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5/11/2014 11:35:39 AM

"Beautiful.." Sera woke abruptly from the warm dream she had been indulging in with a violent jerk. Panic quickly replaced the pleasure she had been feeling only moments before. The voice was unfamiliar to her; As was the dark natural stone room. She was bound, she knew. She could feel the cold, hard metal bands, that were attached to the large wooden table she was currently laying atop, digging into her skin when she pulled at her arms and legs. She jerked her hips upward, and whimpered when her hipbones made contact with the large metal band around her middle. She jerked her arms again, only increasing her own discomfort. A large leather mask cover the lower half of her face. Only her eyes were above the covering. Small metal edged slats were made into the front of the mask, just below the nose, and were barely enough to allow for adequate air intake. She could breath, but each deep breath felt like it was being taken through a straw. The mask itself was tightly formed to fit along the jaw preventing her from opening her mouth. Her brow furrowed, and she whimpered again. Her confusion and fear more powerful than concern over what she was doing to her sensitive skin. "Be Still!" She jumped and froze at the command. She lay perfectly motionless. Her skin buzzing with reaction to the powerful masculinity in the voice. It was deep, and harsh, But smooth at the same time. She imagined grainy sandstone, draped with the softest velvet. Her nipples had tightened at the sound of his voice. She blushed as she began to ache between her thighs. The power in his voice completely throwing her into an unexpected mist of red hot lust. She continued to lay still on the hard, linen covered wood. After nearly 10 minutes of silence she nervously began to look around the room. She arched her neck, and looked behind her. There was a large porcelain tub against the far wall. It was easily the biggest bath she had ever seen. At least 7ft long, and wide enough to fit two adults, shoulder to shoulder. Large, ornate, brass candle holders were affixed to the stone wall. Each holder boasting 3 long, slender red candles. The candle light was the only light in the room, and cast it's glow about halfway across the floor. To her left, on the far inside wall hung all kinds of whips, floggers, canes, paddles, belts, straps, and several more odd looking instruments that she was not familiar with. She pressed her chin down toward her chest, but the light of the candles did not extend.to that wall, and the only thing she could make out was three large, round pillars. She looked to the right wall, and found the door. A large, heavy wooden thing that looked like it belonged in an ancient castle. She decided 'Dracula' must have abducted her in her sleep and beought her to his castle. For a second she contemplated escape, but quickly gave the idea up as impossible. She turned her heas back to the left, and ler out a startled, as well as muffled, scream. The man standing directly above her had seemed to appear out of thin air. Where had he been hiding? Behind the pillars? On the dark side of the room? She stared up at him, wide eyed. She took in his appearance while her glared down at her. He was tall, muscled, very toned, and extreamly masculine. His "dark chocolate" skin looked rock hard, and she caught herself wondering if he was hard like that everywhere, and how good it would feel to pleasure him. He was shirtless, and she could see no hair on his beautiful, greek god's body except for a thin trail of black silk beginning at his belly button and disappearing into the waistband of his tight leather pants. She fixed her eyes on the fly of his pants, and silently wished he wasn't wearing anything at all. Her eyes widened as his cock.throbbed against the inside of his pants. If the mask had allowed it, her jaw probably would have fallen open. Even though he wasn't erect yet, she could see when he pulsed against the tight fabric that his cock.was.easily as impressive as.the rest of his body. "What are you looking at, Sera? Do you want to see what's in here?" He asked, sliding the fingers of one hand into his waistband. She watched him rub his fingers up and down inside his pants. 'Why in the world am I reacting this way?' She wondered. She knew id he removed the restraints right now, she would be on the floor in front of him in less than a second, begging him to let her taste it. She was shocked by her thoughts, and lustful way she was acting toward this man who had obviously kidnapped her. "Answer my question, Slave." His voice was hard. 