Innocent Desires

[BLACK BART]

* a closed tale for ARayne and I*

It all began, as many relationships do in this day and age, via the internet and a chat room.

The site was an erotic one. Frequented by people less timid to admit what they looked for and hoped to find, a place to share what aroused and stimulated them, and perhaps helped to pass the time when they were alone.

I'm one of "those kind"....I found out from past experience, that you didn't talk about just what kind I was in real life public...The honesty was "a little too much" and drew looks that told me I was regarded as "some kind of freak"...

So? Each evening I more often than not found myself "on the web", thanking God for broadband...and dropping in and out of the chat rooms and writing sites scattered across the internet.

It passed the time, and after talking to a lot of "characters" and role-playing with a whole lot more, I began to understand and accept just who and what I was.

Not that it got me laid that much more often...Too many nights I became a one handed typist before going to bed...But it at least granted me the peace of understanding myself, and sleeping better at night because of it.

That was before I met "Her"...that is.

What struck me first was the picture she posted in her profile, a side view of herself that showed off her figure quite nicely, and turned her face to look at you with her eyes...

Those eyes...

So full of lust and desires, I imagined...and though I knew she'd never reply to the likes of "me"...I gathered my courage and sent her a short PM...

"Hello..This is "Shark", I see by your profile we have much in common...If you ever have the need, or desire, to explore...Drop me a note?"

Looking back it was a lame introduction, I told myself I had thoroughly embarrassed myself, and would never hear back from "HER"

My pleasure and surprise was beyond words...when she answered...

 

[ARaynes]

My life as a mother had became pretty boring. Often times, I would sit at night dreaming of what life would be like if I had more adventure. Don't get me wrong, I love my son, just sometimes it would be nice to have some fun and excitement.

That is what brought me to writing. I could write and be anyone, or anything, I chose. I could be the vampire who seduced the helpless young woman into my arms. Better yet, I could be the herione in some sci-fi superheros story.

I was good, at least that is what people told me. I enjoyed writing, and it showed in my work. I often thought about the people I wrote with, and wondered what brought them to this site. What made them come to my secret world and join me in threads.

So, there I was, sitting at my computer, browsing the new stories that had been added, when a pm arrived.

"Hello..This is "Shark", I see by your profile we have much in common...If you ever have the need, or desire, to explore...Drop me a note?"

Who was this "Shark?" Why would he be writing me? I was no one special. So I went to find out. I searchhed for his name. I found the threads he had been writing on and I began to read. Instantly I found how wonderful his writing was. Each one seemed to stir feelings in me I hadn't realized lay dormant.

Well, needless to say, it didn't take me long to write back.

"Well, hello Shark. How are you? I can't say I am much good at writing letters, but I read some of your work and I must say I am impressed. You write with such passion, such effervescense. I would love to write with you sometime. I am sure we could make quite a team. Have anything in mind for me?"

Now all I had to do was sit and wait to see if he would challenge me. My heart seemed to stop with anticipation. Waiting and wondering when I would see his words fill my PM box once again.

 

[BLACK BART]

I would love to write with you sometime. I am sure we could make quite a team. Have anything in mind for me?"

Her words amazed me, considering the main topic I always seemed to write about, that topic being male dominant and non-consent.

Ahh, you might say... "One of those kind..." and in your world you very well might be right.

But so was she... I found a channel in writing to this erotic site, and poured my pent up emotions into each story, twisting the plot and quite often the characters in it...until I drained myself dry...

I knew what turned me on and didn't shy from it....an neither, it seemed...did she....


"What I have in mind for you?"

I chuckled, on screen, and off...


Then described how I'd like to kidnap her, bind her helpless, make her my plaything...and then do it all over again and again...

She wasn't timid...I admitted that right off, and she was a brilliant and intuitive writer as well... One that made me look forward to each late night she was online, and feel as if I'd lost something when she missed a night.

"Excellent post, my hot little lady "

I'd PM her after an especially sizzling exchange of posts and sigh to myself. Sighing not because she didn't arouse me...(she did the proof was in my...errmm...hand) But because the words were so livid I could almost see and taste her lips and body as she wrote about it and it could never go any further.


