Beating the Competition (Closed for Wolf Vixen)

[Wolf Vixen]

Sandra's lips perked up into a smile, seeing the defeat in Barry's eyes as he listed the next in line. She could tell he was certain that he had gotten that one wrong. She moved back just a bit on his thighs before lowering herself and allowing her breath to blow lightly over his cock. She opened her mouth, tilting her head as she just barely brushed her lips up the length of his shaft, almost like her lips cradled him. She moved her lips back down his length and sure it was more of a tease than real pleasure but he would understand it as being pleasure all the same.

Sandra's eyes moved up to his as her lips brushed up the length of him once more and when she reached the tip she gave it a soft kiss, "Correct my dear." She sat back up and waiting for the next answer from Barry, seeing the confidence in his stare. Sandra knew though that confidence would disappear again at the next wrong answer.

For the next few hours Barry slowly went through each and every photo that was hanging behind her. He only got a few more correct in the list and when he did she would perform another act that was nothing but pleasure for him. It was the wrong ones she centered most of her attention on as this was her way of making him slowly realize how good pain felt. One moment she was raking nails up the length of his cock as her mouth sealed around his head and the next she was gripping his balls tightly, even twisting some while her tongue lapped over the length of him.

Every wrong answer brought yet another round of something quite painful to Barry and yet Sandra always did it with something pleasurable as well. Near the last few, no longer were the cries of pain from Barry, but the sounds of moans and even a few grunts from him. His cock throbbed and she knew he was desperate for release.

The last answer he gave Sandra was wrong and his eyes showed that he knew he had gotten it wrong, but what intrigued her was the hint in his eyes that he knew the right answer and yet answered it wrong anyway. Sandra leaned over him, her mouth wrapped around all of him. As he filled her mouth she tightened her teeth around his base and moved up slowly, raking her teeth along his shaft and yet her tongue danced over the length of him just before the pain.

As she finished with the tip of his cock she sat back up and looked to Barry, wanting to see the reaction in his eyes as she was almost certain she heard moans of pleasure coming from him.

[LucianDevine]

Barry tensed up when he felt Sandra slide a little further down his body. He knew then what her next target was, and he braced himself for the pain that would come from the wrong answer he'd given. He couldn't tear his gaze away from her though, even as her mouth dipped towards his vulnerable cock, already hard from the sensations, and his own proximity to such a lovely woman, even evil as she was.

A low moan of pleasure slipped from Barry's lips when he felt Sandra's lips brushing up his cock. He remained tense, expecting the pain, waiting for it, almost needing it, just from the desire to have it over with. The soft kiss that she placed to the tip though, and her answer that he'd gotten it correct made him fall back against the mattress, breathless once more. Getting the one right that he'd expected to get wrong actually helped his confidence. That didn't last long though.

The very next wrong answer brought with it a searing pain, the feeling of Sandra's nails raking up the sides of his iron-cored cock. He barely had time to focus on it though, as her head dipped and she sealed the engorged head of him inside her mouth.

Barry fought the sensations as best he could over the next couple of hours, but his resistance had limits. No longer could he ignore the pain that had so thoroughly punished his body, leaving everything from his chest to his balls red and on fire. It was the pleasure that coupled with it though, that was defeating him. One or the other, he could have taken for days, but not both, not simultaneously, especially when the two started to blend in his mind.

As they hit the last row, he'd started to moan from the combined sensations, even as his body tightened before every one. He'd even grunted once or twice, desperately wishing she'd let him cum, hoping beyond hope that she would.

When the pair reached the last one, Barry's eyes settled on it. He knew the answer, had been looking for it, but when he looked into Sandra's eyes and spoke. "Donna." He watched with eager anticipation as her mouth descended once more, taking the full of him into it, elicited another low moan. The searing hot pain that shot up his cock from her teeth though, pulled a sharp gasp. His entire body quaked as he focused on it, needing it, wanting it. A cry of dismay slipped from his lips when she finished with the tip of him.

Barry's entire body was on edge, and he was in no position to do anything about it. In his mind though, he knew that was wrong. He swallowed hard and opened his eyes, finding Sandra's once more. "Please Sandra! Please don't leave me like this!" Barry wasn't even sure what he was asking for, be it pain or pleasure, and truthfully, he didn't care at that exact moment. "Please give me more! Do anything you want, but please, PLEASE Sandra! Please give me more!"

[Wolf Vixen]

Sandra leaned over Barry, letting her robe body brush over his as she reached his lips. Speaking to him as her lips brushed his, "Do you want to cum for me my dear? Are you desperate for that release?" She almost considered leaving him in this state but while she loved the pain she inflicted she wasn't cruel.

"One final question Barry will determine whether or not you will be cumming for me this morning." Sandra reached out her hand and Lyla came to her to bring her a smaller image. Sandra took the photo waiting as Lyla slowly moved out of the room. Smiling to Barry even as she pressed her body into his hard cock, her teeth nipped at his bottom lip for a moment longer, "Name her Barry," Sandra turned the image around to face Barry and this one was of Amber, her friend.

As a groan left Barry so did the name she was looking for. She tossed the image to the side and slowly started to slide down his body, kissing and nipping her way down his chest. Her hand moving to wrap around his hard cock, stroking it slowly before letting her nails rake over him again and then back to stroking, jumping from pleasure and pain.

As Barry's cock throbbed harder in her hand she released her grip on him, "Not yet my dear. You will cum when I tell you to, understand?" Her breath blew lightly over his hard nipple, giving him a little sensation but not enough to push him over the edge. Sandra was thoroughly enjoying herself in this moment, almost purring herself.

As Barry's body calmed slightly her hand wrapped around him again and slowly started to stroke him again. Her mouth biting along his stomach before she finally sat up on his thighs, her free hand gripping and twisting his balls. "Tell me Barry, how badly do you wish to cum for me?"

