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Master darius' Dungeon.........
I could feel myself slowly waking from a heavy, dream filled sleep, my limbs felt heavy, my mouth dry. I wanted to reach out for the glass of water that I always had on the bedside table, however I could not seem to lift my arm. Ah well, I would just lay and enjoy the memories of my evening with my lover. We had spent a lovely day in York, followed by dinner in a romantic Italian Restaurant in the Shambles, then.... and then what?
I vaguely recall leaving the premises, held close to his gorgeous body, whispering to each other of our secret fantasies, the ones we had shared so often in words, but had never had the chance to take further. I could not however, recall getting back to our hotel, a rambling old building to the rear of the Cathedral, where he had booked us a room under the name of 'Smith', not original, but we were amused by it. My mind was wandering, I again tried to reach out to get the glass of water, but this time I realised it was not tiredness, I simply could not move my arm, it was already outstretched, but not able to move in any direction. I wriggled my fingers, they responded, so I knew that it was not 'me' that the problem was with. I was waking faster this time to a dark shadowy room.
Strangely, despite being scared of the dark normally I did not feel unsafe, I knew he would not have left me alone anywhere frightening. However, I still needed to resolve the little issue of why I could not move my arm. I tried to use my other hand to find out what was holding it, but apart from a slight 'give' that too was held out from my body. A faint shiver of apprehension went through me. How well did I know him? I thought we knew each other intimately, but what was going on?
No sooner had I thought this than I felt a hand stroke my hair, and I recognised his touch, I could feel his breathe on my face as he leaned over to kiss me, I responded with every fibre of my being, he is my soul mate.
"Relax darling, this is all for you" he whispered to me. I smiled in the darkness, I knew that I was safe, I trusted him totally, however, a shiver ran through my body, half excitement, half nervousness.
"Remember your safe word" he asked
"Yes" I barely heard myself reply, I was already responding to something that I knew nothing of. What was going to happen next? I just knew that I only had to say the word we had agreed on, but never had to use and he would stop whatever we were doing, and hold me in his arms to reassure me of his love for me, and my safety.
"Then we will begin darling. You will have to just do exactly as I tell you and nothing I do not give you permission to do and this will be heaven for you, if you disobey me however, you will be punished. Do you understand?"
"Yes" I replied again, unable to come up with anything more eloquent, I was so surprised and starting to become so aroused. He certainly was my ideal lover, he matched me in every way, from libido to imagination and all that packaged in such a lovely body.
I felt the cover stripped away from my body and his hands run down my face, across my breasts, stroking each nipple and barely allowing them time to respond before tracing a line down my stomach, over my hip. I squirmed towards his hand, eager for the contact with my naked pussy. I felt the contact break from my skin, and before I had time to say a word, felt a stinging across my thighs, "Ouch" I exclaimed.
"I didn't tell you that you could move darling, in fact I told you to do nothing without my permission. Do you remember now?"
"But...." Again the stinging across my skin, this time across my hips. It was a mix of both pain and pleasure, bringing every nerve ending alive.
"No questions, you will just do as you are asked, when you are asked. Do you understand?"
I nodded in the darkness. "Yes Master" I answered, hoping that he could not hear the arousal in my voice. I really did not want him to stop the punishment, as that in itself would be torture to me.
I felt lips on my skin, brushing lightly over the areas that only moments before had stung, his lips felt so good on the heat of my skin, I wanted to push myself against him, but thought I might be punished. I needed to find out more about this little scenario he had planned for me, for us first.
His hands were stroking my leg and at the same time easing it out to the edge of the bed. I felt the cuff slip around my ankle and could tell that it was being buckled into place. This was soon followed by the loss of contact as he stood up and moved to the other side of me. This time, anxious for his touch I moved my leg towards him. Again the sting, this time on my belly, I realise that I have not been asked to move my leg. I pull it back, fast. Again the sting, sharp and delicious, sending spasms of pleasure through me. "Stop! I will tell you when to move, until then you just let me move you, do not resist, just relax and trust me"
Helpless, I simply nodded. I realised that my eyes were beginning to become adjusted to the darkness and as he was fixing my second ankle to the frame I could see that there are other shapes in the room. I am sure I can make out at least two other people. Omigod! My instinct normally would be to cover myself, hide my breasts and pussy, but of course I was now restricted. He must have heard my sharp intake of breathe and realised that I had seen them, was I just imagining this? Surely he had not arranged all this, just because it was in my fantasy stories to him?
I moved my head slowly, trying to assess just where we were, but did not want to do so too obviously, I needed a moment to adjust to this situation. I wanted this, didn't I? Yet, despite it being from my fantasy it made me feel very vulnerable. I could feel him stroking my legs, caressing my inner thighs, fingers trailing across my vulva, sending shivers of excitement through me, I knew that I was wet, I did not realise how much until I then felt his fingers at my lips, slippery with my juices. I pull my head away, not sure that I want to taste myself. I knew that this would result in punishment and I raised up to meet it, moving my body so that when the next stroke comes it curls between my legs, over my pussy lips. I could feel the blood rushing even more quickly to this most sensitive part of my body as I again raised my hips to receive another blow. Instead it came across my breasts, both nipples feeling the light stinging sensation as he brought down the whip. I writhe again, it is so lovely, how have I never understood this before. I want more, but know I must not ask, or he may stop altogether.
Leaning forward again he kissed me deeply, and as I respond I realised I could taste myself on his lips and tongue. He must have tasted what I had tried to refuse. As always he had bent me to his will. "If you are ready, now we will begin" I didn't want him to stop kissing me, but was also anxious to see what other delights he had prepared for me. I felt him again move from the bed, and suddenly the frame moved, I was being pulled upright... it is then that I realised that it was not a bed that I was on at all, but a frame of some sort, and that I was now being raised up to my feet, arms and legs akimbo, totally opened and exposed to him, and to whoever he had invited into the room with us.
As I was adjusted into place, one of the shapes moved across the room, and slowly the light comes up, in what appeared to be more a cellar of an old building, almost a dungeon, with various things attached to the wall, things that as yet I was not willing to think too much about. it became brighter but not exactly light, enough so I could make out my surroundings and the detail of who was with me.
The first thing I noticed is that there are definitely four of us in the room, my Master, me, another man, and another woman. I recognised the girl as being the one I had met in Ireland, Megan, and the guy I knew I had not seen before. I looked more closely, he was of medium height, medium build, brown hair, and warm brown eyes, he was clearly taking his lead from my Master as he did not move towards either me or Megan until you indicated that he could approach. I caught Megans eye, and she smiled at me, she looked like she was ready to enjoy this, and having had her make love to me before I felt sure that I had at least two 'safe' people in the room with me. I could relax a little more and just go with the flow of what my lover had planned.
As the three of them moved in closer to me, I felt shivers of excitement run through me, I had been put in the perfect place, in every sense of the word. My sense of adventure had often been tempered by my upbringing and the conflicting needs to 'be a nice girl' and my burgeoning sexuality. Here I could let go of the responsibility for my actions, place them in safe hands. That was such an arousing thought.
I looked around the space again, there was a fire burning brightly in the corner, throwing out warm lights as well as some heat. Wall fittings threw out the remainder of the soft light, leaving shadowy corners that I could not see into. I thought I could detect something in the corner, but before I could focus on it, my Masters voice brought me back to the immediate presence of the two others in the room.
"Megan you know already, and will get to know much better before this night is over" he said. I look across at Megan and she again smiled at me, her eyes dancing with pleasure. She stood naked other than her high heels, which gave her legs a deliciously long line that I envied, she was toned and stunning, with small high breasts but the most lovely large nipples that I looked forward to becoming reacquainted with. It had been some months since our encounter in Ireland, my first and only lesbian experience. She reached over, tangled her fingers through my short blonde hair and kissed me, tongue entwining with mine. It was a loving, sensual kiss, and I heard my Master take a gasp of air in. He had only heard of Megan from me, he had not seen us together. Perhaps I was not as helpless in this situation as he might believe. I turned my eyes to him, I could see his already impressive erection seem to grow as he watched. Oh yes, this pleasure is most definitely going to be shared. I could see he was not even aware of us as individuals, more engrossed in the overall sight before him. I pulled my head back a little, he would be able to see as our tongues tangled. She bit on my lower lip, I loved that sensation.
"Stop" he said suddenly, and I could detect a definite huskiness to his voice. It made me smile, and I sought to keep the kiss going a little longer, although Megan had immediately started to withdraw. I smiled at my victory, and I saw his right hand come up, holding a slender whip made of the finest cords, he too had a smile in his eyes, as he trailed the end across my breasts, making my nipples stand out proud. We were of the same height now because of the frame I was on, and as he stood close I could breathe in his air. "I love you Master" I said, and he knew that I meant it with every fibre of my body. His smile broadened. The handle of the whip came down over my belly, tracing lazy circles that set my body alight with pure pleasure, my head fell back as I just absorbed this almost overwhelming sensation. Their appeared to be vibrations coming from the end and as it moved closer to my vulva, my whole body was shaking in anticipation and pleasure. Without warning though the vibrations were replaced with a gentle whipping across my mons, with some of the strands curling around my thigh and even onto my throbbing vulva. I could not hold back the waves of pleasure coursing through me and wanted to beg him for more, but I also knew that this was not yet part of the game we were embarking on.
He stepped backwards, indicating to the other male to move in front of me. "This is John, I will tell you how I want you to pleasure him, but you must give him no more than I allow. Do you understand?" We both nodded, and I looked deep into John's eyes, I could see no malice there, only barely concealed excitement. I was unafraid.
"We are going to pleasure you and in turn pleasure ourselves until such time as either you give us your safety word, or until we have finished with you" he continued. I again nodded, never had I been at such a loss for words, but it was as though my brain was trying to come to terms with such riches of stimulation that appeared to be about to be given to me.
At a look from you, Megan reached over to a small table and opened the drawer, I could catch glimpses of a variety of sex toys, and oils, but before I could properly see she produced a blindfold and my sight was quickly taken from me. It made me shiver with a moments fear, before I felt the touch that I knew to be my Master, on my face, it was gentle, loving even. I calmed myself, I needed to trust, and I did, it was just so alien to me.
I felt his hand on my breast, stroking, arousing the nipple into a tight bud, at the same time his lips came down on my other breast. Wait! How did I know that it was him? My instinct told me that it was his mouth, but what if it wasn't? Strangely, instead of being frightened, this aroused me even more. If it was another man suckling on my breast, then my Master had not only seen this, he was the instigator, he would be enjoying it too. I sensed movement behind me, and felt my shoulders being stroked, muscles loosened, the hands had to be Megan's they were smaller, the touch a little more delicate than I would have expected from a man. I could smell the aroma of the oil she was using and feel the warmth as she worked across my back, round my sides, fingers brushing my breasts, which were already being kissed. Omigod, I realised that I had two mouths on my breasts, the touch had been exchanged by lips, by tongues, each one appearing to mirror the other. Each man seemed to want to suckle from me, and my breasts ached to give them the milk that they craved. My nipples hardened and responded to the sensations I was experiencing, the small bites sending paroxysm of pleasure coursing through my body, I moaned with pleasure. I could not help myself.
Immediately the caress on my back ceased and I felt a lash across my ass, causing my hips to buck forward in automatic response. "Did I tell you to respond my slave?" Both mouths had been removed from my breasts and I craved their return, I knew I had to obey totally. "No, sorry Master, Sir" I responded. Instinctively I knew not to ask for the return of the stimulation that had been removed. I sensed, rather than heard movement from those around me, but could not work out who, where, why? My senses seemed to be attuned to nothing but what I could feel and see in this room, this place I was captive and being made a slave to my own and others pleasure. The very thought made me feel weak at the knees.
I could feel something stroking my back? Not a hand, I thought, but what was it travelling down my spine, sending tingles of anticipation through me? I wanted everything now, but could ask for nothing. Only seconds later, I felt fingers part my labia, opening me and caressing my wetness, light touches over my clitoris. I was a mixture of emotions, wanting more, but not knowing who it was that was providing me with the pleasure. Should I feel guilty if it was one of the two who were not my lover? No! This was my Masters plan, he must have known I could not help but be aroused, it was him that had instigated it. I let myself go, aware that if it were not him then he would be watching, hopefully equally aroused by what he had brought into reality. I was quivering with the knowing touch, my mind barely being able to absorb the sensations both in my cunt and down my spine. Omigod, I could feel my ass cheeks being parted. I had barely been able to register this when I felt what was clearly two tongues on my body, one circling my tight ass, and the other lapping at the juices that must surely be pouring from my pussy. I had never known such a sensation in my life, and I loved it.
"Enjoy it slave" I heard his voice demand, which made me start, this meant that neither tongue was his! He was standing in front of me? watching me being pleasured by both a man and a woman. Giving me permission to be aroused. The pressure increased on my clit, and a finger slipped easily into my soaking pussy, slowly entering and withdrawing. Then another joined it, two fingers pushing, writhing inside me, and all the time my ass was being licked and teased into arousal, a tongue pushing lightly against my ass, which made the muscles tighten in response. I felt what was clearly two sets of fingers dipping into my pussy, and being withdrawn, and then there it was again, the probing against my ass, gentle, but persistent, I wanted it, but I also knew that I wanted my Master to be the person that took me there first.
