to grab at the silver metal chain links hanging from the ceiling. Biting down on her lower lip, Jessica spoke again.

"Do you want me to beg for it? I can beg like a good little slut."

Ian ignored her a second time. Instead he set his eyes on her juicy cunt as he wrapped his fingers around his shaft. Stepping forward, he teased Jessica by rubbing the head against her entrance. He listened to her gasp and then let out a moan before raising the head of his shaft to her clit and rubbing it across.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, yeah..."

Exhaling deeply, Jessica began to pout and whimper. His eyes glanced up, knowing what kind of words were about to flow from her soft voice.

"Please fuck me, Master... I need to be fucked so badly. You have no idea how bad I want to feel your big, hard fucking cock shoved inside of me."

"You need it badly, my little whore?"

She nodded at him, sliding her right hand up the chain clutched between her fingers. Ian continued to rub the head of his shaft against her clit in an effort to bring out more of her whimpering cries in voice.

"I need it so bad. Fuck me like I'm a whore. Make me your whore, Master."

Choice words seemingly had an effect on Ian as he came to a halt from teasing her. He was done rubbing his cock across her clit. Finally, he pushed it past her pink folds, listening to Jessica gasp as he could feel the warmth around his shaft. Ian moved his hands to grip the two chains in front of them holding the harness together as he thrust his cock into her. Their eyes met as he seen the pouty face she made fade into an expression of relief and lust. Jessica bent her knees, pulling at the loop holes that her feet had pushed into previously. It was impossible for her to wrap her legs around his body in the swing, but that wasn't of any concern to Ian.

"Fuck me, Master! Fuck me!!"

Jessica called out to with such desperation echoing from her voice. As he gripped the front chains to the harness, her hands remained latched onto the back chains. Her eyes gazed down to see his cock disappear as he thrust into her tight pussy. The chains began to rattle as Ian bucked his hips to drive his cock into her. Jessica's breasts bounced and jiggled, but her eyes remained locked on the action below as she moaned.

"Ohhhhhh, yes! Yes, that's it!!"



Thrust after thrust, Ian watched as the length of his shaft disappeared and reappeared with each passing second. He worked to fuck her in a solid rhythm all while the harness swing was proving it's usefulness at holding her into position. The metal collar around her neck shined and glimmered from the corner of his eye, but Ian couldn't glance away from that pussy while Jessica closed her eyes and threw her head back before screaming to him.

"Yes! Ohhhhhhh, yessssss! Fuck me, Master! Fuck me!! Harder!!"

Clink-Clank-Clink-Clank. The chains rattled off in a steady series of noises as Jessica's voice echoed beyond the lonely halls. Her tits were still swaying and bouncing up and down with each thrust of Ian's cock into her pussy. It wasn't his goal to fuck her at a fast speed, though the swing made it easier for him to continue in this position. Ian grunted as Jessica screamed again.

"Ohhhhhhh, fuck!!"

Quickly coming to a halt, her body swayed forward in the swing as Ian embraced one final moment of his cock inside of her from this position. He then abruptly snatched his rod free, listening to the pouty whimpering from Jessica's voice. Her eyes gazed up at him and she immediately began speaking.

"Why did you stop, Master? I want more!"

"So do I, but I want a different hole right now."

Jessica watched him begin to walk around her. She laid back over the harness and adjusted her feet over the loop holes to keep her legs spread out. It became apparent to her that the hole he wanted was her mouth as Ian had walked directly behind her and stood. She had to lean back and look at him from an upside down view to see his face. Her long brunette hair hung down as she stretched her body out and was soon met with his cock dangling above towards her mouth. Jessica swallowed her breath before speaking up.

"Go ahead and fuck my face, Master."

Such an obedient submissive whore, Ian thought to himself. Jessica flexed her muscles as she stretched out in the seat of the swing. Ian fed his cock into her mouth and kept his fingers around the base to grip it. She was in for the long run of an upside down face-fucking. Jessica immediately gagged on his length upon feeling his cock shove down her throat from this position. Her hands slid from the chains she had been holding onto all this time, but she gripped tighter as Ian then began to buck his hips and drive his shaft back and forth between her lips.



"MMM-GWAK-GWAK-KAH-KAH-GWAK!"

Her mouth generated various slobbering and sucking noises as Ian continued to thrust his cock back and forth. Throat muscles clenching beneath her metal collar, Jessica sucked his cock vigorously while Ian's eyes studied her perfect body laid out in front of him in the swing. He made one last thrust upon coming to a halt in his movements, shoving his cock down her throat until those puffy lips met at the base. His balls draped over her nose, rubbing against her forehead as she gagged and choked on his length. Taking a step back, Ian pulled his cock from her lips, allowing Jessica to breathe. A flood of her own saliva trickled from her mouth with two lines of drool running down the left side of her face. Her own drool dripped past her eyebrow and was falling down her forehead when Ian gripped his balls and shoved them to her lips.

"Suck on these for me, my whore."

A subtle command as Jessica was eager to obey. She reached forward with her right hand, helping herself as she shoved his left nut into her mouth and began to suck on it hard. Ian wanked his cock as Jessica helped herself with sucking his balls. She plopped the left nut out of her mouth and then made an effort to shove both of his balls between her lips, completely inflating her cheeks like a blowfish. The slobbering and sucking noises became louder from each passing second. Ian gazed up, seeing her pussy and thought to repay the favor of teasing her. He let go of his shaft and reached forward, playfully using his fingers to rub at her clit and vulva lips. A muffled moan came from Jessica's voice as she was still busy sucking on his balls. Slipping his middle finger beyond the folds, Ian fingered her cunt for a moment before pulling away. He reached down and grabbed at his balls, hinting to her that she could stop sucking now.

"You've got a worthy mouth of fucking, my pet."

When he pulled his balls from her mouth, more streams of saliva dripped from Jessica's mouth and began to flow down her face from the upside down position. She took a deep breath, eyes closed and exhaling while she felt her own saliva trickling beyond her nose and down her forehead. Ian fed his cock back into her mouth for one last go of face fucking. This time, he moved his hands to the side of her head as he began to buck his hips and give her his pole inch by inch.

"Suck it some more. You know what I want."

Gargling and slobbering on his cock, Jessica kept her eyes closed and remained gripping at the chains holding the swing. Ian continued to buck his hips like before, listening to her slobber and suck on his cock while he fucked her mouth. He moved his hands away from her head and reached to grab her breasts. He pinched her left nipple, using his other hand to slap her right tit and watch it bounce around. Slowing down, he made one last full thrust, slamming his cock down her throat and listening to her choke on it. Ian groaned for himself before he stepped back and once again, pulled his shaft from Jessica's mouth. She let out a gasp, catching her breathe while more saliva dripped from her open mouth and down her face. Ian took a step back, leaning down to see her face as he spoke.

"Ready to change positions? I'll finish you when I'm behind you."

Jessica could only look at him from upside down. She used her right hand to wipe one side of her face where the spit had almost went into her eye. Leaning back up in the swing, she moaned.

"Yes, I'm ready. I was hoping you would find a way to spank me in this thing."

"Get up and lay down in it."