Licking her lips she released her grip on both his balls and his cock, just letting her fingers barely brush over him, "I don't believe you Barry. But I will show you what your body believes." With that she gripped his cock and twisted his balls as tight as she could, with one stroke and the next she raked her nails over his cock, "Cum Barry," Sandra demanded.

[LucianDevine]

Barry's eyes, which had been wide open when he'd been more afraid that Sandra would leave him like that, closed again when he felt her lean close, her robe brushing against him as her lips feathered over his. "YES! PLEASE YES!"

Barry's chest was heaving as he begged for what he wanted, uncaring just then that it was Sandra, the woman who had tortured him so, that he was begging to make him cum. He let out a soft groan of dismay when he heard her speak, but his eyes opened. He saw her turn towards the blond girl, and watched her take a smaller picture from her. He didn't even have to see the picture to know who this one would be, but the feeling of Sandra's body pressing against his cock was almost enough to distract him from his task. A low groan of pleasure slipped from him, along with one word. "Amber."

The feeling of Sandra sliding down his body once more, and the feeling of her kissing and nipping his chest elicited another series of low moans. He knew what was coming, and he was very much so looking forward to it! His cock jumped in response to the warm hand that gripped it, and his hips lifted, presenting his needy cock up to her. The slow strokes felt good, as did the raking nails that followed. He gasped with the merging sensations, his breath quickening once more.

No sooner did he feel himself building again though, his cock throbbing within the hand that stroked it, than he felt it leave her. He let out a groan of dismay when he felt it, and another when he heard her words. He did nod in response to her words though, definitely not wanting to be abandoned this close to his orgasm. He sighed softly when he felt her breath on his nipple, his body quivering with sensations, hoping desperately that she'd push him over that edge and let him cum.

As Barry started to calm down, he felt Sandra's hand return to him, returning to the slow stroking. Her teeth biting along his stomach gave him the contrast he'd started to crave, the blending sensations building within him. He let out another low moan when her teeth abandoned him once more, but that moan turned into a sharp gasp when he felt her grip his balls and twist. His entire body jerked, and he almost didn't hear what Sandra said. When her words did register though, it took him a moment to breathe through the sensations before he could finally respond. He took as deep a breath as he could manage and practically screamed his response. "So badly Sandra! I need to cum! Please, please let me cum!"

Barry gasped anew when he felt Sandra release him, his entire body quaking as his back arched to her, desperately wanting more. The light touch that came next though, wasn't quite what he had in mind, but at that point, he was more than glad for it. He swallowed hard at what he heard from Sandra say next, but was barely able to begin to think about it before he felt her hands return, gripping his cock tightly, and giving his balls a savage twist. He let out an unbridled cry, of pleasure, of pain, even he wasn't sure. What he was sure about though, was that his body surged to the edge once more, his entire being quivering as he gasped for breath. He felt Sandra's hand on his cock, a single stroke that kept him on edge. The next one though, came with her nails raking down his cock and the permission he'd been waiting for.

Where Barry had found the strength to hold on this long, even he didn't know. Sandra's words though, were like a key in a lock. No sooner did he hear them, than his entire body arched up, and his cock erupted with his cum. His entire body quaked as he came, wave after wave of sensation flooding through him as he gave into it, his eyes closing, and every muscle within him clenching. It was the most intense orgasm he'd ever had in his life, easily surpassing the one he'd had earlier that day.

Barry let out a soft gasp of dismay when he felt himself finally coming down from the tumultuous high that had been his orgasm. Coming down was indeed the right way to describe it, his back falling back to the bed as his taut muscles relaxed. He continued to suck in breaths, trying to refill his lungs and recover from what Sandra had just done to him...again.

[Wolf Vixen]

Watching his body arch up, his muscles tense as the pulse of his cock rocketed through the length of him, Sandra couldn't help the smile that slipped over her lips. She watched every nuance of his body as his cock spurted cum forcefully from the tip. If she didn't know otherwise, she would have to say he hadn't cum for months by the amount his cock released from him.

Sandra slowly slipped her hand up the length of him as his body collapsed back onto the bed. His panting breath told her it would take him a little time to collect his shattered thoughts. Slowly standing she headed over toward the sink where she kept the bowl and clothes to clean up after each session. Reaching for the bowel she realized upon releasing his cock that her finger caught just a drop of his cum. Smiling she slipped the digit into her mouth, savoring the taste of the man she just broke a little more.

Sandra ran the water and made sure it was just the right temperature before filling the bowl once again before moving over toward Barry. She grabbed the table on her way and set it beside him before she lowered herself on the bed, "Very good my dear. You did so well, I may just have to give you a treat." Sandra soaked the cloth before starting at Barry's forehead and working her way down his face and neck. Dipping the cloth once again and ringing it out she moved down over his chest before turning back to the bowl, "How would you like that my dear? Would you like a special treat?"

The more Sandra thought on it the more alive her own body grew. She was already on edge when she came down into the room and after watching the orgasm she ripped from his body the more her own body was desperate for release. She rung out the cloth again and moved it over his arms before dipping it and ringing it to move to his legs. She very much enjoyed this time after a session, a time to check on the one in training, to make sure that not only he understood how proud she was of him but also time for him to come to terms with what she did to them and ask questions if they felt they needed to.

Barry was no different in that aspect, though Sandra felt like at first he would fight everything she did. She did, however, still give him the same benefits she would anyone else she trained. After she rung out the cloth a final time she moved to his cock, wrapping it up into the warm cloth and stroking over him, taking away the signs of his orgasm. Her eyes looked to him while she did this, seeing the reactions in their depths, waiting for him to utter a single word since she started to wash him off.

[LucianDevine]

Barry's eyes opened slowly when he felt Sandra shifting positions and moving to stand once more. He let his head fall to the side so that he could watch what she was doing. When she moved to the sink though, he knew. His head bowed though, as he tried to think through everything he'd been through, things Sandra had put him through.