"Master, please, take my ass. I want you there, please darling". I begged. Immediately the probing fingers stopped and I again sensed movement in the room, all the time though my pussy was being taken to new levels of arousal. I was barely able to suppress the orgasm that was building inside me. My hips were bucking, and I felt hands holding me firmly at my hips, I felt a chest, male, behind me, and I heard my lover whisper in my ear. "Slave, I am going to take your ass, but I am not going to fuck you until you cum first. Do you understand?" I could barely nod, let alone speak, but clearly he heard me. Again the fingers pushed deep into my pussy, again I could sense there were two separate people exploring me. Warm breath on my lower back told me that somebody was probably on their knees behind me, and then again the probing at my ass, with slick fingers, my juices? "Relax darling, let me in" I heard him say. How could I relax? My body was being driven crazy, I wanted him so much, but my body was on overload of sensations.
Before I could try to respond, I felt warm lips meet mine, tongue flicking over my lower lip, seeking entrance to my mouth. I responded and as I did so my body relaxed, I was aware of the kiss, how could I not be, but more immediately my mind was focussed on the finger that had now pushed inside me, sending darts of pleasure through me. I gasped, partly with the surprise, but also because of the involuntary shudders that were wracking my pelvic area.
Suddenly the mask was removed, my eyes blinked at the sudden change from total darkness to light. I could see Megan only inches from my face and as she bet towards me to renew our kiss I saw that John was behind her, clearly fucking her slowly and languorously, yet watching what was going on in front of her whilst he did it. My Master was behind me, and I felt his delicious cock, slide between my ass cheeks, so hard, so slippery, seeking what we both wanted. He whispered in my ear "Are your ready for this darling? I want you so much" I groaned. Pulled away from Megan's seeking mouth, to reply. "Fuck my ass Master, please, I want you honey"
"You have to cum first though, I told you that before" With that I felt his delicious cock slide deep and hard into my pussy, his hands reaching round me and pinching at my nipples, his breathe hot on my skin as he bent to kiss and nip at my neck, one of my most sensitive erogenous zones. I could hold out no longer, the feel of his delicious cock inside me, fucking me hard, Megans mouth with her tongue exploring every inch of me, and the knowledge that she too was being fucked by John just tipped me over the edge and I felt the orgasm sweeping through my body. I was shaking with the intensity of it, and could tell that my lover could feel it too as I covered him, literally soaking his cock with my cum. Then before I could even think straight, the sensation changed, he had pulled out of my pussy, and his cock was now pushing at my ass, slowly but inexorably entering me, first just the head, and then out, then deeper, again withdrawing, then deeper again, a mixture of pain and pleasure like I had never felt before. I could hear him whispering words of love in my ear, telling me how good it felt. I could tell he was holding back, to give me the chance to stop if I wanted, but I needed him so much that I pushed back against him, taking all of him deep inside me, this seemed to be the signal he was waiting for and he too seemed to lose the level of control that he had been showing until then, he was fucking me hard and fast, his balls banging against my ass cheeks as I met him thrust for thrust. A second orgasm rushing through my body, unlike anything I had experienced before. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body, as I bucked against my lovers body, I could hear the change in his breathing, felt his hands tighten involuntarily as he too climaxed, sending hot semen deep inside me, holding me tight as he pushed against me, draining every drop into my willing body.
I felt myself droop against my restraints, but my lover was there, holding me, his cock still resting against me. I had lost all sense of time and space, I just felt.... felt everything, emotions, physical completion, and of course deep, deep love for this very special man.
As I slowly came down from the dizzy heights of the experience I was aware of Megan and John, who had also reached orgasm, and had turned to each other to hold and touch one another. It was both erotic and tender at the same time. I almost felt like I was the intruder in their space, but they soon turned at the sound of my Masters voice as he told them to assist him in making me comfortable.
In a short time I was again lying on the bed, but this time, I was having my wrists and ankles released. Megan and John then moved out of my site, as we lay side by side, the length of my Masters body against mine as he held me close, each stroking the other, whispering words of love between our kisses.
I felt the bed shift slightly and hands on my waist, and grudgingly turned slightly to find that John was there beside me, Megan on the other side of the bed next to my Master, they had brought warm water and soft natural sponges to clean us up after our encounter. Whilst I was being looked after by John, who gently washed me down, I could see that Megan was there doing the same for my Master. I could see that she was excited by this and that she wanted to experience him too. I felt the tug of jealousy inside, he was my lover, not hers. However, I realised that this was selfish of me, that if he could do this for me, he would not have picked people to join this adventure that he did not think were attractive so I knew that I should not, could not deny either of them. I had to be confident in his love for me, to trust that I would be the one he wanted ultimately, and that these others were merely bit players in this game of ours. In fact, I needed to show that I was a willing participant, that this was a shared experience for us both.
Rising to my knees, ass towards John, who continued with his ministrations, which seemed to be increasingly sexual, where previously they had been merely considerate. I leaned over and kissed Megan, aware of my Master watching, aware too of her continued attention to his cock. I caressed her breasts, rubbed my nipples against hers and felt them harden. I glanced down to see his eyes transfixed at the sight, and his cock starting to rise once again. I smiled. Who was in control now, I wondered.
He started to rise up, but with a hand, I pushed him gently back down on the bed, leaned over to Megan and whispered. "Kiss him honey". She looked up to check that my eyes gave the same message as my words. They did.
As she bent to kiss him, I bent down over his delicious cock and began to suck and fondle him into full hardness once more. I don't know what he was thinking, but his body was most certainly responding to the touches of our mouths on him. I enjoyed the feel of the head of his cock as my tongue caressed and teased, the jerking as I made contact with the sensitive nerve endings and the increasing swelling in my mouth as I sought to take all of him into my mouth and throat.
My pussy was tingling again, a combination of my Masters cock in my mouth, and Johns fingers which seemed to be eagerly exploring every nook and cranny of my cunt. I moved away from Megans mouth, and whispered again into her ear, she looked surprised at my words, but complied and straddled my Masters hips as I had requested. I bent forward kissed him deeply, and received a response that alleviated all my niggling fears. I told him how much I loved him, although surely he knew that by now, and then took his delicious cock in my hand and moved it to the entrance of Megans vagina, and held him as she lowered herself onto him. I heard him groan, with pleasure? Surprise? I don't know, but he did not pull away so I assumed he was happy enough with the situation.
I then moved further up the bed and straddled his face, offering him my pussy, while at the same time, Megan reached out to John and took him in her hand, whilst at the same time continued fucking my lover, lifting herself up and down over his gorgeous cock. As John moved closer to us, Megan and I reached as one, our tongues reaching out to him, and he felt a mixture of hands and mouths roaming over his cock and balls.
My Masters tongue was exploring my pussy, pushing inside me, fingers spreading me open so he could nuzzle in even closer. Megan's tongue was flicking over mine as we met over the shared cock in our reach, my breasts were being squeezed and massaged by one of John's hands and one of Megan's. I could tell she was really getting off on this, and it pleased me that my lover had made her feel so good. The sensations in my pussy were getting more intense and I could feel yet another orgasm hitting me hard and fast, and he seemed to be aware of this as his tongue darted in and out of my cunt and over my clit. Megan too could tell by the urgency in my movements, and she increased the rocking on my lovers cock as a shuddering orgasm hit her too. This must have transmitted itself to him and he suddenly moved his hands down to lift her from his body, leaving his cock free to spurt cum up and over our stomachs and breasts with a groan of pleasure emerging from his throat. John too was almost there and with a final jerk of his cock he too ejaculated up into her face and across my throat.
Our lovers seemed spent for a moment, but I was eager to taste my lovers cum, so I ran my hands over Megans body, collecting the precious, silky juices onto my fingers and slid them into my mouth, relishing the feel of him on my tongue. She too did the same thing with Johns cum and almost as one we leaned over to our respective lover and kissed them. I felt my lovers arms come around me and bring me in close as we shared the taste of him and the kiss that confirmed our feelings for one another. We lay there for a short while, just holding and touching one another.
"Happy lover?" he asked?
"Very. Are you?" I responded quietly.
"Of course. Have you had enough yet?" he asked looking down into my eyes.
"Of you? Never!" I replied with a laugh.
"In that case, we can continue" he said.
I knew that there was a limit to the times that we could repeat this, but was sure that if my Master was saying this he clearly had more in mind. I gave him a questioning look and he gave me a challenging look. "I want to watch you being my slut, I want you to fuck Megan with your mouth, will you do that for me?"
With no hesitation, I leaned over, kissed him and then pulled Megan towards me, gently laying her on her back and parting her creamy thighs, positioning myself on my knees in front of her, I leaned up and stroked her hair from her face, placed little kisses down her face, and neck. I could see the two men arranging themselves on the bed either side of us, watching every move. John took hold of her hands and moved them in a loose grasp above her head, keeping her in place for me to play with as I wished. She was unresisting. John leaned down and kissed her as my mouth moved down to her belly, I raised my ass up, knowing that my Master would be unable to resist at least stroking me, but to my surprise I felt him reach under my body and start to pinch at my nipple, arousing it to hardness again. Then, even before I could taste Megans skin he had attached nipple clamps in place, the tightening of them sending shivers of both pain and pleasure through my body. This was intensified as my Master switched them on, sending currents darting through my breasts, the sensations were amazing.
My mouth reached hungrily for Megan's sweet, wet pussy, and my tongue traced a line down the folds and felt them swell and open to greet my mouth. I heard her moan as I flicked my tongue over her clitoris. At the same time, I felt my Masters fingers playing across my ass and slide down to find my waiting pussy, his fingers slicked across my wetness, as he stroked me. I could hear him sending words of encouragement, telling me to concentrate on pleasuring Megan whilst he 'looked after' me.
I needed no further encouragement and hungrily caressed her body, knowing the my Master was both watching and pleasuring me at the same time. It was an almost unbearable thrill to me. The more I lapped at her, the more intense the pressure from his fingers became, it was not clear even to me who was setting the pace of my mouth, was it me, or was I taking my lead from my lovers touch? Did it really matter? I was again becoming so wet and slippery, and I could hear the sound of his fingers as they plunged and writhed inside my body.
Suddenly, there was a whole new dimension added as my pussy was opened by his fingers and he pushed what had to be my rabbit vibrator deep inside me and at the same time switching it on both vibrate and swirl mode. He was working it as he would his cock and the sense of being both fucked by him and the fact that I could see the pleasure in his eyes as they watched me working on Megan's pussy was enough to send me hurtling towards my next orgasm.
"That's it darling, let me see you cum" I heard him say. I needed no more, and as I bucked and writhed against the toy, stimulating my pussy and clit as he pumped it inside me, I could feel the urgency in Megan's pussy and knew that she too was on the point of climax. I nibbled and sucked more urgently, tasting the unique flavour that was Megan. My nipples screamed there message through to my brain, and I had to just let the pleasure ride through my body, wave after wave of pure pleasure. As I thought I could take no more, I felt my ass being probed by yet another toy, what could only be the 'beads' that were a new toy that we had seen before, but never tried. I gasped as they were pushed inside me and then slowly withdrawn, only to be pushed back in, those flexible beads being wriggled around in a way that I could never have contemplated enjoying but which I was loving. My orgasm ripped through me with such intensity that the contractions of my muscles forced the toys in both my ass and pussy to be pushed out from my body and my throat let rip my groans of pleasure that vibrated against Megan's pussy. I felt her buck up against my mouth, and held her fast with my mouth. I looked up to see her now taking John in her mouth, sucking his erection frantically as he fed it into her waiting lips.
I lifted my head, wanting to watch, but also wanting my lover joined with my body too. I glanced round, and received a stinging slap to my ass. "Did I tell you to stop lover?" He whispered into my ear, as he leaned over me. At the same time he was doing this he was slipping his hard cock into my pussy, fucking me once more, so much more perfect than any toy. I didn't want him to stop, and realised that he would be able to watch Megan's action on her lover, whilst also being able to see my mouth working her pussy, it was clearly arousing him. I pushed my ass back onto his cock to get the maximum penetration and again he slapped my ass with his hand "You are enjoying this aren't you my lovely slut? Licking her cunt, while I fuck your pussy. You are such a greedy girl" I tried to nod, but could barely control my feverishly quaking body. Instead I leaned over and grabbed the vibrator and pushed it into her cunt, letting her set the rhythm as she eagerly sought her climax. She let out a groan as John ejaculated into her mouth, his sticky semen spilling over her lips as she gulped him down. It was an incredibly erotic sight but I wanted my lover not her, my back arched up to my Master, and I could not help but pull away from Megan, I no longer wanted or needed them. They seemed to sense this too and with a brief kiss Megan slipped from the bed, and she and John simply left.
The atmosphere seemed to change, it became more loving, less raw and that was perfect. He kept on fucking my pussy from behind, but his hands were stroking my body, releasing the nipple clips which allowed the blood to rush back to my extremities.
He pulled his cock out of me, rolled me towards him and kissed me, laying me back on the bed, and entered me again. I wrapped my legs around his waist and drew him deep inside me, holding him, stroking his body as we made love slowly and tenderly this time. We spent time to touch, stroke and sooth as we slowly built the pleasure within us to the point where we could hold back no longer and as he felt me cum this time his orgasm met mine and we held one another close. I could feel his heart beating hard against my breast and I was sure he too could feel mine, as I slid down the bed to gently lick clean the cock that had provided me with so much pleasure. When I had done he pulled me up the bed to lie beside him, bodies touching at every point, quietly coming back to reality. I smiled up at him, wanting to say thank you, but not sure of how to put it into words all he had done for me. I tried, but he just gave a little laugh, put his fingers to my lips and stood up from the bed. "I have one last gift for you, for us really" he said as he walked over to the machine that I had only vaguely sensed earlier in the evening. Pressing a button, out popped the dvd that had been recording our adventures. "When I have edited this it is ours to enjoy as often as we like" he smiled. I just felt that I was the luckiest woman in the world.. and I am!
