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"Oh goody!" She squeeled.

She smiled at him. She really did smile. The smile might have looked a bit strange or strained but it was a smile.

Tierney carefully stood up in the tub. Using the sides to hold on until she was sure that she was steady on her feet. Then she held out her arms to him like a child waiting to be picked up with that smile on her face.
 
He held her tight, gave her comfort, easing away whatever pain stil lingered in her body. There was nothing left, nothing that still held back. This was his Tierney, the one he knew would eventually come out and obey him. It was beautiful to see.

He helped her get dressed, tight fitting swimsuit that left little to the imagination. He took her through the mansion, various twists and turns that gave way to the outside area.

Here it was all high fenced, two of his guards watching with mild curiousity at the perimeter. They would not bother them, not unless Tierney had another episode. And, he did not see that happening any time soon.

He led her to the side of the pool, where lounge chairs waited with beach towels, everything an afterglow of their own happiness. The barbecue not too far off gave a pleasent smell of steaks almost done.

"This is all yours, you know that, don't you? It is yours and mine, ours together. What would you like to do, my pet? What is your wish?"
 
Jacobs eyes cracked open, looking up at Shelly just as those shards of the light blue sky she used for eyes looked down upon him. Sweat formed drops on the tip of her pert nose, as well as streaking down her cute puffy cheeks. Her rasping breath tearing through her open mouth, a thin ribbon of saliva running from the corner of those ruddy lips down to her chin. He couldn’t resist, pulling her face to him, close enough to let his tongue taste the moisture at her chin, following it up to those delicious lips. The kiss that followed left all others behind in heat and passion, love and affection.

Into her mouth he groaned, the tightness of her ass crushing as a vice, one made of hot moist flesh. There was no movement, they stayed still, just enjoying the feel of the other’s body against them, and within. All through the luscious kiss, their eyes stayed locked, sending back and forth unsounded, yet powerful messages of love and need. They craved each other. One was the one and only sustenance that the other needed. And, as Shelly’s body began to rise and fall, tighten and loosen, in sweet rhythm with his, all hungers were fed.

As if their nervous systems were linked, both moved in perfect synch. Flesh colliding with wet sweaty slaps, while sounds of purest pleasure and need poured from both. Always, whether lips were connected or not, their eyes were. Dark brown to lightest blue.

“Shelly……baby…”

Jacob broke the eye contact for a few moments. Partly from the intense pleasure he was feeling from the molten heat of her ass crushing his cock. Yet, mostly it was to hold back tears. Never in his life had he felt so in love as he did now, let alone feel such love returned. It mattered not a bit to him what was in Shelly’s past, for that’s all it was, the past. And neither did he look into the future for them both. As he looked back up at her, a single small drop falling from his eye, he knew all that mattered to him was the here and now. He wanted nothing more then to treasure every moment he spent with her.

Again he groaned, Shell’s skilled body again close to pulling his seed from his churning balls. Hands upon her hips, he helped to gently speed the pace. He could feel Shelly’s hand between them, working her delicate pussy in frenzied motions. His hand joined her, pulling her soaked fingers from her depths, placing them upon her distended clit, while his two middle fingers took their place, plunging deeply into her wet folds. Within her, they scissored, ‘walking’ back and forth against each other, stretching her muscular walls more and more. Also, when one touched the side behind which his cock pistoned back and forth, it would press, letting her feel the pressure between them. While, when one reached toward her belly, it would search for, and press and tease, the tiny fleshy bump found between her cervix and g-spot.

Jacob began to growl, the end drawing very close. He panted between her breasts, as his free arm went around her, crushing himself into her chest. And at the last moment, when the racing wildfire that was his sperm could be felt just about to be sent up and out his cock, inside her, his fingers clamped upon that sensitive bump, pinching and rubbing it between them. Then, as his body convulsed, and thick white hot cum splashed again and again into the deepest reaches of her ass, so those fingers pressed into that spot, while outside, his thumb pressed against those fingers, pinching that place from inside and out.