Sandra's approach pulled Barry out of his head, and he lifted his hazel gaze to hers once more. He laid still as Sandra lowered herself on the bed, and his head lifted a bit more when she spoke of a treat. His head dipped once more as he thought it over, and his eyes slipped closed as he felt the warm cloth on his heated and sweaty skin. He took nothing but slow and deep breaths, only partially lost in his own head as he continued to enjoy the feeling of the cloth on his skin as Sandra cleaned him up.

The feeling of the cloth on his cock though, pulled a soft gasp from him. His eyes opened as she wrapped it around his softened and sensitive penis. He knew that his inner struggle would be evident in his eyes, but he also knew that there was very little he could actually do to hide it. He couldn't deny the reality around him, being kidnapped, beaten, and effectively raped, but he also couldn't deny to himself that he'd enjoyed parts of it. "What kind of treat?" He heard himself asking before he could reign in his own curiosity. Curiosity that was also reflected in the eyes that were locked with hers.

[Wolf Vixen]

Sandra's hands moved the cloth over his cock one final time before slipping the cloth back into the bowl, her eyes staying locked with his, "Pleasing me."

Her eyes glanced down over his body making sure she didn't miss a spot in the clean up before they raised back up to his. Sandra was a patient woman, when she needed to be and this would be one of the first, though not rare times she would simply ask him. She wasn't cold or heartless, yet she did require discipline in those she taught and the desire to serve. This was her way of finding out how much of that ego of his she has chipped away, how willing would he be to pleasure her with nothing in return?

Sandra waited, letting Barry think things through.

[LucianDevine]

The motions of Sandra's hand on the cloth that covered his cock, before finally pulling it away, were certainly a distraction, but he didn't miss what she said.

Barry swallowed hard at her words, and his gaze lowered once more. "Yes, Sandra, I would." Barry found himself saying. "But why would you desire such a thing, from me of all people?" Even he was surprised at what he said, but it was the truth.

[Wolf Vixen]

Sandra looked to him for a moment, the question he asked was a rather valid one, giving the circumstances that he was here. Placing her hand lightly on his chest, a far cry from what she had been doing to him, "There are many things you don't understand or know about me Barry." Raising her hand a moment to encompass the room before laying it back on his chest, "I do this on the side, train people to please. They learn not only the ways of discipline, but also the ways in which to please another. Most wish to serve that person, they find the greatest joys in doing something so simple and yet it is not simple."

Sandra paused, knowing full well that Barry probably had no clue what she was referring to. "There are people like me, who like having those that service my needs Barry. It can be sexual or not at all, but mostly it is sexual as it is a full package. What that entails is simply doing what I request of you with no questions, being available to me at all times and pleasing me without a concern about your own physical pleasure. I know this sounds crazy, but you can find great joy and great pleasure without being physically touched. "

Her fingers glided up to his neck, teasing his skin there, "For you, however, I wanted to teach you the pleasure of pain. To watch as your body soaked up every thing I have done, your brain changing it to something magnificent before it sends the reaction back to your body. I did promise you by the time I was done you would find release within the pain, did I not?" Her fingers drifted down his chest again, just lightly grazing over his skin, "What I am about to do shows me how willing you are to please me to attain what you just experienced. If you do poorly I may not give you the same experience again, but if you do well then you have something to look forward to."

Sandra let him take in everything she had said to him, letting him once again ask any questions he may have. She felt they were progressing faster than she had first hoped, but now knowing the reason he was here, it might change.

[LucianDevine]

It was Barry's turn to watch a transformation of sorts. From his spot beneath Sandra, he was able to clearly see the way the look in her eye changed as she spoke. He also of course noticed the change in the feel of Sandra's hand on his chest, the tender touch she used. He didn't fully understand what she was talking about, but the change he could see in Sandra told him that what she was saying was important to her.

Barry's eyes lowered as he started to think about what she was saying. He did let his head tilt to the side though, giving her teasing hand more room. Much as he tried to comprehend it all though, it was simply too much in such a short period of time. He simply shook his head before lifting his gaze once more.

"I admit to not fully understanding everything, but you of all people, Sandra, should know that I am not entirely selfish. I am far from selfless, but I take great pride in knowing that every woman I take to my bed is well satisfied before they leave it, whether they were there for a day, a weekend, or a week. That being said, I am in no position to stop you. So if you would seek to test me in such a fashion, I would invite you to do so."

[Wolf Vixen]

Sandra heard his words and knew them to be true, not a single woman complained about his prowess in bed. Most wanted more time with him and that is where many of the complaints fell. He would give them the time of their life and yet it didn't affect him one bit to just walk away from them. His ego said he needed no one and yet he did, he just didn't know it yet.

Sandra's hand moved to the opposite side of him as she leaned closer to him, "Then you shall be tested." Her body brushed over his as she moved up to her knees beside him, her hands moving to part the lower part of her robe to show nothing lay under it before moving to straddle over his face.

Reaching down she brushed her fingers through his hair even as his tongue touched her for the first time. She moaned softly needing this more than she let on and yet knowing full well she couldn't lose herself in it either. Barry was there for training, not because he wanted to be there. Sandra kept that thought forefront in her mind as her hips started to move against his tongue.

She moved her body, her fingers slipping down into his hair as her eyes moved to watch him. She felt her body stirring, the fire building between her legs. She wanted to see how well Barry handled having his face ridden, his arms bound so he couldn't touch. She was in complete control of how hard he licked and if he would even get her off as he wanted to. Sandra moaned again letting her body sink into the sensations that his tongue brought on.

[LucianDevine]

Just by the way the conversation between the two had progressed, Barry knew as well as anybody what was about to happen. The only question was, what to do about it. He could indeed cause some damage with his teeth if he desired, but in the end, such an action would be pointless, and he knew it. Still, his hazel gaze reflected his inner battle as Sandra spoke and moved to kneel on the bed beside him. His eyes lowered as she pushed her robe aside, revealing her nakedness beneath it. He made no move against her as she straddled his face, but rather blew lightly on her wet folds as she settled into a comfortable position over his face.