A direct order spoken off in anticipation to change positions. Jessica carefully slid her feet out of the loop holes and then she began to lean up. From where Ian was standing, he viewed her back and hair falling to cover the metal collar around her neck. Jessica set her feet down onto the floor and then turned around. She faced Ian, gazing into his eyes while leaning down, her chest touching the harness seat as she changed positions. He now had to walk around to view her ass from behind. Jessica extended her hands, gazing at one of the loop holes she could shove her arms into but decided not to. From where Ian stood, he had a perfect view of her plump thick ass. The bow tie tramp stamp directly above it, on her lower back had made him softly smirk.

"Does your husband spank you at night when you're a whore for him, Jessica?"

His question had caught Jessica completely off guard. Her feet were no longer touching the ground. Ian reared his hand back and brought it down on her ass with a hard strike, jolting her to swing forward from the chains above.

"Ohhhh! Yesssss!!"

As Jessica moaned, he spanked her ass again, watching the slight ripple of her bare skin moving.

"That's not an answer to my question, whore. I don't like repeating myself, so tell me now."

To get his point across, he reached forward with his right hand and snatched her up by the hair. Jessica moaned before finally answering him.

"No, no! I don't allow my husband to spank me. Only someone like you who I can call my master!"

She was exaggerating. Ian knew a lie when he heard something like that, but for now he was willing to play along. Letting go of her hair, he reared his right hand back again.

"So only a man like me gets to discipline you with a proper spanking? That's cause you're a whore and need someone to put you in your place."

Spank! The palm of his hand came down to smack her ass even harder. Jessica moaned, her voice echoing down the halls outside the pleasure room. Ian moved his hand back to his hard shaft and then began to rub it up the crack of her ass. He teased Jessica by moving his hands to her ass cheeks, giving them a subtle squeeze before he began to thrust his rod up the crack of her ass in the act of hotdogging. Jessica began to moan. She still felt the drool on her face and wiped it away with her right hand while biting down on her lower lip. The humming noise she made only encouraged Ian to thrust his cock down the crack of her ass a bit faster in an effort to tease her.

"Do you know what I like to do to whores like you who need some discipline?"

Exhaling again, Jessica moaned before replying to him.

"Ohhhhhh, Master... I can take an easy guess."

"Speak."

Hesitating for a moment, Jessica giggled before she finally spoke.

"A whore like me gets fucked in the ass. Am I right, Master?"

"You've answered wisely."

Thrusting his cock up the crack of her booty one last time, Ian then pulled her cheeks apart to look at her dark little hole that awaited him. He gripped his shaft, poking the head at that hole as Jessica gasped and then called out to him.

"Mmmmmm, I can beg for it, Master. It's been so long since I've been fucked in the ass. Something told me that...."

Again, she gasped, unable to finish her sentence upon feeling his cock slide into her ass. Ian grunted at the tight feeling from within while Jessica finished her words.

"That... you were gonna give me a good pounding up the ass today, ohhhhhhh."

As she moaned, he began to slowly buck his hips forward while using his right hand to slide it up the small of her back, caressing her skin. Jessica closed her eyes and curled her toes up. The swing began to rock forward as Ian was only getting himself into a rhythm to truly pound her up the ass. Jessica would be able to rest assured knowing that he had fucked all three of her holes before the day was over, giving her the proper introduction in the role of his fuck doll down in the dungeon. Feeling inch after inch of his shaft pump into her ass, Jessica wanted and she was willing to go that extra mile and beg like a good slut.

"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhh god. In case you didn't know Master, I am a proud anal whore. Give it to me good. Pound me in the ass like you've always wanted to. Spank it too! You know I want it! I've been a bad, bad naughty little whore... I need to be punished!"

Her words had the effect on Ian as he moved his hands to clutch at the chains holding from both sides. Taking a hard thrust forward, he twisted his fingers to tightly grip the chains as he began to pump his cock into Jessica's ass harder and faster with each thrust. She gasped for breath as the metal ring in the front of her collar began to shake and the swing rocked forward and back.

"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhh god! Yes! YESSSSSS!!"

She screamed, her loud voice echoing down the hall for no one to hear as Ian began to pound her into the ass. Jessica whimpered, feeling her breast shaking all around from underneath. Over and over, he delivered inch after inch of his hard cock up her ass. His balls beat up against the undersides of her buttocks as he grunted and gritted his teeth. Jessica couldn't hold herself back from yelling to him again.

"YES MASTER!! OHHHH, OHHHHHHH YEAH!! THAT'S IT, JUST LIKE THAT!! GIVE IT TO ME!! FUCK YOUR NASTY LITTLE WHORE RIGHT UP THE ASS!! KEEP FUCKING MY ASS CAUSE I'VE BEEN A DIRTY LITTLE WHORE!!"



The harness swing shook with all four chains rattling from the ceiling as Ian continued to give her all he had. Sweat began to trickle from the old man's forehead, but he wasn't bothered by this at all. He concentrated all his efforts on pumping his cock in and out of Jessica's ass while she screamed and cried in pleasure. Letting go of the right chain with one hand, Ian began to rear his hand back and slap the right cheek of her ass. Spank! She whimpered and groaned before he did it again. Spank! Jessica then gritted her teeth and growled out a screaming moan.

"I'M YOUR DIRTY LITTLE WHORE, MASTER!! OHHHHHHH, YEAH!!"

Again, he spanked her ass and one final time before the painful sting in the palm of his hand was overwhelming. Ian groaned as he had slowed down and then abruptly began to pull his cock out of her ass. Thinking to himself, he had such little time to go before he would be blasting a load for his new slave girl. Jessica had yet to reach her orgasm and the least he could do was share that moment with her.

"Ohhhh, you stopped!"

Whimpering and pouting, she glanced at him from beyond her right shoulder with a look of distress. Ian's stone cold face looked back at Jessica as he began to rub his cock between her thighs. He listened to that crying moan she had made several times today and then he spoke.

"Beg for it. Show me what a good whore you are."

"Ohhhh, Master! Please fuck me, Master! Fuck me like the nasty little whore I am!!"

Jessica grunted in frustration and then she felt his hand slapping her ass once more, all before Ian gently pushed his cock back into her tight cunt. She let out a gasp and then a sound of relief from her voice as his rod was back inside of her. Gripping her hips, Ian began to thrust his cock into her like before. Jessica balled her fingers up into fists while curling her toes up at the sound of the chain links rattling.

"Ohhh, ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh god! Give it to me! Give it to me!! I'm your dirty little whore, Master! Your cock worshiping slut!! Ohhhhhh, yes! Give me your cock!!"

Such dirty words from her mouth had only made Ian begin pumping harder and faster. Jessica closed her eyes, gasping for air while her hair was swaying and those gold hoop ear rings bouncing along with her breasts. Ian was a man on a mission, fucking his slave girl until they both were to reach a hard climax. Jessica wanted it so bad, she continued to yell words of filth to her master.

"FUCK ME, MASTER!! OHHHH, OHHHHHHHH GOD! YESSSSSS, FUCK MEEEEE!!"

Teeth barred, her moans came out in a growling pitch as the sound of their bodies hitting together could be heard with the rattling of the chains. Ian began to breathe heavily, but it wasn't enough for him to slow down. Over and over, he pumped his shaft into her tight cunt as Jessica groaned and whimpered.

"I'm almost there, Master! I'm sooooo close! Give it to me! I'm your whore! Fuck me!!"

