(After her riotous interview with Matron and the Master of the Temple in Part 2, Sarah has been sentenced to isolation for three days. Matron has to deal with the Master’s newfound sexual attraction for her, while the Master has to get Matron and Sarah on board to plan for Colonel Robson’s defection.)

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Sarah sat on the bunk in the isolation cell and sighed. 36 hours had passed, and she was bored stiff! No company, awful food, nothing to read, nothing to do. There was a TV screen on the wall, and at first Sarah had grabbed the remote eagerly. However, Matron had caused all channels to show only loops of the Master's aide pounding Sarah's ass and the Master stuffing his cock down Sarah's throat. Every channel! Sarah watched this loop at least a dozen times. She needed to feel something! Anything! The sensory deprivation of the cell was extreme! Sarah watched again as the aide fucked her. She was so slippery and wet on screen, he just pounded away without mercy, making her cry out with unbidden pleasure as his balls slammed against her ass. Without realizing it, Sarah's fingers found her pussy lips and began to stroke them gently. Imagining for a moment that it was Robson probing her cunt, she inserted her middle finger, triggering a rush of sensation. So slippery and wet already! Sarah moaned and rubbed her clit. On screen, she could see the Master shoving his enormous penis into her mouth. The sight of her struggling to get her lips around its head and watching the stream of pre-cum garnishing her cheek gave Sarah a charge as she continued to touch herself. Sarah focused on the images and sounds of the aide fucking her while she sucked Master's cock and soon she was nearing orgasm. She pushed three fingers into her swollen pussy, pinched her clit, thought of Robson's loving touch and was suddenly wracked with spasms of pleasure. Her moans brought the female guard to the door, who peered through the porthole and asked if she was OK. Sarah assured her all was well. As she slumped back on the bunk, Sarah wondered if the operation would still go ahead. Would she ever see Robson again? Sarah did not know, and hoped she would find out soon. Half an hour later, she was masturbating again.

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Matron tried desperately to suck her husband's penis but found the intense sensations of the Master pleasuring her pussy with his massive member made it difficult to concentrate on the blowjob at hand, so to speak. She, her husband, and the Master were all in his apartments, naked. Her husband sat on the couch; his legs spread. Matron was on all fours, trying to suck his cock, while the Master entered her doggy style. It was a classic spit-roast, and while Matron had ensured all the Temple Girls were prepared for such an encounter, she had never engaged in one herself. Matron latched on to her hubby's cock again, felt her boobs swing gently as the Master skillfully slid his penis in and out of her pussy. Matron sensed waves of incredible pleasure flowing from her hips up her spine and did her best to massage the Master's cock with her pussy muscles. It was pure heaven!

Matron's husband chuckled and gently directed his wife's mouth back onto his cock. Her oral pleasuring of him felt good, but better still was being able to watch and hear her being fucked from behind by her boss, this very handsome black man, the Master. Matron's husband could hardly wait to clean up her pussy once the Master had filled her with his sperm. But that would be a while. The Master was obviously not only the master of the Temple, but also a master of the art of love. He hoped the plowing of his wife would go on for some time yet.

Matron had been unwise enough to complain to her husband about being used sexually by the Master during Sarah's training session. Matron was the daughter of a Temple Girl but had never served as one. Her mother married a powerful Elder after her service (a not-unusual outcome for a Temple Girl), and so Matron had led a privileged life. She had married an Elder of the Fifth rank at 24, and now, twenty years later, her husband had ascended to the Third Rank, in an important finance portfolio. Matron had obtained her position through the patronage of her powerful father, but he had passed away and now Matron could only enlist the prestige of her husband to protect her.

She adored being Matron, and since she had no children, enjoyed role-playing mother to the Temple Girls. Plus, her position gave her the opportunity to seduce any girl she took a shine to, and she wasn't averse to letting one of the handsome young "trainers" fuck her during a training module for one of the girls. She had also sucked the dicks of previous Masters, but never slept with any. Her husband took little interest in her vocation and their sex life was dull. He did avail himself of the Temple on occasion, but this was something that any wife of an Elder had to put up with in Fantasia. Matron wondered about the wisdom of complaining to her husband, since the Master ranked above him, but decided to do so anyway.

"Lord," she said to her husband as he took a pre-dinner cocktail from their maidservant, "I have a serious matter to discuss. I did not want to bother you, but I feel we must address it."

"What may that be, most-favored wife?" he asked. "If, as I suspect, it relates to the Master taking you in the course of his duties, you may be wasting your time, I fear!"