'Oh No!' She thought, What had he even asked her? She whimpered. "Do you want me to show you my dick?" He asked again. She swallowed the lump in her throat, and blushing bright red all over her body, shamefully she nodded. He chuckled deep in his throat. It was a rough, gravely sound, and her pussy tightened in response. She wanted this unknown man, badly. She watched him withdraw his hand, and use it to unsnap his button. She watched the muscles ripple in his arms as he unzipped them, and laid the flaps over to the side, leaving the fly completely open. She could see the muscled vee between his hips was deep, and she wondered if some od the toning in that area was.due to his sexual frequency. Most of the shaft, as well as the head of his cock was still tucked into the crotch of his pants, and she longed to push them down over his hips, and watch his cock pop out of them. She could see enough to know that he was well groomed. The hair surrounding his dick was expertly shaped and trimmed. She wanted to feel it rubbing against her clit. She finally dared to llok up at his face. His head was shaved, his brows shaped, but still masculine. His nose was long and just slighty wider at the nostrils. His mouth was perfect. His full, sensual lips were quirked in a half smile. His jaw was strong and had an almost arrogant set to it. And his eyes. She only quickly stole a.peek at those, but it was enough to see that they were hard, intense gold green jewels set in thick black lashes. She suddenly felt a powerful sense of unworthiness falling over her. 'What did he pick me for?' Her brows furrowed as she considered her own unremarkable looks. Her pale skin, plain brown-red hair, and dark green-brown eyes. Thought about her waist. Slender enough she supposed. However the thought od her small grapefruit sized breasts was unpleasing. She was sure to be disappointing to him. "What, Sera?" He asked in a velvety whisper, "You don't like the way I look?" Her eyes snapped back up to his face. She didn't want him to think that. She.wanted to tell him she liked it, but all she got out was, "Iee oo iee ih." He laughed at her attempt. He slid one hand beneath her neck, supporting her head as he lifted it off the table, with the other he undid the clasp on the mask, and pulled it from her face. Her lips were.swollen, and tender from the tight mask. They were red and pouty. She watched him watching her. "Tell me again." Softly, she repeated, " I do like it." She shivered at the heat in his eyes. Tremors ran from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. "If I take these off," he started, running the tips of his long index and middle fingers along the metal band at her wrist, "are you going to try to run?" She shook her head, "no" she whispered. "What ARE you going to do if I take them off?" He asked, stareing down at her. "Everything you want me to do." She answered, her eyes lowered, her face flushed. "Good Girl." Her hips involuntarily jerked upward in response to his praise. He smiled at her obvious arousal. " I like how obedient you are being." He whispered, as he leaned down to unlatch her wrists. Once her hands were free.she immediately covered her breasts and over sensitive nipples. His mouth hardened into an unapproving line. "No." She put her hands on the table. He moved lower, and started to unlatch the band around her waist, then stopped. He gave her a quick glance, then moved down to her ankles. He unlatched the first, then the second. He rubbed the welts on her slender ankles and feet. She shivered in response. He let go of her feet, and walked back to the middle of the table. "Spread your legs." She did as she was told, arching her hips up, and spreading her thighs as wide as she could. She could feel her clit pulsing, her pussy tightening and releasing, under his scrutiny. He smirked at her display. It randomly occured to her that he had been calling her by name. She wondered if he had been following her without her knowing. She jerked when he started to run his fingertips up the inside of her thigh. Oh, she wanted it. Him. He stopped just at the crook of her thigh, tracing her panty line. Her hips bucked again. He smiled. "Your honest reactions please me." He mumbled. She liked hearing his voice. She was so wet. So ready for him, and she had a feeling he had only just started. He moved to unlatch her waistband, then sliding one arm beneath her back, he lifted her of the table, and set her feet on the cold stone floor. He was holding her against him, she could feel his hard cock against her belly. She wanted to see all of it. He bent his head down and nuzzled her ear, taking in her scent. He sucked her earlobe into his mouth, toying with it, with his tongue. He caught it briefly between his teeth. Her sharp intake of breath telling him she liked it. He raised his head, and caught her chin in is hand, forcing her head back. She opened her eyes, which had closed when his mouth had touched her. She looked at his mouth as he spoke. "On your knees." She dropped down to her knees.on the stones in front of him. "I know you have wanted my cock since you saw me standing beside the table. Take it out of my pants, and put it in your mouth." Hands trembling, she reached into his open waistband, and pushed his pants down onto his hips. She reached past his open zipper, and pulled his thick dick out. She was amazed by the length, and girth, and secretly wondered if he took some kind of supplement to make it so large. She licked the tip of the head, it was only slighty lighter in color than the shaft. His cock was heavy, and filled her mouth before she had gotten half of it in. She sucked on him, and used her hands to milk his shaft. Her pussy pulsed hard. She wanted to rub her clit. She wanted HIM to rub her clit. His cock throbbed wildly in her mouth. She flicked her tongue over the head. She liked his cock in her mouth. She could taste the salty flavor