Her eyes opened wide. Jessica gazed into the concrete grey wall in front of her ass she then screamed at the top of her lungs upon feeling her climax begin. Ian could feel the gushing flood of her juices from within and he immediately stepped back and snatched his cock out of her pussy.

"OHHHHHH, FUCK, FUCK, FUCKKKKKKK!!"

Jessica screamed so loud, Ian's ear drums were rattling with her voice echoing throughout the dungeon hall and barred doors. His eyes focused downward to see the excess of her juices trickling down her thighs and flooding the floor. He didn't bother with that for now as he grabbed hold of his cock and aimed the head forward at her ass and began to stroke it. Jessica was busy trying to catch her breath and recover from such a hard orgasm as he jacked himself off. She could hear the grunts and groans from his low voice. Soon, Jessica felt the feeling of his warm cum streaking up her back. The first line of cum fired with such power it splattered a thick line up her back and almost catching her neck with excess drops into her hair. Another string of cum followed after, but not with enough force as it slathered the left side of her back.

"Ohhhhhh, cum for me, Master..."

Spoken like a true obedient slut, Jessica moaned at the feeling of his warm seed splattering across her skin. She could hear him moaning out in a harmony of cries as he continued to wank himself and unload his cum onto her back. Thick droplets fell onto the left side of her lower back and then finally, he aimed lower and gave her a few spurts of cum across both ass cheeks. Squeezing his cock to get the final drops out, Ian groaned in frustration. Jessica remained laying there across the harness of the swing with a river of cum flowing down the small of her back and dripping down to her ass. At least for now, he was satisfied with the woman. Ian thought to himself that he could truly call her his whore after all. The following days were going to be so much fun using her as his personal fuck doll, he thought to himself. Jessica had passed the test he had but there was no way he was going to tell her in words how proud he was of this moment.

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4 DAYS LATER

Satisfaction was an understatement with how Ian felt about Jessica Alba serving as his personal slave. As the days went by, he grew more and more impressed with her submissive nature that she displayed for him. The collar remained locked around her neck and she found a place sleeping beyond the barred doors of one of the cells down in the dungeon. During the day, he was kind enough as a mater to allow her to leave the dungeon and roam the halls of his mansion. Jessica had phone calls to make, checking in on her family and talking with an agent. Later in the day, she would have dinner with Ian all before they both went back downstairs and to the dungeon where another fuck session would unfold between them. Jessica was eager to discuss the business deal she had with the man, all after Ian had hinted about the possibility of investing more into her company start up.

To him, it was a simple compliment to how happy he was with this affair they were sharing together. Dropping some millions of dollars into the company was only the start though. He had other plans, as he hoped to share some kind of ownership stake in her company down the line. When asking Jessica about this possibility, she smiled and reassured them that they could work something out. All the cards were on the table in his favor, as he had the financial backing and could potentially buy out her company at this point in time. Ian would consider his options, but having a steady stream of a small bit of income from having his name somewhere in the company was better than anything else. At least that was what he though tot himself when making such decisions. Jessica had told him she needed all the help she could get from outside financial backers.

Apart from business, Ian had the urge to indulge himself further playing the slave master downstairs. His mind had begun to wonder by the third day and he was eager to pick up the phone and call up a certain blonde haired actress whom he deemed as his favorite whore. Ian waited for Friday to come before he called Scarlett Johansson to see if she would have a busy weekend elsewhere. A simple invitation for her to get busy on her hands and knees was met with a chuckle across the line. All he had to do was ask her and the answer from voice rang out so clearly. 'If that is what you desire, then your wish is my command. I hope she isn't wearing my collar down there'. Any other man in his position would've possibly laughed at Scarlett's quip, but not Ian. He remained emotionless and almost robotic. For him to crack a smile or chuckle was so rare, but it didn't seem to bother Scarlett. She could only wonder what an odd impression he had given Jessica, as he did Penelope Cruz years ago.

Taking the invitation, Scarlett called off the rest of her weekend and was ready to meet with one of Ian's security personnel to arrange the trip. By Friday afternoon, she had been escorted beyond the tall gates leading into his estate grounds. Ian welcomed Scarlett with a kiss on the cheek, but not one to engage in small talk. Wasting no time getting down to the event, she was eager to join Jessica down in the dungeon anticipating what orders and commands would be made throughout the night between both slaves in service of their master. Scarlett revealed her excitement upon the moment he led her down into the dungeon and to her personal cell. Scarlett wasted no time stripping her voluptuous body of all clothes that she had arrived in. Her long blonde hair was neatly pinned up in a pony tail. Ian stood back from her, admiring the view of her plump large breasts and pale skin before him. With a smile, she lifted her neck, quietly awaiting the cold feeling of that metal collar sliding around it.

It was this affection that Scarlett showed him that Ian simply could not compute with. Human emotion through love and tenderness was something that didn't translate to much of a reaction out of him. Scarlett may have had feelings for him outside of these bondage games, but the same couldn't be said for Ian. People were either of use or they were not when it came to his view of the world. Beyond the pleasure that they shared, she had proven herself more than useful in the past, just as Jessica was currently doing. He didn't gaze into those blue hues upon raising the silver metal steel and placing it around her neck. Locks clicking into place with the turn of a key, Scarlett moaned as she was properly collared. The ring in the front of her collar was there, waiting for a chain to be attached and used as a leash. There was no need for him to lock a set of cuffs around her wrists. Ian didn't consider the possibility of chaining Scarlett up.

Jessica on the other hand had proven that she required the wrist cuffs for certain pleasures. After playing with the hammock styled swing, she demanded to be chained to the ceiling for another series of a hard spanking. That was last night, the memory still fresh in Ian's thoughts when he escorted Scarlett to Jessica's cell. He didn't utter a single word as he shoved the blonde actress beyond the barred door, allowing her to join the other prisoner of his dungeon. Jessica was surprised to have a companion joining her, not expecting Scarlett to join in at all. Before they were to get started for the day, Ian allowed his slave girls some privacy where they could talk to one another and have company. Without listening in, he stomped his way back down the hall and went to the pleasure room. Today was going to be different, as Ian was already considering how he wanted to begin this party of three. He could hear giggling coming from the cell where Jessica and Scarlett were currently locked.

An hour had passed before he was truly prepared and in the mood. Stripping off his clothes, Ian tied a loose black silky robe around his body and then he gathered the chains that would be attached to each collar. Going for the long chain lengths for leashes, Ian kept a leather bound riding crop across one of the black leather couches in his pleasure room. Jessica had become acquainted with the leather end of that stick, as he made great use of bringing it down across her ass this week. Her spankings had been carried out with his hand, riding crop and on another occasion when he broke out a flat hair brush. It was funny to him how turned on she got at the thought of a spanking, but he welcomed such a sight. For now, Ian threw the chains over his shoulder as he went marching down the hall to find the locked door to their cell. Jessica was down on the floor, on her knees and hands gripping two of the bars as she gazed up. Scarlett sat on the bed, turning to look at Ian standing on the other side.

"Ready for some company, Master?"

Scarlett spoke while Ian stood there, towering over the door with the shadow of the bars reflecting back at each woman. She had undid the ponytail holding her hair together, now allowing those golden locks to flow behind her shoulders, similar to Jessica's hair style split down the middle. He slid his key into the slot to unlock it and then both of them got up. Jessica stood to the left while Scarlett was on the right. Snapping his fingers, Ian spoke as he slid the door open.

"On your knees, both of you."