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Jades Submission / Darius' Pleasure
She woke slowly drifting in and out of sleep. She opened her eyes slowly and wondered where she was at for a moment. She was on her back and realized she could not move her limbs . She had been so exhausted. He bound her and she never even roused from sleep. She heard her name and she blinked at him her eyes still trying to focus.
“I have plans for you slut,” he said pacing back and forth at the end of the bed. “You will tell me what I want to hear before I am finished with you.”
She glared at him in defiance now fully awake, realizing that he looked frustrated.
“I do not know know what you want me to say sir, I don't know what you want to hear,” she said her voice barely above a whisper.
“You will slut.”
He sounded pissed. She had heard this tone of voice before but the face that went with it was frightening. She lay there helpless watching wondering what he was planning. He was clearly angry about something and seemed determined to work out his frustrations on her already abused and bruised body. When he finally faced her she saw the flogger he held in his hand. It looked menacing and she wondered where the hell that had come from.
She looked at him pleading, “No please don't.”
He looked at her smiling as he brought the leather down hard against her thigh.
She cried out in pain and struggled against her restraints, “Please Master it hurts please don't.”
“I am just getting started baby. You need the pain,” he lashed her thighs again and again methodically working his way up her body . She cried at first her tears burning her cheeks but he just kept up his work. He loved the way she whimpered and begged it turned him on, and after a while he was rewarded by the soft moans spilling from her lips. She stopped tensing and opened her body up to him. She knew she needed him to use and abuse it any way he wanted.
His goal was to break her. Show her he was Master and she would admit it before this day was over.
“Mmmm my slut likes the pain, Master knows what you need doesn't he?” he asked as he worked over her breast. She moaned and her nipples grew hard from the sting of the leather. He brought it down onto her flesh harder and harder.
“Answer me whore who knows what you need?”
“You do Master, only you.”
Finally he stopped and stood back admiring his handy work, thinking she looked fucking sexy as hell lying there all helpless and marked. He licked over the welts starting at her breast. He gently kissed and nibbled her gently taking her nipples into his mouth and sucking. She moaned and arched toward him growing wetter and wetter.
“I have been kind up until now, but from this point on you will not cum until I am ready for you to. Do you understand?” she nodded.
“I can't hear you slut!” he growled biting her nipple pulling it with his teeth.
“Yes master I'll do whatever you say,” she said trying to push more of her breast into his mouth.
“I know you will,” he said biting down hard and then sucking gently.
He moved to the other breast and repeated the process. She could feel the juices from her cunt dripping sliding between the cheeks of her ass. He attached the nipple clamps tugging the chain a little before moving down her body. He tasted every inch of her biting into her flesh every now and then reminding her this was about pleasure and pain and he controlled both. He kissed the bare flesh of her drenched cunt before slapping it hard. She pushed her ass into the bed in a desperate attempt to move away from his brutal hands.
He grabbed her hips and slipped his tongue in and out of her wet snatch. She moaned and grinded against him, desperate to cum. She felt cold air brush her skin before she felt the sting of his hand yet again. She writhed on the bed aroused by the pleasure and pain needing more. He continued eating, sucking, and nibbling all while he continued to inflict pain He alternated between the two never letting her get used to either. He grabbed the chain attached to the clamps as he sucked hard and then bit down on her clit.
“Please fuck me Master. I'll do anything you say just please fuck me now,” he laughed sucking hard one last time before releasing the chain.
“Does my girl need master's cock?”
“Yes please fuck my dirty cunt sir,” she screamed it at him needing release now. He thrust into her pussy hard.
“ I am going to fuck you , you horny little bitch , but you are not allowed to cum. I am going to fill your pussy, then your ass, and then let you clean my cock before I fill that pretty little mouth of yours.”
She felt like silk around his cock as he slid in and out of her fucking harder and harder. She squirmed beneath him, desperate to cum but knowing she would be punished if she did. He pulled the chain on her nipples and pulled her hair. He fucked her like a man with something to prove . He pulled tighter causing a delicious ache in her nipples. He pulled tighter fucking harder.
Her eyes grew wide and she thrashed beneath him unable She couldn't stop it her muscles contracted tight around his cock, her juices squirting out around his cock wetting his balls and thighs. He grunted and released his grip as he unloaded violently inside her.
He yanked at the chain, catching his breath he said, “ I did not give your permission to cum, whore . You will be sorry you did that."
She whimpered, "I am sorry I couldn't help it Sir.”
“I thought by now you would have learned some control. Guess you aren't as obedient as I thought,” he said smiling .
She was ready to do anything he wanted her to . Darius decided he would drive her almost mad before he finished and then when she walked away there would be no doubt as to who she belonged to. He undid the restraints flipping her over he reattached them. Her pulled her hair jerking her back kissing her deeply before pushing her face back down into the mattress. He slid a vibrator into her cunt warning her not to cum and then slapped her ass hard.
“Ready for round two baby?”
“My girl likes her pussy full doesn't she?”
He slapped her ass again, “Mmmm Master I am a horny slut. I need it,” she felt his weight shift and then felt his tongue licking her ass. “Oh yes, God yes, please baby don't stop.”
“What?” he asked lashing her shoulders with a new instrument of torture. She screamed when she felt the riding crop land hard across her calves. He stopped licking and focused on punishing her.
“That makes two mistakes kitten it seems you are determined to be defiant this morning aren't you? First you cum without permission and now you think you can call me baby. You are a stupid slut.” he continued. He marked her starting at the bottoms of her feet. He worked slowly drawing it out, and by the time he made it to her shoulders she was trembling and begging for more. He reached between her legs turning up the vibe and watched as she tensed fighting against the orgasm she wanted so much.
He slid it in and out slowly asking, “Who is your Master?”
“You are sir,” she said “ Please let me cum , please Sir I need to cum,” she begged him.
“No you can cum after your Master and only then.”
He returned to her ass eating it while he worked the vibe fucking her hard with it.
“Please Master I need it.”
“What do you need slut. Tell Master what you want.”
“I want to cum, please I can't wait any longer.”
He laughed pushing his cock against the entrance of her tight ass.“You can and will wait bitch.”
She felt him pushing inside her ass. “ Please fuck my ass sir, please cum in my ass.”
“Who's ass?” he asked backing out.
“Your ass Master, please it yours, fuck it hard.” He pushed in burying himself to the hilt . She gripped the sheets and screamed. “ Please fuck me, harder, I need it .”
He pounded her ass feeling the vibrations coming from her pussy against his cock. It felt fucking incredible and he did not know how much longer he could hold out.
He wrapped hid hands in her hair pulling hard, “Oh yes , fuck yes, you naught little slut,” he said pounding her relentlessly.
“Please sir please I'll say it . Whatever it is I'll say it I swear.”
“Who do you belong to slut?”
“You I belong to you.”
“Who owns you , bitch?”
“You master I am your bitch,” she felt him stiffen as he pulled harder at her hair.
“Cum now you dirty fucking cunt, NOW!”
Her pussy clamped down on the vibe and her ass was like a vice drawing him in deeper.
“Oh fuck me master, fuck me . Please don't stop. I need it. Please fuck this dirty cunt. I love it . Fill my ass with your cum Master."
He groaned not able to hold out another second, “Take master's cum you dirty bitch, take it.” he said filling her ass with jet after jet of hot cum. He collapsed on top of her still buried in her ass and she purred like a satisfied kitten beneath him.
He reached up releasing her bonds . She stretched her arms and legs glad to be free because she desperately wanted to touch him. “Master?”
“Yes?”
“May I clean your cock now?”
He rolled onto his back looking down at her, "Yes you may slut.”
She crawled between his legs spreading his thighs. She licked his balls first, she sucked them letting them linger in her hot mouth as she rolled her tongue around them . She licked up the shaft of his now rigid cock tasting her ass and pussy mixed with his cum. Her pussy dripped and began to ache with arousal. Pleasing him turned her on more than anything he did to her. She swallowed his cock breathing through her nose and he filled her throat over and over again.
She heard him moaning as she continued to work his cock. She slid her lips to the head of his cock circling it with her tongue before moving back down to his balls. She pushed his thighs up as she licked him. She could smell her her sex on him as she moved lower sliding her tongue between his ass cheeks licking him like a greedy little slut.
“Mmmm yes, lick master's ass clean too slut.”
He wrapped his hand around his cock stroking it as she licked and sucked his ass and balls.
She was growing mad with lust . She needed him and would do anything he wanted. He stroked harder and she licked faster pushing her tongue into his ass.
“Oh you slut, make Master cum baby.”
He reached down pulling her up and down onto his cock.He pushed her head down forcing it into her throat and filling her mouth just as he promised he would. She stayed there sucking and licking him clean until he grew hard again.
She could not get enough of him. Pleading with her eyes she looked up at him. “Master please hurt me again? I need it I need the pain it feeds me and it makes me feel whole.”
She rested her head on his thigh and waited for a response.
“How does it make you feel knowing you will leave here wearing my marks?” he asked
“I love the marks sir, they remind me who I really belong to. I wish I could wear your mark everyday Master,” she said looking away from him.
“Look at me slut,” he said.
“Tell me why do you need the marks? why do you need the pain? Why do you need a Master?”
She was quiet for a long while , conflicting emotions and thoughts not sure if she was ready to take this step, but her head felt like it might split in two, she had all this desire for him trapped within it.
“Well it makes me feel complete Master but also conflicted. Like finding yourself but still feeling lost. The binds make me feel free and the pain gives me pleasure It is like finding that part of myself I hid from for so long. When I have these things I feel completed and fulfilled.”
He just smiled and asked, “ Are you ready to submit to me fully then?”
“Yes , Master I am.”
“Safe word?” He asked raising an eyebrow at her.
“No not this time,” she said giving him complete control over her.
He pulled her by the hair from the bed to the floor instructing her to place her hands on the bed and bend over. She did as he said without hesitation and realized in that moment that giving him complete control had finally set her free. He picked up his belt- her favorite instrument of torture. He shoved a plug into her ass roughly fingering her pussy pulling and pinching her clit making her moan with pleasure.
“You are allowed to cum as often as you wish this time slut.”
“Thank you, sir," she said and prepared for the beating.
He gave her no mercy whaling on her ass. He needed to inflict pain as much as she needed to feel it. After about the third strike from the belt she cried with an orgasm that squirted from her pussy and wet the inside of her thighs.
“Good girl,” he said and continued the assault. Every lick making his cock harder and harder. Welts appeared on her ass and back and he knew it had to hurt like hell but she held her position never once omitting any sound that indicated she was feeling anything other than pleasure. He pulled her head back kissing her as he lashed her back.
He watched as she lost control wetting her legs with her juices. He turned her over onto her back pushing her legs apart . He used the belt on her thighs first. Marking them watching as they turned red. He moved up her body marking every inch. Once her breast were red and puffy he sucked them and bit hard and she arched toward him asking for more without sating a word. He pulled and twisted one while he sank his teeth into the other.
“Mmmm yes Master,” She moaned realizing for the first time she could touch him. She pulled his toward her breast still arching and growing wet from the pleasure and pain he created.
He kissed her before saying, “Mmm good slut MY pussy is next.”
“Yes your pussy sir, I am yours.”
When she looked own at her breast and saw the bite marks it drove her over the edge and orgasm rocked her body before he ever touched her pussy. She had no time to recover before the belt landed hard across her soaked messy pussy. She spread her legs wider allowing him better access to her cunt.
“More please,” she begged between gasps.
He landed blow after blow watching her cunt grow wetter and wetter. She was cumming uncontrollably. So wet the cum splashed her face and body every time he marked her cunt. She briefly wondered if this was what sub space felt like.
“Such a good slut,” he said laying the belt aside. He grabbed some ice from beside the bed rubbing it over the marks on her body. She lay there moaning and gasping . The ice melted over her hot skin. Pooling in the valleys on her body. She was slowly coming back to him. He kissed her gently brushing the hair from her face, then slipped the last piece into her drenched pussy. He was gentle now more than he had been during there time together.
He kissed her thighs and licked them before closing his lips over her clit. He ate her gently, making love to her pussy . Her moans were soft now she seemed to be enjoying his gentle side as well. He tasted her as she came for him again. She came not frantically like before, but like a woman who had completely let go , stopped fighting, given in, and had come to terms with being owned. He had broken her finally and all the fight was gone.
He couldn't be more pleased with himself. He moved up her body kissing her gently. His tongue exploring her mouth as he slipped gently inside her. Her response to him was primal as she arched up against him wrapping her legs around his hips. Her hands pulled at his hair and their tongues mingling as he made love to her for the first time. She moved with him her hips meeting his every thrust. Every inch of her body highly sensitive. She moaned and continued to move with him even after her cunt contracted releasing her juices around him. He growled with lust increasing his pace but still not pounding at her.
“Yes master it feels so good, please you make me feel so good,” She said still fucking him as if her life depended on it.
He whispered in her ear, “Master wants to cum baby, cum with me.”
She felt him stiffen and thrust in and out harder and harder. She wrapped herself around him tighter trying to draw him deeper. She was ready but waiting for him. Her moans growing louder and louder as he moved inside her.
She needed to cum, “ Please Master cum for me, fill up your dirty cunt sir, Please give me your cum sir,” she heard him groan drawing closer by the second.
“Mmmm I am your dirty slut, I'll do anything for you. You own me, you are my master, please cum in me sir,” she begged saying whatever she thought he wanted her to admit desperate for release.
“Now, slut cum for me now.”