Once she was settled, his tongue lifted, and starting at the base of her admittedly lovely sex, it slid all the way up her moist slit, ending in a flick of her clit. He took note of her actions, and even forgot that his hands were bound as he tried to lift them to cup her ass and pull it closer. The rattling of the chains reminded him of his situation, and he simply accepted the limitation. He paid no heed to the juices that coated his cheeks as he lifted his head, feeling Sandra's hands in his hair as his lips closed over her clit. He sucked upon it, gently at first, before finally increasing the pressure and adding the sensation that was his tongue, flicking against it once more. His lips and tongue worked quickly, long-since trained to perform this task, one he did truly enjoy. He traded between the sensations, sucking with his lips and flicking with his tongue, alternating between the two, then combining them, and then separating once again, rather enjoying the responses he pulled from Sandra.

His attention didn't lapse though, and he was intensely focused on what he was doing, especially when he left her clit, changing his attentions to her soaked sex. His tongue flicked against her outer lips, and he smiled at the reaction before diving right in. His tongue speared into her as he sucked at her sex, sucking hard as he twisted and rolled his long and flat tongue inside of her, wondering how long she could hold on, and if her desire to maintain control would force her to stop him before she lost herself completely.

[Wolf Vixen]

Sandra moaned at Barry's ministrations. Her hips rocked with each flick of his tongue pushing her closer to that orgasm she was trying to hold back. She needed this release and yet she knew if she caved into it easily then it would start to cause problems between her and Barry. She was not to get attached to him, she swore this to herself when she decided to teach him the lessons. This was to train and teach him that he did in fact need someone and that pleasure can come in many different forms.

Sandra tried to keep herself distant as much as possible but Barry's tongue driving into her started to chip away at that resistance. Her hips moved a bit faster, her fingers tangled tighter in his hair as her eyes started to slip close and her mind gave in to the pleasures her body was feeling. Her free hand drifted back along Barry's chest, taking in every ridge and valley along his chest as if she would burn it into memory.

She was dancing on dangerous territory and she knew it, but Sandra couldn't seem to stop herself. The sparks that shot through her body pushed her to enjoy herself more than she should. Her nails brushed along Barry's cock, soft at first before her hand wrapped around him and squeezed slightly. Her hand started stroking in time with her hips, her mind lingering on thoughts and images she shouldn't be having and yet there they were, playing behind her closed lids. Her hips increased their movement even as her hand did the same, her moans growing in the room as she drew closer to her orgasm.

Her hand squeezed his cock slightly even as her nails started to dig into his flesh, her cry loud in the room as her body shuttered above Barry's mouth. Her fingers in his hair gripping him, holding him to her as wave after wave of her orgasm rocked through her body. Sandra hadn't felt anything like it before, maybe because Barry was more or less off limits in her mind, but whatever caused it she found herself panting above him and yet already craving it all over again. Sandra took her time, trying to gather her body under control as her hands slowly released Barry's cock and hair. Her eyes were the last to open and she dared not look at him, knowing full well what lay in their depths.

[LucianDevine]

Even with his mind focused on his task, and his mouth buried in Sandra's pussy, Barry could tell that she was holding back, trying to stop herself from enjoying what he was doing. He could also tell though, that that resistance was fading. In fact, the fact that she was trying to resist him only made him push that much harder. He once again fought against the chains binding his hands. He redoubled the pace with his tongue, and added more force with his lips.

Barry's mouth was still sealed around Sandra's pussy, his tongue as deep into her as it could be, when he felt her other hand touch his chest. His head bobbed in Sandra's grasp, even as her hands gripped his hair tighter. He worked, pushed, and forced her, knowing that deep down, her body wanted an orgasm, no matter what her mind tried to tell it. The hand that gripped around his cock, soft at first, but quickly hardening, made him moan into the succulent pussy he was savoring. Barry moaned into Sandra's pussy as he felt her start to stroke him, and he moaned again when he felt her hand on his cock match the pace of the pussy that was fucking his face.

The first touch of Sandra's nails digging into the soft skin of his iron-cored cock pulled a low grunt from Barry. His hips bucked up to her hand, even as her hand gripped and held his hair, holding him right where she wanted him. He felt her body shudder, and he sucked hard at the inner lips of her pussy, still driving his tongue into her, savoring the loud cry he pulled from her lips and the sweet taste of her release. He continued to tongue-fuck her through the full of her orgasm, and even when he felt body still, and her hands release him, he kept going, wanting to pull another one from her if he could!

[Wolf Vixen]

Sandra panted for breath even as Barry's tongue continued its assault on her, driving into her time and again. Her body shuttered with mini shocks after the orgasm she just had. It didn't go unnoticed that his cock grew hard within her hand, nor that the moment her nails sunk into his flesh his hips jerked into her hand even more.

Sandra tried to collect her thoughts, though Barry's tongue was making it all that more difficult for her to do. She had never had such an intense orgasm than she just experienced and yet she was already craving the next release. Her hips moving of their own accord, pressing harder into his mouth and tongue. Still she fought the sensations of his tongue, finally finding strength to slip her legs back over his shoulders, but still straddling his chest.

Leaning over toward the water she noticed that it was much cooler than it had been before. Sandra rung out the cloth and moved it toward his neck. Her body slipping down further on his chest as she leaned down toward him. Her eyes staying somewhat hidden behind their lashes as she went to work stroking over his neck with the cloth, "It is cooler now, but it being your face I do not think you would mind too much."

As she wiped at his face her body slipped down over his chest, soaking up the feel of his firm chest as it glided over her mound and belly. Sandra was taking an enjoyment she knew she shouldn't, not with him, but as on fire as her body was at the moment she really didn't care one way or another. Her tongue flicked out over her lips even as the top of her mound brushed the head of his cock.