"Could I interest you in something more than just...words?"

Again I held my breath and waited for her answer, one, two three days...and though we were still writing hot and heavy to our "favorite little rape thread" that was all she answered PM's about.

Once again I chastised myself, knowing she had often spoke of being a mother, and assuming she was interested only in the role-playing we shared...

It was on a weekend when she broached the subject, confessing with a smile she had two days to herself and was looking forward to the thread...then with a few final words...she nearly knocked me off my chair.

 

[ARaynes]

"Where would you like to meet?"

I could hardly believe I had wrote that. Here I was about to meet a man I had only met in words. I had one picture of him, and his face didn't show through. I knew very little about him other than what he showed me online, and what I saw there I loved. He knew ways of turning me into a wet puddle that I didn't even know worked.

My heart raced with so many ideas. What if he changed his mind? What if we met and I wasn't what he thought I was? And worse yet, what if he was? What would happen then? My life was normal, and he could change it in the blink of an eye.

I waited. I won't say patiently, but I waited. I went about my day waiting to the evening, wishing time would pass faster so that I could get online and meet....well, what did you call him? My online lover? My fantasy? What? He was like a dream, in reality.

Then, when the night finally fell, I settled myself into my computer chair, and saw it waiting for me. The pop up came. "Shark" had replied. My wait was over. I clicked on the pop up and read what I had been waiting to see.....

 

[BLACK BART]

"Angel,

Your words have done more than surprise me, they have awakened a hope deep inside me I had thought long dead, and thrilled me in ways none ever have.

I know your offer is heart felt, in the short time we've written together instinct tells me it couldn't be anything less, I feel the same exciting anticipation and jitters that you feel, I'm sure

Please be cautious though, with me and foremost with yourself, what I write in my threads isn't far from what I practice in real life, and expectations often push our imaginations into grand beliefs that crush our hopes with reality.

Now, having said that, and assuming you've already thought this out and still want to meet...I've chosen a place that is halfway for both of us, and with your permission and blessing will send you a first class ticket to that destination. There's a three day weekend coming up soon and I hope you can find the time to plan for us to be together during it.

Again Angel, you've thrilled me and given me a bright spot to focus on in my life, I'll be counting the days until we're together.

Yours

Shark"​

I wrote the reply and then moved to our story, writing with new found energy and a twisted, dark imagination I hadn't used for years...

Then began to make a list of things I'd need to pack...and purchase before the weekend arrived...

I was looking forward to meeting Angel...and getting to know her mind..and body...intimately

Her reply came back to me the very next morning.

 

[ARaynes]

Dearest Shark,

I look forward to seeing you in the coming weekend. I know full well what I am getting myself into. Our threads are more than just fantasy to me, they are hopes of future events. Do not worry about me, I am a big girl that knows what she wants.

In a sense, I guess I can say I am yours.

I will send my address at the bottom of this pm.

I must say never having flown, flirst class will definately spoil me. Is that your way of buttering me up for the times to come?

Anticipating our visit,
Angel

I began packing for my trip. I was at a disadvantage I was sure. I didn't know what I would need. Would I need clothes? Would he have me nude all weekend? What were the preliminaries I was to expect.

To be honest, I had never gone off to meet anyone that I knew on the internet. My world had been kept pretty private. I told people only what they saw online. Nothing more. I was a figment in some imagination, or some illution in a world that didn't exist.

I packed several naughty outfits, and several nice ones to go out in, in case we did go out. I didn't know what to do, but by the time I was done, I had two big bags packed. I would be ready for anything.

Now, all I had to do was sit and wait on my flight, and wonder what the weekend would hold for us.

 

[BLACK BART]

2:20 A.M., Saturday​

The clock in the center of the hired limo's dash read as I reclined in the back of it.

Angel's flight was on time (a small miracle) and I had sent the driver out to find her, waiting and wondering what her voice would sound like...what her lips would taste like...and how smooth her skin would be...

Through the darkened glass I watched, and felt my heart lurch as the driver came towards us, followed by a long legged, dark haired beauty.

The next few seconds were torture for me, as I waited for the bags to be loaded, and the door to the rear door of the car to open, the bright street lights illuminating the well curved figure of my internet lover.