“I love you.” He breathed in the safe warm comfort of her cleavage.
 
Jake

Stacey was sucking me as if her need was endless. Her lips suctioning over the skin of my cock. Her hands playing with my balls. My fingers wrapped in her hair as I moaned my pleasure. I leaned my body against the wall, pulling and pushing her head, sliding my cock in and out. I could feel myself throb when I reached her throat and she hummed, sending vibrations through my cock.

Stacey pulled her mouth off my cock. She licked it all over and looked up, letting me know she wanted to be covered with my cum. I looked down and smiled as she began stroking me back and forth, fast and slow, her mouth sucking and then licking. Little did Stacey know I had little if any choice. There is something extraordinarily hot about watching her stroke me, lick and suck me. My orgasm, my unloading of my cum was under her control and I loved the feeling of that. “Damn, babe, I got a load building that will coat you.”

I pulled her head back, and while looking in her eyes, “Close.......just stroke........oh yes..........like that.....” Her hand alternated between fast and slow, my balls had already tightened up. Stacey held her mouth open, pointing my cock so the first shot would hit her mouth. Seeing her like that and feeling her hand stroking me faster was enough to send me over the edge. My body tensed up, breathing stopped, my cock throbbed and my thick creamy load began shooting out. I shot into her mouth, then Stacey aimed me at her face, coating her cheeks before being aimed towards her breast. I grunted as each spurt shot out, feeling it surge through my cock onto her body.
 
Shelly came just as the first shot of fluids covered her sex. She held onto Jacob’s shoulders, then wrapped her arms tight around him as she shuddered and quaked her orgasm. “Oh yesss,” she cried, the tears falling hot down her cheeks as her lover whispered words of love to her. She answered them back, they slammed through her just like his sex had. The words coated her and she knew the man that held her had captured her very soul and she was no longer going to see her life without him in it.

Her orgasm rolled by as waves of heat and when she was able to come back to him she placed wet kisses along his sweat soaked skin. “I love you Jacob,” she whispered then kissed his lips. “I want to be in your arms forever,” she told him.

If they could have held on to each other forever, they would have, but Shelly knew life moved forward and that meant Jacob would eventually have to leave her again. She kissed him gently, then eased his softened cock from her ass and slipped down to the bed and lay on her back. Her fingers trailed up and down his spine and she laughed when he shivered.

“What work do you have planned today?” she asked. “I have to work this evening. . . but I know you have that big case you are working on. The one with the missing woman from the cruise. So I understand if you have to do that. I just want you to know . . . I’ll be around when you get home. . . If I know what time that is, if not. . . then you can come to the club.”

She sat up and kissed his back, before slipping back to the pillows and tangled sheet.
 
He held her and comforted her. He treated her to tenderness. He dressed as if she were a child. Of course what he dressed her in said playboy bunny but she didn't really notice that.

She was in fact, quite out of it. She was docile enough but not all there while he lead her through the house to the pool.

Tierney was confused. She wasn't sure where she was or who she was. There was something very familiar about the pool area. She didn't notice the guards.

She sat where he lead her. Tierney sighed as he oiled her body. She closed her eyes in fatigue even though her stomach was growling from the smell of the cooking steaks.

Memories slipped through her mind like silver fish in the shadows of a pier. A hard body sweating, a feeling of lassitude, blood flowing, being with men, all these things flitted through her mind. Was she home? The pool was just like home. The house that she had been raised in, to be a true lady, was she there again? The house that her husband had bought from her family, ending generations of ownership was so like this one. The house that she had tried to make into a haven for her family and his, was this it? Had she come full circle?

"This is all yours, you know that, don't you? It is yours and mine, ours together. What would you like to do, my pet? What is your wish?" He said.

Was it her father or Alex? She opened her eyes, shielding them from the bright sun with her hand.

"Do? What would I like to do?" She said slowly as if she were not sure what was real. Her stomach growled. She colored. "Eat? Could we go ahead and eat or are things not ready yet?" Tierney asked tentatively. She went for the first thing that came to her confused mind.