Matron could not believe her ears! "You mean to say, he's told you about this? And you accept it!"

"My dear, let's be honest. The ancient rule of the Elders decrees that a higher-ranking Elder may take liberties with the wife of a lower order Elder should the needs of the state so dictate. I consider this to be one of those cases. I understand it was a matter of preparing an operative for a mission of great importance to our homeland. I was gratified that the Master took it upon himself to inform me of the circumstances." Matron's husband paused, took a sip from his drink, and gave her a coy look.

"The Master thinks most highly of you, dearest. I think he honors us both with his interest in your...future."

"So, you've made me his whore, is that it?" Matron fumed at her husband's lack of interest in her situation.

Her husband lifted an eyebrow. "Consider where you work, dearest. Let's not be unrealistic about the requirements." He paused and sipped his drink. "In any event, the Master has invited us over to his apartments this evening. We can discuss it further with him there if you wish. As it stands, please prepare, and we shall attend him soon."

Matron was in the subordinate position of all women in Fantasia, property of the senior male in the family. She had little choice at this point but to comply, so she went and dressed. Matron chose particularly revealing and enticing clothing, her intention being to excite the Master, yet deny him at the same time. Her chosen outfit, which accentuated her firm breasts and fabulous ass, would do the trick, she thought. Little did she realize that her husband was about to become her pimp.

Matron's husband had raised holy hell with the Master over the abuse of his wife in fact. He had even threatened to take the matter to the Council of Elders for resolution. The Master wanted to avoid this at all costs and had conciliated the angry husband. This had been Matron's husband's intention all along. A deal was struck: The Master would support the husband's rise to the Second Order of the Elders and a more responsible position in the hierarchy. In return, the husband would facilitate sexual encounters between Matron and the Master. Moreover, he was free to join in, should he wish. Matron's husband's interest in his wife's sexuality peaked now that a powerful Second Order Elder wanted to have sex with her. This made him horny as hell. He lusted for the chance to be a cuckold, to watch his wife take the cock of a powerful man, and perhaps even join in the fun himself.

On arrival at the Master's apartments, they had all settled in on the couch and enjoyed a few drinks. The Master apologized to Matron for his misbehavior and hoped she would forgive his forwardness. The Matron, knowing her new role, accepted graciously, and suggested they seal the bargain with a kiss. The Master sat beside her, and they began to kiss gently, in full view of her husband. This soon progressed to tongue play, and the Master let his hands roam over her lovely high breasts. Matron waited for her husband to object but in vain! Matron's husband just sat there, enjoying his drink, taking in the view, admiring the contrast between the Master’s dark shade and his wife’s alabaster skin. Soon his wife's tits were exposed, the Master planting gentle kisses on her nipples and caressing the full flesh with his hands. Matron's hands wandered down to open the Masters silk robe. He wore nothing beneath, and Matron, having parted his robe began to stroke his rapidly hardening dick with her lily-white hands.

“Fuck it,” she thought. “My husband has given me over to the Master. I may as well submit and enjoy myself.” And so she did!

Matron's husband crossed over to his wife and began to undress her. As he peeled off her dress and bra, her held her breasts in his hands, gently rubbing the nipples that stood proud at the end.

'My god, but she is lovely!' he thought as he watched the Master beginning to massage his wife's pussy. He held her breasts out for the attention of the Master's lips and felt his lust building as the Master sucked and licked his wife's nipples, eliciting soft moans from her.

"Suck his dick," he whispered in his wife's ear. "I want to see you take that huge cock in your mouth!"

His wife turned and kissed him, flicking her tongue into his mouth.

"Take off your clothes, dearest. I'll pleasure Master if you like, but I want to suck yours while you watch him take me. You can lick me while I honor him with my lips, if you wish."

Matron's husband shed his clothes. The Master sat on the couch and Matron began to fondle his cock, licking the streaming precum from its tip. She got on all fours before him and began working his cock, eliciting moans as she sucked. Matron's husband slipped in underneath her and began licking up the juice dripping from her rosy cunt. Matron began moaned in between slurping on Master's penis as her husband licked her pussy and sucked her clit. He could see her tits swaying as she bobbed her head up and down on Master's cock. This symphony of pleasure went on for some time, till at length the Master pushed her head away and rose from the couch. He moved to stand behind Matron, taking in the view of her lovely ass, listening to her making love noises as her husband sucked and fingered her pussy. His cock was hard, his need was great, and he decided the time had arrived to take his prize and show his dominance.

