Damnation and Vengeance

[dryfter]

She certainly was in trouble now.....now that they had finally found her.

And what a mess she was. Blonde hair matted to her scalp with her lover's seed, the same virile substance that slicked her tanned skin and still oozed copiously from her holes...even as she let just a little more slide from between her full lips to drip down her chin....her throat a ragged mess where he had used her so gloriously.

And yet, as the 7 stood around her.....ones that she once loved and vowed to serve and protect with all her heart and soul....it was with hate and wicked contempt she viewed them. She knew what had to be coming....and it wouldn't be pleasant....at all.

And yet, when Rafael stepped before her, a derisive scowl lining his already fierce countenance....she had been no means ready for the first of her curses. The head of her demon lover, the entity responsible for her seduction....and the blissful corruption that had come with it....dropped nonchalantly at her feet. With a soft cry, Alexis rose to her knees....crawling in all her nude glory to spill suddenly rising tears over the grisly trophy.

"No...."

She was on her feet in a flash....not of her own ability or will....but of those around her. The buxom angel flinched at their combined fury.....the seven archangels of God bearing down on her with their rage at what she had done. In the presence of such power.....the much younger angel found herself completely paralyzed....even when she wished for nothing more than the strength to run right now.....to fly far away.....

Xephiel stepped forward and her eyes widened. The avenging angel had already delivered his curse....what could this one have in store for her? Certainly his visage held no more kindness or pity than Rafael's had. It was only when the archangel raised a glimmering blade that Alexis truly began to wonder if she had gone to far.....would they really end her existance?

Long seconds passed as the dark skinned angel slipped from view, Alexis still unable to move in whatever spell they had cast on her. Anxiety only mounted further when the grand seraph, Suziel stepped forward to fix her with a burning stare.

"Such a whore you've become, Alexis. I never dreamed that my own assistant would sink so low as to allow herself to be violated by a demon."

Just then, Xephiel made his presence felt....strong fingers entwining in her hair....yanking the long and glorious locks backward. Perfect blue eyes widened in horror and alarm, a small cry escaping her bruised throat as Alexis felt the sharpened edge of the blade slash through her feminine pride. A long arm reached over her shoulder....even as Raechiel stepped forward to press a firm palm against her toned angelic stomach. The blonde hair burned and sizzled in the archangel's grasp.....blackening to the most perfect of all shades of black. It didn't take any explanation.....a haircut....no matter how rough....shouldn't burn like hers did now.....a similar transformation that would just be the beginning of her disgrace.

And yet her new raven locks were the least of her worries as Alexis arched suddenly in raw agony, every nerve in her body on fire, muscles spasming beneath Raechiel's touch. Tears flowed freely from impossibly wide eyes, the agony too much to even scream through.....

"This is my curse, daughter. Rafael denies you your lover. I deny you his unborn child. The blasphemy he created in you is dead before it even started to gain strength.....know now what you have done."

The archangel's eyes widened suddenly at the presence of another hand. Curious he turned back to Suziel....noting the sudden flow of power from the seraph into her former student....negating just the smallest of details of her comrade's curse.

"Suziel? You seek to free her from the barrenness that I have forced her to live with? To grant her fertility once more? Why?"

And yet when their eyes met, it wasn't kindness he saw there.....

"So you dreamt of being a whore, Alexis? Then you shall have your wish."

The others came to her then.....each visiting their own curse upon her. Rumisiel placing a brand upon her shapely back, the sign of Satan clearly etched on her flesh....branding her as a member of the fallen. Lorelei continuing the changes of her body....robbing her of her bountiful bosom.....her gloriously seductive tan.....her breasts gradually reduced to a fraction of their original size even as her skin paled almost to the appearance of moonlight.....

Through it all Suziel never ceased pouring her power into her one-time assistant....exercising her powers over love and lust to ignite a different sort of burning within this fallen's body. One that could only be quenched one way.....the way she herself had chosen. She was dangerous, yes......but she could be bound.

"I will tell you my curse, Alexis....but only because I want you to fight it. I want you know what has been done to you, and what will be done to you. Right now, you feel nothing save for the rigors and trials your damned lover put you through....trials you seek to experience again even now. The next man you lay eyes on......you will feel my curse.....you will feel my enmity as your body heats like nothing you've ever seen. And further more.....your womb is ripe......and you will bear fruit. Hope....pray.....that the children you will bear will one day reconcile the actions of their mother."

The seraph gave the pitiful creature before her a sad smile, "Fight it Alexis....fight it and lose.....for the next man you enjoy.....will ensnare your soul in servitude for all eternity.....for your own sinful flesh will demand its surrender."

Powerful hands closed then about her wings.....Alexis' icy blue eyes widening suddenly. She had forgotten one.....she wasn't done yet.....and he was the most powerful of all.....

The heavens tore asunder as the delicate bones of her wings snapped beneath the might of the furious Gabriel. Pearlescent feathers, blackening instantly as the chief archangel's very touch forced to the surface the presence of her corruption. He held her there....a thin line of saliva dripping from between stunned and horrified lips.....the agony too great even for her......waiting for the last vestige of pretense to be shredded......her once lusterous coat of feathers now a cape of black gloss.....

With a thunderous shout he lifted her, ignoring the injuries he'd just inflicted, indeed desiring to inflict as much pain as her tiny mind could ever withstand before hurling her earthward.....never to return to heaven......or so he had always hoped......

"It is not to the demons we curse, you Alexis. It is the mortal world you shall walk until the end of your days....."

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Thin hands brushed through a full blonde mane of hair. Just what the hell had caused that explosion? A failed military bombing run, or what? Wouldn't be the first time a laser guided explosive dropped in the wrong place.....that was part of the glory of living within just a few miles of a military base that tested as much as Nevada's did. Still.....he wouldn't give up his cabin for the world. It provided comfort and solitude the majority of the time.....plenty of encouragement to write his new book.

Though sometimes the lonliness did get to him. For some reason he just couldn't bring himself to stoop so low as to get a hooker, despite all the ranches built around the surrounding desert for just that reason.

Your mind's wandering again....not good. Are you really that nervous?

It had to be here somewhere......flaming comets don't crash down in practically your back yard every day. He just had to take a look before the military got here....which they undoubtedly would. If he was lucky, perhaps he could even find something claimable.....meteorite ore or something stupid like that. Literature wasn't always what it was cracked up to be.....a valuable or two to sell would make for nice insurance.

And there it was.....

Grant's eyes widened slowly at the size of the crater.....the soft desert sand mixed with its salt forming a smoky glass where intense heat had melted the two together. And in the middle of this obscenity to nature......seemed to be someone laying down......hurt perhaps?

"Hello? Hello there......are you ok?"

He had no weapon to defend himself, and yet it was a pretty sure bet that whoever was caught up in the middle of what happened here probably hadn't survived it. As he drew closer.....the huddled figure took on more and more feminine of features.......a girl? Stopping suddenly....his eyes widened in alarm as the body in the center of this crater stirred ever so slightly.....shifting even more long seconds later before emitting a low moan.....

"Hello....are you ok?.....what the fuck happened to you?"