Her legs closed around him tighter and her pussy quivered around him unleashing a torrent of cum as he pushed inside her filling her with his hot seed. Marking her one last time before she passed out beneath him completely spent, marked, full of cum, and willing to be owned. Just the way he liked her best.
Jade was spent, taken to a place she has never been completly before, She knew now Darius has taken her, and there was no turning back. Her eyes fluttered and she whispered, “Thank you Master,” before falling into a deep restful sleep.
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PLAY TIME FOR BABY GIRL
I lay in bed completely naked. Slowly rubbing baby oil all over my body, paying special attention to my tits and my pussy. I begin to pull and tease my nipples, my other hand finds my swollen, tender clit, I feel myself slowly pinching and rubbing my clit. As the fever builds, I stop and tie my tits as tight as I can get them. They change to a deep purple. Next, I clip clothes pins on each nipple as I continue to tease my clit, taking my other hand and fingering my pussy and my ass with two fingers. Sensation building, I slip a third finger in my tight little ass.
My fingers find my mouth, gagging myself, imagining it's your hard cock in my throat. While I am gagging, my clit massage gets faster and faster, my desire to cum getting stronger with each passing moment, finally exploding over the edge, I can no longer keep myself from cumming. I spank my clit several times as the pain is replaced with the pleasure of the moment, I slip three fingers into Daddy's cunt. With my other hand, I start rubbing, pinching and pulling my clit. I gradually get faster and faster then, I'm there, the point of no return. I start cumming, squirting all over me, the bed and the floor. I lick and suck my fingers and get every last bit of my juices off. I fall back, totally worn out. Every inch of me throbbing or tingling.
I hear you in the other room as I quickly untie myself and finish cleaning up. Then you come in the bedroom and it's Daddy's playtime. You start by tying my hands behind my back. Standing me up beside the bed you bend me over the side and spank my ass till it glows bright red. You play with my pussy and slip your fingers in my ass until I beg, “Daddy, please, fuck me.” You turn me around and start fucking my throat deep. I start gagging again and squirt as I gag. You throw me on the bed face down on my knees with my ass in the air.
Then, baby oil is dribble on my ass and rubbed into my tiny puckered hole. Slowly sliding your cock in my ass until you are in as far as you will go. I push back til you are slamming your cock deep in my ass. I stroke my clit with my finger tips furiously and soon I am ready to cum again. When you are close, you turn me over, unloading your hot cum on my face, tits and then in my mouth. I finish by licking you clean, you grab a towel beside the bed and clean me off. We climb in bed and you hold me till I fall asleep.
I wake to you standing beside the bed saying, “We have some things to talk about, Babygirl.”
Your riding crop is in your hand. You start by telling me even though I turned you on with what I was doing before you came in, yes you were watching everything. I knew what I had done wrong and that I was going to be punished. You stand me in the middle of the room, place my hands behind my head, legs spread, with you standing behind me. You ask me if I know why I am being punished.
I tell you, “Yes Daddy, I know what I did.” You tell me to bend over and grab my ankles and don't stand back up until you tell me to. You tell me to count as you whip me and I better not lose count or you will have to start over.
You tell me I will receive ten on each ass cheek, adding that if I cum while you are whipping me I will get five more even harder on each side. As you start, I count. When you get to six I am getting wet. By the time you get to twelve, the urge to cum gets stronger but I know if I can control the urge it will be well worth it when you are done. By the time you get to twenty, I can feel a single drop run down my leg. You massage my ass and tell me I was a good girl and to go lay on my back on the bed. As I do, you walk over to the bed, lift my legs and tell me to hold them. You start licking, sucking and biting on my clit.
The urge to cum is to strong, I beg, “Please Daddy, can I cum? I have to cum Daddy, please, I can't stop!” But you tell me you want me to wait for you to cum.
Turning me over on my stomach, You tell me to get on my knees, head down and ass in the air. You finger my pussy and asshole, then rub your cock up and down between the wet folds. I am ready to explode by now, then, all of a sudden, you slam your cock deep into my ass. It almost sends me over the edge, ready to black-out, but I hold on. Keeping it inside, waiting for your permission to cum.
“Oh God Daddy, it feels so good when you fuck my ass! Fuck me HARD Daddy!!” Oh GOD, PLEASE, Daddy I NEED TO CUM!!
You tell me to turn around and take Your cock deep in my throat, when you are ready to cum, You tell me, “Cum for me Babygirl, while you gag on my cock. Cum hard.”
Feeling your cum hit the back of my throat, drives me over the edge. I am cumming, gushing more like it, as we finish I am left breathless. I lick you clean, making sure there is nothing left on you. You help me up, kiss my forehead, hug me, release my arms and tell me to go take a shower. When I am done, we sit on the couch, you hold me as we watch TV until it's time to go to bed.
The next morning I let you sleep as I go about my chores. You are awake in bed when I come back from walking to the store. I'm cold and you look so warm there under the covers. You lay back and watch me. I let my coat fall to the bedroom floor, then take my boots off, dropping them by the bed. I slowly undress, starting by unfastening my jeans, grab the belt loops and slowly wiggling out of them, turning so my ass is facing you as I step out of them.
As I stand up, I run my fingers down the crack of my ass and into the slit of my pussy, sliding two fingers inside. I turn to you, licking my fingers, slowly I remove my top and bra. I start rubbing and squeezing my breasts, pinching and pulling my nipples, fingers moving to my clit just until I am ready to cum. Climbing on the bed I start kissing your neck, then across your chest with a quick little bite on each nipple. I kiss down your stomach, teasing with my tongue. I slowly kiss and lick your dick. When I get to the head, I watch your reaction as I take you deep in my throat.
As if I had flipped a switch, You grab my pigtails and fuck my throat deep and hard. Making my pussy ache, I need fucked so bad. You then turn me around and have me lay on my stomach, my ass slightly in the air, just enough so you can eat me. You slowly lick and open up my pussy, licking my asshole to get it wet. While you are licking and sucking my clit, You slip two fingers in my ass. As the urge to cum is gradually getting stronger I push back against your fingers, forcing and grinding them deeper and harder into me. You slip a third finger in my ass and it brings me to edge of cumming. Yet still you won't let me cum, I beg you to please let me have my release. You wont, you tell me you have a surprise for me, but you have to blindfold me first. The blindfold is dark enough that I can't see even a hint of light. You have me lay with my head hanging over the side of the bed. I hear the door to the bedroom open, some whispering, then the door shuts.
I know there is another person in the room now but I don't know who. Their touch is warm and sends a wave of excitement throughout my entire body. I can feel my juices start to flow and again you warn me I have not been given permission to cum yet. This will be my last warning. You get on the bed and get on top of me, slamming your dick hard and deep into my pussy, you tell me to open my mouth. When I do another dick is shoved deep in my throat. I have wanted this for a little while and now I finally get it. I am still blindfolded and so turned on at this point that I am begging to have my ass fucked too. You pull me on top of you and push back into my pussy again. The unknown friend gets behind me, then slides his dick in my ass. You take my blindfold off, but I still can't see who is behind me.
After a few minutes, he grabs my tits and pulls me back to him, he leans around to kiss me and I finally see who it is. It's who I wanted it to be, but was always afraid to say, somehow you knew. I am getting fucked in both holes the two of you are ready to cum so you shove your fingers in my throat and tell me, “It's time to cum Babygirl, make it good, show Daddy what kind of nasty slut you really are.”
I push both dicks as deep as they would go, I cum over and over again. I collapse between the two of you, totally worn out, but I can't stop smiling. I just hope this isn't the only time it will happen, but if it is, it will be a time I will always remember, and when I do, I will have to smile. |
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Jades Abduction..............
She was standing in the dark parking lot waiting for Him in the place He had told her to. Why He was making her stand out here and wait for Him to pick her up was beyond her…she could have waited in her car for Him, but she learned long ago…never question His directions. Impatiently she looked at her watch…8:15. He had told her to meet Him here at 8:00, where the hell was He? Could He have forgotten?
He had been working a lot of hours lately…it was possible. Frustrated, she started across the lot towards the pay phone to call Him. When she had just about reached the curb, a man dressed all in black with a black mask covering his face, stepped from behind one of the parking deck columns and grabbed her arm… wrenching it behind her He pressed a sharp knife tight against her throat, daring her to utter a sound. Shocked, she stood motionless.
“What do you want from me? Here… take my purse if it’s money you want.” She stated with a shaky voice. The man laughed a deep-throated laugh that made her shiver. “Just do what you’re told and you won’t get hurt bitch! Understand?” his voice low and menacing. “Yes, I understand” she whispered. Her heart pounded so hard, she thought it would jump from her chest. “What a good little slut” he chuckled against her ear. He pressed himself against her backside so she could feel his erection straining against his pants, and she shivered. Suddenly, he shoved her forward and shouted at her “Move Bitch!” all trace of amusement gone from his voice. Stumbling, she moved forward, the knife still pressed tight against her throat as he guided her with rough little shoves and very few words
He led her to an old beat up car towards the back of the lot. When they stopped and he had opened the car door, he shoved her inside, her head bumping the top of the car door and her hip smashing against the steering wheel. She started to scramble to the opposite side of the car towards the door as the man slid into the seat beside her…quickly he caught her by the arm, hauling her up tight against him and wrapping his arm around her throat…once again bringing the knife back dangerously tight against her throat. “Don’t try anything stupid bitch!” he ground out “Be the good little cunt that I know you can be, and everything will be fine…understand?” Terrified now, the tears streamed down her cheeks and her throat closed up tight. All she could do was nod in agreement with him. “Speak Bitch!” he shouted at her.
“OK” she snapped, not realizing she had spoken so harsh until the words were out. “NO” he stated firmly, wrapping his hand tightly into her hair and snapping her head back roughly. He leaned in close to her ear and growled harshly “When I ask you a fucking question, you will answer me with a yes Sir or a no Sir.” He gave a firm tug on her hair and bit into her shoulder causing her to groan loudly. “Got it Bitch?” “Yes Sir” she whimpered. He chuckled low in his throat again, and slowly released his grip on her hair, the knife never having moved from the base of her throat. “We are going to take a little ride now” He stated in a low threatening tone, his eyes searching her face intently, “Do not move an inch or utter a peep or I promise you that you will pay for it dearly.”
Relaxing his hold on her somewhat, but not letting her go, he turned in his seat and started the engine. Slowly he pulled out of the lot and started down the highway. She closed her eyes tightly, her mind racing…she was trying hard to think of a way to escape as the tears slid silently down her cheeks. She had never been so frightened in all her life “Dear God, what am I going to do?” she thought to herself. She felt the car pull to a stop after they had driven for a while. Slowly she opened her eyes and saw that he had pulled into a motel where the doors are on the outside and you park right in front of the rooms. He turned off the engine and leaned towards her, one hand pushing her thighs apart roughly, as he slid the knife beneath her skirt with the other. She doesn’t move a muscle, her body paralyzed with fear, not knowing what he might do. She feels him slide the knife beneath the waistband of her panties, slicing through the thin material, them moving to repeat the movement to the other side. Jerking the panties away from her body, he holds them in front of her face and tells her to open her mouth. Scared half to death, she follows his orders and he stuffs the panties into her mouth. “Wouldn’t want anyone to hear you scream now would we Bitch! That would spoil all the fun I have in store for you” he laughed low in his throat again, the sound sending shivers down her spine. In one smooth movement, he pushed open the car door and slid out of the car, grabbing her hair and pulling her towards him. She groaned low in her throat, and tears filled her eyes once again…she knew she was at his mercy and there was nothing she could do.
The thought was like ice water being thrown on her…as soon as her feet hit the ground she twisted away from him trying to free herself from his grasp. He tightened his grip on her hair and quickly dragged her to the door, unlocked it, and shoved her roughly into the room causing her to stumble and fall hard on her hands and knees to the floor. He slammed the door and approached her, his eyes glaring furiously. “Very stupid to fight me you little whore!” He growled at her, yanking her to her feet by her hair. She closed her eyes tight and bit down on the panties gagging her to keep from crying out, she felt the hair being pulled hard until she thought he would rip it from her scalp. Finally getting her on her feet, he pressed the tip of the knife into the hollow of her throat and spoke to her in a calm, even voice, “Be good and I won’t hurt you, you fucking cunt…be stupid again and who knows what I might do, understand?” He pressed the tip of the knife harder into the soft hollow at the base of her throat to make his point, and she understood perfectly what he meant. Since her mouth was full and she could not answer, she nodded slowly, her eyes glinting with anger and fear.
She was so terrified even through her anger. She thought she would pass out… Her whole body trembled and her knees were weak. Trying to regain her composure, she looked around the room, and for the first time realized he had prepared for this. There were restraints already attached to the headboard, and there were candles lit all around the room, casting an eerie glow on the walls. “Strip” he ground out, bringing her attention back to him. Shivering and taking a deep steadying breath, she reached up to unbutton her blouse, but her fingers shook so bad she could not work the buttons through their loops. Angered by her slowness and inability to do such a simple thing as remove her blouse, he stepped forward and slapped her hands away. Grabbing both collars of the blouse, he yanked hard…the buttons tearing off and falling to the floor as he tugged it from her arms.