She sat up, effectively trapping his cock between her wet lips and his body as she leaned over and replaced the cloth in the bowl. She took a moment to let her eyes wander over his chest and neck, never fully reaching his eyes still. Her fingers followed the path, light at first, but the more she traced his chest the more her hips started to move, grinding her clit against his hard cock. Her nails start to draw lines, watching each one turn red in passing, "Your skin looks so good when marks are placed upon it. A nice shade of red that eventually disappears." Sandra leaned down to his chest, biting his nipple hard as she raked her nails down his sides, her hips grinding herself even more into his hard cock, making him slick with her juices.

Sandra was becoming lost in the sensation of his body, she licked, kissed and bit her way along his chest even as her hips rocked up and down his length she kept trapped outside of her body. Sitting up once more her eyes finally met with his as her nails ran from his shoulder down across his hard nipple to his belly, "If I fuck you Barry, you will not cum until I tell you to and this will not change your lessons in the least, understand?" Her body ached to feel him and she knew from his reactions he was in desperate need for release again, but she didn't want to grant him that release so easily. If she was going to cross this line, then it would be by her terms.

[LucianDevine]

Barry didn't need to be able to see Sandra to know the effect his tongue was having on her. The fact that she didn't lift off of him the moment her orgasm subsided told him that she was fighting against her own inner desires. He kept up his efforts, doing the best he could until she finally managed to pull her pussy away from his experienced tongue.

As Sandra leaned over him, fetching once again the cloth from the bowl, Barry kept his hazel gaze on her, wondering if she would be brave enough to meet his gaze, knowing what he had done to her. He'd beaten her in that exchange, even if she didn't want to admit it. He knew the truth. Despite that knowledge though, Barry was more than glad for the cool cloth that Sandra eventually pressed to his face and neck. He even tilted his head to make it easier for her to reach where she desired. Through it all though, his gaze was on her face, waiting for her eyes to meet his.

A low moan slipped from Barry's lips as he both felt and watched Sandra slide lower on his form. He could feel the wet trail her pussy left in it's wake as it slid down his form. The teasing feel of her wet folds brushing against the heated head of his engorged cock pulled another loud moan from him, as did the sight and feel of her sitting up upon him, trapping his throbbing member beneath her, between her wet pussy lips.

Barry's was still watching Sandra's, even as hers wandered up the full length of his body. He made no move to stop her as her hands, and eventually nails, followed that same path. His hips slowly started to roll in response, matching her undulations on top of him, even lifting to add a little bit more pressure to her clit as she took her pleasure from his body.

Sandra's second statement was lost to Barry. He was too focused on his own thoughts. He'd seen Sandra on more than one occasion. The two had known of each other for quite some time after all. Every time he'd seen her, he'd wanted to take her back to his place and show her the time of his life, much like he'd done to the other women on the wall. She was different though, a competitor. To have any kind of relations with her was paramount to suicide for him. Hell, a relationship with her was pretty much the definition of "conflict of interests". None of that had stopped his own desires though, and he even recalled fucking his chick of the night that much harder after each time he'd been forced to deny himself of even approaching Sandra.

The feeling of Sandra's teeth on his nipple, and her nails on his chest and sides pulled Barry out of his own mind with a sharp gasp. His cock jerked beneath her as he heard her speak, knowing that that which he'd always desired was right before him, his for the accepting if he chose to. Her last statement, combined with the sharp rake of her nails down his already responsive chest and stomach pulled another sharp gasp from him. Barry forced himself to take a slow and deep breath, and only after it was done did he realize that her gaze finally met his. The pair of them could deny everything they wanted, but in the end, their eyes would betray them, especially at that moment. There was nothing either of them could say to convince the other otherwise, not truly convince them anyway. With that in mind, Barry met Sandra's gaze and spoke confidently.

"First of all, my control is not something I am unsure of, Sandra, especially not after two orgasms. Secondly, I wouldn't expect anything I do would change your mind on anything you intend to do. You've come too far to turn back now."

Despite his confident words, Barry couldn't hide the throbbing cock that was trapped beneath Sandra, but he had no intention of it. In fact, his mind was very much on his cock, even as he spoke once more.

"And thirdly, I get the feeling that you want this too. If that is the case, I would wonder why you hesitate. You've not hesitated in anything else you've done tonight. Why not finish it off with this, your taking of your pleasure from a cock that you know can deliver? Fuck me Sandra, ride me, ride my cock until you can't ride it anymore, until you've cum so hard you're passing out on my helpless form."

Barry practically oozed confidence as he spoke, and he truly did hope that she did as he bade. Deep down, he wanted her to fulfill this fantasy for him, as well as taking as much pleasure as she could from him.

[Wolf Vixen]

Sandra listened to Barry's confident words, even saw into the depths of his eyes where his desire for this resided. What she couldn't place was the longing look that was mixed in there. Certainly Barry never longed for anything, he always took what he wanted and if he couldn't get it from one female he moved on to the next.

Sandra's nails bit into his belly a bit more as she thought on all the times he ditched one woman for another, just like he had Amber. She was the kind of woman that just didn't hop in any man's bed, in fact she had only slept with two that Sandra knew about. The woman wanted that trust long before ever stripping her clothes from her body. As much as she loved Amber she knew it was naive to think like that and Barry had proven her right in that fashion. Men will put up with the 'game' so long as in the end they get what they are after. Barry's patience wasn't enough to outlast Amber and hence why he moved on. Sandra understood the concept more than Barry realized and yet to not care about someone you so admittedly claimed you did only to allow yourself to be caught with your pants down was just cruel.

Sandra did admire how Barry seem to always handle himself though when it came to his women. He always found ways for them to combine their hatred of him instead of going on the attack for one another. Hell some of the women he slept with were the best of friends and some are still to this day, their combined enemy, the man chained in her house and under her body.

Sandra leaned forward, letting her teeth and tongue burn a path up his chest once more until she reached his collar. Her fingers gripped his jaw, nails digging into flesh as her eyes rose to meet his own, "If it was just for my pleasure and this was just for me, then there would be no hesitation my dear for you would be mine to do with as I pleased." Sandra's grip tightened on his jaw, but only because of her own anger at the situation that puts her control in question, "These lessons were brought on by you, a way of correcting that which you seem to deem your will over others. So it is not pleasure that should be taken in this matter, but the pleasure of so many others."