(Looking for a female writer to play the part of the fallen angel and her learning to deal with all of her bitter....and blissful....curses. Please note that mortals cannot see an angel's wings unless they themselves desire it....this goes for broken one's too. )

 

[dryfter]

*closed for sallythescorpian*

 

[sallythescorpian]

Alexis lay where she had hit the Earth, unmoving, and broken. It was not just the physical pain that robbed her of her strength, but her emotion pain, for her lost love, for the loss of the fruit of their union, for the loss of her place in the Kingdom of Heaven. She had been cast out, condemned to walk the Earth, to live amongst humanity, as one of them.

Time passed, it was immaterial to her how long, for she had lost the will to live, and yet she knew she was denied the mortality that would allow her die. The hot sun overhead bore down on her, yet another curse from the heavens.

And then she felt it, the presence of another, a mortal, a human male. His scent was clearly discernible on the breeze and it wafted to her, teasing her, tantalising her, making her body throb with insidious desire.

She recalled Suziel's curse, and instantly began to fight the urgent desire that arose in her. NO! No, she would not allow him to get close to her, to tempt her, knowing what lay ahead.

"Hello? Hello there......are you ok?"

She turned her head slightly away, moaning as she did so, hoping he would leave, walk on by, ignore her.

He didn't, he drew closer. She wanted to get away, to crawl into some quite and lonely place to be alone with her memories, and her torments. But her strength was absent, her body had yet to rejuvenate, and recover from the physical abuse she had endure, both at the hands of her Demon, and at the hands of the vengeful Arch angels.

"Hello....are you ok?.....what the fuck happened to you?"

This time she lifted her head, and looked at him, her eyes reflecting all the pain in the world, and she stared.

"I'm hurt.... I cannot remember... what happened"

It wasn't clear if the last two words were the end of a statement, or a question. She rose to her hands and knees, both of which were heavily abraded and she crawled toward him, one step, then two, and then she collapsed, exhausted, slipping into unconsciousness.

 

[dryfter]

"I'm hurt.... I cannot remember... what happened."

That alone was enough to rock him back on his heels. He certainly hadn't been expecting a reply....not from someone he had been certain was half dead before his arrival.

But surprises were in abundance today it seemed. Even as he gingerly moved to begin a cautious descent towards her, the glassy ground not making things easy......the strange girl stood up.....wobbling uncertainly towards him, pain etched across her features as she took a few halting steps.....and promptly collapsed to the earth once more.

Girl? That's no girl. Not from what I just saw.....

Whether she was a victim of some nasty college hazing......or a whore who'd pissed off her pimp.....Grant had to remember to restart his heart and breathe again, moving only when she lie prone and defenseless once more. If she was a whore.....she was easily the most stunningly beautiful one he had ever seen.....and hadn't seemed distressed in the least by her public nudity.

Tender hands reached for her....curled about her flesh as he grunted softly, hefting her lithe frame into his arms.

"We need to get you to the Jeep, darlin.....might not feel it right now, but the desert's gonna get a lot cooler real soon. Got a jacket we can cover you up with for the time being."

Glancing down, she looked so peaceful with her eyes closed, her breathing soft and deep. Frowning, he glanced in the direction he had come......it was going to be a lot harder getting back up than it had been climbing down here.....especially while cradling her......

Long minutes....a sweat soaked shirt.....and the barest of coverings later, and he was off. The nearest hospital was a long ways off......Grant found himself praying that his cabin would be good enough to help his strange new guest weather whatever she had been put through.

Concern for her mixed with slight trepidation. Was he doing the right thing? Should he have gotten involved? If he'd have left her there, the military would have surely come by to investigate the blast just as he had. And while he had come by hoping for an oddity from space.....a meteorite shard......or whatever else geek collectors might actually pay for online.....he had found another treasure entirely.

Pulling into his long driveway, he reached out to stroke the sleeping woman's face, brushing a lock of raven hair back and away.....

"It's a good thing we got you outta the sun......that skin of yours would have fried red in no time. C'mon, here we go."

And she was in his arms again.....his nose rankling at his own scent by now......his sweat soaked shirt no longer as pleasant to be in as it had been this morning. Silently, he moved to the cabin's only bed, laying her on its firm mattress delicately.

"Shower'll do me good. Get my mind off of.....that....."

He hadn't missed how hard he was right now. It had been easy to push it to the back of his mind with all the other thoughts spinning through his brain. Shaking his head softly to himself, he lifted his shirt up and over his head as he opened a dresser drawer in search of an easy replacement.

The door to the adjoining bathroom closed behind him.......

 

[sallythescorpian]

As he hefted her in his arm, she breathed in deeply inhaling his masculine sent, and it triggered all the cells in her body to jangle excitedly. She thought wryly to herself that even half dead, the smell of testosterone was stimulating her.

She slumped in his arms, in and out of consciousness as he brought her to his jeep and took her home. A part of her wanted him to leave her somewhere, somewhere alone where she could lick her wounds, but another part, the part that she was scared of, wanted him, wanted him in the most elemental of ways.

She relaxed back as he lay her on his soft bed, and again the pheneromes from him hit her hormones hard, and she felt her pussy pulse with desire. No, no!! She couldn't allow herself to give in to temptation, the consequences were too great. She had to fight it.

He went to shower, and she curled up into a ball, and pulled the covers up over her head, trying desperately to erase the memory of him as he laid her down, his big body covering hers, and a wild instinct made her moan, as she imagined him taking her, making her his.

She slept, a fitfull sleep, fraught with vivid images of her knight in shining armour using her body, taking her with animalistic passion, fulfilling her.

She awoke, and it was dark, she didn't know what had broken her sleep, but she was sheened with perspiration, and her pussy felt wet, sticky, and she realised that she had been stroking herself in her sleep, as the smell of the man, Grant filled her senses.

 

[dryfter]

He was in the living room....writing.....or at least trying to. Thoughts of her naked form spun about his head despite his best of intentions. And though he had done an admirable job of trying to block it from his mind at the time, each sensual curve.....the feel of her firm supple body pressed against him as he had carried her, the gentle swell of her breasts barely covered by his jacket, and most of all.....their first meeting where she had stood before him, unabashed in all her nude glory.....all that had combined like a trainwreck to level any chances of getting work done.

The shower had helped. The hot water cleansing and washing away the nasty funk he had accumulated from the desert. Yet when he had emerged from the bathroom, his arousal raced back to its more prurient form......he could almost imagine her scent wafting towards him to greet him deliciously....tantalizingly.....

He wanted to touch her.....no more than just the caress he had given her on the ride home......any more than that would only break down the emotional walls he had strictly risen himself. He couldn't...wouldn't do it.....it was rape.....to take advantage of a woman like this, unbearably attractive though she was......and he was no rapist.

His fingers brushed softly across her bare shoulders, thankful for the moment that she was curled up just enough beneath the blankets to keep the majority of her alluring form hidden from view.....more so as the gentle touch he gave was followed by that of the blanket climbing ever so softly higher.

And he could almost swear that the closer he had gotten the stronger that blissful scent had become!

Grant sighed deeply.....his own needs raging hard against his better judgement. For now though, he was in control. How much longer he could maintain that control however.....was up in the air.

He swallowed hard suddenly, keen eyes widening as a fresh realization struck his fevered mind.

Especially when she woke......he would have to find clothes for her.......if he planned to keep any measure of sanity at all.