Quickly he brought the knife up between her cleavage and with a flick of his wrist, sliced through the material of her bra, exposing her breasts to his licentious gaze. He dragged the tattered remains from her body and growled at her, “take the fucking skirt off… NOW Bitch!” Quickly she lowered it from her body and stepped out of it, kicking her shoes off at the same time. She wanted to be ready to run at the first opportunity, not caring if she was naked or not, her only thought was to escape this lunatic. Trembling, she stood before him naked and exposed, her chest heaving as her breath quickened and her eyes wild with fear. She could see his eyes beneath the mask roving her naked flesh, and when he reached out to touch her, she shrank back away from his touch. She saw his eyes narrow angrily just before his hand reached out and slapped her hard across the face, snapping her head to one side, causing her cheek to sting and her ears to ring, his handprint welting up on her tender skin. “ DO NOT PULL AWAY FROM ME AGAIN!” he shouted, and pushed her back against the bed. Quickly straddling her waist, he tugged and pulled her body into position on the bed, pulling her wrists up to bind them with the restraints attached to the headboard. After making sure they were tight enough for her not to escape, he pulled a blindfold from his pocket and leaned close to her face, “Now the fun begins my little slut, time to see how fast you will show me what a little whore you really are” He brought the blindfold up to her eyes and tied it tightly around her head, plunging her into darkness. Softly she whimpered, her head spinning. She felt him move from the bed and heard the unmistakable sounds of clothing being removed. She listened closely, following his movements in the room, straining to hear what he was doing. He stopped at the foot of the bed and her heart pounded hard against her chest. She felt him place his hands on her ankles and begin trailing them up her legs… pushing her thighs apart steadily.
She started to resist him, but immediately froze and forced herself to relax against his roaming hands when she felt the cold steel of the knife blade being pressed against her stomach. “Good girl, very smart” he whispered as his hands traveled up the smooth skin of her inner thighs, softly stroking and massaging as he opened her…exposing her completely. When his fingers reached her sex, she took a deep breath trying to calm herself, she heard him chuckle, “see there, all wet for me aren’t you, you little whore” She felt the heat rise in her cheeks, and was mortified by her bodies response to his touch. She knew she was indeed wet… soaked… her body hot and wanting, even though she was repulsed by his touch. “Okay whore, I’ll take the panties out of your mouth if you promise to be good” he laughed. She nodded her agreement and he reached up to remove them, just before he pulled them from her mouth he stopped and leaned close to her ear, the knife once again pressed tight to her throat “Just remember, one sound and I might just slice your fucking throat” Slowly he pulled the panties from her mouth and she took a deep breath and licked her lips, “yes Sir” she said softly, her voice trembling. “Good” he laughed and covered her mouth with his own as his fingers pressed deep into her wetness. She tried hard to remain still, to show no response to him as he stroked her, his mouth moving over hers…kissing and sucking at her tongue and lips, his teeth nipping at her tender lips…moving down and biting at her neck. Her body tingled and she willed herself to think of things to distract her from his expert hands. It was almost as if he knew exactly what she liked…what would turn her on…what she would respond to most as his hands and mouth continued to stroke and tease her body. He knew when she had lost the fight by the soft moan that escaped her lips and the shudder that went through her body. He laughed evilly, and whispered in her ear “I knew you would respond, I knew because I could see what a little whore you are…aren’t you Jade?” “Yes Sir” she moaned softly, hot tears of shame escaping from the blindfold.
“Tell me Bitch! Tell me you’re a whore and beg me to fuck you!” She shook her head no and sobbed, biting her lip. He grabbed her nipple and squeezed hard, twisting it cruelly “TELL ME!” “I’m a whore” she choked out, the tears flowing freely now. As he positioned himself between her thighs, he twisted her nipple again “and what do you want you fucking whore!” he screamed at her. “I want you to fuck me” she ground out between clenched teeth, angry and humiliated, knowing that her body did want it, though her mind screamed no. “Again Bitch” he laughed harshly. “I’m a whore and I want you to fuck me”, she whimpered. Savagely he pushed into her wetness, pressing himself deep, feeling her tighten around him as her breath caught in her throat. He fucked her hard and fast, slamming into her over and over, causing her to gasp and moan low in her throat. Just as he felt her body tense and begin to tighten around him, right on the brink of orgasm…he stopped…holding himself motionless, still pressed deep inside her. “ MMmm feels good doesn’t it Bitch?” he laughed cruelly. Stung by his laughter and humiliated for actually enjoying what he was doing to her, she twisted her body trying to get away from him “Get the hell off me you fucking bastard” she growled at him. “No, no, no” he laughed as if chastising a naughty child, and pressed the knife against the topside of her breast. Immediately she froze, panting for breath, instinctively knowing not to push him. “What do you want from me?” she cried, her tears once again escaping to soak the blindfold. He leaned down and nipped at her neck chuckling softly, “That’s easy Jade, I want all of you…but right now I want you to admit what you want, beg for it like the little whore you are” She realized then through her haze of fear, that he had called her by her name for the second time and she shivered. “Who are you?” she cried. He laughed at her again and pressed his hips forward, causing her to gasp. “Tell me” he whispered softly in her ear, “beg me” “No” she said and shook her head. Again he reached up and grabbed her nipple, twisting it harshly. “Tell Me,” he said more firmly. She whimpered and said in a broken voice, “I’m a whore.”
She heard his grunt of approval as he began to move inside of her again…pounding her…tormenting her by making her moan in pleasure. This time as he sensed her nearing release…he pressed the knife into the top of her breast making a small cut and hearing her scream out as he did…her body shaking and trembling as she came hard against him. Slowly he lowered his head to her breast, his tongue snaking out to lick the blood from her skin. Not satisfied yet, he bit down on her tender flesh and sucked hard, drinking her in, as his body tensed and he came deep inside her. Her back arched and she screamed, pulling at the restraints as her body shuddered beneath him…riding out the most intense pleasure she had ever experienced. When his body collapsed on hers, and she lay panting beneath him, he moved himself up and his mouth covered hers…kissing her deeply. She could taste the sweet coppery taste of her own blood on his tongue as he ravished her mouth…kissing her with so much love and passion that it overwhelmed her. As he broke the kiss, he whispered in her ear “You’re my whore aren’t you Jade.?” Finally her confused mind recognized his voice and she relaxed in his embrace…she smiled softly and answered him confidently, “yes Master, I am You’re whore” He chuckled and reached up to remove the blindfold. As the blindfold was removed, she looked up into the eyes of the man she loved heart, mind, body, and soul…her Master. He smiled at her and kissed her as he released her arms from the restraints and she wrapped them around Him and kissed him tenderly. “I love You Master Darius, and I am You’re whore…I am anything You wish me to be” she said soft but clear…knowing she was safe and loved. |
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My Pleasure
Trisha has it made, her beauty pageant looks and her rich daddy's money keeps her in high fashion and on the arms of millionaires. Never has she had to lift one manicured finger around the mansion, her father has servants that takes care of everything from the cooking and cleaning to pulling the weeds in the garden.
With all that Trisha is still unhappy. No, maybe that's not the correct definition, Trisha is unsatisfied, sexually. Men are constantly calling her and showering her with expensive gifts, everything from diamonds to trips to Paris. She can pick and choose from a wide assortment of men, maybe a prince on Friday night and a judge on Saturday night.
But with all that power and money they all fail to excite Trisha. They are all so stiff and predictable; always the same positions, no originality, and they come within five minutes off their tiny little cocks entering her pussy. Poor Trisha she never comes, she always has to fake it just to get it over with. She then goes home and pleasures herself with the best vibrator money can buy.
What really helps Trisha get into the mood after a disappointing date is reading a few chapters of her favorite author’s new erotic thriller "Chained." The way Jack Stone writes always makes her pussy starts dripping, priming her up for her self gratification. She just can't help herself. Jack’s writing thrills her; she longs for a man like Drake Stevens, the lead character in his book to possess and dominates her sexually.
She strips down naked and lies on her bed. The lights dim, she opens the book and begins to read…
"Woman” he said his voice slightly above a whisper, dripping with sarcasm, “You have no name here in my Sanctuary I am your master. You will not speak unless I ask you a direct question. And remember you searched me out, you begged me. Your desire for the deeper and darker side of sex fueled your carnal lust.” The woman stood naked and chained against the wall. She said nothing, her eyes down cast and obedient. Drake walked slowly towards his prey, she trembled with anxiety and desire.
Drake is dangerously handsome, dressed from head to toe in black leather, his strong chest naked underneath his leather vest. His black leather gloves stretched tight over his huge hands, his black eyes shine dangerously; this is his sanctuary, his domain.
The woman kept her eyes down cast, not daring to look at Drake, too scared to even breathe. Drake walked slowly, his eyes sliding up and down her beautiful naked body. He smiled as her tits hardened under his powerful gaze. She could feel his hot breath on her skin, her pussy was on fire and he hadn’t even touched her yet.
Drake never said a word. He pulled her right nipple and pinched it between his gloved fingers. Drake said "if you show any sign other than pleasure you are a waste of my time and you will be removed from my sanctuary.”
Trisha moaned as she pulled her hard puckered right nipple, she was so horny. She could feel her pussy cream between her thighs. She slides her hand down touching herself, moaning as her fingers become coated with her own wetness. Her fingers embedded inside her pussy as she continues to read.
The woman moaned in pleasure as Drake pulled both her nipples at the same time, twisting and pulling. The leather was cold against her sensitive nipples. The sensation was like nothing she had ever felt before increasing her pleasure.
Drake said "Woman, open your legs for me I want to smell you." She did as she was told; she stood with her legs as far apart as she could. Her breathing was quick and shallow, what was he going to do to her? She quickly looked up and what she saw made her knees buckle, the straps attached to her wrist kept her from falling to the floor.
Drake reprimanded “Woman look again without my permission and you will suffer humiliation and not pleasure,” she felt the sting of the leather spanking switch across her naked breast. She whimpers but smiles knowing the consequences are for worse.
Drake kneels in front of her sweet smelling pussy. He pulls her pussy lips far apart and deeply inhales of her aroma. His eyes blaze in the darkness, his tongue flicks against her hard clit. He drives his face hard between her open lips and sucks her clit with as much force as he can. "Oh my God, yes, oh yes more!”
Trisha throws the book down on the bed and grabs for her rabbit vibe. She slides it in deep, soaking it with her pussy juice, than she begins rubbing it against her blood swollen clit. The vibe is sending sparks of lightning shooting through her body, her legs pulled back hard as she fucks herself.
The need to come is building; her eyes close as she feels the pressure deep down in her cunt. She's close, so close she whips her head back and forth, driving the vibe deeper and deeper. She feels her pussy clamp the vibe, as her come squirts from her soaked pussy. Trisha pulls the vibe from her drenched come filled pussy. She looks fondly at her book and slowly drifts off to sleep.
The magical smell of bacon, eggs, and toast slowly made its way up to Trisha. Sunshine is streaming through her window, and the sky is baby blue. She makes her way downstairs, her breakfast hot and waiting, the Sunday paper folded next to her plate. She sips her orange juice as she looks through the entertainment section of the news paper.
Her heart skips a beat as she reads the headline. “Today only, Jack Stone will be signing copies of his latest book Chained." It gives the time and location. She is going to finally meet the man behind the most erotic book she has ever read. It’s a chance of a lifetime. She quickly drinks her juice and runs back up stairs, her breakfast forgotten. The only thing on Trisha's mind now is Jack Stone.
She dresses to impress. A very short black and gray Dolce and Gabbana leopard print dress, her blond hair sexy loose down her back. Black ankle boots completes her look. Her sea green eyes made up smoky hot, her full lips glisten with sweet honey suckle lip stick.
She slides into her red corvette, she turns the key and the engine roars to life. The thrill of meeting Jack Stone makes her hands shake as she drives to Barnes and Nobles. She arrives thirty minutes before the book signing. A small line waits outside the building. She smirks, apparently this town doesn't follow Erotic Novelist, that explains the lack of decent sexual partners in this town.
Trisha waits in line anxious, with the other ladies, all very eager to meet the very handsome and sexy Jack Stone.
Twelve o'clock sharp the doors open and one by one they walk into the store. Trisha can see Jack sitting behind a long table his books piled high next to him. "Hot hell" she thinks his book jacket photographer should be fired because it doesn't capture his good looks.
Jack's is 6 ft tall, 2OOIbs. His hair is cut short, streaks of gray shine through the blond. The white dress shirt tailored to perfection open at the neck, a gold herring bone chain catching the lights. His eyes the purest glacier blue sparkle as he greets each fan.
Trisha is next in line. She grips her cherished copy of "Chained" tight against her chest. He graciously thanks to a small petite woman for reading his book and encourages her to join his fan club. The woman giggles and happily agrees.
Finally it’s her turn. She’s standing face to face with Jack Stone. She feels slightly faint, her pulse beats wildly in her ears. Trisha is star struck, without a doubt she can't form one single coherent thought let alone speak.
He smiles his teeth sparkling white against his deep dark tanned skin. Jack waits patiently for Trisha to hand him her book, smiling the whole time. Her hands are shaking so bad that the book drops to the table with a loud thud. "Oh my gosh, I am so sorry" Trisha says. "No problem sweetheart,” Jack says “what's your name?"
"Trisha" he signs her copy and hands it back to her. He stands and leans in close, his cologne making her so horny. "Trisha" he whispers "This book signing is not going to take much longer, would you mind waiting around for me?"
“It would be my pleasure,” she says.
The time flies by and soon he is standing behind her, as she is browsing the erotic section of the book store, his body pressing against her, his hand gently caressing her shoulder. "Baby" he softly whispers into her ear would you mind following me back to my rented cottage for a few cocktails?" She turns facing him with a knowing brilliant smile on her face and says
"Will it be my pleasure or yours?" He pulls Trisha in closer and dangerously replies
"All mine, sweetheart."
She follows him to the parking lot and watches as he fires up his black BMW. She pulls up behind him anxiously excited about spending some time with the famous Jack Stone.