"Yes Master!"

"As you wish..."

Jessica spoke before Scarlett, but the blonde woman quickly hurried down to the floor. Shoulders brushing together, Scarlett moved behind Jessica and noticed the chains. He began with Jessica, hooking one chain to the ring on her collar to serve as a leash. Scarlett moved forward, eager to get chained properly. With it clipped into place, he stepped back, holding a leash in each hand; Jessica on the left and Scarlett in his right hand. They remained on their knees as Ian gave the first command of the day.

"Crawl my pets. Crawl for me."

No words were spoke back as the sound of the chain links rattling was audible. Ian began to step backwards and then Jessica and Scarlett moved onto their hands and knees as he tugged each chain. Turning his back to them, Ian listened for the sound of the chains and the stomping of their hands and knees into the floor. Jessica and Scarlett both crawled slowly like animals chained to their rightful owner. Scarlett would be the type to proudly wear a title such as 'the whores of Ian White', he smugly considered to himself. Emotionless over such a prospect, he did at least know Scarlett took pride when she wore his collars and chains. Down the hall they went, knees and hands pushing down over the grey concrete floor. By the time the floor had turned into the checkered black and white tiled floor of the pleasure room, Ian had finally turned around to face them.

A set of brown hues and deep blue eyes gazed up at him as he continued to walk backwards. Ian turned, moving to the black leather couch on the left side of the large dorm styled room. Scarlett's eyes never left his all while Jessica had glanced away momentarily to gaze back at the hanging harness swing. Ian didn't care if she wanted to be placed in it today. This was going to be a day of cock worship, as he had decided from before he went and gathered his girls. Coming to a stop as he stood in front of the couch, he let go of the chain leashes and then withdrew the robe back. Scarlett sat up on her knees, knowing he was about to reveal his hardening cock before them. He dropped the robe and then she let out a soft moan. Jessica moved her hands up his left leg, caressing his skin and looking at him with those angelic eyes.

"Are you both ready to show your Master what nasty cock loving whores the two of you are?"

His stern words came with an expressionless face. Scarlett was the first to respond in her strong New York accent.

"I am always ready to suck you off, Master."

"Mmmmmm, I wanna show you how hungry I am, Master. Let me show you that I'm that dirty little whore you've been fucking all week."

Choice words from Jessica made Ian wonder if she was attempting to make Scarlett jealous. He reached across the couch and grabbed the riding crop with his left hand as he sat down and placed the tool at the arm rest of the couch. Scarlett and Jessica remained down on their knees on each side of him. Jessica's hands roamed up his left leg, massaging his skin while Scarlett reached between his thighs and grabbed his cock with her left hand. She wasted no time tightening her fingers around the base and beginning to stroke it, despite him not ordering her to do so yet. Seeing Scarlett do this, Jessica reached for his cock with her right hand and now Ian was sitting back feeling a hand from each girl as they began to wank his cock to full size.

"Get it nice and hard and then both of you are gonna worship it. Understood?"

"Yes Master."

They spoke together in unison with Jessica's voice echoing louder than Scarlett's tone. Stretching his back out over the couch, Ian glanced over at Scarlett and snapped his fingers to her. He pointed at the chain attached to her collar, hinting for her to reach down and collect both chains for him. She used her free hand to do it as her left hand fingers remained wrapped around his cock. Together with Jessica, they stroked him nice and slowly until his thick rod was erect at full length. Jessica leaned down, spitting on the head of his cock to prepare it for her mouth while Scarlett handed the chains to him. Ian unhooked Scarlett's first and then he carefully undid Jessica's chain. If he needed to yank their collar at this point, he could do so by hooking a finger through the ring. He slung the chains across the room, discarding them with a loud banging noise.

Jessica took it upon herself to suck him first. She moved her hand away and then Scarlett noticed the movement of her companion and kept her hand down at the base. To begin, Jessica kissed the head of his shaft and then twirled her tongue around it. Scarlett only removed her hand when the other woman sunk that shaft between her lips. Jessica moved forward, in front of Ian's legs as Scarlett took a slight step back to his right leg, allowing Jessica to be the center of his attention as she began to suck him off. 'Mmmmmm', Jessica made a muffled moaning sound as she began to bob her head up and down at a slow pace. Scarlett moved, gazing across Jessica's left shoulder so she could watch as the other woman sucked off her master. Ian let out a low moan, but his stone cold faced remained the same as he studied Jessica's eyes.

Shoving her lips down, she made a quick attempt at deepthroating the entire length of his shaft, but it wasn't enough. Jessica gagged and then brought her lips back to the head, releasing it with a popping sound. Breathing heavily, she glared over at Scarlett before sliding to the left side. Now it was Scarlett's turn to be the center of their master's attention. She situated herself between his legs like all the many times in the past and then winked up at Ian. She wasn't expecting a smile or anything acknowledging her gesture, but when she squeezed her fingers around his shaft, he did at least moan. She pumped her hand up and down at a slow pace, using Jessica's saliva as lube for proper wanking. When Scarlett was good and ready, she locked her eyes up at his face and then lowered her puffy red lips down to kiss the head, similar to how Jessica did.

Parting her lips, Scarlett slid her tongue down the underside of his long shaft and then began to lick upward, teasing him as she lapped the tip of her tongue over the head repeatedly. Jessica slid one of her hands down to his balls and began to massage them while using her free hand to caress up his left leg like before. When Scarlett was done teasing him with her tongue, she finally slid his cock between her lips and proceeded to suck. Bobbing her head up and down, she let go of the base with her left hand and now had all the room she needed to properly suck him inch by inch. Scarlett pushed her hands down on both of his legs, balancing herself as she made the effort to begin deepthroating his cock. This was the proper act, showing Jessica how it was really done. Her lips buried down into his pubes as Ian felt the head of his shaft slam to the back of her throat.

"Ohhhhhh, that's a good girl..."

Jessica pouted upon hearing him speak up and praise Scarlett. The blonde actress had closed her eyes and was slowly bobbing her head up and down, taking his cock to the depths of her throat and pulling back to the head. He gazed over to his left side, noticing that pouty look on Jessica's face, but it wasn't enough to make him say anything at her. When Scarlett finally released his cock from her mouth, three long saliva strings dangled from her front lip back to his shiny, drool soaked cock. The strings broke as she flicked her tongue, but it was Jessica who spit across it. Scarlett knew to lean back and let her friend have another turn now. As Jessica moved back in front of Ian, she didn't make any eye contact with her master. Instead, she concentrated solely on sucking his fat dick. Gripping the shaft with her right hand, she aggressively bobbed her head up and down, devouring him inch by inch.

Not wanting to feel left out, Scarlett made the effort to shove her head between his thighs and go for his balls. Neither girl had a hand down there anymore and it was easy for Scarlett to push her puffy lips up to his hairy nut sack and begin to loudly slobber on it. For the time being, Ian embraced having his cock sucked by Jessica Alba and his balls getting licked and now sucked by Scarlett Johansson. Both girls worked together into a rhythm, following one behind the other. As Jessica shoved her lips down, Scarlett sucked, gurgling and slobbering loudly down below. They continued to suck together in what become a respectable effort in team work to accomplish a level of cock worship that Ian certainly approved of. He moaned out to them before Jessica pulled her lips back to the head and released his cock with a popping sound. She leaned back and then Scarlett came to a stop, pulling his balls from her mouth and elevating her head up.