 

[sallythescorpian]

She slept almost constantly for three days as her body rejuvenated and repaired itself. Sprained muscles, and torn ligaments, cracked bone, and torn flesh all healed admirably, and by the afternoon of the third day, she was able to get up out of bed.

Her dreams, had been confused, a mix of fantasy and reality. The wild and primal sex she and her Demon had enjoyed was replayed in all its orgasmic glory, except that he was replaced by the man who had rescued her.

His pheromones, his testosterone filled every part of the house, the bed clothes smelled of him, the very air itself, tantalising her, and making her need almost consume her. Yet she fought it, she fought her own desires, as she recalled the curse and the consequences for her.

When she emerged from the bedroom, she stood unashamedly naked before him, watching as he tapped on his lap top.

"Thank you. I appreciate your help. I need to wash.... may I shower?"

She walked slowly toward the bathroom, and showered, taking the water as hot as she could stand, lathering her body with his shower gel, scrubbing her hair until it squeeked, and then finishing with an icy blast of cold water, to pump her circulation, and focus her, to cool her ardour.

She dried off, and took a spare tooth brush, and scrubbed her teeth, combed her long, shining hair, as black as the pits of hell itself, and then she walked back out to him.

"I am hungry. I will prepare some food for us..... I want... I need to show you my gratitude."

There was a pause while images of just what form that gratitude might take filled her mind.

She turned and walked into the small kitchen, checking what food he had, bending over to check the lower shelves of the fridge.

Finally she made two turkey sandwiches, and poured two glasses of water, and returned to him, to the table and set down what she had prepared. She sat, at right angles to him, her legs slightly opened, and she could feel the heat of his stare. It fed her own blazing desire, and she looked at him, holding his gaze, as she spread her legs wider apart to reveal her throbbing, swollen clit.

 

[dryfter]

It had been hard to put the lovely creature in his bed out of his mind. But as time wore on, his thoughts of ravaging her delicate frame faded in the face of real concern. She hadn't woken.....hadn't eaten.....and unless she was ghostlike in her silence.....hadn't even gotten up to go to the bathroom for three whole days now.

He had dove into his writing. And while it was more of a fantasy novel than a steamy romance....he hadn't had any problems inserting a rather lurid scene between two of his characters. Hopefully his publisher would let it pass....but if not.....well at least he had been able to channel some of what he was feeling right now. It was either that....or try and get away with some personal relief. He would probably die of shame and embarrassment should she choose that moment to wake however......so he suffered in silence. She would waken.....and then she would be gone. No doubt to her home and family.....and these last few days would be nothing but an agonizingly sweet memory he would have to kick himself with for the rest of his life for not taking advantage of opportunity when it knocked.

Grant flinched slightly.....hearing his bedroom door open in the quiet stillness of the cabin. When he looked up, the laptop nearly dropped off his lap.....

She was standing there....straight and proud....and completely naked. Those small breasts of hers firm, and crested with hardened pink peaks. He swallowed hard.....feeling himself throb instantly in response to the sight of her flat, toned body.....completely unable to keep his gaze from sliding ever so slowly lower, marvelling at the perfect tone of her thighs.....the sculpt of her almost concave belly.....and the delicate swell of her hips.

"Thank you. I appreciate your help. I need to wash.... may I shower?"

He couldn't even stammer out a response as she turned....walking away towards the way she had come slowly.....as if she knew the show her sexy, pert little ass was giving him as she left.

And just when it seemed that his blood had stopped boiling......she returned again.....dry....but still deliciously moist looking in all the naughtiest of places. He was practically frozen in his chair, caught between a sudden urge to surge forward and bear her to the ground beneath him. No woman should be this provocative without consequences! And yet, he had to remind himself that she had no clothing.....

And with her total lack of shame and bashfulness.....a small part of him wondered if he should even provide......

"I am hungry. I will prepare some food for us..... I want... I need to show you my gratitude."

Clicking the Save option, the laptop closed. Grant had found something he was far more interested in than his writing. He watched her every movement....admiring as she bent over in the simple fridge, rifling through its contents.....he could almost see the soft folds of her sex from where he sat.....and was that.....moisture? Was she tormenting him on purpose? And was she getting off on it?!

He rose from his chair minutes later....taking a seat beside her at his table as she laid out sandwiches for them both. Posterity said that he should distance himself....that he should take the chair directly across from her.....but for once his desire to get closer to her got the better of him.

He swallowed hard as she turned her chair not to face the table.....but to face his gaze fully......she had noticed his staring earlier, not that he had done anything to hide it. And as his gaze dipped lower, it became harder to swallow his next bite.....those coltish, tapered thighs of hers parted ever so slightly.....as if to offer the smallest of peeks at what she had to offer.

And just as the realization of her near complete exposure struck him.....a sultry, mischievous smile half curled her lips as her thighs parted.....giving him a full view of her shimmering, moist pink flesh.....its hooded button swollen in its own torment as it jutted out almost obscenely from its velvety hood.

"You're a naughty girl, aren't you."

The half eaten sandwich settled down gently back onto his plate.....reaching forward to tease her misty slit with the barest brush of a fingertip, his own manhood pulsing strongly with desire in the confines of his pants. How much longer could he let this stand? She was practically giving herself to his lewd stares.....she had to know just how much he wanted to fuck her right now.....and she seemed to be giving him exactly what he wanted.

 

[sallythescorpian]

"You're a naughty girl, aren't you."

Alexis let a half smile play on her lips, drawing out the silence before she replied.

"Am I??"

She watched his finger stretch out, reaching for her, anticipating his touch, straining for it, and then, she gasped, as he made contact, and ran his flinger along her swollen bud for just an instant, drawing away slick with her juices.

"I could be"

She paused, before continuing.

"A naughty girl, that is.... with the right temptation!"

What was she doing? Why was she saying this? She needed to fight her body's attraction to him, her burning desire to have him take her in the most primal of ways.

Since her body had healed itself of the worst of her injuries, her attraction to him had grown, like it had taken on a life of its own. Previously the bone deep pain and emotional loss she had struggled with, had dampened her desires, and kept them in check, to a degree. Now that was no longer an obstacle, and there was nothing preventing her for indulging in her basic needs, save the curse.

Suddenly, she snapped her knees together, the smacking of her thighs, as flesh met flesh sounding loud in the room, and startling both of them.

She looked away, and bent to her sandwich, taking hungry bites.

The remainder of the meal passed in silence, and she could sense the confusion. She stood, and took her place, and brought it to the kitchen before selecting some fruit and returning.

She picked up a strawberry, and held it by the hull as she tipped back her head, and stretched upward, taking a bite. and, holding it between her lips she looked at him, holding his gaze, as she sucked it slowly into her mouth, licking her lips, and making sure that he watched her as she chewed sensuously and then swallowed. Next, she picked up a banana, and peeled it, as her arousal got the better of her.

She looked at him.

"You dont mind my helping myself, I hope ? If you want something, you have to take it!"

The peel dropped to the table, and she sucked the entire length of the banana into her mouth, moaning, and watching him as she mimicked the art of fellatio.

Desire burned hot, and she began to feel that burn inside once more, as she began to smell the bead of precum she knew to be glistening on his cockhead. She looked at him, leaning a little closer, legs once more deliberately spreading wide. Her hand moved up along her body, reaching her breast, and she pinched her nipple, hard, rolling it between her fingers as she arched her back, and came.