"Hello Angel"

I greeted her softly and offered a hand, watching the short skirt she wore slide up to reveal a well-shaped thigh, my eyes drinking her in even as I offered her a glass of champagne.

"I'm not even sure if you like it?"

I smiled at her as she leaned forward and accepted it, my own hand holding hers as I too leaned forward to steal a first kiss.

"So many secrets you have, I'm looking forward to discovering them all, no matter how trivial...or personal."

Angels lips were wonderful, the kiss had lingered, giving me ample time to feel the fullness of them and the sweetness as well.

The car pulled away smoothly and in no time we were on the express, each minute taking us closer to the time when we were truly alone...and together.

"You are nothing like your descriptions of yourself"

I teased with a stern face, knowing she had yet to learn my emotions were read quite easily if you watched my eyes, and I enjoyed the blush that spread over her face as she sipped at her drink.

"Your eyes are so much more vibrant...Your face...I could see it on a wall next to the Mona Lisa...and your figure.... you once hinted of being a model, I never knew it was for Playboy."

It was a schoolboy’s ruse, and yet it worked, the ice was broken and as she laughed I enjoyed the sound of her voice and how her face lit up.

Angel finished her drink and as I set the empty glass aside I lifted my next gift to her...

A black, silk blindfold...

"Our lodgings are compliments of a dear, and quite reclusive friend of mine"

I explained with a gentle smile and watched while she ran the fabric through her hands.

"Once we arrive and are inside, I'll remove it...Until then you have your first lesson to learn...."

My eyes never left her face. The blending of emotions as they washed over her features was stimulating to say the least, and as she lifted the blindfold to her eyes and tied it I admired how her breasts strained at the sheer blouse she wore...

"Shark...My first lesson...What is it?

Angels voice was husky and filled with the beginnings of lustful passion as she spoke, my lips covering hers for a second unexpected time before I answered with a low chuckle.

"Trust and obedience...without Question, my pet...Now lean back and tell me the last time you were ever bound helpless...and used by a man..."

 

[ARaynes]

Walking out to the limo was the hardest thing for me. I was not scared, but nervous. What if I wasn't what he expected? Or worse, what if he didn't like what he saw and sent me back on my own?

Once inside, he seemed pleased with what he saw. He kissed me, taking me by surprise. My heart began to beat faster, though I wasn't sure that it had the ability to. It surprised me.

Here sat my dream. My fantasy man I had spent so many nights wondering about. In the flesh. I could reach out and touch him. I could still taste the champagne on his lips.


When he brought out the blindfold, I knew then that this was it. No turning back. I wasn't afraid. Nervous, yes, but not afraid.

"Trust and obedience...without Question, my pet...Now lean back and tell me the last time you were ever bound helpless...and used by a man..."

The problem was, I had not ever truly been bound helpless. I was tied up once, but it was all fun and games, nothing like Shark and I shared on our threads together. Do I tell him of those?

"Trust and obedience.....without Question..." resounded in my head.

"Once, I was tied up, my hands on each corner of my metal frame bed. My legs were kept free, so that he could manuver me the way he wished. I had been wearing a red silk thong, but he ripped it off of me. It was just a silly game, nothing serious....."

I stopped there. I couldn't tell if I were boring him, though I must surly have been. I was not experienced like he thought. Would that disappoint him? I didn't want to disappoint him at all.

 

[BLACK BART]

"It was just a silly game, nothing serious....."

I relaxed and considered the meaning of Angel's words, my eyes on her body and how she held herself, and what tonight could mean for both of us.


"When a woman places herself in the hands of a man it... when she gives him absolute control over her body and soul...I would hope she gains an insight about herself as well as an immense pleasure from the experience."

I kissed her a third time, kneeling on the plush floor before her, my hand on the nape of her neck as my lips lingered on hers and felt them slowly open to me. The kiss changed, growing in intensity...to become the infancy of something intimate and special, and with a tinge of regret I drew away from her.

"Online we never judged each other Angel, we simply accepted each other for what we showed ourselves to be, it was easy because we never had to be completely...brutally honest with ourselves. Those will the most difficult barriers for both of us to overcome...and when we do, we'll both find a much higher level of intimacy...and pleasure. Does that interest you, my pet?"