The drive takes them fifty miles out of town. Jack pulls off the pavement onto a tiny dirt road. The forest was peaceful and serene, as the sunlight filtered through the trees. Jack slowly wove his way farther and farther back into the woods and at last stops in front of a quaint cottage.
Jack walks to Trisha's car. His pants already unzipped his cock dangling as he walks. Trisha is shocked and surprised but very turned on at the same time. He gently takes her hand helping her and leads her to the front of the car bending her over the hood. Jack pushes her dress up over her hips, her silk black thong teasing him. He rubs his hands up and down her inner thighs, as his fingers slide right past her thin little panties into her dripping wet cunt.
Jack says “Do you want my cock?"
Her voice so soft and sweet "Yes please, may I?" “Sweetheart, spread that gorgeous pussy open right now” he says, she reaches down and pulls her perfectly shaved pussy wide open for him. Jack takes his nine inch cock and pushes into her hard, filling her tight little pussy completely with his cock. Trisha is so tight, her pussy wrapping him in velvet heaven. Jack loves the sight of his cock going in and out of that sweet pussy. His thrusting makes her back slide up and down the hood, she feels his hand searching inside her pussy, he quickly grabs her hard swollen clit and begins pinching it as he starts coming.
Jack fills her loading her pussy full of sweet come. She sticks her two fingers into her pussy and tastes his tangy, salty flavor. He smacks her ass and says "Oh you are naughty little girl."
Jack pulls her off the hood, her dress sliding back in place. He takes her hand as says "Trisha, please come in so I may enjoy you at my leisure, nice and slow.” They walk in his front door. He takes her purse and looks at her full lips. He pushes her up against the wall and unzips her black dress, pushing down past her hips. She is clothed only in her panties and bra. She quickly begins to realize that Jack Stone is not like the other men she has fucked in the past.
“Trisha, are you ready for some role play? Jack asked, he didn't wait for her to answer. “From now on you will be answering to the name kitten. You are here now, only to satisfy my every desire. I am your Master and you are my sex toy. Look around you, this is my sanctuary, my toys and my rules.” Trisha is speechless as she gathers her senses and spots all the spanking switches, chains with hand cuffs attached to the walls, a chair with leather straps for the feet and hands. This room is straight out of his book Chained.
“First thing you will do is suck my cock and I want to come from the blow job. If you don't make me come I will spank you hard." She watches as he sheds his clothes tossing them to the floor. He lies down on the plush dark brown carpet, his cock pointing straight up in the air. Kitten kneels over him, her full lush hard nipples brushing against his leg.
She slowly starts licking just his cock head, over and over. She then starts tracing the rim of his long thin cock with her wet, hot tongue. She loves how she can feel his veins through the soft skin of his cock. His cock keeps growing thicker with each lick. He tastes so wonderful. She wants to feel his whole length down her throat as far as it can go. She is smiling, as she swallows his cock down sucking him at the same time. Her head is bobbing up and down as her slick tongue circles his shaft at the same time. She slides her mouth up midway and strokes with her hand as she sucks his cock.
Jack was close to coming, she can taste the pre come on his penis. She quickly rubs his balls together as he jams his cock hard in her mouth just and his hot come spurts and slides down her throat. "Oh fuck," he yells. She quickly drinks it all down loving every drop.
"Kitten" Jack says his voice sweet as dripping honey "That was very good. You suck cock like a paid whore. It will be my pleasure treating you like one.”
Trisha slowly stood her back stiff from bending over his cock for so long, but she was proud of herself, never had she before made a man come from a blow job Jack was the first. Hopefully before the night was over he would let her suck him again.
"Kitten over here now" his voice had taken on a dark menacing tone. He was accustomed to giving orders and having them obeyed. "Kitten answer me with the truth don't even try to lie. Have you ever been fucked in the ass before?” He watched her eyes and knew the answer before she even said it,
"No master,” she says her voice barely above a whisper. He grins at her. She knows what’s coming next.
He took her hand and walked her by the wall. There was a padded railing with handcuffs attached to the base. He bent her naked body over the railing and slide the hands cuffs around her wrist, he spread her legs wide and wrapped leather straps tightly around her ankles. She felt totally exposed and wonderfully excited at the same time. This is what sex was meant to be like. Trisha was aching for this, searching her whole life for this one night.
Jack slides his hand over her naked ass checks, his fingers sliding with acute accuracy along her crack. She loved how he was touching her it felt so intimate. He rimmed her tight puckered asshole with his big meaty finger slowly building her anxiety. He reached down between her legs and slide two thick fingers in deep; she wiggled enjoying the feeling in her pussy. She could tell she’s dripping and her tits where aching to be sucked but he wanted to fuck her in the ass and she was more than happy to have him do it.
He twisted his fingers around her clit, "Oh god yes!"
“You like that don't you my whore? You love my fingers playing inside your sopping wet juicy cunt.” He pulled her lightly and said “Answer me kitten!"
“I love it! More give me more!!" He scooped some of her sweet syrup onto his fingers and pulled them out of her sticky pussy. He smeared it all around her tight asshole until the little mouth pulsed obscenely from the stimulation. He then shoved his coated finger deep into her tight ass all the way to his palm.
"Oh my fucking god!" she moaned as he stretched her. He twisted his finger around and around inside her hole stretching. "God that feels so good, more” she begged, “I need more.” He pulled his slick finger out and grabbed his long thin cock, pushed it up tight against her ass, he grabs hold of her hips and pushes and she tries to push her ass back to take more of him she loves the feeling of cock in her ass. He pulls out slowly loving how is cock looks coming out of that deep dark hole, only to watch it disappear slowly back in. His pace is slow and steady.
She hears the tell tale sign of a vibe seconds before her clit is rocking with stimulation. The vibe sends wave after wave of pleasure spiraling through her body. He holds it tight against her clit as he fucks her ass "Holy fuck!” She yells “I'm going to come.” He pushes the vibe deep in her sopping wet pussy as he slams his cock deep in her ass. The double penetration shoots her right into orbit; she sees stars as her body explodes with sweet sticky come.
He pumps her two more times before his hot; come fills her asshole to over flowing. He pulls his sticky cock from her ass and watches as his come leaks out.
He spanks her on the ass and says "Your ass milked my cock dry, you little whore." He frees her legs and hands letting her stretch, her body dripping her juice onto his floor.
"Kitten you are an amazing woman, I want to feel my cock embedded deep inside your pussy." He guides her to his bedroom, a huge four poster bed fills the room and mirrors cover all the walls from floor to ceiling. He walks her to the bed, and pushes her down onto the plush, rich bedspread. He stands gazing down at her really looking at her beautiful naked body for the first time.
His cock begins to stiffen again. She smells sweet and salty the undeniable scent of sex and fucking. His eyes wonder over her as she lies there naked. Her legs are long and trim, not a tan line marking her achingly sexy body. Her pussy shaven down, a light patch of hair covers her sweet pussy lips. His eyes travel up her stomach to her amazingly heavy full tits, his weakness. He drools as he imagines his lips around those hard pink nipples, rolling each one around between his teeth. Oh yes he will love those tits.
He crawls down onto the bed. He is awarded as she spreads her long legs wide open for him. He licks the inside of her right thigh and then her left. Her hands grabbing the sheets, he slowly made his way up to her gorgeous pussy. He breathes deeply before spreading her pussy lips wide open. He licks inside her, first the right side tasting her enjoying the salty taste on his tongue and then the left side his tongue feeling every nook and crevice of her pussy. She is moaning uncontrollably. He slides his tongue over her blood filled clit and she reaches for his head trying to pull him in deeper, he sucks it between his teeth, his tongue caressing it the whole time. She feels like she will come any minute. The sensation is strong. He sticks two thick fingers deep into her pussy as he licks. Her pussy walls clamp around his fingers as her sweet honey pours into his waiting open mouth. He savors every drop. He pulls his fingers out of her dripping pussy and slides them into her mouth. She sucks the sugar off his fingers, he moans from the sensation, remembering how his cock felt in that hot mouth.
He looks at those tits and latches down on the left on sucking intensely hard. She pushes his head down wanting him to suck more. He pinches and rolls her right nipple between his thumb and fingers, her nipples tight round little pink pearls. Jack needs to fuck her and fuck her hard. He positions himself between her thighs, her long legs thrown over his shoulders and he spears her vagina with his cock at last. His mind is blown away; her pussy clamps him so hard he feels all his blood rushing into his cock. He feels himself lengthen and thicken even more. He closes his eyes and concentrates on fucking. Her pussy is magical; he has never felt like this with any other woman. He is not just fucking her he quickly realizes he is making love to her.
He slows down his pace and looks at her face, such a beautiful woman, his heart swells with love and he is lost. He looks down and softly says "Trisha please look into my eyes." Trisha smiles hearing him say her name.
“It is certainly my pleasure, Trisha” he says as his loads fill her pussy.
“No Jack, it’s mine.” She says catching her breath. |
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We stood facing each other... just outside my bedroom door..
You.. took my chin in your hand and lifted my pouting face.. and brushed my lips..
"good Nite" you whispered and turned me around.. and gave me a gentle push inside the door...feeling your hand smack my bottom.. a scooted inside my bedroom and stood.. as I heard you shut my door.. and.. let out a soft laughter.. as you walked down the hall back to your company.
You always did this to me.. have me retire for the night.. as to where I would not hear or see what you and your friends do... You always said.. it wasn't for my eyes and ears to know what men talk about after the women leave the room.. So at 10pm... you stood and motioned for me to say good nite to the guest and then you accompanied to my room.. .. pouting as always... but never getting to stay up.. I.. entered my room.. .....
I was not ready for sleep....I walked into my bathroom and started a nice hot bath....dumping bubble bath.. and scented oils in.. I prepared myself for a long hot soak...As I stood there for my mirror .. brushing my hair.. the chimes of laughter came down the hall......Men's voices.. mubbling.. and laughing.. the clang of glasses and brandy snifters.. music.. and low.. evil laughter could be heard.... I shook the notion of trying to sneak down to see what it was you.. do after I am sent to bed... knowing if you found me out of my room.. I would have a lot of explaining to do...
As I was about to stick my foot into the bath.... a loud crack of thunder fill the room and a flash of lightniing lite up the skies.. mmmmmmmm the electricy in the air.. gave me goosebumps.... I lite candles all about my room and bath.. placing the radio staion on low to listen to some soothing music... maybe a little opera... Charlotte Church "voice of an Angel" from the Welsh Opera... the beautiful... voice.. filled the room... as I finally slide down into my tub of hot bubbles..... leaning back listening to the Opera voice. soothing.. against the rage of storms outside.
Time..............went by..... shutting my eyes.. and soaking... time..........realizing the music had stopped and the room had grown dim from the candles burning low.. and my bath water.. turning cool.... I stepped from my bath.. pulled over my head .. my favorite white cotton .. gown.. blew out the candles... and pulled back my covers and crawled into my big bed. ...... pulling the white bed covers.. up around me.. I could hear the rain beating against my windows.. and the winds... blowing thru the trees around the house.. howling at the night... I slide deeper into my bed... trying to hide my ears from the sound of the wind.... ...........
The sleep came....some time...... and I difted off...............................................
"CRACK............RUMMBLE............WHISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.....CRACK,..........."
The storm yelled waking me...."WISSSSSSSSSIIIIIISHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOO" the wind howling.. I sat up in bed.. the lightning.. lightling my room sending shadows.. .. to scare even the bravest of girls................................ I jumped from my bed... flung open my door and ran to your room... slowly down at your door.. I opened it and stood........
I could see across your room... laying in your bed your body.. sound asleep.... I turned to go back to my own room.. taking 5 steps... the then "CRACK<<<<BANG" the storm yelled.. I turned and went running to your bed.. jumping into it.. without invitation.... you reached for me pulling me up close.. whispering" it's ok.. I knew you would come tonight..when I heard the storm" a low...laughter exscape your thorat as I wiggled my way into your covers and under your safe arms.... ...........
"Its ok now lilone.. you are safe".....I snuggled up against you... nuzzling.. your neck...feeling your warmth.. from your body.. and your warm bed... smelling .. your brandy and smelling of cigars... I nuzzled you more.... wanting more from you than a protective arm...... I nibbled.... at your neck... waiting for a response that would give me a sign to continue...I turned facing you... pressing myself against you... whimpering... and letting my soft moans fill your ears....... placing my hands upon your chest....letting my fingers twist at your nipples... playfully yet seriously.. letting you know.. I need your attention this night.
I felt your mood shift............your breathing change... and slowly my white gown was being pulled over my head... and tossed to the floor... Naked I laid before you... and you whispered to me "present girl" and with that I laid out on your bed.. my legs spread wide for you.. arms over my head.. your fingers... started at my nipples slowly tracing my skin... as a make believe map.. they... slowly made thier way around each nipple... and down the middle of my tummy... moving lower.... and lower resting on my mound.. your fingers... touched my skin.. making me burn with desire.. I laid still.. as to obey your command... your expert fingers traveled down to my now open lips... slowly..parting them more.....you laid beside me.. not touching me.. anywhere except your fingers... you take your middle finger.. and enter my cunt.......... my juices greet you.. your finger lingers there.... and then moves to my hard clit....touching it sends me and try hard to maintain my composer.... you lean to me"..still.. girl" I stay still following your order.....my chest heaves... as your finger.. journeys down into my sweet hole....around ans around you. trace ......entering me.. slowly.. my hips wanting to meet your touch.......again I hear..." still girl" and again I remain still.. no moving as your fingers move in and out... my breathing heavy.. my eyes begging you to lift my restiction.....you whisper "ask my little one" .. "Sir... please let me move..".... "ask, " you say again.... and again I say "Sir. please let me.. move" and you whisper "yes.. girl you may" and when I hear your words.. I lift my hips to meet your probing fingers.. letting out a loud moan.. at the same time a loud thunder.. cracks......meeting you every time... my hips move.. as you fuck me.. in and out... your fingers take me.... I moan loudly. and move faster.. wanting more.. you give me all ... and within seconds.. I am cumming all over your fingers.. my wetness flooding.. out of my hole... shaking and quivering as my body performs for you.... I finally open my eyes.. and look your way.. you are smiling... as your fingers linger and softly.. control me..... mmmmmmmmmm escapes me.. and you climb on top of me...placing your knees on both sides of my head.....you.. reach for the headboard to balance yourself... and you settle your cock.. right above my mouth... your balls resting on my chin.......