 

[dryfter]

"A naughty girl, that is.... with the right temptation!"

Her legs slammed shut then, and he found his eyes immediately drawn to hers in confused askance. But as if knowing that he sought explanation, she avoided his gaze with her own smoldering eyes.....the barest of shivers running down her body.....the last signs of her own arousal.

He was becoming more and more certain now. This wasn't just any of Nevada's brothel whores. When she had spoken of repaying him earlier, of course his mind had jumped to sex, who's wouldn't?! But instead she had made them both a refreshing lunch.....and even now as he watched, she strove in her nakedness to clean up after said lunch.....knowing full well that his eyes never left her perfect form, as if bathing sensuously in his lurid gaze.

Just how much time had passed in thought? Grant had to admit that his mental faculties were in all sorts of myriad chaos as stark lust and blatant confusion mixed into something less than desirable and not at all satisfying. A curious eyebrow cocked slightly as she returned from the kitchen....having found the small bowl of fresh fruit he kept in the fridge, oblivious to his perverted gawking as she sat before him once more......gingerly selecting a strawberry from the bowl......

And again, she had his undivided attention.......the woman who had teased him just a few minutes ago, was up to her delightful tricks again as she slowly devoured the berry.....holding his gaze with a pronounced glint of wickedness in her own.....making sure that more than one time he saw her tongue dart forward from between full and plush lips to taste the fruit's sweet juices before pulling it inward to its demise.....

But if that hadn't been enough to completely resurrect his aching cock......she then put on a show of fellating a banana.....seemingly proud of just how much she could take into her mouth at once. He didn't miss the lone hand sliding softly upward her body, nor the fact that her thighs had parted once more, giving him more of a show than she had just minutes ago.......but even he was shocked as her drifting appendage came to rest upon the firms swell of a breast.....fingers curling in wickedly to seize her own pebbled crest......

He could see the brief flash of surprise on her face as she twisted.....surprise and something much, much darker and deeper. His mouth was dry as he watched those beautiful eyes of hers close for a moment....the banana leaving her mouth only so she could fill his ears with a soft cry as what could only be her own climax left him breathless.....her slender body convulsing softly, her thighs now glistening with her own juices as she slowly came back down from her personal nirvana.....

"My god....I want to fuck you so bad......"

It took several long seconds....his eyes still wide in disbelief at what he'd just witnessed.....

That he realized he'd spoken that out loud.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Her orgasm throbbed through her, relieving the awful tension, the burning need inside of her. She exhaled sharply, relieved that she had resisted temptation, but then she realised in the wake of her climax, was not the mellow and stated feeling she had expected, but instead, and increased, more intense need.

And so, she was cursed thusly. Was it because it was at her own hand? Was it to be the way for her, lust begetting lust??? She didn't know. It was like an inch, the more she scratched it, the worse it got and she felt like crying with frustration.

She moaned, and squeezed her eyes tight.

"My god....I want to fuck you so bad......"

"NO!! NO!!"

She jumped up from the table and paced across the floor, swivelling swiftly and turning to face him again.

"No you dont! You do NOT want to fuck me!!!"

But you want to fuck him, yes you do! Look, even now his cock, swollen and pulsing is there for you! Reach out, take what you want, what you need! He wants a mindless fuck, a cunt to pound!! Give it to him, give in!! Why are you making it hard on yourself, denying yourself what you know you need??

The insidious thoughts curled around her mind, like the serpent in Eden whispering, suggesting, and like with Eve, those thoughts took root.

Why fight it? Why deny what she needed so very desperately?

Her eyes flicked open, and she stared at him, as she prowled toward him, her hand slipping down her belly, delving between her pussy lips.

She wiped her wet fingers across his lips, and then brought her fingers to her llips, moaning as she sucked her juices off.

"I taste so fucking good don't I??? You know why???"

She circled him, leaning over his shoulder and hissed in his ear.

"I'm in heat, you know like a bitch?? I need fucking, more than I need my next breath.... but are you man enough....?"

She strode away from him, shaking her ass, tempting him, luring him to where she wanted him.

All thoughts of the curse at this point had been pushed aside by her insatiable craving.

"Take it! If you're man enough, TAKE what you want!!"

 

[dryfter]

He almost grinned.....it really was too bad that he had missed the look on her face.....shaking that sexy ass at him, baiting him, right up until he had reached out and slapped it harshly.....a pink hand print on her pale flesh.

It was as if she was trying to lure him away from he table. Where she had intended to lure him, he wasn't certain, but as her shapely back slammed solidly against the wall he had rushed her up against, Grant was pretty sure that hadn't exactly been the plan.

Still, she had called his manhood into question, had dared to take her even after declaring herself as being in heat......his tongue dragged across his lips once more before crushing them against her own.....wanting that tangy flavor......her flavor......delighting him once more before tasting it even stronger on her own tongue.

"You little tease! You think you can put on a show like that in my home, after I save your fucking life.....and I'm not supposed to want to fuck you?!"

Rough hands cupped her bare ass, pulling her towards him.....making her feel just how truly hard he was as she forced her damp sex against him until he could feel her beginning to soak through his pants, his head having dipped slightly......inhaling her natural scent, heated kisses racing across her neck and shoulders.

Backing up from the wall proved more rewarding as the suddenness of the move along with a powerful hoisting of his back that easily lifted her off her feet caused her to arch her back slightly.....thrusting those proud breasts of hers into the air......perfect for his hungry, awaiting mouth. He could feel her respond as his teeth trapped one hardened nipple....chewing softly before giving a little tug, thrashing all the while across its sensitive surface with his tongue.....

All thoughts of propriety was gone, along with his gentlemanly nature. She had provoked him for long enough, and when she hadn't been.....his own mind and lust for her had tested his sanity. And now....as he reached for the button of his trousers for the part of him that had been just begging to be released for the last four days.....masturbation was the last thing on his mind. No longer did he worry about getting caught cuffing one off by the "innocent" victim he had found days ago.

She was hardly an innocent.....though she may be about to be victimized again.

Her reaction to the sight of it was blissful, though hardly a soothing balm to his raging hormones. Slowly....he turned, and began carrying her towards the bedroom.....only mildly hampered by his pants slowly sliding down towards his knees.

"You better get ready, bitch....cause you're about to find out just how much man I am!"

 

[sallythescorpian]

The slap to her ass had caught her off guard, and immediately it fired her passions to an even greater level. Her back hit the wall hard, and he was on her, hands everywhere, mauling her, and she moaned in ecstasy.

She hooked her legs at the small of his back, and ground her wet pussy against he bulge in the groin of his jeans, loving the rough texture abrading her sensitive flesh.

He lifted her, and his mouth found her nipple, and she threw back her head, moaning with pleasure, fisting her fingers in his hair, as he pulled it cruelly, and forced more of her breast into his mouth.

A pity her new tits were small, but no matter, her nipples were still just as sensitive. The wild coupling reminded her of her Demon, and bitter sweet memories assaulted her, but more powerfully, dark desire bloomed and swelled making her think of nothing save her physical satisfaction.

He opened his pants, and the hot heat of his cock pressed against her, as he carried her to the bedroom.

"You better get ready, bitch....cause you're about to find out just how much man I am!"

"Oh yeah??"

She yanked his head back kissing him with bruising passion. She slid one hand between their bodies, and fisted his cock, squeezing him, as she moaned into his mouth.