Our kiss was over, but I still knelt before her, and as Angel answered me I smiled and listened, my hands moving to her blouse to slowly undo it and feast on the fullness of her breasts held by confinements of the lacy brassiere she wore.

“You dressed to please me Angel, and you have, but soon you will undress…and please yourself for me.”

 

[ARaynes]

I listened to the eloquent way he spoke to me. I could still feel his hand upon my neck, his lips on mine. The warmth of his body close to mine still filled me with an energy I had never known before.

"I am interested." I blushed. I had been completely honest with him. The entire time we talked on the ineternet, not once did I show myself to be anything other than what I was. Usually I hid it, keeping a mystery to those who wrote with me. None really ever know the true me, but with him, the truth just seemed to flow out. I was no one special, I was just me. Would he be disappointed?

I slid my hands down the front of my body. It seemed that with the blindfold on, things were more intense. I could feel the slightest turn in the car, the slightest movement inside. My hands slid upon my body and felt like flowers being swept across my skin. His scent, the smell fresh from a shower, filled me.

Everything was more intense.

"I wish to serve you any way you wish." That was no lie. I wanted to please him. In fact, I was afraid of not pleasing him. I knew that the person online would punish me for my lack of pleasure, and part of me was excited about it. My heart though, lived to please him.

 

[BLACK BART]

"I wish to serve you any way you wish."

"You will Angel, You will"

I assured her and removed the bra from her shoulders, then began to tease her nipples into swollen hard buttons that made her gasp and moan.

"Tell me Angel, are you wet?"

I teased her softly as I toyed with her breasts, then tweaked each cruelly as she delayed her answer, the pain drawing an answer and a gasp of pain.

"Answer me pet"

I chastised Angel and let my voice harden for a brief instant, my palms massaging the fullness of her breasts as she caught her breath and answered me.

"Take your skirt off Angel, I want to see more of you, but leave the panties on...we don't have much more time before we arrive."

 

[ARaynes]

I stood up the best I could in a moving vehicle with a blindfold on. Not having my sight made it a little hard to hold myself steady, but I soon felt warm hands on my hips to hold me there.

I unzipped my skirt, and soon is was falling to the floorboard. Sitting back, I let my legs spread a bit, showing the wetspot I had already began to make from his teasing my nipples. It hurt, but something in me awakened. It excited me.

"What else do you want me to do?" I asked. It occured to me that I really had no idea how to behave. I had never had a Dominate relationship before. THe only thing I had ever had was what had occured online and that was more rape fantasy than a Dominate/sub relationship.

I blushed, and wondered if he could see the pink of my cheeks in the low limo light. Would he think low of me because I was inexperienced? Or would it turn him on that he had fresh meat in his hands to play with? All I wanted was for him to be happy with me. I wanted him pleased.

 

[BLACK BART]

"Put your arms behind your back and sit absolutely still Angel"

I spoke softly and let the pleasure I was feeling slip into my words, my hands slipping around her waist as she obeyed while my lips moved to her breasts a second time.

The metallic rattle of the handcuffs in my hands was clearly audible, and as I fastened them around Angels lips so was the gasp that escaped her lips, the dual effect of my teeth on her tender nubs and the cool metal at her wrists making her body squirm in my arms.

"If you continue to pull away your nipples will be scraped against my teeth."

I informed her without emotion, then moved to bite the second swollen and ready nipple, holding my teeth on it long enough to make my point and hear Angel whimper...but not move.

The car slowed and then stopped, prompting me to move quickly, gathering Angels shed clothes and sliding her high heels back onto her stocking clad feet.

"Step out my pet"

I chuckled as I stood outside the limo and watched the driver ogle her as he gathered her bags.

"This way...be careful, you're walking on a gravel path..."

What a sight she made, bare breasted and arms bound behind her back, her arousal clearly evident on the only piece of clothing I allowed her, she slid out of the Limo and to her feet, each tiny step making her breasts jiggle erotically.

"Put them over there"

I instructed the driver and slid him a huge tip, enjoying the look of lust on his face and the pink tinged, embarrassed cheeks of Angel as she stood waiting in the large entry.