“It is time to seal the deal,” he said. “You pledged yourself and your wife to my service, and now I redeem that pledge.” The Master stood there, his erect cock beckoning. Matron’s husband knew what to do.

He moved out from under Matron’s hips and knelt beside her. He spread her cheeks with his hands, displaying her rosy asshole and sopping pink pussy. As the Master moved closer, her husband closed his lips around Master’s cock, gave a brief suck, then released. The Master nodded his head, acknowledging this symbolic act of submission. Her husband then grasped the Master’s enormous member and guided it into his wife’s pussy. The Master grunted in approval, and then slid further into her cunt, perhaps halfway, and began a gentle, rhythmic stroking.

Matron reacted immediately with soft moans and clenched the Master’s penis with her pussy muscles, heightening both their pleasure. The Master continued to penetrate her with soft, gentle strokes, and her moans intensified. Her husband sat again on the couch and pulled his wife’s head over to his lap to draw her lips down over his puny, hard cock. She began to suck him with abandon, taking in his petite five inches easily. Her husband felt his release coming on, not so much from his wife’s efforts, but from the excitement of watching the Master fuck her. He could hardly wait to lap the Master’s seed as it dripped from his wife’s swollen pussy. The thought drove him almost mad with lust.

The Master increased the depth of his strokes, as well as their speed, and her husband heard the slap of flesh as the Master slammed his meat full depth into Matron’s silky cunt. Matron was crazed with pleasure, moaning, and grunting in unison with the Master’s strokes, and her husband began to tweak her nipples as she sucked him. His own release came upon him, and he shot pulses of hot cum down her throat, almost gagging her as she cried out with ecstasy derived from the Master’s cock slamming into her swollen cunt. Matron also started her journey to orgasm, wracked with spasms of joy, letting her husband’s cum dribble out of her mouth as she released her lips from his softening member, the better to cry out her joy as the Master fucked her full force. She came in shuddering waves, yet the Master continued to fuck her furiously, relentlessly, sheathing his enormous dick in her sensitive pussy. She could feel his dick growing as he neared completion, and she clamped her pussy muscles.

Matron’s husband, seeing the culmination of their fucking was near, slid off the couch and lay on his back between his wife’s legs, so he could see the Master’s ebony rod slamming in and out of his wife’s pink pussy. The Master shuddered and pushed his entire length into Matron’s cunt and began grunting as he shot load after load of hot cum into her pussy. Matron cried out in delirium as she took the Master’s seed, and her husband could not help but reach up and caress the dusky balls that were delivering such pleasure to his wife.

After a final shudder, the Master withdrew his softening, yet still enormous, penis from Matron’s cunt. White creamy cum began to drip out, and her husband pushed his face up into her pussy to lick up every delicious drop with his tongue. Matron, feeling her husband licking her cunt, pushed her bum down, forcing him down onto the floor on his back, and she ground her sensitive pussy lips into his face.

“Suck up all the dregs, you servile pimp!” she said. “Taste what your bargain has brought you.”

He shivered at the abuse, thrilled at being punished for prostituting his wife to his superior. He lapped up the liquor of pussy juice and cum until he was choking on it. Matron ground her pussy into his face for one final time, then rose. Donning one of the robes that a servant had brought out discretely, she sat on the couch beside the Master, who was similarly attired. Her husband rose, donned a robe, and sat on a chair opposite the couple.

“Thus, we have sealed the bargain between us,” said the Master to Matron’s husband. “You and Matron are pledged to my service; in any manner, at any time I choose! In return, your rise is assured through my influence and good offices.”

Turning to Matron, he said, “We have a great enterprise to undertake, you and me. We must secure Sarah’s cooperation in this affair with Robson. Effecting his defection will bring us great credit with the Council of Elders, and will allow me to advance your husband’s case, thus securing your future. Can you pledge me now that you will deliver Sarah as required, that you will convince her to undertake this sacred task?

“Yes, Master, I do swear it. She will bend to your will, as do we both.” Matron smiled, thinking of what fun it would be to trick Sarah into taking on the Robson mission, only to betray her later. She could hardly wait!

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The three days of isolation were up, and Sarah’s cell door opened. She had only just stopped masturbating for the tenth time. Looking up, she saw Matron at the doorway, smiling at her.

“Come on out, my dear,” she said. “Great things await us both!”

(Stay tuned for Part 4)