Who was she? Where was she? Who was he? She couldn't answer those questions. They were such basic questions but she couldn't answer them. She tilted her head like a bird, looking at him. Still no information came to answer her questions.
 
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Stacey smeared the hot liquid all over her body, rubbed it over her nipples, slid it down her stomach, her navel and onward to her hot cunt. “Wonderful,” she mumbled. She licked him clean before taking the soap and washing his body. She grinned.

“I’m sated for now,” she said. She handed him the soap and waited for him to wash her come covered body.

When the shower was over she slipped free of his hands and made her way back to the bed and breakfast. When Jake arrived he was wrapped in a towel and Stacey was nude. “I like to air dry,” she told him with a wink.

“What’s on your agenda Mr. Jake?” she asked. Her thoughts came back to the phone call and the concerned questions he seemed to have during the conversation with the unseen face on the other end of the receiver.

She tucked her legs under her ass and popped some fruit into her mouth. “How I love fruit,” she said with a wicked grin.
 
Jake

I admired Stacey beauty as she sat naked on the bed, her legs tucked under her exquisite ass. I stretched out on the bed, letting my wet hair rest on her hip, watching her as she popped some fruit into her mouth. My hand couldn’t help but to lightly caress her knee and thigh.

“On my agenda for today?” I said as I looked up into her eyes smiling, “Uh, can you remind me what day it is?” I smiled and bent down to give her stomach soft but wet kisses.”I need to know the day so I know just what I might have to cancel.” I said with a wink.

I scooted my body up in the bed, placing my hand on her shoulder. I moved in giving her cheek a playful kiss. “Wait, isn’t today the day one my fantasies would become reality? Or was it one of your fantasies that was to become reality, I get mixed up easily at times.”
 
Stacey chuckled and popped a berry in his mouth and slipped out from under him. She grabbed her clothes and started getting dressed. “A fantasy? Hmm... what was it? I don’t recall mentioning a fantasy. . .fuck I think I just lived one.” She winked at him and ran her fingers through her hair and finished dressing. She then sat down on the edge of the bed and grinned at his naked skin.

“What is your fantasy lover?” She rolled to her belly and placed her chin on her palms, cupped it and smiled. “Tell me Jake. . . what are your deepest, darkest desires.” She ran her tongue over her pearly white teeth and waited to hear what he had to say. The more she kept him distracted the happier she would be.

She could keep him tethered to her hip the whole time he was here on his vacation. She liked that idea a lot. Maybe she could introduce him to friends of hers. . . or better yet, when his business in town was over, maybe she could convince him to hang out longer and she could show him more wild things she wanted to do with him. The possibilities were endless in Stacey’s mind as she gazed at the naked man on the bed.
 
"Of course we can eat," He scooped her up in his loving arms, taking her to the small outdoor table, where fresh food was already piled up. He had to bring the steaks over, medium rare, blood and fat still dripping off of them.

He was ravenous for them, and knew she would be too. It had been a long time since they had eaten anything, longer for her than for him. He'd purposely deprived her of food, water, sleep, anything pleasurable. It was mental conditioning, he had to bring her out of her fucking stupor of a high class rich little stuck up cunt. Now, she was free, his own whore to shape how he pleased.

He cut up his steak, looking at her.

"This is just delicious. Do you like it?"
 
Jake

I was about to ask Stacey why she was getting dressed, but she started on about fantasies. I watched her dress admiring her beauty, her shape, everything about her, wishing she was not covering her body.

“I thought we had started a conversation about fantasies earlier. I know you mentioned being a part of a threesome before, but you never answered me about the sexual orientation of the other two participants.”

I smiled as she lay down next to me, now fully dressed. My hand brushed her hair off the side of her face as she asked me of my deepest darkest desires. “Well, one of my fantasies is of course to have two beautiful women pleasure me and to watch them together as well. I have been with two women together but they were not into satisfying each other. And, before you ask, would I participate in a threesome if it there were another man involved? Don’t worry, that’s always the next question that flows from a lady’s mouth. I have thought about it and I don’t know exactly how far I would take sex with another man, but something inside me tells me that if it was hot enough, erotic enough, there most likely would be few limits.