"MMmmmm a fine cock, but can you make me scream with it?"

He threw her down on the bed, and she immediately went to her knees, fire burning through her, her cunt feeling as though it was on fire. She was breathing hard, as though she had been running, desire riding her hard.

She lunged at him, digging her nails in his ass, as she took his cock into her mouth, gagging on it, and still struggling to take more, taking him deep into her throat, massaging him with her throat muscles for a moment, before she released him, and pushed him to the bed, straddling him, and crying out as she impaled herself on him.

She threw back her head, cumming hard, her cunt creaming all over him. She looked at him, licking her lips, as she pinched his nipples hard.

"Call yourself a man?? You gonna let a bitch take you?? Fuck me, pin me down rape me!"

She hissed her desires in his ear, feeling his throb hard inside of her. She was trying to provoke him, needing to be over powered, to be made to serve him.

 

[dryfter]

"Call yourself a man?? You gonna let a bitch take you?? Fuck me, pin me down rape me!"

Grant chuckled softly, though he was hardly amused.

"Silly whore....don't you know you can't rape the willing?"

And from the way she had slavered over his cock, almost mesmerized by it the first time she had seen it......only to attack it lewdly, provocatively the second she was free to do so......yes, there certainly was no resistance from this girl.

But there certainly was challenge.

"Mmmmm a fine cock, but can you make me scream with it?"

Her words echoed in his mind, inflaming his passions even further. He had not balked at all when she had chosen to ride him, indeed....the sight of her sensually undulating hips as she sucked him deeper inside her with each grind had been more than pleasant, it had been heavenly. But while she was certainly acting wicked.....he had yet to hear her scream......not even as she came on his thick fuckpole....breathless and shivering....convulsing and desperately milking him for all he was worth.

He didn't even let her regain her sanity......thick fingers wrapping in her raven locks, he pull hard to his right. The look of surprise on her face was priceless as she all but flew off him, his cock sliding easily from her slick nethers.

Hearing her groan as she tried to rise, he pressed her down once more, face into the mattress. Not enough to smother, but definately enough to establish that she had pissed him off and he was in control now......an establishment made even more clear as she felt his cock surge roughly through her as he pierced her deeply, savagely once more!

It was then that the hand on her closed once more around her silken mane of hair....jerking back suddenly, snapping her head up as she was brought to bear against the full fury of a lusty plunge of cock! He didn't bother waiting for her to recover....instead stinging the paleness of her ass with another sharp blow a split second before another strong surge filled her to her womanly core!

He could feel his loins aching for her, each passing second becoming more and more dangerous, and yet he didn't care. He could control himself a little longer. She had yet to bring him to his own climax.....had taken her own....twice now. And the bitch had challenged him to bring her to her third.

Not that she hadn't been close. He'd been on the edge for what seemed to be hours now. But every time he thought he would lose control and explode, she challenged him.....just enough to piss him off and let his temper rise above his own arousal....for just a second, he thought back to just minutes ago.....the feel of her throat gripping him tightly.....and almost lost his composure....

With a growl, he savaged her.....releasing her to grip her curvy hips and plunge ever deeper.....her pussy seemingly tighter with each heady lunge.....his own ache growing with dangerous intensity.....he could practically feel himself bottoming out now.....and the thought brought a flash of wicked excitement.

"You want me to take you, huh? FINE. But I'm taking ALL of you, and you're going to deal with the consequences!"

Little did he know what those consequences really were.

"Brace yourself, you little slut. You're about to get what you deserve....nice and deep....cause I'm not pulling out of you!"

 

[sallythescorpian]

"Silly whore....don't you know you can't rape the willing?"

She hissed, and dug her nails into his chest, giving him a little bite of pain.

"So, you think me a whore?? Ha!! Prove it, prove you know what a whore needs more than her next breath!!"

Then she threw back her head and laughed, and as she did so, his fingers wrapped in it. She thought nothing of it, expecting him to tug her head back, to make her arch her back to take him even deeper, but instead he pulled her sideways, throwing her on the bed.

Alexis struggled to move, but no sooner had she gotten her knees under her, than his hand landed on the back of her neck, pressing her into the mattress, holding her down.

She cried out, partly in fury, but mostly in desperate desire.

He plunged into her, taking her deep on the very first thrust, plundering her depths, driving her harder into the mattress, as his big hand rained fire on her upturned and unprotected ass. She was mindless now, a creature of burning desire, driven by her most basic sexual needs. The position of her face muffled her cries of orgasmic bliss, as he made her cum hard, her cunt clenching down hard on his cock, squeezing it.

"That the best you can do ..... boy!!"

She said it deliberately, antagonising him, knowing that she was driving him to be rougher with her, than he had ever been before. She needed that. She needed it to quench the burning fire within her. He pounded her, his cock head hitting her cervix so hard now with every thrust.

"You want me to take you, huh? FINE. But I'm taking ALL of you, and you're going to deal with the consequences!"


She began to laugh. Consequences! What Consequences??!

And then through her mind numbing pleasure she recalled Suziel's curse:

"The next man you lay eyes on......you will feel my curse.....you will feel my enmity as your body heats like nothing you've ever seen. And further more.....your womb is ripe......and you will bear fruit. Hope....pray.....that the children you will bear will one day reconcile the actions of their mother. Fight it Alexis....fight it and lose.....for the next man you enjoy.....will ensnare your soul in servitude for all eternity.....for your own sinful flesh will demand its surrender."


Horror filled her, as she realised she was, even now, fulfilling that curse. Grant had her firmly by the hips, and he was drilling her now like he was hoping to find oil!! She began to buck violently, trying to get him off of her. She wanted to protest and yet her desire prevented anything more than a moan from emitting between her lips. Perhaps she could tempt him......

"Fuck my mouth! I.......wanna taste you're cum in my ...mouth.... fill my belly with your s...seed"

It had been such an effort to say, as she moaned.

She was like a bucking bronco now, trying to throw him from her, and she tried to move the other way, to crawl up the bed, but he had wound his hands in her long ebony hair, and pulled her head back in counterpoint to his thrusts, as his cock head pounded the entrance to her fertile womb.

"Brace yourself, you little slut. You're about to get what you deserve....nice and deep....cause I'm not pulling out of you!"

And those words seemed to fulfill her destiny.

"You're about to get what you deserve!!"

She was his now, his slave for all eternity, she would bear the fruit of his loins, and he would grow to despise her, for that was their fate. Her body still quivered with the quake of her orgasm, her own juices mixing with his as she became impregnated. She could it, almost painful, as his copious cum painted her fertile womb. She had been cast out for less than a week, and already she had capitulated. She was weak, weakened by the unquenchable fire in her cunt, that overwhelmed her, that consumed her, that enslaved her.

 

[dryfter]

"That the best you can do ..... boy!!"

Little did Grant know....that compared to her, he really was just a boy. Still, her words, her continued provoking, only spurred him on further. Just how hard did she want it, could she take it before she finally screamed out his name?!

If she even knew his name. He didn't even know hers yet. And right now....he didn't care.

She wanted him to cum in her mouth.....to swallow everything he had to offer her. Did she really believe that he was still playing by her rules after all she had said? She had told him to fuck her like she was the whore he was beginning to believe she truly was......and he was more than willing to comply, each brutal lunge of his thick hips sending meaty shivers up her lithe frame......