Even as she talked her hips still moved over his hard cock, every reaction he had given her only spurring her on to go the next step. She felt the head of his cock freed enough to move between her folds and yet she did nothing to correct this, in fact part of her was wanting it more and more. Sandra's lips brushed over his with each of her words, "The hesitation comes from knowing full well if I do this, I will become another notch on your bedpost, another someone you can brag about. But you are correct, I will take my pleasure from you, for this isn't about your needs, this is about my own." Her lips pressed to his even as her body sunk backwards, feeling him push inside of her, spreading her walls around his cock. She moaned against his lips even as her tongue teased his picking up slight hints of her taste still on his lips.

As her body moved slowly backwards, she felt him sink even further into her, spreading her and filling her like nothing she had ever had before. She, unlike Amber, has had plenty of lovers over the past. When she found them cheating like Amber had Barry, she would just dump them and move on. She began this 'side job' years ago and perfected the art of pain and pleasure. Many strode through that door with one way of thinking, only to spend their lessons with her and others she trusted. In the end they left feeling like a better person, a more complete person and able to serve the one Master or Mistress they searched for. Sandra certainly had debated on keeping one or two of them for they proved to be the best at accepting her lessons and even pleased her greatly but she never cared anything for them other than them being her student.

Did that mean she cared for Barry? Certainly not. She may be able to train him, but she feared that cockiness that ran deep inside of himself would always be there. That cockiness at times had her wanting to turn his back to ribbons until he was begging her to stop only to laugh and keep going. That was truly the darker side she held back because it was controlled by her anger and blood lust. She may gain enjoyment from it, but the moment that blood lust was gone she would feel terrible, even feel herself breaking down in regret. Sandra took pleasure in inflicting pain so long as the lessons grasped hold. If at any time Sandra really felt like this person couldn't handle it or really didn't find enjoyment in it she would easily set them free. Her true pleasure came from hearing the moans, the grunts and the begging for more.

She realized she had grown still in her thoughts but it did allow her time to adjust to Barry's cock buried inside of her as well as hash out some of the things she had seen in his eyes that made her question herself. Why was it Barry was so different than the others? Why was it she kept him as 'off limits' and yet here she was, eager to feel him inside of her? Why did she gain so much pleasure in what she did to him, more so when his body started to react as she suspected it would. Those questions plagued at her mind even as his cock promised her the pleasure she sought after.

Her teeth nipped at his lower lip before biting even harder. Her nails dig into his sides, certain to leave half moon impressions in his skin. Her muscles tightened around his cock as she started to move up the length of him. Releasing his lip, she flattened her palms on his chest and stood, slipping him from her warmth. She was determined not to fall under Barry's little spell that he seemed to put so many women under. Walking to her table she grabbed a few of her toys and headed back to Barry, only to drop the toys beside him and strip from her robe.

Sandra's eyes glanced over his chained body one more time before straddling him and lowering herself down to her knees. As she did so she wrapped her hand around his cock and slipped him back inside of her. She moaned, her eyes closing briefly before they reopened and focused on him, her hand pulling from between them to rest on his chest as her eyes turned to view the toys she had brought over. "Since you want this as much as I do, then we shall put that desire to the test my dear," her eyes moved back up to his, "you will bleed by the time I am done with you."

[LucianDevine]

Sandra's nails biting into his chest pulled another soft gasp from Barry. The feeling of her teeth burning their way their way up his body though, had his eyes closing, and his entire body quivering. They weren't closed for long though, Sandra made sure of that. He opened his eyes when she grabbed his chin and pulled him to meet her gaze, her nails digging into his chin in the process.

Barry listened to Sandra's words, but only absorbed so much of them. The force she was using put defiance in his hazel eyes once again. It began to dissipate once again though, when he felt her hips rocking on top of him, and even felt his cock slip from the trap. He felt it slip between her folds, and even more, felt that she didn't do anything to correct it. The feeling of her lips, teasing against his own, had his eyes closing once more. He leaned into the kiss as he felt that which he desired, finally happen. His entire body quivered anew when he felt himself finally penetrate her, his overheated cock stretching her around him as he filled her. His tongue flicked against hers, uncaring now about the consequences of his actions, conscious only of the pleasure of the moment. His cock pulsed within her as she leaned backwards, clearly enjoying it as much as he was.

Sandra's hesitation above him had Barry swallowing hard. He wished like hell that he knew what was going on in her head, wished that he knew what she had in store of him. The hesitation, regardless of it's reason, had Barry aching. He wanted this more than he could possibly voice, yet there she was, on top of and around him, taking her sweet ass time!

The nip of Sandra's teeth in his neck made Barry moan, and the harder bite, as well as her nails pulled another sharp gasp from him. He shifted beneath her, shaking his head as he tried to focus on the pleasure and resist the pain that she seemed to delight in giving him. A low moan slipped from Barry when he felt her pussy tighten around him and slide upwards, but that moan turned to one of dismay when her palms flattened on his chest and lifted her off of him.

With nothing else of interest in the room, Barry's eyes followed Sandra as she moved back to the table, grabbed a few things, and came back. His gaze never left hers, even as she discarded the things she'd grabbed beside him, stripped off her robe, and straddled him once more. His eyes met hers as she lowered herself upon him, gripped his cock, and slid it inside her once more. He heard her words, but shook his head. He'd been through so much this first day, and tried to remain strong through it, but finally, that strength and confidence faded from him.

Barry's gaze softened as he looked up at Sandra, his head still shaking as he spoke. "Please Sandra, please no more pain, not tonight. You are right when you say you're in control. I can't dispute that, and if it's control you want, then use a cock ring on me, making sure I can't cum. Use me and my cock for your pleasure if it suits you, but please no more pain...I beg you." Barry's gaze lowered from Sandra's then, lowering with shame. He'd never accepted defeat before, never begged for mercy, and he hated doing it now, from Sandra of all people. His body had been through too much though, and he didn't know if he had another round in him, not just then any way.