I slid my hand under your hair, holding your neck and pulling your lips to mine. I brief passionate kiss before I looked back into her eyes, “There are more desires, Stacey, but maybe it’s your turn to tell me a few of yours.”
 
He picked her up. It should have been awkward with the sheen of oil on her body but she cradled against him as if he were her haven.

She didn't remember doing it but when she heard his voice again, she found her hands on the steak. Tierney was stuffing it in her mouth thoughtlessly and quite against the conventions that she had been raised with.

He spoke. She started a bit, her green eyes looked confused and distant. She stared at him for a minute a question clearly evident in her mind, then continued to eat savagely.

"Mmm Hmm" was all she uttered eating in this mindless way. If she had truly known what she was doing Tierney would have been appalled. Her society would have black balled her for such behavior. At the moment none of that was a concern. She continued to go for the food as if she were starving and literally she had been.
 
Stacey grinned and popped a grape in her mouth. “Well. . . you didn’t hear me right. I said I had a three-some before. A couple of times. I guess you’ve forgotten from lack of oxygen from all our fun last night,” she winked.

“But . . . a fantasy. I’ve lived on this island for what seems like forever, and I’ve not yet fucked in the ocean.”

She rolled off the bed and tossed her lover his pants. She smiled and pocketed the cell phone she had felt inside and took with in the few seconds she had his slacks in her hands. “So. . . you can fuck me in the ocean. . . where everyone is around and I’m gonna come for you and everyone’s gonna know it.”

Stacey called down to the hotel desk and told them to call Chad and arrange for a picnic to be ready for her in fifteen minutes. She told them she’d be down to pick up the cooler of beer and sandwiches and would toss in a few gropes for his trouble. After hanging up the phone she looked back at Jake. “Now. . . if you want to enjoy a three-some, is there a particular woman you have your eyes on. . . or do I pick out the eye candy for the evening.”

She crawled over the bed, ran her tongue over his hard cock and grinned. “Granted. . . sucking cock is the best, but eating pussy is a welcome treat too.” She pulled away before Jake could grab her and bring her mouth back to his eager cock. “Get dressed lover, your mine today.

She went into the bathroom and flushed the cell phone down the commode. “Sorry babe. . . he’s mine today.” She said to the swirling silver box. She have to give Rod head if he found out what she’d done and he was forced to come up and “fix” the problem, but Jake was such a good fuck she wouldn’t complain at all.
 
Jake

“A fuck in the ocean, eh? Now that is a must, it’s a shame there hasn’t been someone man enough around here to provide you with that experience. Let’s not worry about the other woman just yet Stacey, one fantasy at a time.” I said smirking, trying but not succeeding in bringing her moist lips back to my cock.

I reluctantly got up off the bed and began to put my pants on. I opted out of underwear since we’d be naked again soon enough. My eyes remained glued on her ass as she made her way to the bathroom. I pulled my pants up pushing my already thickened organ in, zipping carefully.

I notice Stacey’s eyes glance over my body and when her eyes met mine, “I figure if we are going to be naked in the ocean, why bother to get overdressed, hope that’s ok.” She smiled and moved in for a kiss before taking my hand and leading me out the door. As I waited for Stacey in the hotel lobby I realized my cell was no longer in my pants. I wondered where it had fallen out and a panic feeling hit my stomach. Settling myself down I remembered the entire rescue team was aware of where I was staying and would find a way to reach me if necessary.

Stacey appeared with a cooler and blanket and a huge smile. I stood up, taking both from her, letting her lead the way to the beach. We walked hand in hand, the sun beating down on our bodies as we progressed through the white sandy beach. Already people were setting up the chairs and towels finding what they felt would be the perfect spot. I wondered when our ‘perfect’ spot would appear in Stacey’s eyes. Would she find a secluded location or a very public location. Either way, I was sure her moans would draw a crowd. I gripped her hand more tightly, stopping her for a kiss, feeling my own excitement growing at her exhibitionistic fantasy.
 