It didn't take long for him.....especially when he felt her stiffen in response to his nasty words.....somehow the thought that she didn't want him to cum inside her only turned him on more. Most working women of Nevada took care to use protection of some sort......but perhaps this one didn't......or maybe he'd been right all along in that she didn't work one of the desert's many bunny ranches....

He didn't have time to think about it anymore....pounding her slick tunnel for the last friction he knew he'd need to make good on his promise.....hearing her jeers and taunts turning to whimpers and sexy little moans.....noises that only feeded his lust for her.....

He came suddenly, blasting forward to pierce her fully.....holding himself there as he leaned forward......his strangled cry exploding scant inches from her ears as his loins rushed forth to fill her deeply.....painting her insides with the thick, molten glow of his desire.....

Several long seconds passed....and from the way she quivered, Grant knew that she could feel each and every virulent pulse being loosed inside her. His hold on her tightened slightly as the adrenaline subsided....leaving only a rush of exhaustion in its wake. How long had it been since he'd had sex at all, not to mention sex like that?

2 years. And....never. Not a single woman he'd ever met had caused him to do what he had just done. And yet....he had no regrets......not when the woman beneath him seemed so perfect......desirable, alluring, curved in just the right places.......perfect for doing exactly what they had just done.....

Leaning forward, still panting, heated lips brushed her shoulder.....followed by the soft brush of his teeth as they raked her flesh gently.

"Your name.....I must know."

 

[sallythescorpian]

It was done. Her fate sealed. Her body's lusts had simply been too great to fight. An old adage came to mind, that seemed particularly appropriate to Alexis's predicament.

"You made you bed, now lie on it!"

Her breathing slowed, and the magnitude of her situation began to close in around her. She shifted over to the very edge of the bed, curling up into a ball.

"Your name.....I must know."

He had spoken some minutes ago, and she had yet to answer.

"Alexis..... my name is Alexis"

She didn't ask his, it was irrelevant to her curent train of thought.

What had she done? Was there a way to undo it?? She wracked her brain, hoping she could come up with some sort of out, but there was none. The curse was burned upon her soul.

"I am your slave, to serve you for all eternity"

She spoke quietly, almost to herself. Her voice was laced with misery, as the thought of a babe in her womb brought to mind the Demon's lovechild she had lost, no, not lost, it was taken from her.

For now at least, the burning inside of her had faded, and exhaustion returned. She slept, exhausted, falling into a deep, dark sleep. Suziel's words taunted her, as did those of the other six who had cast her out, and she tossed and turned, as she relived her fall from grace.

Then, she turned, sleeping still, feeling a warm breath on her neck, steady, rythmic, calming. She reached out, and felt his warmth, and she sought it. She began to rock agaisnt him, feeling her desire rise insidiously within her once more.

The smell of his cum on her thighs, still oozing wetly from her, consumed her senses, and she moaned, writhing as she began to squeeze her breasts, pinching her nipples, twisting them cruelly, and then, sliding down her body, her fingers went automatically to the throb between her thighs, where she found the slickness of his seed, and greedily she began to slurp it from her fingers.

 

[dryfter]

"Alexis..... my name is Alexis"

Somehow.....it seemed to suit her......Alexis......

"I am your slave, to serve you for all eternity."

That woke him up.....half buried inside her as he was, just beginning to relax in a state of torpor as the euphoria she had crafted had begun to fade into more a state of lethargy.....

"Serve me?"

Wasn't this a bit much? I mean....he'd only met her 4 days ago.....and granted he'd probably saved her life. Well....maybe.....being naked in the desert sun couldn't be pleasant for anyone, much less anyone with her complexion. And while he'd secretly hoped for long nights that she'd "thank him" for his kindness.....he had always pictured her offering herself sweetly, demurely, with perhaps a hint of shyness.

Grant snorted subconciously. Since when had she been shy since arriving here. She seemed quite content to walk around naked, as if proud of her stunning figure and mindless of what constantly flaunting it in front of him would do. And then this.....sweet and demure? Try feral and aggressive. She had been a bitch in heat........and he had loved every second of it.

"Look....if this is about me saving you the other day.....I was glad to, and believe me.....you've more than made me thankful that I did."

And yet when she turned to look at him, it was with mournful eyes.....as if she was terrified that he might cast her off.....and worse.....as if she truly had nowhere else to go if he did. It was heart-wrenching.....and incredibly arousing at the same time.....

"Fine. You can stay. At least until your family comes looking for you. You'll earn your keep around here too.....even if its giving up this sweet little pussy when I want it, got it?"

With that, he pulled the rest of the way out of her.....leaving with a moist squish. Sighing....he lay next to her, not surprised to see slumber sweeping rapidly over them both......

He awoke to her stirring gently against him.....his cock having woken much much sooner than he at the constant fluxuation of pressure she stroked against it. Alexis it seemed, had not awaken yet.....and perhaps that made this situation even hotter, as he watched just in time to see her fingers lift from her bare mound to her lips as she suckled gently from them, cleaning the slim digits of the remnants of his sperm......

A gentle hand settled across the one that tugged at her nipple.....easing it aside as he took the whole supple mound in a palm and roughly massaged.....a calloused thumb drew across the tiny blood engorged nub.....and the soft squeak she made in response made him smile......

"Slave, huh? Just what am I expected to do with you? I suppose I should wake you up first, huh?"

And just as she opened her mouth once more to emit another illicit, sexy moan.....he closed his own over it.....his tongue probing her deeply, knowing full well that few women could sleep through such a claiming.....

 

[sallythescorpian]

"Serve me?"

She heard him, but didn't answer, already consumed by her own thoughts, by the direction her life had gone. Was she, even now with child? She believed it to be so, but perhaps even the curse was not that efficient. She lay, curled up, distraught for the babe she lost, and distraught at what the curse might mean for one she carried.

She slept..... and slept.

She awoke, aroused, to find him leaning over her, kissing her. What on Earth???? His saliva mixed with her, adding more of his bodily fluids, reinforcing his attraction for her, whether she wanted it or not. A part of her wanted to push him away, to be alone, to think, but the bigger part of her, the part ruled solely by her sexuality wanted him.

"Look....if this is about me saving you the other day.....I was glad to, and believe me.....you've more than made me thankful that I did."

She returned his kiss, but managed to cool her ardour, breaking the kiss and sitting up.

"Fine. You can stay. At least until your family comes looking for you. You'll earn your keep around here too.....even if its giving up this sweet little pussy when I want it, got it?"


She had been about to get out of bed, to go and shower when this sank in.

"YOU CAN STAY"

The importance of those words struck her hard, in a way she hadn't thought through before. The curse was that she would feel a dark, burning desire, one which only he could quench. What if she couldn't stay? What if he didn't want her? What then? She would go insane, end up like Medusa, mad, living in a cave, a creature reviled by mortal man.

She needed to stay. She absolutely had to stay. She would please him, she would serve him in a way no other could or would, she would etch out her place in his life.

With sudden change of heart, she swung back into bed.

"I will earn my keep, and I will give up my pussy, as you put it, and serve your every need. I place myself totally in your power."

I will make him love me, desire me, so that his need for me, matches mine for him, but I must be careful, for every time we join, it will increase my dependence on him, and make my need greater.