"Ohhhhh Master, I think it's time for something truly special."

Feeling that she had a bit of control right now, Scarlett was eager to surprise Ian, regardless if it would make his unexpressive face fluster up and change into a grin. His eyes did not see where she had moved her hands down below to her great big tits. She shoved them up, preparing them in advance for this moment. Fucking with Ian had become something of a routine with her and she knew to always shove that fat cock between her breasts after sucking it. Jessica had moved back to his left side like before and now she was going to witness Scarlett in all of her glory as the woman lifted her breasts up and shoved them around his cock. Eyes enlarging, Jessica gasped before moaning at the sight of Scarlett's tits wrapping around his long shaft.

"Mmmmmmm, you ready to fuck my titties, Master?"

Ian didn't utter a word back in response as Scarlett flashed her pearly white teeth in a soft giggle.

"Oh my god, that is so hot. I've gotta see this."

Jessica spoke up while crawling around on her knees onto the other side. Scarlett paid her no attention as her eyes gazed up to the man she called her master. Tittyfucking was always a surefire way of capturing his attention and making sure that he was up for some hard fucking. Scarlett watched now as Ian began to rise up, standing to prepare himself to fuck her tits. She made a few steps back, giving him room now properly stand. She squeezed her breasts harder around his cock, gazing down to see the head poking up for a moment. Jessica had moved to the right side and leaned down spit on the head before her eyes gazed up at Ian. He immediately began to buck his hips, driving every inch of his cock between Scarlett's breasts as he fucked them.

"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh yeah! Fuck my tits, Master!"

Scarlett called out to him, panting and moaning at the feeling of his cock pumping up and down before her tits. Ian thrust with such force that it made the ring at the front of her metal collar begin bouncing along with her hair swaying. Jessica leaned over Scarlett's shoulder, watching with each thrust he made of his cock between that famous set of boobs. She licked her lips and then spit on the head as it poked up, all while Ian continued to fuck Scarlett's tits. Her big blue eyes never left his face, studying that detached expression that was always hanging from his mug. This didn't prevent Scarlett from parting her lips to give him a speech in all of her most filthy words.

"Mmmmmmm, yeah! Ohhhhhh, yeah!! I love it every time you have your cock shoved between my tits. It feels so good as you fuck them over and over. Mmmmmm, fuck my tits! This is what they were built for, Master! I'm built to be your tittyfucking whore!"

Jessica had leaned down from across Scarlett's right side and each time the head of his dock poked up, she lapped her tongue across it. Ian continued to buck his hips, thrusting his cock back and forth between Scarlett's perfect breasts. Fucking those tits with such force, he watched the metal ring attached to her collar bounce and shake. This was only the beginning of what was about to hard pounding for both of them. Jessica pulled her head back up and when Ian began to slow down, Scarlett closed her eyes and let out soft moans and cries. Her puffy red lips curved into a smug grin, allowing Jessica to witness just how much she enjoyed having this man's cock shoved between her tits. Slowing down almost to a halt, Ian made a few more thrusts before he finally stopped. He snapped his fingers and clapped both hands together, alerting his slave girls.

"Get up, both of you. I want you both on the couch now. Use your hands and knees."

"As you wish, my Master."

He could always count on Scarlett to reply as she let go of her breasts and allowed his cock to spring free. Before getting up, she grabbed that dick and pushed her lips down to give it a kiss. Ian then watched as they both got up and he stepped forward to see them both climb onto the couch. Scarlett was on his left hand side this time and Jessica to the right. The tone of their skin was a heavy contrast to one another, as the blonde woman was pale white and Jessica had darker, beautiful skin. Side by side, their buttocks were lined up with each knee pushed down into the cushion seats of the couch and the palms of their hands against the back seats. Ian grabbed the riding crop he had rested over the left side arm rest, as now he had a choice to make about which of his two whores he wanted to fuck first, and which hole. Together, the girls turned their heads to gaze at him from across the shoulder. Scarlett looked over her right while Jessica glanced beyond her left.

Once again he had two different colors in sets of eyes gazing at him. Scarlett knew what he was about to do, but Jessica had not shared one of these experiences alongside another girl. Ian stood resting his left hand onto his hip and gripping the riding crop tool with his right hand. He tapped the leather edge against his leg, as if he were having trouble making up his mind which of them he wanted to fuck first. His mind had been made up seconds ago. So far through all this time, Scarlett had worked hard to leave an impression and was thoroughly stealing the spotlight away from Jessica. It was only right that Ian evened the playing field of both of them. He stepped over to the right side and drew back the riding crop stick. He lay the leather whipping end of it across Jessica's ass. Caressing the right cheek of her ass with it, he could hear the gasp come from her voice as the woman braced herself for what was about to come.

"Jessica..."

"Yes Master?"

She glanced across her shoulder again while Scarlett was sitting quietly facing the couch.

"Tell the other slut here what you are. Tell her what you do best in these four walls."

He tapped the end of the riding crop across her ass cheek again, confident that she was about to say some nasty words. All through the past few days, there had been one thing Jessica truly excelled at in the dungeon.

"I'm your anal loving whore, Master. There's nothing I love more than getting spanked by you and my ass pounded and ass hole left gaping. If Scarlett calls herself your tittyfucking whore, then I'm gonna call myself your ass fucking whore."

Those words made Scarlett moan and gaze rightward to look at Jessica's face. The girls looked at one another with soft grins. Jessica had made a subtle effort to outdo Scarlett, but Ian remained without any excitement booming from his low voice as he spoke again.

"My dear, anal loving whore... would you prefer I fuck your cunt now or do you wanna take it up the ass?"

"Mmmmmm, that's a hard question Master."

Not pleased with a teasing response, Ian raised his right hand and brought the riding crop down hard. The smack across her ass echoed loudly as she cried out an actual answer this time.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah! I want it up the ass, Master! Please fuck my ass!"

Not expecting her to say 'please', Ian may have blushed or even laughed if he knew how. He traded hands with the riding crop clutched in his left so he could use his dominant hand to grip his cock and guide it up the crack of Jessica's beautiful plump ass. As he slid it up, Scarlett glanced to him from across her right shoulder.

"Master, may I watch?"

He shook his head at her.

"No. You're gonna stay put."

Pushing the head of his cock to enter Jessica's dark little hole, he listened to moan and call for him.

"Ohhhhh, that's it. Let me help you with that, Master."

Showing how badly she wanted it, Jessica shoved her ass back and then began to roll her hips. Her booty cheeks clapped together as she began to slowly twerk with his cock shoved up her ass. Ian didn't know what this grinding motion was called, but it was for his eyes only. Jessica thought to give him a twerk show after Scarlett was rejected the request to watch. Pumping her hips back and still grinding them, Jessica slowed down and came to a halt the moment she felt Ian thrust forward. Letting out a hard moan, she closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip. She didn't expect what was to come next at the feeling of a pinch smacking down across her left ass cheek from the leather bound end of Ian's riding crop.

"I've got a question for you, Jessica."

"Mmmmmm, yes Master?"

Ian glanced over at Scarlett, noticing her big blue eyes gazing back at him. The blonde haired woman looked defeated to currently be left out of the ongoing fucking.

"Would you be happy if Scarlett made herself useful to you? Maybe you would like her to work those puffy cocksucker lips over your cunt?"