For what seemed the millionth time in just a few hours, Jacob again could not believe such a beautiful woman was in his bed. Not only that, the woman he loved, and who loved him back.

He grinned as she made him shiver touching his back.

“Actully, I was told they would call me if they needed us to head out. That was…oh….” he looked up at the small wall clock, “Yesterday.” he laughed. He then reached and laid his hand upon Shelly’s calf, rubbing the hard muscle under her leg. “Though, I’m sure not complaining about them taking their time.” He smiled up at her then, taking in the sparkle of her eyes, the flash of her smile.

He had to wonder what such a lovely creature as her saw in someone like him. He was nothing, just a pair of arms and legs one would hire to get work done. A grunt. Never, in all his life, would have seen himself in the wondrous situation he was in now. Sharing his bed, and his heart, with this incredible woman. His heart she did own. She would just have to ask, and he would do. Right at that moment, as he knelt onto the floor near where her head laid to invite her in for a soft warm kiss, he vowed to give her all she wanted. Never again would she need to cater to others, for she would be the one catered to now.

As the kiss ended, and Jacob rose to his feet, so did the phone decide to ring. He felt his heart fall at the thought of leaving her, but he knew it needed to be done, a life was at risk. Picking up the receiver near the bed from it’s cradle on the nightstand, he spoke…”Yes?”

“This is to inform you, “ that same cold emotionless voice belonging to one of the Suits began, “that the operation will begin tonight. You are to report to the hotel no later then 9pm for the briefing.” then…dial tone.

“Straight and to the point.” he muttered as he set the phone down. Turning, he looked at Shelly, those blue eyes still shining. “Looks like we have a little while.” He smiled, leaning down to kiss her cheek, before standing and pulling his boxers up to his hips. “Let’s grab a bite to eat. Then, perhaps you can show me this new place you now own. You made it sound very interesting.” He grinned, turning away and walking towards the bathroom.

He stopped just before the door.

“Oh wait.” his head turning back to her, a wicked grin beginning to grow. “I do owe you for tickling my back.”

At that he leaped, landing on the bed and quickly locking his arms around her ankles. Her cute feet wiggling against his chest, even before his free hand began it’s savage tickle attack upon their soles. He held her tight as she thrashed, savoring her howling laughter.
 
There was a look of mischief written on Stacey’s face. She had no suit, neither did Jake. She grinned and gripped his hand tighter. Stacey was adventurous and wild, but she wasn’t stupid. She knew the beach was public and without suits she and Jake wouldn’t be able to do everything she desired... party nude on the beach, make love in the sand, walk over the place with the sand between their feet, and the sun on their backs. She did however, know where she wanted him.

“This way,” she winked. They by-passed kids playing in the sand, parents lathering them and themselves in sun-screen. Lovers held hands and walked along the wet sandy shore. Stacey smiled into the sun and let it run over her. The heat of the sand worked its way through her feet and she kicked some up as they made their way to a cluster of rocks.

The rocks created a shade that fell over the hot sand. The sand was also cooled by the shade of the grouping of trees that made a semi-circle around the rocks. “Here baby,” she whispered and immediately dropped to her knees. She winked up at him, and ran her fingers up his legs and down again. “I think your wearing to much,” she whispered. She released his pants and kissed his cock. Come down here and lay down,” she told him. Her mouth hovering over his cock as she spoke. “I’m thirsty.”

She took the blanket from his hand and spread it out for them. She then slipped free of her clothes as she wiggled back and forth on the sandy surface.
 
The screech that ripped through Shelly could be heard throughout the house, though no one came to her rescue. She rolled and twisted as she fought to get away from Jacob and his tickling fingers. “Jesus... ohhh crap... sto... stop...!” she screamed over and over.

Her eyes watered. She lifted herself up and beat on his chest until finally he relented with a slap on her ass and a wink. “You are in so much trouble,” she said. After she regained her breath, she pushed back her fallen hair and stood up. She eventually finished getting dressed and slipped on her shoes. “I love you. . . but you are in sooo much trouble.”