I know better than to move without orders.. so I lay still as you look at me... our eyes meet and lock.... time......goes by maybe a second maybe more.. I can not tell.. you.. whisper.. "listen to me and do as I say"..... I nod... and watch you... intently.......
"baby..............stick your tongue out.."... I slowly bring my tongue out..and you bring your cock.. down to me it....laying it.. long way against me.. you move your hips so that my tongue... drags up and down your cock.............your eyes watch.. as my tongue.. touches you.....you then say" baby........... use your lips and tongue on your Master" I open my mouth eagerly.. and take the first lick of your head.... tasting you... Not being able to use my arms.. I take you into my mouth.. and suck you.. wanting more.. I suck like a baby.. after a greedy bottle... sucking loudly.. my mouth full.. I look up at you.. you watch .. and smile... "yes..." you whisper.. so I continue.. licking and sucking as you begin to push more your cock into my mouth.. being very careful to control.. how much.. watching my reaction.. for you control.. yourself.. ............you pull out.. and take your cock in your hand.. and lift it.. up.. bringing your hot. balls to my lips.. I open my mouth to recieve your gift... and suck.. slowly at first and then harder and faster.. licking your sentitive skin.. you move more.... stroking yourself.. as I lick under you.. .. you resettle yourself.. farther up on me.. rising your ass .. just above my eager mouth..."baby........ please your Master" and when I hear those words.. I know.. I start licking you.. rimiming your ass.. letting my tongue fuck your.. most private area... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... I moan.. as I suck your ass.. covering your hole with my mouth.. I suck hard.. and then let my tongue enter you.......
you moan loudly... as at the same time you stroke your cock.....bring yourself closer to release... I fuck you harder and faster.. you are riding my tongue.... grinding.. your ass down on my mouth... being careful not to... hurt me... in the middle of the desire and passion and let my tongue. go and devour you.. and you build more... I slide my hands out and reach up to your cock... its so hard.. I stroke it as I tongue fuck you.. and with in seconds.. you are cummming... moaning and screaming.. as your cum.. shoots out........
You back down.. and place your cock at my mouth.. I know.... I open and start to lick you clean... tasting all your cum.. and seeding.. I lick and clean your gift... and work my way up and down your cock.... you slowly.. move off me.. and lay beside me.. taking me into your arms...
minutes past.. we lay still.........
you lean to my ear and whisper...
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It is going to be a fun night, I have been promising myself for ages that I was going to do this and finally the night has come... the night of 'the party' arranged by my potential Master, and I was unsure if I should be excited or just plain scared.
I go to shower, and while the hot water runs over my skin I run the razor over my legs, and pussy to ensure that I am totally hair free, then shampoo my hair with the coconut shampoo that I love and condition it with the matching product. I know it will leave my hair both smelling good and looking silky.
Walking naked across the bathroom to my bedroom I catch sight of myself in the mirror, hmm, not bad for my age, but certainly never going to see 30 again... but would I want to?
Without hanging around to think that one through I reach into the wardrobe and get out the dress that I have hanging in there waiting just for this night. It is long, black, fitted close around my waist and hips, but cut low over my breasts, the back dipping down revealing my skin all the way to the curve of my ass. To the side there is a split right up to the hip... it was a dress that covered everything, while covering very little.
First reaching for the jar of body lotion I liberally apply it across my whole body, leaving it feel soft to the touch and with a slight sheen and I quickly dry my hair, leaving it soft and loose around my shoulders.
I take my stockings out from the drawer, slide them up my legs, admiring the soft sheen of the silk, and the thick lace band at the tops. I wriggle into the crotchless panties, black, barely covering and most definitely revealing - if and when I chose to do so. I am so in control... I think....
I drop the dress over my head, the halter neck resting under my blonde hair which swung down on one side of my head.
Simple sliver jewellery, necklace, bracelet and earrings are soon fitted into place and my black stilettos with the silver heels are on my feet.
I walk back into the bathroom and quickly apply a quick dab of cream to my face, then unusually for me, foundation, blusher, shadow to my eyes, and a flick of mascara and another of lipstick and I am almost ready. The finishing touch is the splash of my favourite perfume Chanel Allure, applied to the pulse points on my throat, wrists, elbows and behind my knees and I am ready.
The nerves are starting to kick in now, and I move through to the kitchen to reach up for a glass and filling it half full of ice adding a generous measure of Vodka and a splash of lime juice. I take a quick drink but hear the taxi sound its horn outside and I know the time is up, it is now or never.
With just a small hesitation I pick up my bag, run my hand through my hair to muss it just slightly, and I am out of the door.
When I get downstairs there is my black cab waiting for me, so I quickly jump in the back and it immediately sets off, I do not have to give any instructions, he knows where we were going. I catch his eyes looking at me in the rear view mirror and know I am looking good. I smile happily to myself, I clearly still have some mileage left in me yet.
We arrive at my destination and as I had been told to, I enter the building via the basement steps, and into the large open room, with closed curtains all around all the walls, strange, I would have expected them only to be to the front and rear of the building... oh well, I was not there to examine the decor. I walk across to the table and find the cream envelope that I had been told to expect, and a small bell, the envelope would contain my instructions for the evening. Unusually brief, I had been expecting more. Whilst we had been setting the whole thing up I seemed to get much longer missives, I guess checking that I really was up for some adventure.
If I was happy to continue I had only to ring the bell and then to undress, then to go through the curtains at what I had thought was the far end of the room, enter and draw the curtains behind me. I smile and without a further thought lift the bell and rang it a few times. Almost immediately there was music playing into the room. I smile again and slowly count to ten to calm the nerves that are now kicking in once again. Then, slowly begin to remove my clothes, unhooking the halter which I know will reveal my breasts , then wriggling my hips to ease it over my ass and watch as with a quiet swishing it pools around my feet. I step out of the tangle of material, what a waste of time that was, I had spent ages choosing it, I had at least hoped to wear it for a while at least tonight, this was not at all what I had been expecting. My invitation initially had indicated a party, and that usually meant lots of people, good conversation, wine and even the odd nibble or two. Oh well, I would have to see what the night led to.
Next I hook a thumb into each side of my panties and slide them down to my ankles, and step out of them, kicking off my shoes as I do so. Last but not least come my stockings, I wonder what was happening here, was I being filmed? Just in case, I make the most of caressing my legs as I slowly remove them and bent low to the floor deliberately giving a view of the length of my legs and my high firm ass.
Ah well, I did not want to linger any longer, and was eager to see what lay behind the drapes, so I pad softly across the room, opened them just enough to allow me room to slip through and close them firmly behind me. I was now standing alone, naked in a darkened room. The scent of exotic flowers filled my head and enveloped my body like a soft caress.
The soft glow of light from two candles draws me further into the room. I find myself stand before an enormous bed with a black wrought iron headboard. Ivory satin sashes are tied to each corner of the wrought iron frame. Two small matching tables on either side hold an ivory pillar candle. The black comforter is turned down revealing rose-colored satin sheets beneath. Burgundy colored rose petals have been scattered across the sheets and around the floor. I stand at the side of the bed.
Beyond the soft candle light the room is pitch black and the silence is almost deafening.
A sexy male voice reaches out to me from out of the darkness "Don't move, stay right where you are . . . close your eyes." The slightly deep raspy timber of his voice sends a shiver down my spine. The sound of it makes me suddenly very aware of my naked body. I can feel his eyes explore every inch of my body like invisible hands from out of the darkness. My nipples grow tight and taunt in response.
I close my eyes slowly and wait. The seconds feel like an eternity. The only sound is my heart pounding. I can feel him behind me now; his body' s heat a hairs breath away. He slips a satin blindfold over my eyes and ties it to my head. I am in complete darkness now. He reaches up and runs his fingertips down the left side of my neck. I immediately lean my head to the right as my sharp in-take of air pierces the silence.
"I will have you." He whispers, so close I can feel her lips brush my ear. My body feels like it is on alert. My head falls back on a moan when I feel him take my nipple into his mouth. Nothing else touches my body, just the warm sensation of his tongue encircling my nipple as he sucks on it slightly. Sending shock waves through my body, ending with a deep ache between my thighs. "Keep your hands at your sides." His words wash over me "My desire is to know your body inside and out."
Hands now explore every inch of my body. Starting at my cheeks the run down either side of my face and neck. Palm down on my chest and pause only a few moments to fondle my breasts. Giving a slight pinch to each nipple; lifting each breast as though feeling their weight. Teeth nip at each nipple sending a surprise shock through each, only to then be soothed with a sensual kiss.
The hands continue on and reach back to grab my ass. Rubbing and kneading, pinching and pulling, fingers slide in-between and travel down to spread my cheeks and finger the outer edge of the entrance to my ass. Now I feel my juices really start to gather between my legs. I whimper ever so slightly, my body is on fire.
One hand comes forward and cups my clean shaved pussy. "Wet already my slut?" He murmurs. As he starts to kiss my neck two of his fingers slip between the wet folds of my cunt. I gasp aloud and start to reach for him.
"NO!" he growls and steps completely away from me. My body feels suddenly cold and abandoned behind the darkness of my blindfold. A small cry emerges from my throat.
"Lie on your back in the center of the bed." he abruptly commands. I feel for the bed in front of me. I climb on top and does as he says. "Now the games begin." Again he emits this unusual, but sexy kind of laugh
He first ties my right wrist with the satin sash. I wait eagerly as he steps around the bed to then tie my left. I tug my arms, both are tight and secure. "Lift your ass." As I do so he slips a pillow beneath me.
As he pulls my legs open, I feel my juices begin to drip from my cunt. My body is so alive and feels as though electricity is flowing through every nerve. As he ties each ankle I am more and more helpless. It's pitch black I cannot see even an ounce of light. I try to move but I am locked down spread eagle. I feel vulnerable and exposed.
With my legs tied down, and my pussy is wet and wide open. I feel a sudden chill of fear, and upon seeing it he laughs. "Yes, my slut. It's all right to feel fear. You are right where I want you, you will lay there and take what I give." he is climbing on top of me. "You won't have a choice, and you won't tell me NO."
I feel his naked chest rub against mine as he leans forward over me, his tongue laps at my ear as he whispers "Scream all you want, there is no one to hear you. When I am done with you, you will be begging me to continue, never to stop and you will always, always. . . . want more . . ."
I hear a deep guttural moan come from my own throat. And my body is agonizing, if I don't cum soon I feel as though I will implode. "Please Master" I beg "I am aching with need, please make me cum. Please . .. ."
"SHUT UP!" he roars! "I did not tell you to speak!" as he slaps my face. I lay there at first stunned, my left cheek stinging.
"You only speak when commanded." he informs me. I tug at my bindings, I struggle, and I pull to no avail. "Ha, ha," he laughs, "Yes, keep going I like when you fight it."
For badness I lay completely still. He climbs off of me and kneels next to me on the bed. He grabs at my breast, hard and rough, pinching the nipples tight. I can't stop myself; I moan aloud, it feels so good. And in the next second he has thrust two fingers deep into my wet pussy and I hear myself scream out in sheer pleasure.
I feel the roughness of his chest hair as it brush my stomach as she leans forward and takes my other nipple into her mouth. The only sound breaking the silence is the stroking of his fingers inside my now soaking wet cunt. I cry out on my first orgasm which rolls through my body like a wave, strong and fluid.
"Hmmm, see it's not so bad to be at the mercy of another is it?" He laughs. My body quivers now, awaiting his next onslaught. He climbs up and I guess he is now standing over me on the bed and I lay there amazed at how being so helpless is making me feel. I am so aroused I think I will go mad. I feel the throbbing of my swollen clit, pussy wide open and dripping.
He turns around on the bed and kneels over me. I can smell his vaguely musky male scent just inches above my face and my mouth begins to water. I am mortified to feel this way, I am angry that he has taken all my control. Yet I can't help but want more. I hear myself whimpering, in a quiet way begging him to continue. Then I hear it before I feel it.
A slight buzzing noise, I take a deep breath and let it out slowly as I try to be patient. At first he puts just the head of the vibrator into me. I hear my voice screaming out in my mind, but my mouth is silent! I want him to slam it hard, fast and deep, but my new Master is not accommodating.
In and out a little farther in each time, this vibrator feels huge. I feel the walls of my cunt stretching give it access. As his pace picks up I begin to groan, faster and faster until he is pounding this huge cock into me!
Just as I begin to scream out in orgasm he pushes his cock down onto my face. I open my mouth to begin the feast immediately, licking and sucking at the cock now thrusting into my mouth.
And still he pounds the vibrating cock in and out - in and out. I feel like the bed is spiraling in circles. That or the room is spinning I can't tell. I just know I must have his cock inside me NOW!