It wasn't much, but it was her plan.

They slept, a deep exhausted sleep, and she awoke as the first rays of dawn illuminated the room. She lay in his arms, his morning arousal pressing against her back, making her shudder with desire. Quickly, she climbed from the bed, and went to the bathroom, showering, and cleaning her teeth, fixing her hair.

She was pleased that their coupling the previous night seemed to have slaked the worst of her desires. Perhaps it would not be too bad, too severe, perhaps she could handle it.

She went into the kitchen, thinking she had better make herself indispensable, and, having cleaned it, she prepared a breakfast of French toast, and some fruit, and she brewed a little coffee, and she laid it on the table.

Walking into the bedroom she kissed his cheek.

"Wake up Sire, your breakfast is ready!"



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[dryfter]

"I will earn my keep, and I will give up my pussy, as you put it, and serve your every need. I place myself totally in your power."

He looked at her then....as if scrutinizing her for any hint of falsity. Was this girl for real? Women these days were an independent lot, yes this newcomer seemed completely hooked on the idea of actually serving him.

And really, could he ask for anything more? It was a concept that troubled him as they both settled down once again for the night......his breathing eventually slowing to match her own as slumber took them once more.....

"Wake up Sire, your breakfast is ready!"

She was there. He could smell her even before his eyes opened.....could feel the gentleness as her lips brushed softly against his cheek. And from what his other senses were telling him.....she had brought breakfast.

And then it clicked.

"Sire?"

His eyes opened slowly.....blurry still as he drew the back of a hand across them, trying to drive away the fog. This wasn't a dream then.....he had just had wild passionate sex with the most beautiful, sexy, AMAZING woman he'd ever laid eyes on.

But what was with the wierd title?

"I will earn my keep, and I will give up my pussy, as you put it, and serve your every need. I place myself totally in your power."

Grant swallowed hard, the night's memories rushing back to him. Still.....

"Not Sire.....Master. Much more fitting, as I'm hardly royalty."

His stomach rumbled, and became acutely aware of the scent of food wafting in from the next room.......he only hoped she had made enough for both of them.

A weird shiver ran up his spine. Master? Really? Sure he wasn't the kind of guy you called Sire, but the title dredged up dark thoughts of dark leather....chains.....and.....and why the hell did all this seem so exciting to him? Even more so by the fact that she seemed to take his correction without so much as a flinch! But really....how would he react to hearing it from her for the first time. Again that soft thrill.....

He slid out of bed, making his way to the dining room completely unadorned. She felt the need to wake him up completely nude as she was.....she could look at what her appearance did to him, his thick staff jutting straight out from his body, much more awake than the rest of him was.....

"I could get used to this...."

He was referring to her ever present state of nudity, and indeed, it was much less shocking than it had been when she had emerged from his bedroom just a few nights ago....though his loins tingled slightly at the memory of his initial reaction.....seeing her there in the crater for the first time.....

He felt no need to clothe her. Especially as Alexis seemed comfortable and compliant with her current state. He wondered if she even knew how much just the sight of her turned him on....

A soft hand reached down to cup her pert ass as she walked beside him....as if escorting him to the breakfast she had made.

"French toast?"

Coffee...fruit.....it was all laid out there for him. So that had been the delicious smell he had detected from his...no....their room. For a second he felt her eyes on him, as if scanning him for any sense of disapproval. Soundlessly he sat, reaching for a fork.....grimacing slightly as she settled in next to him, remember full well that this was where the tease had started the night before.....how could he eat like this? Not when his blood was nowhere near his brain right now!

He gave her a sidelong glance. Did she really mean it when she talked about serving his every need. Because right now he was caught between two primal needs......

"You should eat too."

He reached for her then....gentle fingertips stroking a cheek.....tracing her delicate jawline.....for a second he thought about pushing her down.....pressing her lips to his throbbing cock and making her take him deep, like she had last night......

"What the hell am I thinking?"

So much strangeness....and yet Alexis was nonplussed......

"What am I going to do with you?"

Though even now.....he had a few ideas......

 

[sallythescorpian]

She sat, next to him, watching as he ate the meal she had prepared, pleased that he found it satisfactory. It was not something she was experienced at and it was something she needed to learn if she was to keep her place here.

Master, he had told her to call him Master. She committed that to memory.

She stood, and refreshed his coffee, topping up her own in the process. The caffine pumped through her, and made her feel more alive. It was something she was little used to, and something she enjoyed.

His manhood, she noticed was hard and upright, and with her heightened sense of smell, she could smell his seed. She could almost taste it, recalling last night how she had scooped his spent semen from her womanly folds, and licked it, its flavour even now, something she craved.

"You should eat too."

Surprised, it jolted her attention back to the present.

"As you wish, Master!"

She bent her head, and began to cut up a slice of french toast, bringing it to her lips, and plucking it slowly from the fork. She moaned, savouring the taste, before she swallowed. Then she took a strawberry, and bit delicately at it, savouring its flavour, licking the trailing juices from her finger tips.

He was looking at her, puzzled, it seemed. Then he bought his hand to her cheek, caressing it.

"What am I going to do with you?"

Her eyes went to his, as she replied.

"Whatever you like, Master!"

Then, turning her head slightly, she traced his thumb with her tongue, before sucking it into her mouth. Still looking at him, she proceeded to massage his thumb with her lips, and lick him with her tongue. She could feel his desire, and it was feeding hers.

Her thoughts were getting less sweet and more nasty by the second, and her nostrils flared as she looked at the bead of precum glistening in the morning sun on his cock head. She moaned, and looked, fixated.

 

[dryfter]

There it was.....twice.

Master.

Just what did this lovely slip of a woman see in him? Sure he wasn't bad looking, but to devote yourself to a stranger as she apparently seemed to be doing. Not that he minded. Certainly not when she was more appealing to the eye than most celebrities he knew. He found himself chuckling softly, wondering if Hollywood even know a beauty such as here lived in this harsh place.

"So obedient."

It was murmured softly as he watched her obey even the gentlest of his commands.....more.....suggestions really.

Grant could feel his breath catch slightly as his gentle caress turned naughty quickly however.....Alexis holding him easily with that wicked, teasing glint in her eye as she turned and gently ran her tongue across his thumb, giving him pause. A pause was all she needed as he watched the digit slowly slip between those sensual lips......massaged gently in a manner he'd never experienced before, even as her tongue writhed against the trapped digit, stroking it with moist attention and growing desire.....

A desire he could feel as almost tangible as he watched her gaze drop to his lap, staring hungrily.....whimpering softly as her playtoy slipped unbidden from between her lips......

"Have I not fed you well enough, pet?"

Now where had that come from? And yet, it felt natural enough to him, that it only caused the smallest jangle of alarm as it slid past his lips. This lovely creature had done nothing yet to warrant the nastiness of the night before.....no bitch....no whore.....no slut or any such foulness was uttered in response to her open desire......yet.

But pet......pet seemed so appropriate.....fitting........

He reached for her plate then.....fingers openly seizing the last remaining strawberry. Lifting it with deliberate slowness, it was enough to drag her hungry stare away from his own aroused state.

But not for long.

With a wicked, teasing grin of his own, he could see her eyes widen slightly.....his fingers squeezing suddenly, fiercely as the berry was crushed.....its sticky red juices streaming over his long, hard length.