"She has an excellent body, don't you think?"

Smiling I watched the driver walk awkwardly away, the large bulge in his pants seconding the words he agreed with me about Angel's body, and I closed and bolted the heavy door behind me.

"He'll return only when I call him Angel."

I spoke softly and slid the blindfold off her eyes, watching her blink rapidly as her eyes adjusted to the brighter interior of the two storied, log interior.

"You belong to me until then, does that worry you?"

Holding my eyes and face as stern as possible I listened to her answer and nodded solemnly, taking her words for their full face value as I slid my erection from my pants for her to see.

"Then on your knees pet and suck me dry"

 

[ARaynes]

"You belong to me until then, does that worry you?" His words resounded through my head. I wasn't worried.

"I am not worried, for I was always yours." I watched, his face never changing its expression. He just nodded slightly and then said, 'Then on your knees pet and suck me dry."

Getting to my knees was a bit hard since my hands were behind my back, but I did as I was told. His cock was so inviting, standing straight and ready for my lips to surround it.

I first took my tongue and swiveled around the head. His cock seemed for a moment like a puppy enjoying its petting, bouncing up for more at the touch of my tongue. My lips eveloped his head, teasing it gently with my tongue, sucking ever so slightly. I could taste the salty sweetness of his pre-cum. Feel the pulse in the vein in his shaft. It was as if every sense I had was feeling him in that moment.

I started to reach up and take his shaft in my hands, only to realize that I was still bound. I wouldn't be able to hold him as I took his cock all the way in my mouth. I did the best I could, bending up higher on my knees, feeling his cock throb in the back of my throat before pulling him back out, my lips tugging on the base of his head before tightening on my way back down.

I looked up at him watching for a reaction in his face. Was I doing good? Did he like a little teeth? Some didn't, some did. I just wanted to make sure that he was getting what he wanted; what he enjoyed.

 

[BLACK BART]

"Ahhhhh, Yesssss"

I moaned as Angel used her tongue and lips expertly on my twitching cock.

"More Lip Pet...There...better....Now take more of me, yessss"

Inch by inch my cock slid into her mouth and then stopped, Angels eyes intent on mine and looking for direction, her features showing only lust, without fear or resistance.

"All of it Angel."

My tone was firm, her heading nodding a fraction of an inch before she leaned forward and took another inch of my throbbing cock into her hot mouth, and I felt the tip of it against her throat.

"More, pet..."

I urged her and placed my hands on her shoulders, her eyes still open and showing the beginnings of distress as a whimper came from her throat.

"MORE"

Bravely she tried again, and then as the gag reflex became too strong she pulled back quickly, my cock sliding out of her mouth as she choked and fought for air.

"I'm sorry"

Her words were sincere, I could hear it in the tone of them and see it in her eyes as she knelt before me, and yet I couldn't allow any sympathy...or forgiveness.

"As am I, pet...Now I have to take time disciplining you...when we could be moving on to more pleasureable events, stand up Angel and walk into that room."

Her eyes followed my hand and then to where I pointed towards, and awkwardly she rose to her feet and swayed to it, pausing to look over her shoulder before moving into the lit room.

"Bend over that leather bench and spread your legs as wide as you can pet, I want your weight resting on your hips and not your feet, is that clear?"

How erotic she looked, as she turned her eyes to me and answered softly that she did, then offered a second apology which I quickly refused.

"Hush, pet...This will be a lesson and with the learning of it you will gain insight...and forgiveness, are you ready?"

Lifting the wide oak paddle in my hands I smiled gently at her, rolling my shoulders to loosen them in anticipation of what was to come.

"Five strokes Angel, and then we treat the welts...are you ready?"

 

[ARaynes]

"Yes." I said, but my mind said, "Wait." I wasn't sure if I was really ready or not.

I could hear the swoosh of air as the paddle came towards me. I tightened my ass cheeks together, hoping ti would lessen the pain, but it didn't. He wasn't going to go easy on me, and I knew that in that first swing. My back arched, my head flying back and a gasp escaped. I closed my eyes at the pain, willing it away. That is when the next swing hit. I felt tears come to my eyes. Was that what he wanted? Did he want me to cry?