of his precum. He grabbed her hair in his fist and shoved her mouth down on his cock. The head slammed against the back of her throat, and she struggled to fight off the gag she knew was coming. She choked, and he pulled out of her mouth, and pulled her up off the floor. She was panting, she felt like she had run a marathon. He leaned her hips back into the edge or the table and lifted one leg up. He wrapped her leg around him, and held her thigh to help her balance. He held his dick with his other hand and rubbed the head into her tight slit. He pushed in enough that he didn't need to guide himself anymore, and began rubbing her clit with his fingers. He took a tiny step.forward and slowly pumped his hips, sliding his cock in and out. She started to moan softly. "Don't cum." He whispered. She bit her lip and pushed her hips forward, begging him without words. He pushed in until he felt her tense. He still wasn't all the way in. She could still see the base of his shaft when she looked between their hips. He pushed her hands away from his shoulders, where she had been gripping him, and put them on the top of the table. He pulled her hips forward and raised the leg she had been standing on. He positioned her knees against his ribs, keeping her feet pushed back toward her thighs. He moved his hands down to cup her firm bottom. He used his pinkie and ring fingers to spread her pussy lips open, and pumped into her with more speed. She tensed her abdomen muscles, useing them to arch her hips into his thrusts. He raised her higher, and spread his legs more. He used the insides of his biceps to hold her thighs in place, and bent forward. He put his hands behind her hips and pushed her into the cradle his body made for her bottom. He flexed his hips up, and slid deeper in to her. She grimaced and squeezed her eyes shut. "Shhhh." He crooned to her. "It hurts.." she ground out through clenched teeth. "It feels good to me." He replied. He slowed his pace and pushed even deeper into her tight sheath. The walls of her pussy tightened even more. "Ahh." He sighed, and pressed his forehead into her neck. He pushed his dick in untill her pussy was stretched painfully tight around his dick. He ground his hips against hers. She was whimpering softly. He breathing jagged and shallow. He pumped his hips again, harder than before. She was crying out in pain. "Hush." He instructed. She clamped her teeth down on her bottom lip. Her cries still a hoarse moaning in her throat. Her composure slipped again, and she begged him to take it out. He pumped into her harded. Increasing his speed. "Please!" She cried. "You don't like the way I'm fucking you?" He asked. His expression told her he didn't really give a fuck. She shook her head anyway, knowing the consequenses would probably be even worse the the pain he was giving her now. His face turned to a mask of stone. She felt her own terror creeping up her spine. Would he do something horrible? She didn't even know his name, or where she was. She didn't know anything about this man, who was shoving his dick into her. He slammed her down onto the wooden table, her head just barely missing the heavy metal cuffs that her wrists had previously occupied. He pushed his cock into her, balls deep. Grinding against her hard enough to cause a dull pain to start in his hips. Tears were forming in her eyes. "Tell me then, How should I fuck you? Should I only slide enough of my cock in to gibe you pleasure, then have to jerk off the rest of my dick in my hand?" "No.." she whispered "You only think of your own pleasure, huh? Is that it?" "No..please..." "What are you asking for? A reward? You want me to rub on your pretty clit, and make it feel better? You want to cum, Little One?" "Please...I....don't " she sobbed between words, her garbled responses seemed to amuse him. He was still grinding against her. "Tell you what," he started, his enjoyment evident in his voice. "You lay there real good, take my whole cock for as long as I want, and act like you love how much I hurt your pussy, and then when I'm convinced you deserve it, I'll treat your pussy real good. You like that idea?" She groaned agaist the pain, nodding her head. "Good girl.." He leaned back, and spread her thighs wide,pushing her knees almost to the table on either side of her. He started to pull his cock out an inch at a time, untill only the head was still inside. He slammed his cock all the way back in. Her back arched off the table. He watched the pulse in her neck thud erraticaly. He did it again, all tge way out, then slammed it back in. She cried out. He continued his assault on her pussy. Slamming into her as hard as he could. Feeling her pussy constrict. Hearing her screams untill he was so close to cumming that he almost didn't pull himself back in time. He could feel himself rocking on the edge of the tidal wave. He growled low in his throat, his excitement adding a feral element that he almost refused to controle. He continued slowing his pace until could reign himself in. He pulled his dick out slowly. He held it in his fist, feeling it throb. He stood watching her untill she finally opened her eyes. They were hazy from the pain, her cheeks were wet from her tears and flushed bright pink. "Do you think.you did a good