"Two things you seem to enjoy....mixed into one delightful treat. A reward for preparing such a thoughtful, delightful meal? You certainly have served me well so far. I think a reward might be in order, yes?"

Their eyes met once more, and he could tell that she was shivering between the indecision created by her own desire and her desire to not displease him. He chuckled softly, wondering later if he'd ever sounded like that before in his life.......

"Enjoy your reward to its fullest, my lovely Alexis. I do believe I'm going to enjoy your presence here"

 

[sallythescorpian]

"So obedient."

She nodded in agreement. She was going to be obedient. She was!! His tone.... she searched his face...... it wasn't sarcastic.... but nor was it without an undertone, although what that was, she couldn't say.

She sucked on his thumb, enjoying the taste of his flesh, enjoying the thought of the act she mimicked. He smirked, and she felt her nipples harden.

"Have I not fed you well enough, pet?"

She looked at him, his overt confidence, and attraction to her. She looked down, watching that bead of precum, wondering if it would transverse the crest, and trail down his shaft.

She watched, as, almost in slow motion, he plucked the ripe strawberry, and she pursed her lips, ready for him to feed it to her, but, to her surprise, he crushed it, the red pump coating his shaft.

Her eyes flew from his shaft to his eyes, as they danced with amusement.

"Two things you seem to enjoy....mixed into one delightful treat. A reward for preparing such a thoughtful, delightful meal? You certainly have served me well so far. I think a reward might be in order, yes?"

"Yes Master"

Still, she delayed, she postponed, she resisted, but then it became too much for her, and she went to her hands and knees, moaning with pleasure, as she crawled beneath the table, and took his shaft into her mouth.

"Yes master"

She began to lick him, tentatively at first, but then she began to suck harder, until she was sucking him voraciously, taking him deep into her throats, and moaning around his thick meat. This was what she needed, what what she needed.


"Enjoy your reward to its fullest, my lovely Alexis. I do believe I'm going to enjoy your presence here"

She released himi with an audible pop, freeing her mouth so she could answer hi

"thank you master, I intend to !"

 

[dryfter]

She didn't even flinch when he addressed her as his pet....that too pleased him, though on a more base, instinctual level he had yet to understand.....

What he did understand however, was that he had her undivided attention. For long moments she seemed to waver....

When she came to him, that animalistic look had returned to her eyes....almost as if she needed to feed.....to draw sustenance from his rock hard arousal as she gave his thick member a few soft teasing licks......before engulfing him completely.....hungrily. He watched in wonder, groaning in immediate pleasure as the slender brunette buried her face onto his cock....taking as much as she could with each rapid bob of her head......

"thank you master, I intend to !"

He hissed softly in surprise as he left the wonderful stimulus of her mouth.....the desert morning air seeming so chill in comparison. And just as quickly, returned to him, silencing herself once more as she labored towards his pleasure.....

It was a pleasure that wouldn't take long to reach its pinnacle.....from her position, she could see each twitch and spasm of his thigh muscles......could feel the arching of his back as he raised his hips ever so slightly in a soft thrust. Gently, a hand settled on the back of her head. He saw no need to press her down further, not when she already seemed determined to gag herself on his length......

"So good.....yes, pet.....just like that.....suck that cock......"

He brushed her hair gently from her face, meeting her gaze when she looked up at him.....she sight of her committing such a lewd and shameless act for him......

"Can you feel it getting bigger, Alexis......swelling in your mouth.......your sexy little throat? Cup my balls....massage them gently.....yessssssssss......just like that"

A low, gutteral moan.....another soft full bodied shudder.....

"Make me cum, you delightful little whore......remind me why I keep you around!"

He had slipped again.....used that word. But truly....with what she was doing with her tongue right now, did she not deserve it? Did it not fit the bill exactly? Grunting he pressed her back down once more....ending her teasing with a low, agonized moan.

When he came, it was harder than either of them had anticipated.....his hips jumping suddenly upward....his cock spearing with it, driving deep into her throat as he roared his approval across the cabin.....his thick, salty load exploding in a flood of creamy spurts Alexis couldn't hope to contain....

What was seconds seemed to drag on for eternity.....like she was sucking his soul out of his cock, it felt so good! Groaning, he was barely aware that he'd slipped from between startled lips.....a thin splash of finality lending a pearlescent shine to a pale cheek.....

Panting, swallowing the air itself like he'd not had any in days........the silence was broken only by his heavy breathing.....and the beginnings of laughter.....

"Well done, pet.....it seems you enjoyed that."

 

[sallythescorpian]

Primal desire drove Alexis's lusts, making her crave what he offered her. Hungrily she bent her head, sucking the very life force from him, moaning when she tasted the promise of what was to come.

He was responding to her stimulation in a way that fed her own need. She forced her head down, taking him into her throat, and massaging him with her swallow reflex. She swirled her tongue, fluttered it, flicked his shaft with it and wll the while she sucked and bobbed her head.

She moaned with the pleasure she was taking from this act, the craving in her that it fed. HIs fingers played with her hair, tugging it, brusing it from her face, and she whimpered in pleasure, and looked up, longingly with her lust filled eyes.


"So good.....yes, pet.....just like that.....suck that cock......"

His praise wrapped around her encouraging her, driving her on. She pulled right back for a moment, licking round and round his cock head, probign the slit in the head with her tongue, blowing warm air across his wet flesh, before she resumed sucking him deeply.


"Can you feel it getting bigger, Alexis......swelling in your mouth.......your sexy little throat? Cup my balls....massage them gently.....yessssssssss......just like that"

A shiver, vibrated out from the deepest recesses of her core.

"Make me cum, you delightful little whore......remind me why I keep you around!"


MMMm Whore! He had called her a delightful little whore, and the word recalled to mind the deviant sex she had so relished with her demon, the sex she craved more than her next breath.

As she moaned, he arched up, driving his cock brutally into her throat, hurting her. Hurting her in a way she craved. She sucked him hard as he gave her his hot bubbling essence, and she savoured the taste, pulling back so that she took the remaining pulses in her mouth.

His orgasmic cry was still reverberating around the cabin, as he began to laugh.

She looked up, and opened her mouth, showing him his seed before she drank it down.

"Well done, pet.....it seems you enjoyed that."

"mmmm. That you Master, I did!"

Still though, her own lusts, instead of being eased were now enflamed, and she struggled to hold herself together. It was getting worse. The pull was getting stronger, she was almost certain of it.

Quickly she came out from under the table, wanting to busy herself, and stave off the inevitable for as long as possible. Rapidly she cleared the table, washing the dishes and putting everything away. She spent the next two hours scrubbing and cleaning, fighting the burning in her pussy.

Finally, it was too much, and she went to him naked still, shutting his laptop, and sitting before him on the table. She spread her legs wide, and began to finger herself.

"Look Master, your whore is all creamy with need for you you!"

She plunged a second finger inside of herself.

"Tell me your desires, your deepest, darkest, nastiest desires, those that you will not even admit to yourself, and use me for them."

Her voice was soft and alluring, conspirationalial, even as she lured him, like a siren lured a sailor to the rocks!

"Even now, i see how you cock stiffens for the forbidden, as you consider just how close you are to experiencing things you have only dreamed of in the dark of the night.......Are you man enough??????? You have the power!! Use it weakling!! Fuck me!!!"