But when the third swing hit, it didn't hurt so much. It felt, almost tantalizing. Pleasure mixed in with the pain I had from before. It was like a switch came on, and I was liking what I felt.

I bent back over the table like I was supposed to be and waited for the next swing.

 

[BLACK BART]

"Four"

I counted off and brought the paddle down hard across Angel's now bright red cheeks. The fact that she had stopped tensing after the third blow wasn't missed by me, and after the fourth sharp, punishing impact her legs began to slowly open as well.

I waited a few more seconds, and was quickly rewarded by her legs spreading even further...exposing her sex to me and the paddle as well.

"FIVE"

The paddle hummed through the air, my hands guiding it and changing the swing of it an infinately tiny degree...One that Angel was going to quickly...intimately...apreciate, as the body of the paddle struck her asscheeks, and the edge found her vulnerable and pouting sex.

Rewarding me with a cry of pain and the sight of Angel's buttocks bouncing around wildly.

"Hold still slut"

I spoke in a harsh voice and traded the paddle for a jar of numbing creme.

"This will take the pain away and leave you ready for me"

Using three fingers I scooped a large amount of the crme from the jar, then began to rub it into the punished flesh of Angel's asscheeks, letting an occasional finger slide over her anus and puss as well.

"You were beginning to like it, weren't you my little slut"

I posed the words as a statement and slid a finger into her brown hole, the soothing creme lubing the way as I spoke to her.

"In time I will violate you in every hole, in ways you never thought possible, and I will watch your body cum even when your mind tells you it is wrong."

Pulling my finger from her anus I dipped into the creme again and returned, using two fingers to worry at her tight hole as I worked them into her.

"Are you ready for that Angel?"

 

[ARaynes]

"YES!" the word came almost too eagerly out of my mouth. I wanted him. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him to use me. Secretly I wanted him to adore me.

Every part of my body seemed alive. It yearned to be touched. Yearned to feel alive. I wanted him to give me the passion I knew we both wanted. So, the Yes that slipped from my lips was much more than just an answer. It was a true feeling.

"I am yours. Use me as you will." It was the truth. He had me. Hook, line and sinker.

 

[BLACK BART]

"The creme will take the sting away"

I stated quietly, keeping my voice level as I wiped my hands on the remnants of her torn panties, then pulled an obscenely small outfit from a nearby drawer.


"Put this on Angel, we're going to go OUT and show you OFF"

Tossing the tiny latex skirt and see through tube top onto the bed I watched her face and body, the confusion over the events and the frustration at the sudden stop of them showing plainly as she lifted the outfit and fingered the fabric, and asked.

"In THIS?"

"Did you think it was going to be that easy?" I countered

"But there are no panties, or shoes...everytime I sit or bend over it will be obvious"

"That you're a.... slut?" I finished and then assured her. "You are...But you're MY slut...and no one will touch you unless I tell them to. You can wear the heels you wore when we met."

Opening the door I smiled in assurance, the limo sitting outside the door with it's engine running, and I looked to Angel as she hurriedly pulled on the form fitting top.

"Or do you want to finish dressing in the car?"

 

[ARaynes]

I slipped the top on, worried my breasts were too big for such a small top. They fit, my nipples bulging at the fabric as I bounced.

"Or do you want to finish getting dressed in the car?"

I looked up, and worried that he was in a hurry. I grabbed the skirt, and headed for the car. It wasn't as if the driver hadn't already seen what I had. I could put the skirt on in the drive over to whe.....where were we going?

That was a question I had not gotten answered, yet, after all the time that pasted between Shark and I, I knew that I didn't have to worry. He would take care of me. I was his after all, and what else do you do but protect that, and those, who you are fond of.

He had made me feel cherished. I didn't worry as I sat in the seat of the car and started putting on my skirt. I waited on the heels, since I would put them on as soon as we stopped. Just in case he had something else he wanted me to do in the car, I would be prepared without stabbing either of us with the heels.

 

[BLACK BART]

"Kneel for me slut"

I spoke softly and reached into my pocket as Angel slid her body between my open thighs.

"You have lovely breasts, are the nipples as sensitive as they look tonight?"