job. Should I reward you now?" He stood silently waiting to see.if.she would answer. Finally her lips parted, bruised from her teeth. In a tiny hoarse whisper she said, "Please..." "Do you want me to make it feel good?" "Yes." He stroked his cock in his hand as he stepped closer to the table. "Raise your legs up." He instructed. She did, raising them so that he knees were touching her shoulders. He pressed the shaft of his dick onto her pussy. He thrust his hips back and forth, holding his shaft between his fingers and her pussy. He rubbed his shaft back and forth on her clit and pussy lips. He watched her tremble, and writhe. Watching her was turning him on. He smiled at the reaction he was having to something so docile. Something so 'vanilla'. Her breathing was becoming audible. He wanted to shove his dick back inside her and cum, hard. He denied himself. The little Slave had earned her reward, or at least she really wanted it. And she was really too small for what he had just given her. He watched her fondle her own breasts. He had to keep himself from moaning when she started sucking on her fingers. "Do you need something in your mouth, Pretty Slave?" Her eyes opened half way. Her lids heavy. He stepped back from her and started slapping his cock against her pussy. Flicking the head up and down on her clit. She spread her knees farther apart,.giving him better access to the tender parts. He milked his dick with his hand while he continued rubbing the head all over her pussy. She was very wet. Her slickness all over her thighs, and butt. All over his cock, and balls. "You didn't answer my question.." he said to her. "I don't remember what you asked." She replied absently. He laughed. it was a soft, quick laugh. He moved back from the table, lifting her with him. " I can tell this isnt the kind of thing you like to do." She said against his neck, as she wrapped her legs around his hips. "Is that so?" He teased She looked at his mouth. "I like the other stuff too," she told him. "You sure about that?" "Yes..I just really like to be pleasure as well." "Don't worry about that," he smiled arrogantly. "By the time you finish cumming, you'll be in love." She giggled at his prediction. He took her to the part of the room that she couldn't see earlier, and set her down on a large canopy bed, draped in black sheer netting. "Lay back." She did, and watched him kneel down infront of her. He Pulled her hips down to the edge of the mattress. "Wanna know a secret?" She smiled shyly. "What?" "I normaly refuse to eat pussy. Probably something to do with my ego." She laughed. "Really," he winked at her playfully, "and you know what else?" "What?" "I want to taste your pussy." She blushed. " Open your legs for me." Her clit was already throbbing in anticipation. She could barely keep her hips on the bed. He spread her pussy open with his thumb and middle finger, and pushed his index finger into her slit. He lapped at her clit gently with his tongue. She moaned, a long, deep sound. She used her hands to open herself even more. He opened his mouth wide, devouring her swolen bud. He used his other hand to gently move hers out of the way. He used his thumb to gently push her hood up, exposing the tiny swolen bead. He rubbed his tongue in tiny circles over her pink flesh. "Do you know how good you taste? You have my dick so hard it feels like it's gonna burst." She purred, his praising her pussy setting her on that hot, blinding wave. He felt her clit pulsing in his mouth, and suckled it carefully. Her thighs were straining to push farther apart. He pushed his face into her, opening his mouth wider to include her tiny hole in his tongue play. He pushed the tip of his tongue into her hole, and wiggled it up and down. He felt her shudder, and almost shot his load into the floor when she filled his mouth with her liquid fire. Her hands were clasping his head. He rode over the wave with her. Swallowing her sweet juices. His balls were full, tight. He stood up and pushed her up on the mattress. He climbed above her and position his cock above her hole. She arched her hips forward, and reached down, guiding the head of his cock into her pussy. "I'll make it good for you." He promised quietly. "Tell me if it hurts." She pulled him down using her legs. Her hole was still tight but slick from her cum. He spread his knees behind her thighs. He watched her reach between them and start to pet her still wet clit. He was so close to cumming. He slid into her and groaned out loud when she let him put it all in. Her pussy milked his shaft. He leaned down on top of her, resting his weight on his elbows. "Feel good, Sera?" "Oh, yes." She breathed. He layed his forehead on her shoulder, and lightly licked her neck, sucking,and nibbleing on her. His thrusts gained speed, when she started into another orgasm. His hips bucked he he pulled back quickly, his cock coming out of her tight hole with a wet 'pop'. He growled, and shot hot thick cum onto her breasts. His world exploding with one vanilla fuck. He stayed knelt between her thighs, his cock and her breasts covered in sticky white. When she had her breathing under controle again, she looked at him and said, " so what am I supposed to call you?" He grinned down at her and replied, "Call me Master."