[Wolf Vixen]

Sandra looked to Barry a moment hearing his pleas for her not to cause anymore pain. She tilted her head slightly as her hands moved to his chest running over it to his neck. She liked the defiance in his eyes, a challenge as it was and this, this had to be another one of his ploys to cave in to what he wanted. But what was it he wanted? Another woman to toss away like the others?

Sandra leaned forward, pressing her breast to his chest as her fingers slipped into his hair and pulled him until his eyes met her own. She looked into his eyes, looking for signs of this being another ploy from him. Her teeth nipped at his lower lip as she tried to decide if he was playing her or if he really had had enough for the day. Gripping his hair harder she sucked his bottom lip into her mouth, her teeth working it over until she was more than satisfied that he wasn't using this as a ploy.

Something in his eyes made her fingers loosen in his hair and her teeth release his lip. Sandra was almost unsure how to proceed, she never expected Barry to give in quite so easily and yet she had put him through some major lessons today and only allowed so much rest between them. "What do you want then my dear?" Sandra was slightly shocked the words slipped from her lips and yet at the same time she felt like giving Barry some kind of reward, but for what she couldn't even being to imagine.

The feel of his cock inside of her, the look in his eyes as well as his warm breath brushing over her chin had her body tightening around him and her lips meeting his.

Breaking the kiss just as quickly as she made it Sandra didn't wait for an answer, she again stood and slipped him free of her warmth. She knew it was torture on them both but she had a plan, one in which she was sure Barry would enjoy. Moving back over to the table she grabbed what she needed and came back to Barry. Kneeling beside him she brushed her fingers down his cheek, "You get a twenty-four hour reprieve, starting now. But warning, trying to escape will have you locked up and no amount of pleading will get you free."

Sandra's hand moved from him and traveled along his arm to the cuff, slipping the key she held inside the lock she twisted and freed his hand. She let her hands travel down his side to his ankle, unlocking that one before looking back to him. Sandra wondered if she was going to regret this decision even as she stood up and moved to the other side to unfasten those cuffs. She placed the key on the floor beside the bed and leaned over Barry, "Now again, what is it that you want?"

[LucianDevine]

Barry wasn't entirely sure what to expect. He'd just done something that he'd never done before, and worse, he'd done it in front of Sandra. There was nothing more for him to do about it though, but wait and see what she did. The feeling of her hands on his chest made his eyes drift closed, but only until they tangled in his hair and pulled his head up. His eyes opened to find hers boring into him, clearly searching. He knew what she was searching for, but he didn't have it in him to fight her anymore, not tonight. As such, he as forced to relent to her teeth pulling his bottom lip between them. He grunted as he felt her teeth working over his lip grinding on and working over his lip, squirming that much more beneath her.

When Sandra's hands released his head, Barry let it fall back with a soft sigh of relief. Her words though, pulled his gaze to hers once more. He almost couldn't believe the last word she'd said. He expected all of the others, but not the last one. He knew what he wanted, but before he even got a chance to say it, he felt her shift once more. His cock shifted within her as she leaned forward once more, and he even felt her pussy tighten around him. That feeling was certainly a distraction, and it distracted him so much that he didn't even notice Sandra's face dipping closer until he felt her lips meet his.

Before Barry even had time to respond to Sandra's lips, they were gone. His gaze lifted to watch her even as he groaned aloud when he felt her stand and felt his cock slip from inside her. He watched her as she moved back towards the table and grabbed something. He couldn't help but admire her beautiful figure as she walked back, despite everything she had done to him this night. He watched as she knelt beside him, and even leaned into the fingers that brushed his cheek. He heard her words, but could barely believe them until he felt her hands start to move once more.

Barry didn't move while Sandra unhooked the cuffs binding first his left side, and then his right. It wasn't until he watched her set the key on the floor that he finally sat up. He rubbed his wrists slowly, trying to get the blood flowing through them once more. He was still aware of her leaning over him though, and he was immediately reminded of what he'd told himself he'd do to her if he got free. He knew that now was probably going to be his only opportunity to do it. His gaze lowered as he thought about it.

When Barry's gaze lifted though, the softness was still there. "I want what I said before Sandra. I want you to ride me, not because I want you to do all the work, and not even because I expect to cum. I want you to ride and enjoy my body and cock. I want you to enjoy it like all of those other women did, but not just because I want it, but because I know you want it to."

[Wolf Vixen]

Sandra watched Barry intently as he sat up and rubbed at his wrists. She wondered if at any moment he would launch himself at her, almost expected it actually and when his gaze lowered she figured he was contemplating his actions. Sandra bit back a gasp as his gaze met hers once more and yet that softness she had seen still held there. Sandra listened to him, but the moment he brought up the other women she reconsidered her own needs to that of her friend.

Sandra brought Barry here to teach him lessons, not enjoy herself on and yet she had already once and then she slid down his body to feel his cock inside of her. She couldn't deny she took pleasure in the orgasm he had given her as well as wondering if the orgasm his cock gave her would be just as breath taking. She felt her body stirring at the thought of it and yet she held that desire back even more knowing she shouldn't.

Sandra actually leaned back from him before standing up, her eyes glancing over what was in the room, trying to remember that this was her place for lessons. Sure she had pleasure here, she gave pleasure too but this was different, Barry was different. She shouldn't be taking pleasure from his body and yet the memory of his mouth flooded her and she found her body tightening in response. Her warmth centering between her legs, growing the ache she already felt there. Behind that explosive orgasm he had given her with his tongue she remembered the feel of his cock slipping inside of her. Sandra enjoyed sex, but for some reason feeling Barry slip into her was becoming addictive. The times she pulled from him only to slip him back inside of her was her way of enjoying that feeling without letting him know.