Shelly hooked her arm through his and she grinned up at him. “I think you will like it. It faces the ocean, it is still secluded, I have my own beach.”

They left Jacob’s and Shelly knew her face was glowing with happiness as they made their way to Shelly’s new home. She held his hand the entire time and she leaned her head on his shoulder enjoying the warmth of his presence.

Once they arrived she opened the door and began to take him on a tour of her home. “The furnishings stay,” she grinned. Her pulse raced as she showed him around. The windows gave a beautiful view of the ocean. The kitchen was spacious, the rooms were all exceptionally large and well designed.

“I hope you’ll help me christen the place, soon,” she winked.
 
"No," He slapped her, quick, sharp across the face. He already saw the red welt beginning to form just as her head whipped to the side. He watched her, exquisite, undeniable, and so lovely.

"My pet, you must remember the rules. You are to eat with your fork and knife, not with your hands. Do not do that again, or your punishment will be even more severe."

He moved over to her, hugging her, helping her back up. It was punishment of a moment, but that is all. Once the punishment was over, so was the hate. He loved her once more, and hoped for nothing more than to make her his own.

"You must not do that again, My pet. You are mine now, and I want nothing but the best for you."
 
The slap surprised her. The concussive force of his hand against her cheek whipped her head to the left. Her hand bloody and greezy went up to her head. She growled at him, showing her teeth stained with meat. Her green eyes watered in pain and shock. She didn't quite back down from him or cower. She sat there on the ground, gathering her muscles for anything and waited seemingly ready to tear his hand off if he came near her again. Tierney looked wild and wary.

His voice was soothing, like sweet music but there was an undertone of threat in it. She watched him carefully.

He moved toward her slowly. She flinched and prepared to attack if need be. Her brain was clearly functioning only at a primitive level.

He soothed her. He helped her back up. Righting her chair, he helped her sit again. Slowly the feral animal he had made her become relaxed again. He wiped her hands and face, cleaning them with a crisp white linen napkin dipped in ice water. Her skin welted up where he had hit her. The flesh was swelling and bright red there. He put the fork and knife in her hands. She stared at them and tried to divine the significance of such things.

Slowly, achingly slowly, she began again to cut her meat now. She did know what to do. She ate fast as if this might be taken away from her at any second. Her eyes were beautiful in both color and ferocity as they darted from him, to her plate and around the pool area. Clearly she was having trouble tracking but she was trying to think. The question was, what was she trying to think about? It was possible even Tierney didn't know the answer to that right then.
 
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Jake

The walk on the sand was soothing and relaxing, Stacey and I holding hands, trading grins and kisses knowing what we had planned on doing. I was plenty aroused already, knowing I would have her naked out here along the ocean, knowing I’d have her moaning and screaming for all to hear.

Stacey pulled me into the shaded sandy area, not completely hidden yet offering some privacy. I grinned looking down at Stacey as she knelt before me, undoing my pants, sliding them to the sand. Her lips pausing to kiss the head of my cock making her jerk to attention. Stacey took the blanket, spread it out and got as naked as I immediately. I laid down along side of her, our lips kissing as my hand glided over her skin. I slid my hand between her legs, wanting to know if this aroused her as much as it did me. My fingers spread he lips and were immediately welcomed with her nectar. I kissed my way over her neck, biting when I felt a soft area, licking away the bite before moving on. My finger began probing further, deeper, my thumb rubbing her clit, feeling it harden.

“I need a little appetizer before lunch Stacey” I whisper as I move down over her body, my face hovering over her wet pussy as I place my knees on either side of her face, offering myself as her appetizer. I begin lapping over her clit, sliding my tongue between the lips of her pussy, spreading her legs to allow my tongue better access.
 
"Good girl," His soothing voice helped as he brushed away various loose strands back behind her ear.

"That is a good pet. You have to listen to me now, understand, listen and obey, and everything will be fine. No more punishments, no more pain, only our love. That is all we need."