Jessica gasped and then glanced over at Scarlett.

"Oh my god, I would love her to eat me!"

Scarlett responded by pushing her lips to Jessica and indulging in what was a short but tender kiss between them. Ian gripped Jessica's right hip with his free hand, preparing the riding crop to spank her as he would get into rhythm soon enough. Scarlett didn't hesitate to begin crawling around the couch. She lay down on her back and shoved herself backwards to where she could fit her head between Jessica's legs. The position required Ian to stop and Jessica move slightly to the left, stepping one of her feet down on the floor and keeping the other knee bent and into the couch. Once they were in a better position, Scarlett pushed her lips against Jessica's labia and slithered her tongue inside of the other woman. Ian could hear the gasp and cry of pleasure, right on time for him to begin bucking his hips to pump his cock into her ass.

"Ohhhh, ohhhhhh god! Ohhhhh, GOD!!"

Jessica screamed, clenching her teeth together upon feeling inch after inch of that hard shaft pounding into her ass. Ian went hard and fast, trading the riding crop back to his right hand which he drew back, prepared to deliver her a hard spanking. All the while, Scarlett became busy slithering her tongue into Jessica and snaking it around. She slid her own left hand down her pale skin, finding her own opening down below beyond the shaved folds. Scarlett wasn't going to wait for her Master's call before she began fingering herself at the sound of Jessica screaming out.

"GOD, YES!! YESSSSS!! FUCK MY ASS!! I'M A BAD DIRTY LITTLE WHORE WHO LOVES GETTING HER ASS POUNDED!! POUND ME HARDER, MASTER!! OHHHHHH YEAH!!"

Spank! The leather tip of the riding crop came down hard across the right cheek of her ass. Jessica groaned, curling her toes up before yelling again.

"OHHHHH GOD!! OHHHHHHHH MY GODDDDD!! GIVE IT TO ME, OHHHH YEAH!! GIVE IT TO ME!! I WANT IT ALL AND I WANT IT HARD, OHHHHHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHH!!"

Swat after swat, Ian delivered spank after spank of his riding crop across her ass with each thrust he made. Over and over, he pounded his cock up her ass, all while she was driven into heavenly pleasure from Scarlett's mouth at work. Scarlett used her free hand to pinch Jessica's clit, rubbing at it while her left hand was still fingering herself. Jessica's cries and moans echoed from beyond the room and down the hallway. With each full thrust, Ian's balls almost slapped against Scarlett's forehead down below.

"OHHHH, OHHHH, OHHHHHHHHHHH YEAH!!"

Jessica was still screaming as Ian began to slow down. Red marks had developed across her right ass cheek as a result from getting whipped by the riding crop. She knew when he slowed down like that, he was about to fuck her pussy instead. With his left hand, Ian quickly snapped his fingers to alert Scarlett.

"That's enough now, Scarlett get up."

Scarlett quickly pulled her hand away from her cunt, not letting Ian witness that she had been fingering herself all this time without his permission. Slithering her tongue out of Jessica's pussy, Scarlett kissed it before shoving herself back, bending her knees and climbing out from under Jessica's legs. The other woman glanced behind her shoulder, gazing back at Ian's cold face.

"Are you gonna fuck me now, Master!?"

She should've known by now not to expect a spoken reply from him. Ian didn't even nod at her as he gripped his shaft and guided it down below. Jessica gasped when she felt him slide back into he place Scarlett had previously had her mouth embedded.

"Oh my god! Ohhhhh!!"

Gasping aloud, Jessica's eyes rolled to the back of her head as she crashed her head down into the cushions of the couch and elevated her ass up. Ian wasted no time beginning to buck his hips forward and drive his cock in and out of her tight cunt. Scarlett had got up from the couch, falling down onto her knees as she let Jessica have the entire couch, eager to watch her friend get fucked into oblivion.

"OHHHH GOD! OHHHHH, YES! YESSS, YESSSSSS!! FUCK ME, MASTER!! FUCK MEEEEE!!"

Screaming her lungs out with each passing second. Jessica curled her toes up and scratched her fingernails across the surface of the cushions. She rested the right side of her face across the couch, giving Scarlett a perfect view of her face with eyes closed and now teeth gritted. She snarled and let out growling moans, all while Ian continued to pump his cock in and out of her pussy. This was just another day of the master overwhelming his obedient slave in a frenzy of lust. Scarlett could feel the tingling wetness soaking her pussy down below, as she was so eager to begin fingering herself once again at the sight of Jessica getting fucked. The couch shook from the sheer power of Ian's thrusts. He didn't stop, as he gave her his cock again and again, eager to push her into a climax. Jessica opened her eyes as she was drawing closer.

"Ohhhhh, ohhhhh, OHHHHHHHHHH!! MASTER, I'M ALMOST... ALMOST... ALMOST THERE!!"

Shutting her eyes again, Jessica clenched her teeth together and then quickly stopped, opening her eyes and curling her toes up. She started slapping the palm of her right hand down over the couch as her inner walls collapsed and her orgasm commenced.

"GOD, YESSSS!! YESSSSSSS, OHHHHHHH GOD YESSSSSSS!!"

Scarlett's lower lip fell as she witnessed this hard orgasm up close and almost personal. The way Ian had fucked Jessica so hard and pushed her into an orgasm, Scarlett could only anticipate for when he would be giving her the same treatment. Ian didn't embrace the feeling of warm juices flooding from inside of Jessica. He was quick to step back and pull his cock free of her cunt, letting the juices flood and trickle down Jessica's thighs. her legs were shaking and she groaned, crying out in pleasure at the feeling of this sweet release. Stepping away from her, he turned and set his sights down on Scarlett who was sitting obediently down on her knees. Her eyes gazed up at him as she gasped, knowing that it was her turn to get fucked now. Ian snapped his fingers to watch her quickly rise up and stand before him. He then pointed behind Scarlett, speaking aloud.

"Bring me one of the chains down there."

What was the purpose of grabbing one of those? Scarlett had to ponder questions deep down, but she could easily guess what Ian was about to do with her. He was going to chain her up and make it easier to fuck her in a position of his choice to make up for whatever fatigue he might currently have from working over Jessica. Behind Ian, Jessica had crawled up and was sitting on the left side of the couch, legs spread as she was still catching her breath from such a hard pounding he had given her two holes. Scarlett leaned down and grabbed one of the chains with her left hand. As she leaned back up and turned around, Ian was standing right behind her. His cold eyes gazing back at her with a stern look on his face. He had caught her off guard, now snatching the chain from her hands, he quickly attached the last metal link to the ring at the front of her collar.

"Are you gonna fuck me now, Master?"

A pointless question, but it was worth asking anyway in an effort to tease him. Ian didn't respond as he walked with the chain, pulling Scarlett back to the couch and then taking a step back. He shoved her to sit down directly next to Jessica on the right side. He had let go of the riding crop, no longer needing it. That was a tool for disciplining Jessica. Scarlett on the other hand, he preferred to keep chained when he was fucking her. She spread her legs out, locking her eyes up at him while moving her hands to her big tits.

"I want you to fuck me, Master! Fuck me hard like you did Jessica! I need it... I need to be fucked like a whore."