From my pocket I drew a thin leather string, the black of it contrasing with the silver emblem that was attached to it, and as I reached around Angels neck to tie it I looked into her eyes.

"Tonight will be your greatest test as of yet. This emblem states that you are spoken for, all that see you will know without having to ask, and yet as the night progresses I will allow liberties to be taken of your body...

You will allow those liberties...but will NOT be allowed to respond in turn, is that clear?"

Smiling as she nodded I tweaked her nipples through the tightness of the fabric and smiled in return.

"Very good...Now pull my cock from my pants and slide that wet cunt of yours over it...I want you to make me cum before we arrive...and to clean me...But I want you to stay unsatisfied, can you do that for me slut?"

 

[ARaynes]

As my hands went to his fly, I knew that I was in for a great challenge. I was already ready to cum, my body full of lust from the spanking that had occured. I had to fuck him without allowing myself to have release.

I pulled his cock out of his pants. It stood at attention already, waiting and pulsing to slide inside me. I climbed up on him, my knees on each side of the seat next to his. I placed my waiting pussy above his head, and gently slid his head inside my aching cunt. I squeezed him, then slid him the rest of the way in.

I didn't moan, I kept control of everything even though it felt so good to have him inside me. A dream long waiting to come true. I slid him back out, almost allowing the head to escape, but not quite, then pushed myself down again, allowing him to fill me once again. Each entry of his cock, I squeezed him with my pussy walls, feeling as if his cock and my snatch were one. One unit working with each other to make a common course. His explotion inside me.

The entire time, I let my eyes stare into his. I never left from looking into his face, my mind studying every movement, every twitch, looking for signs of bliss.

"Cum for me, Master, It would be my greatest pleasure to serve you well." I asked, "I want to taste the mixture of you and me on your cock as I lick you clean."

 

[BLACK BART]

Groaning at the use of the muscles in her wet sex I thrust upwards into her, my cock sending waves of pleasure through my balls to explode in my brain.

"Good pet....You have a surprising talent I'll be sure to enjoy many times..."

Still I wasn't just going to let her drive me over the top that easy...I wanted to see her work hard for my release, and know she had denied herself in the process, pleasing me because I asked her to.

Gripping her hips I pulled her down as I hammered upwards, feeling my cock slide deeper into her and drawing a gasp from her lips.

"Tell me what you are pet...and who do you belong to?"

Grinning now I lunged harder and harder upwards, watching her eyes snap open as she realized how close she was to cumming...

"Tell me pet...who do you belong to?"

 

[ARaynes]

"I....." I bit my lip then, to control myself. The blood drawing blood enough to shock me into controling myself enough to not orgasm. "I am yours, Master, mind, body and soul."

I hadn't answered the question completely, so I started again. "I am your pet, Master. I am yours and yours alone, Master."

I sucked the blood on my lip to keep me from getting any on the clothing. I watched him, looking for any sign of my pleasing him. My muscles worked on his cock, squeezing tighter as I pulled away, and then losening as I slid him all the way back in. My hands went to my breasts, daring to play with them for him, trying to please him with the display of my fingers gliding over my nipples under the clothe.

"I serve to please you, Master, you and only you."

 

[BLACK BART]

I laughed and gripped your wrists, twisting them and bringing them behind your back, to pin them in one of my own while I brought the other forward to her breasts.

"You're losing my eager slut"

Gripping a nipple I tugged it harshly, then twisted it and watched the pain wash over your face, your eyes rolling as I pounded deep into your wet pussy.

"The fact that you had to draw your own blood so quickly shows how little control you have over your own body..."

Again I hammered into you from below, knowing my cock was rubbing your g-spot and driving you closer to the very thing I had denied you.

"So lost in the glory of being commanded by another, you've forgotten how to serve that man already."

Over and over I slid in and out of you, my thighs coated by your juices as I twisted your second nipple and watched you whimper in pleasure...

"Admit it slut...your desire to be taken has destroyed your ability to reason...or to please..."

I leaned forward, taking one already punished nipple between my teeth, and as I heard you try to whimper a reply....bit down cruelly, to draw a scream from you even as the gates of your first orgasm was released...