Her eyes slowly moved down to him, her body fighting to feel him once again while her mind kept telling her she shouldn't, she should just turn and walk away. She actually felt herself take a step back from him and even turned, finding her eyes on the wall, the wall that showed every woman he had ever bedded. That wall was pissing her off even more as her eyes scanned each face. What was it he saw in them, what attracted him to them, she wondered. Yet here she was, another woman wanting the feel of his body. Was she going to end up being on that wall one day too?

[LucianDevine]

Barry knew well enough what he'd said. He had no way to know though, how Sandra would take his words. His hazel eyes studied her face. He could see the battle that she was fighting inside, the battle between her control and her desires.

The sight of Sandra leaning back, standing up, and even stepping back was truly something Barry hadn't expected. He continued to study her though, studying her face for as long as he could see it. He made no move to stop her though, not even when she turned her back to him.

After several long seconds of staring at Sandra's back, Barry made a decision, one he knew she might not like. He turned himself slowly on the mattress, and once he was able to, he pushed himself silently to his feet. Without hesitation, Barry stepped towards Sandra, one of the few women in the world who he'd been unable to pursue, until now.

Barry lifted his hands, lifting them to to Sandra's shoulders. He hesitated briefly before letting them come to rest upon her skin though. Once he let himself touch her though, he leaned forward pressing his chest to her back as he leaned his head down to press a soft kiss to her neck.

"What are you more afraid of Sandra?" Barry whispered softly to her. "Are you afraid that you'll enjoy it, and me, or are you afraid that you'll lose yourself to it, yourself and your control?" Given the fact that he'd already come this far, Barry decided to take one more chance. He stepped around Sandra, keeping a hand on her shoulder as he did. When he stood in front of her, he moved a hand beneath her chin and turned her gaze to meet his own. He held her gaze with his own before he finally leaned in, daring to try and kiss her.

[Wolf Vixen]

Sandra felt Barry's hands on her shoulders, soft, almost caring, which made it even harder for her. Was this is way to win her over? Was this what he used time and again to bed the women on that wall? The feel of his warmth pressing into her back sent a shiver down her spine, one that just seemed to build the fire that was already at a roar in her blood. His lips, again tender, as they kissed her neck slowly breaking into that wall and yet Sandra kept fighting it, telling herself he had used this method to win over so many before.

His questions made Sandra really consider what it was that she was afraid of. She knew the top fear was being on that wall with everyone else. She was stronger than that, she didn't need to chase after a man that no longer wanted her. Maybe it was her fear of letting a man use her. She had spent most of her life making sure not to be used by men like those women on the wall. Sandra always found ways around men that were like that, either they didn't end up in her life or she was certain she got something back in return.

Sandra was lost in thought until she felt Barry's hand under her chin, turning her to look at him. Her eyes roamed his face seeing exactly what every other women had seen before her, a handsome man, one that held an aura, almost a silent promise of pleasure. Sandra could understand the attraction to him, but the fact that he knew it and used it is what pissed her off. As he leaned closer to her she knew he was going to kiss her and that kiss was going to make all of her walls crumble, probably like it had for all those other women.

Sandra stepped back from him, collecting herself even as her voice rang out in the room, "Being on that wall, another notch in your bedpost is the only fear I have Barry. But at least this time I will be different, this time it is I who will be using you for my own pleasure." With that she stepped back to him, her hand wrapping around his head as her mouth clashed with his. She didn't stop there, her tongue pressed against his lips even as her free hand snaked down between them to wrap around his cock, giving him a squeeze. Her blood roared in her veins causing her whole body to throb with the need she had been pushing back. Her hand stroked him as her mouth gobbled him up. Sandra would have him and she would take great pleasures from him and tomorrow....well tomorrow she would make sure to send others to keep his training going.

[LucianDevine]

Barry was truly surprised when Sandra backed away from his kiss. Despite that though, he made no move to stop her from doing it. He listened to her words, understanding them of course.

All thoughts about Sandra's words were gone when she stepped forward again. He felt her hand wrapping around his head, pulling him in for a kiss, but not one like he'd had planned. He felt her tongue surging quickly between his lips as her grip held him fast to that kiss. His tongue met hers and rolled over and around it.

Barry was so caught up in the kiss, that he didn't even notice the hand that snaked between them, not until he felt it wrap around his cock and give it a squeeze. His length throbbed in her hand, even before she started to stroke him. The dynamic of that moment was so different from what Barry had planned for them if Sandra had accepted his kiss. So different in fact, that he was briefly torn on what exactly he wanted to do. He was never one to give up the control to another person, not if he had a choice anyway.

With that knowledge in mind, Barry's hand lifted, lacing it's way into Sandra's auburn hair and holding on tight as the pair shared their almost violent kiss. His other hand dropped to grip her ass. He pulled her against him as he lifted her up, easily supporting her weight against himself as he took one long step to the bed and deposited her there. They never broke that kiss though, not even as he made to push her to her back and cover her, wondering if she'd allow it or take back the control once more.

[Wolf Vixen]

Sandra's thoughts were lost the moment his tongue stroked over her own. Her body raging out of control from being teased and denied for what seemed like forever. Her hand wrapped around his hard, throbbing cock just made her want him even more, her body tightening in anticipation of feeling him sliding into her once again.

His fingers moving up in her hair made her bite back a moan that wanted to crawl its way out of her throat. His other hand gripping her ass and pulling her into that hard body of his had her close to giving in. Sandra struggled and fought that need, that desire even as Barry's strength picked her up. Her legs immediately wrapping around his waist as her fingers slipped from his cock to grip his shoulder. The kiss never ceased, even as he lowered her to the mattress behind her.

With his weight on top of her she knew she needed something but for the life of her she couldn't recall what it was. Her blood boiled as she felt him settle between her legs. Her legs tightening around him, her feet pressing into his ass, urging him forward even as her hips rose to meet him. She needed this and at this moment she didn't care how she was going to get it. Control or not, Sandra's body desperately cried out to feel Barry buried deep inside of her.

Sandra caught the slightest whimper slipping from her even as her heels urged Barry forward more. The ache between her legs intensifying the more he held back.