Squeezing her hands over her tits, Scarlett bent her knees as Ian stepped forward and was gripping his shaft in one hand while holding the leash chain in the other. The chain links dangled, shiny but cold metal links she soon felt across her skin. He allowed the chain to fall between her breasts while pushing the head of his cock over her vulva lips. Scarlett gasped, moaning at this feeling. She pushed her breasts together, trapping the chain between her tits as he slowly pushed his cock inside of her. Jessica began to moan as she glanced over and now she had a moment to watch the action as their master was at work. Ian began to thrust his cock into Scarlett's cunt, now watching as she raised her legs and made an effort to arch them up over his shoulders.

"Ohhhhhhh, yeah... It's been so long since you last fucked me, hasn't it? You missed fucking me, didn't you Master?"

As always, Ian was quiet and didn't reply. Scarlett moaned, keeping her eyes locked up at his face. It didn't matter to her how much of a one sided conversation it was to have sex with him, he was her type of man at the end of the day. She shoved her legs up to his shoulders, keeping her hands over her breasts with the chain stuck between them. He made an effort to pull the chain between pumping his cock into her cunt, but it was of no use. Scarlett had successfully trapped the chain, smirking up at him and then giggling before she moaned.

"Ohhhhhhh, god yes... Mmmmmmmmm, that's it. Give me your cock, Master! Fuck me!!"

Finally, he pulled the chain with enough force that Scarlett got the hint and pulled her breasts apart. Yanking it again, he forced her to sit up as he began to thrust harder and faster. Her breasts jiggled and bounced from within her hands. Jessica raised an eyebrow, leaning over to watch the action and then move across Scarlett's body. It didn't matter to her that their master had not commanded her. Jessica wanted to repay the favor and play with Scarlett's cunt. As Ian thrust his cock inside of her, Jessica reached down with her right hand and playfully rubbed Scarlett's clit. Scarlett gasped, glancing down and then letting go of her breasts to roam her left hand fingers through Jessica's brunette hair, all while Ian was fucking her harder and faster.

"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhh yeah! OHHHHHHHHH, GOD YES!!"

Gasping her breath, Scarlett locked her eyes back up at his face. For a moment they made full eye contact and he could see that look of pleasure across her face with the chain dangling from her collar. Grunting out in pleasure, Ian hauled on Scarlett's chain, digging the collar into her neck as he forced her to sit up and forward. Jessica sensed the body movements and climbed off Scarlett, right as the man moved those slender legs away from his shoulders. Ian stepped back, pulling his cock out of Scarlett's pussy as he yanked the chain a third time ready to change positions

"Get up! Get up!! On the floor, now!"

It was the loudest he had screamed his voice all day. Ian directed Scarlett to get on all fours, pushing the palms of her hands and knees down into the cold surface of the checkered tile floor. He took one look at Jessica and snapped his fingers, pointing down on the floor where he wanted her down on her knees. Scarlett tried to glance beyond her left shoulder but from the might of how Ian pulled her chain, she was better off not moving her neck. She soon felt his cock pushing between her thighs, rubbing over het wetness before he slid it back into her juicy cunt.

"Ohhhh, yes! Fuck me, Master! Fuck me!!"

She screamed at him upon feeling inch after inch of his cock pumping into her cunt. Ian continued to jerk her chain with his right hand, keeping her head pushed up and forward. Scarlett closed her eyes, swallowing her breath while Jessica sat there on her knees watching. Eyes locked on the dangling chain in the air, Jessica's lower lip fell as she watched Master Ian fuck Scarlett like a whore on all fours. The chain links rattled, swaying in the air as her breasts began to bounce and jiggle from underneath. Scarlett took it like a champion, handling every inch of his long hard cock pounding into her cunt. Unlike Jessica, he didn't spank Scarlett, not even bothering touching her ass while locking his eyes on the action down below.

"OHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHHHHHH GOD!!"

Crying out in pleasure, Scarlett kept her head forward and didn't move it once, knowing that he was holding that chain tightly in his hand. She closed her eyes, embracing this feeling while Jessica watched in awe. The sound of their bodies smacking together filled through room louder than the call of the chain links swaying around from her collar back to the grasp of his hand. So far, so good, Scarlett was able to withstand his aggressiveness, taking every inch of his cock pumping in and out of her pussy. Jessica was now sitting back watching another woman get fucked the way he had previously done to her for the four days. Ian was like a beast, giving it to his beauty until Scarlett began to pant and cry out.

"OHHHH, OHHHHH, THAT'S... IT!!!"

Gasping aloud, Scarlett's eyes widened as the grip of Ian's hand loosened her chain. He slowed down, knowing that he had went hard and fast enough to push her into a climax. With the final thrusts, Scarlett began to whimper and cry as she lowered her head. Ian didn't yank the chain this time as she reached her climax.

"OHHHHHHHHHH MASTERRRRRRR!!"

The sight of Scarlett having such a powerful orgasm had sent shock waves through Jessica, almost giving her goosebumps. Her cries were so loud, they echoed through the distance. Like clockwork, Ian was quick to pull out and watch as Scarlett's juices flooded and trickled down her thighs. She squirted with such force, it left a pond of love nectar down on the floor below. Still holding her chain, he didn't yank it as he gave her a bit of time to recover from her orgasm. Ian set his eyes down on Jessica and snapped his fingers at her.

"Help her up and get ready for me to cum all over both of you filthy whores."

Jessica nodded.

"Yes Master!"

Quick to reply, she moved to Scarlett who was crawling forward with enough room on her chain. Scarlett needed a moment, but once she had risen on her knees and sat down, she moved towards Jessica. Each woman brushed shoulders together as Ian stood in front of them. Like before, Scarlett was on his left hand side and Jessica to the right. Knowing the way he liked to finish a threesome, Scarlett silent shoved her face up against Jessica's. The chain dangled from one hand while he used his other hand to grab his cock and aim forward while slowly wanking. Scarlett rubbed the right side of her face up against Jessica's left cheek. Both of them gazed forward, knowing that he was about to blow a load and splatter his cum over their faces.

"Cum for me, Master! I wanna feel your-"

Jessica's voice was cut off by Scarlett's louder calling.

"Give me that cum, Master! All over my face! It would be an honor for you to cum all over my face and remind me what a nasty whore I am!!"

Jessica figured she wouldn't have to wait for long. The other day, Ian had blasted her face enough cum that it made her question previous men she had affairs with and how much of a load she could work out of them. Scarlett's big blue eyes continued to gaze back at him while the chain dangled from her collar. Ian's face scrunched up, as that was the only hint each woman had to know he was about to plaster them in his seed. Gritting his teeth together and grunting, Ian began to groan and growl loudly as he felt his cum blast out of his cock.

"FUCK!! OHHHHHHHHH, FUCK!!"

For once, he was the one screaming loud enough to echo down the hall, all at the feeling of the intiail burst of his cum flying out of his cock. Ian watched as it splattered across Scarlett's forehead and Jessica's nose. Another thick string of cum came out, slathering across Jessica's left eye and up her temple. It was followed by a wad that went into Scarlett's right cheek. She moaned at the feeling of his warm, sticky seed drenching her face. The girls kept their faces pushed together, making it easier for him to give them both an equal amount of cum. Jessica began to slowly open her eyes, blinking at the strand of cum in her left eyebrow. She could feel a droplet land on the left side of her nose and that was when Scarlett moved her face away.

“Mmmmmmm, I worked hard for this cum.”