He sat back to his meal, finishing it up. He drank wine as easily as he poured it from the bottle. There was nothing left on the table but scraps, hardly even befitting a dog.

"Come with me," He said, making his way over to the poolside, two longue chairs waited with drinks and towels. It was too inviting.

"Are you ok, My pet? Are you feeling better?"
 
"Pet? I'm your pet?" Tierney asked her eyes impossibly wide, clearly not able to understand what was happening to her. "Who am I?"

She walked unsteadily over to the chairs with him. Her body felt uncomfortably full after it's long fast. Her back burned with the pain of eating too much too fast. Her stomach boiled with the sudden influx. Tierney sat on the lounge chair with a bit of her natural grace. She looked as if she had been born there but she was clearly very confused.

"Am I home?" She asked in a child like voice looking around her trying to find familiar signs of her ancestral mansion. Many things seemed familiar but yet, were not. Her already unsteady mind couldn't work out much of what was going on.

"Better? Better than what? Who are you?" She continued to question unable to work through the different jagged puzzle pieces of reality that were presented to her, which instead, seemed to cut into her brain.
 
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He slipped behind her on the longue chair, his arms slipping aorund her, snakelike and protective, they squeezed her in a vise-like grip, holding her for one moment. His power over her divine. It was to say he held everything, and she was at his mercy.

Then he eased up the pressure and kissed her neck.

"You are my pet. I own you. I am your master now, you obey me, do everything I tell you, and everything will be all right. You will call me Sir, or Master. And you will be called pet, slave, or slut. That is how you refer to youself from now on. Do you understand me?"
 
Stacey

Stacey’s view got one hundred percent better when she saw the offered cock bouncing in front her eager lips. Her tongue reached out and licked the warm sack that kept his balls safe from harm, but not safe from Stacey. She took his testicles and pushed both of the precious spheres into her mouth and began a steady rhythm of rolling them with her tongue, letting her teeth graze against him.

Her body is on fire as Jake begins to work her sex with his own special touches. Her hips lift and her hand wraps around his cock while the other runs up and down his hard ass. Her mouth continues to tease his balls as she begins to grind herself against him.

She can hear the people further down the beach and it adds to her excitement, bringing a stream of juice from her cunt. Her mouth releases his balls, only to gather them up again and prod them with hard, vigorous motions. Eventually she gives up the offered marbles and takes his cock into her mouth, but not until she lavishes it with her tongue, stroking and fucking her way slowly until the entire tool is engulfed by her wicked mouth.

Her teeth graze the sides and she continues to arouse Jake further as her hand moves to palm his balls. The tempo is fast, then slow, then fast again. Stacey's tongue covers his cock, her teeth scrap it, her fingers roll his testicles and she continues to lift and ride her lover's face.
 
"Do you understand me?" He asked.

Tierney's mind was unable to understand any of that. The sun was so warm. It began to make her skin feel tight and smooth. She could hear the pool's pump working to keep debris at a minimum in the blue water. She could smell the chorine. Everything seemed familiar in a way but there was a wrongness, there was something alien to it that she couldn't fix her mind on.

His arms around her were strong but they weren't safety, they were danger. What was going on here? Who was she? Who was he? Was she home? These questions and more tumbled around in her head like clothes in the drum of a dryer constantly tossing and warming but nothing stuck in one place providing an answer.

She closed her eyes hoping unconsciously that this would clear her mind or perhaps to reset the scene before her into something that would make sense.
She took three deep breaths before opening her eyes to the blue sky filled day so bright it made her wince but she loved it too. She yearned to stay in the sun always, to stay warm and full.

"Pet? Slave? Slut?" She repeated slowly her head turning a little in negation. Surely was was none of those things. She was . . .who was she? Again this eluded her. All this vital information eluded her except that she was in the sun, a slight breeze was wafting across her skin and someone was at her back radiating danger though she didn't know why.

"Sir or Master?" Tierney questioned before the strain of all these thoughts became too much. There in the hot noon sun, she shivered.
 
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