I feel him lean over for something next to the bed as I continue the onslaught of his luscious cock. "You like it hot babe?" he asks. I just grunt as I open my mouth wider to try and take him all in, t is impossible though. I feel him getting harder I know it is coming. I suck his cock and flick my tongue around the head more urgently and am rewarded with his moan of pleasure as he pumped hot semen over my tongue, it is dripping freely off the sides of my face and down my chin.
He sits up and I tug at my arm restraints I want more of his sweet, sweet cock. "In good time my slut." he tells me. I lie back as he climbs between my legs. he pulls the fake cock out and I am sent into orbit as he uses his mouth to begin his own exploration of my pussy.
His tongue runs up and down my clit, I am so HOT my body is shaking uncontrollably. He takes my clit into his mouth and begins to suck on it. I am crying out now. I whine and whimper as I struggle to pump my hips. The pillow placed under my ass has lifted me up and open to him for easy access.
Right as I begin to feel my orgasm take hold, something very hot almost searing hits my clit. I scream both in pain and in pleasure. My master has poured warm candle wax onto my pussy right as I reached climax.
I continue to orgasm with my screams as he pours it onto my nipples and breasts. I pull hard at my restraints but there is nowhere to go. The orgasm continues wave after ever lasting wave. My head thrashes back and forth as I hear him laughing, laughing.
I am breathing hard and sweat cools my body as he climbs down. My blindfold is still secure; I am living all of this through darkness and extra sensitive awareness. I am liquid; I lay like a dead weight. My limbs so heavy they are being held up by the restraints. "Hmmmm," he hums "I think you are starting to see the possibilities, and I am seeing great potential in you my slut."
I don't even have the energy to get angry at his degradation of me. I feel him reach for my left wrist I think maybe this is the end, but all he does is tug on the sash checking it for strength. Finding it still holding he climbs back up between my legs. "Now it's time to be rewarded" I feel him lay between my legs and it is then I realize he is already hard and is going to grant me my wish, however, I now wonder if I am going to be able to cope with any more.
He checks my pussy with his fingers "Good and wet, perfect. Are you ready?" he asks and within a heartbeat he has plunged his cock deep into my wet cunt. His mouth takes one of my breasts in, as he slams into me with hard force.
I feel my juice surge as he is fucking me. Hear the wet slapping as I cry out.
Over me he yells "Come on, SCREAM!" Pumping so hard it is almost cruel. His hands are all over me, scratching and pulling. Pinching and groping, the orgasm rumbles from deep, deep within my core. I am screaming louder and louder, with each octave he pumps with more brutality.
He thrusts as hard as he can one last time and my orgasm finally explodes. I hear a blood-curdling scream emerge from my chest.
My body slumps to the bed in sheer exhaustion. "Very good." he whispers. With one last lick of my clit he climbs down. I hear him blow out one of the candles. I feel him untie my legs one at a time. Next my arms are freed.
"Get up onto your knees, and sit back," he orders. I do so, with surprise that I even have any power left within me. I feel him behind me once again. Chest pressed to my back. "Next time," he whispers in my ear "don't hold back!"
As he pulls away he releases my blindfold. I open my eyes to find only the candle in front of me still lit and that my Master has stolen away in the pitch black darkness behind me. I sigh as I lay back down, my last conscious though before falling to sleep . . . was to wish he returned soon . . . I wanted more . . . I wanted another party for two. |
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Tori had been hooked on cyberspace for six months. Using "Online, USA" had begun as a lark, something to fill her time and an outlet for her need to write. There are so many interesting people out there, she'd reasoned, why not meet a few? And indeed she'd met more than a few. Since she herself had two screen names, she could be anyone she chose to be. Take for example the guy in Seattle with 48 piercings. He knew her as TorridOne. She had told him she was a tattooed sexual submissive. Which was mostly true. Besides, she had laughed, did he really have a subincised penis? Or what about her favorite friend in NJ. A very addictive man who loved women. She spent hours talking to him. Even got a POBox for there special mail. With him she was BlackLace. Often she had contemplated meeting him, wondering if he was really as good as he seemed. Truthfully she didn't really care if they were real or fantasies. She longed to live out, safely and vicariously, all the dark little sexual fantasies that she just couldn't mention to her friends.
One evening after tucking in the family, she clicked the sign on button hoping to find some company. While slipping out of her clothes she periodically glanced at the screen watching each step of slow sign on process. Pulling her nightshirt over her head she heard the familiar synthetic voice "You have mail!" Little did she know when she sat down to read it that this mail would change her life.
Tori read the two-line email message send to her wilder persona, Torrid One. Interesting, she'd thought. An aggressive guy into the "rape thing." Yet something had stirred inside her, a hidden fantasy. Tori had always wondered what it would feel like to be attacked or forced. To be used as nothing more than some man's toy.
Tori had corresponded with the man for a week or so. They'd shared fantasy stories and little personal facts - nothing, she'd been sure, that could lead him to her. They never exchanged addresses or photos, so how could he find her? They'd shared a phone call or two, but that was it. During one innocent call, Tori had mentioned that she would be alone all weekend. No big deal, she'd told him, just a rare and welcome occasion when she had the house all to herself. He'd seemed happy for her.
She'd shopped all day and gotten home late. Tori opened a bottle of wine, dropped a CD on the player, and headed for the bathtub to unwind in a long, solitary bath. (Now there was something she almost never had!) She finished off half the bottle of wine in the process.
Stepping out of the tub, her thoughts turned to hopes that one of the lonely, horny men she knew would be online. In a moment of wine-induced playfulness, Tori opted to wear something slinky. That way if she were asked what she was wearing, she could tell the sexy truth. Reaching into the drawer, she selected a black silk teddy, with laces from crotch to tits. It was very tight. With a wicked giggle, she stepped into black stiletto pumps. Just as she was about to settle down in front of the computer she heard a brief clicking sound from the front room. Lord, was someone at the door?
She grabbed her black robe, and headed toward the front of the house. Her quick scan of the living room showed her nothing out of place. The peephole in the door revealed only a fish-eye view of her front porch . Must have been the CD player shutting off.... Satisfied, she walked over to the player and removed the soundtrack to 9 1/2Weeks from its jewelcase. As the music started, she swayed in her best Kim Bassinger imitation. As Tori turned back toward her bedroom she saw him. The intruder stood right in front of her, calmly taking in the view of her semi-nudity. Instinctively she grabbed her open robe, closing it around herself, too shocked to think clearly.
The intruder was dressed all in black. A knife held casually in his right hand. It wasn't an especially big knife, but it was big enough. Clutching her robe she tried to look at his face. But as his eyes roamed up and down her body all she could think about was the knife. It mesmerized her the way his thumb and fingers stroked the blade. They stood there for what seemed to be an eternity. He seemed so calm, determined, almost forming his plan as he looked at her. She jumped when he began to move toward her. Grasping her hands he brushed them away, letting her robe fall to the floor.She started to move back but he was to fast.
"Please don't" was all she could choke out before his hand covered her mouth. He could see the fear in her eyes, and it set him ablaze as though it were gasoline tossed on a fire.
Sliding behind her, he moved her toward the back of the house. Once in the bedroom he turned her around and pushed her back onto the bed. Still not saying a word he climbed on top of her. Placing the knife between his teeth, he took a pair of handcuffs out of his back pocket and cuffed her to the brass headrail. His hands slowly glided down her arms to her face. Running a finger along her lips and down her throat , he stopped between her breasts as she pleaded for mercy. With his free hand he took the knife from his teeth and placed in to her lips. When she was quiet he slid off her and looked around the room. Tori watched as he moved toward her desk, the light from the computer illuminating his face. A smile formed on his lips as he ran his hand over the screen. He began rummaging through the desk, removing a roll of duck tape and something she couldn't see. Placing the unknown object in his pocket he turned his attention back to her.
The roll of tape spun around on his fingers as he turned toward her. He removed the knife from her lips, placing it on a nearby night stand and tore a piece of tape off the roll. Before she could protest he shut her up. Then the man paused, in apparent contemplation. Slowly, he walked around the bed, surveying his captive. Her legs still free, Tori desperately tried to kick him as she struggled. He left the bedroom for a moment, and returned with the tie from her robe. He quickly secured her legs together. Satisfied that she could not escape, he turned away from the bed.
She watched him examine her closet. Panic rose in her throat. If he finds the boxOh God no! Tori shook her head violently from side to side , as he triumphantly took the box from its hiding place.
The man removed his shirt and slid onto the bed with Tori. Taking up his knife again, he severed the laces holding her teddy together. One by one, he revealed her body more with every cut. Carefully, he placed the point of the knife at the entry of her pussy and smiled at how suddenly she stopped moving. He cut the thong, leaving her body nakedly exposed before him. Tucking the knife into his back pocket he grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard, pinching her nipples even harder, and watching avidly as she winced in pain. She could see him smile, the light from the computer casting an eerie glow on his face. He let go of her nipples and reached into his pocket. When he opened his hand to reveal its contents Tori's eyes widened in terror. He laughed as her muffled screams grew louder. One at a time he pinched each reddened nipple into the vise-like grip of a paper clamps.
He stepped to the side of the bed watching as her body writhed in pain. Her ears roared with the sound of her strangled cries. Then above the roar she heard it, the distinctive hiss of leather as it cuts the air. Her eyes flew open as her own cat-of-nine-tails connected sharply with her breasts. Her screams desperately tried to escape the tape. The man continued his assault, the stinging blows of the cat moving up and down her body , tangling painfully now and again in the nipple clamps.
She was openly crying now, her tears begging her attacker to stop. He flicked on a light, smiling. Her body was a mass of red welts, crisscrossing her breasts and stomach. Moving to the end of the bed, he grabbed her legs and flipped her over. The clamps bit into her swollen breasts, bending her nipples sideways, sending new spasms of pain through her body. She renewed her muffled cries, begging for him to stop, but he couldn't - or wouldn't - hear her.
Then he began his assault on her ass. But he wanted it done right. He was quite strong, and despite her ankles being tied, he managed to get her on her knees, presenting her ass nicely. Her throbbing tits ached as the clamps brushed the bed. His hand moved slowly down her back as she vainly tried to squirm away from him. Parting her ass, he harshly shoved two fingers into her cunt and laughed out loud when he saw how wet she was.
Soaked and shaved, too -- how nice to know she's enjoying herself, he mused. He quickly began whipping her ass and legs again. Harder and faster then before. Her whole body was awash with the pain of stinging, throbbing welts. Cutting the tie that bound her legs, he spread them wide. Her resistance was gone. Her own sexual desires were taking over now. Despite all her protests, she wanted this. The cat landed two more times, expertly hitting her clit both times. Even the tape couldn't hold back her agony. Dropping the whip, he ran his hand over her welted ass. Tori flinched at his touch as he turned her over. He removed his pants, dropping the knife near her head, and climbed onto her chest, his cock only inches from her face. His naked ass pressing against her tortured tits making them swell against the clamps.
Picking up the knife from the bed he ran the blade along her face. She didn't dare speak as he ripped the tape off her mouth with his free hand. She felt his cock against her chin. Knowing what he wanted her mouth opened slowly. In one move the attacker shoved his whole cock into her mouth. Hard and deep. He looked into her eyes as he applied a light pressure to her cheek with the knife. Terrified, Tori began to suck the intruder's cock. She sucked harder as he moved his tool in and out of her hot mouth. He slid it deep down her throat until she gagged, then slowly withdrew. She's good, he thought with a laugh. Even bound and forced, she can suck cock like a pro.
Leaning forward, he grabbed the headrail. He pumped his cock in and out of her mouth like it was a pussy. He rammed it deeper with every push. Her lips grazed his belly with every thrust. He loved the way her face looked. An erotic mix of lust and fear. Every time he pulled back she gasped for air. She thinks she'll never breathe again. He mused. With one last thrust, he came. He unloaded his gift in her mouth and on her face, then rubbed his cock on her lips until she took him in again. She sucked him clean, sure he would leave her alone now, yet hoping he wouldn't. She felt confused at her feeling of victory when her efforts made him hard once more. The realization that she had never felt so alive left her dizzy.
With renewed vigor he began another assault on her tits, biting them, slapping them, twisting and pulling the clamps until her breasts were red and bruised and the nipples swollen. He shoved three fingers roughly into her pussy and found her even wetter than the first time, and even more ready for him. She was responding in spite of herself. He knew he could force her to come. Amazing! He would have never believed it, but then, who would have believed her wild stories anyway? Forcing her legs unmercifully apart he moved his face between her legs and tasted her. Long hot strokes of his tongue on her pussy. Hot, sweet juices flowing as she moaned. Moving his body up onto hers he ran his cock along her dripping pussy. She started to shake her head NO but stopped. Why? She didn't know. The head of his cock paused at the opening .Searching her eyes he waited for her to plead him not to. When none came he slamming his cock deep into her. Roughly he hammered away at her cunt. He watched the tears flow down her cheeks as he pounded her, her tears adding more fuel to his fire.
He could feel her responding. Her back arching with each thrust. That, mixed with her tears and muffled cries, sent him over the top. He leaned forward and kissed her hard, his tongue probing her mouth, his teeth biting into her lip. As they both exploded, the waves of pleasure coursing through them, he leaned over and whispered in her ear - his first words to her throughout this whole ordeal.
"Was your fantasy all you hoped for my little TorridOne ? "
Time stopped as she stared into his eyes. "Is it really you master Darius....?" she whispered, recognizing his voice. A smile formed on her lips. Had he really succeeded in doing it?
The man looked deeply into her tear-stained face. "Yes Slut, it's really me," he answered, ripping the clamps off her tits with a grin. |
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