Scarlett licked her lips upon speaking as she could hear Ian exhaling and trying to catch his breath. He was spent, his load depleted and splattered across their faces. She gazed up at him as the cum dripped down her face. He had let go of his cock and the chain from his other hand. Scarlett didn’t hesitate to move forward, grab his limp dick and them shove it between her lips. She bobbed her head up and down for a moment, devouring his shaft one final time while milking the last drops of cum into her mouth. Upon pulling his cock from her mouth, she turned her head and set her sights on Jessica’s cum covered face. Ian didn’t utter a word. He knew what he was about to witness from the moment Scarlett moved her hands to Jessica’s face. The two actresses locked eyes for a moment before Scarlett moved in.

Their lips met for a passionate kiss with Scarlett shoving the cum into Jessica’s mouth to give her a taste. Jessica moaned into Scarlett’s mouth, trading short kisses before pulling away. While Ian caught his breath and recovered from such a mighty orgasm, he watched the sight of his two slutty slave girls trading kisses back and forth. When Jessica broke the last kiss, Scarlett lapped her tongue to collect the cum drenched across her face. It was then Jessica’s turn to repeat the action, collecting up the strands of cum splattered across Scarlett’s pale skin. Together, they cleaned each other by lips and tongue. Once their faces were clean, Ian stood there to see Jessica and Scarlett lock lips again. They kissed while gurgling the cum between their lips, pulling back to allow a string of it to drip from each other’s mouths before slurping it back up.

Loud slobbering noises were only broken in silence by Scarlett’s muffled moans. She leaned her head down for Jessica to hover her mouth over hers and part her lips. The cum fell from one woman’s mouth to the other. Ian was surprised to see Jessica lay her head back and Scarlett repeat the motion. Their cum swapping continued between locking lips for another series of kisses until every last drop was back in Scarlett’s mouth. It was onto her to swallow his entire load and that she did. With her big blue eyes locked up at him, she opened her mouth to reveal to Ian all of his seed in a puddle across her tongue. She then closed her lips and loudly swallowed it down, winking at him before Jessica’s big brown hues gazed up at him with an expression of wonder. For once, the man cracked a small grin across his lips. That was the least he could do without complimenting his obedient whores for a job well done.

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6 MONTHS LATER

A yellow ribbon had been cut with rounds of applause from several people clapping their hands at the grand opening of Jessica Alba’s new company. The actress herself had been the one with the honor upon herself to cut the ribbon with a pair of scissors. Her husband was behind her, clapping while she stood next to her business associates on that happy day. The building was now corporate headquarters and a celebrating was quick to begin as the company was ready to start manufacturing consumer products and pushing into markets. There were many people Jessica had to thank for giving her this opportunity to do something else under her name outside of acting and modelling. Though a heavy investor, Ian White was not invited for that day’s grand celebration.

After her time spent at his estate, the long sweaty days of fucking back in his dungeon, Jessica couldn’t forget about the man. He did keep his wonder and further invested more to aid her in the company. It was onto her for paying him back, though Jessica did not want to give him a share of the company whatsoever. It was hard to tell the man ‘no’ to his face, but she did that a few months ago. By now she had come to expect that same stern, cold and emotionless look across his face. It was almost a relief for him not to utter a word in protest when she turned down his offer. Ian took it with a nod, not pushing it any further. Instead, he offered Jessica a second deal off hand. If she wanted to get a new agent in Hollywood, he would reserve her name down for Ian White Pictures.

Thanks but no thanks. That’s what she wanted to tell him, but instead Jessica opted and simply told the man that she would think about it. He had given her much more to think about besides the investments in her company. Given how cold and calculating he was, Jessica didn’t ever admit to Ian how much she enjoyed playing his submissive whore down in the dungeon. It was two weeks that she had a grand old time, despite being away from her family and having to lie to her husband. An affair to remember, as she wouldn’t be forgetting any time soon. One morning alone in her office, Jessica took the time to pen a personal thank you letter to Ian. It was the least she could do to remind the man that she appreciated his contributions, all with her own penned signature on the dotted line.

She thought of calling up Scarlett and asking her to deliver the letter to Ian, as Jessica could only guess that she was spending more time over there at his mansion. After she had left those two weeks, Jessica did get together with Scarlett to discuss the kinky session they shared. It was clear to her that Scarlett had some feelings for that man. The affection was almost baffling to Jessica, as they both knew him as this figure that was almost devoid of human emotion. Jessica began to wonder to herself that perhaps Scarlett seen something in him more than just a shadowy man of power from behind the scenes. Whatever it was, she didn’t want to know. The conversations they shared were not like the ones Jessica had with another Hollywood companion who she shared wild affairs with. Upon last thought, she decided to mail the letter herself rather than letting Scarlett have a chance to read it.

THE END

[Runningrock]

Not my favourite genre but any story involving Scarlett and you it's great 

[VSM14]

I've waited all year to see if you would write something about Jessica Alba and you didn't disappoint.

I love these pairings you do with Scarlett. The one last year with Salma Hayek was brilliant and putting her with Penelope Cruz was smart. This was something else entirely. BDSM is not always my cup of tea but you surprised me with the whole swing set up for Jessica. The spanking was so fun. It's rumored she has a spank fetish, you played that up well.

Thank you for writing Jessica in a busy year. I know you're always busy working on other stuff, so I am grateful to get a story with her out of you this year.

[flawed_existence]

So Human Corrosion does get a sequel after all. The way that story ended, it was set up like it could be picked off from where it left off.

This feels like a Jessica story, but Scarlett stole the show towards the end. I loved the dirty talking in this one.

[Starfucks93]

Great story dude, I'd love to do that to ScarJo 

[Cadeauxxx]

Thanks for the kind words everyone, truly appreciate it.

I've waited all year to see if you would write something about Jessica Alba and you didn't disappoint.

I love these pairings you do with Scarlett. The one last year with Salma Hayek was brilliant and putting her with Penelope Cruz was smart. This was something else entirely. BDSM is not always my cup of tea but you surprised me with the whole swing set up for Jessica. The spanking was so fun. It's rumored she has a spank fetish, you played that up well.

Thank you for writing Jessica in a busy year. I know you're always busy working on other stuff, so I am grateful to get a story with her out of you this year.

Yeah, I've seen some pretty funny animated gifs about spanking Jessica.

Normally, this type of male dominance with BDSM is not my cup of tea. But the ideas were inspired by my readers. I wanted to do a sequel to Human Corrosion after going back and rereading it. It had a decent scenario for experimenting with something like a sex swing, which is the only reason I wanted to write this. I threw in Scarlett as a bonus for everyone, but Jessica was my main focus.

[diamond_luv]

I. Loved. This.

Omg, you actually pulled off an amazing BDSM scenario. You deserve some credit cause I know how much you don't like writing this kind of stuff.

I loved the sex swing, that was interesting. The best part was Jessica talking all dirty to her Master and he still delivered that epic spanking she wanted. 

Let's see, Human Corrosion, Human Emotion, maybe Human Bondage as a prequel? I love this entire set up and there's so much more you can do with it. Human Corrosion you mentioned Ian having a harem, and in this story he's moved past that and is trying his hardest to muster some form of emotion towards Scarlett. Ian White is one of your best male protagonists. He feels real, like some wicked man stuck in the shadows with a history of doing dirty deeds.