The love of a dignified woman

I am drowning in the pool of want 
My love, should you pull me out and coax me in your arms 

Let me satiate your arousal, 

Let me be on my knees and worship you, my king 

I am a woman with dignity and hence untethered love for you 

Should I feel weak for wanting you to glaze me with your essence and let me shine your grace and glory on my skin 

Many would think I am a freak but the truth to that is knowns by you my love, I am an untamed rider, I will ride you dry until the hinges of my hips feel like they will disjoint from each other. 

Sometimes I wonder if I was made of rubber, how could you possibly fill yourself into my mouth and let me drink up your essence while deep in my throat. 

I am a woman well aware of what I want and who I am, my face is a shade of cuteness, my brains are opulent; filled with all kinds of beauty and nastiness. Tonight baby, I will show you what nasty looks like and tomorrow I will be your cuteness 

Tonight burry yourself st every orifice of my body and then say it… 

tell me… 

tell me I am the only one. 

The only one that you love, if not I will not let you release your essence inside me because I am a woman who knows what she wants and who she is… and I will not be played and disrespected 

Let’s Fuck

Famished, time is passing, eaten by the wind, nothing, there is nothing happening just us, eyes biddy and giddy, bodies excited and nervous, 

Time is passing and we are here, just sitting, eaten by the thoughts in our brains, burning like acid, bit by bit, No blinking nor speaking, holding hands we can’t leave 

We are closer than further, open than closed, tongues tempt to tie but lips are sealed, time is passing eaten by life and here we are sitting, we aren’t mortal, we don’t feel safe considering the explosions, we should be grateful we survived the wrath of our orgasm 

We have nothing, nothing to wear, bear and nothing to hide, my nipples are puckered, I ain’t trying to hide, you are growing turgid, you are hard, I am swollen, you have been here before, a few minutes ago and yet I still salivate at your sight, no I don’t mean my mouth, I mean my pussy, my mouth is dry, please water me

Time is passing, we should preserve it, nothing special just something sensual, exquisite and dangerous, how but we mingle, scratch this tingle, tell me which angle this time then 

Let’s Fuck. 

Discussion: two women? 

Here is a scenario. 

You recently met a girl and you are actually in a relationship. Let’s say her name is Melisa. So one day your girlfriends finds out that you have been seeing Mel and she doesn’t say anything and you don’t know that she knows about Mel. Then one day you are from work, or something, exhausted and all you need is your gf besides you, watching tv and just chilling basically. Then you go into your bedroom and find Mel and your girlfriend having sex. 

This is a real scenario, don’t think of it from a really sexual mindset, this is your wife and your sidechick having sex. 

What would you do? 

A naughty woman: Dark Paradise 

Hey guys here is a new series. A lot of people enjoyed the lucky man’s series. It is not over but I thought I will accompany it with this new one. I hope you enjoy this one too. 

She had been thinking. Over analysing her new quest. For years she had yearned for something that would defeat her wall, make it tumble down and unleash her vulnerability, her feminity. For years she had fantasies that almost made her feel ashamed, they were so lewd, so dirty and unhinged. So crazy she questioned her mentality. She even questioned her capability of indulging in them. 
Now there she was, owning multiple high ranking businesses, a woman with a lot of power a lot of dominance in her life and a lot of control. She wanted to lose it all at least for a week. She didn’t want anything permanent, she wanted a thrill, a taste. 
Tucking her beating heart at the back of her mind, she walked out of her car and walked towards the two doors that were guarded by two bulky men who were having a chart while smoking their cigarettes. 

Her legs trembled, her heart was beating at her throat. For a second she wanted to turn around and leave and think about this. She didn’t know what she was putting herself in, she didn’t know the measures taken in there, what she knew was that building held something that would quench this thirst and that would accommodate this empty hole in her desires. 

As she arrive at the doors a tall blond man stood before the door intimidatingly. 

“ID?” He questioned. She had left almost everything at home and she did look over 18 to be questioned about her ID. 

“I think I look old enough” she chuckled, her assertive tone slacking a bit. 

“She is no harm, Jace. Let her in” the one on the side spoke irkly while he inhaled his cigarette and blew the smoke into the air. 

“Never trust a woman that dresses like her to a sex club” 

“Why? Cause she looks like she will spank your hard ass?” The man snickered making Jace glare at him. 

“Listen Boys, my time here is measured and I am 28” She bulged through Jace’s hard body and yanked the door open while the other laughed saying “a sexy ass just done you over”. The comment made her smirk. She liked feeling powerful, the bravery that pumped inside her veins felt like a few shots of ecstasy. 

But that bravery was in for a test on that day. She walked into the corridor and took the stairs up to the club. Dark Paradise looked nothing like Dark paradise. According to her imagination, the place would have been painted in all hell red and blacks. But it was cozy, something so inconceivable for a sex club. Warm tones blended together, intricately and elegant, they had a way of calming her hyper pounding heart. 

The art on the walls spoke the eloquence of the club almost juxtaposing the cozy warm tones. 

She arrived up on the floor and walked down the hall way with some open room doors. Each room had some sexual activity happening. She stopped in the first door for a second, a man was securing some leather binds on a pretty black haired woman. The man was gifted, each knot he made with the black rope was an art work of a prodigy.

She walked away from the room and passed by the other where a woman had her mouth on another woman’s sex while her ass was being handled by an older man. Somehow her heart began wondering what it is she wanted because with all that she was seeing while she passed each room, it wasn’t what she wanted but it was as kinky as fuck. 

Maybe she had chosen a wrong thing to quench her desire but then she walked into a dim lit room, the red meroon like walls had a tinted red effect to the room. From left to right, something was happening, something was going on and that something made butterflies flip inside her stomach. 

One couple in particular, intrigued her. That man was tall and sexy. His body was athletic, his long hair was in curls. He wore nothing but some jeans that hanged low. The girl seemed young, if she were to guess she would say she was around early twenties. Men surrounded them but left enough space for her to see. Her wrists were tied above her head from the ceiling and her body was naked and vulnerable. The tall man held a flogger in his wrist, he held it so tight. 

He circled the girl looking around while he muttered that she was beautiful and the man was telling the truth. The girl had not even one flaw, her skin was milky soft and glowing like satin, she was a bit tan, wide hips and a narrow waist. Her tits were impeccable, full and round with protruding hard dark pink nipples. 
Her mouth went dry when the man’s sinful lips enveloped the hard nipple into his mouth and then hers puckered when he ran his teeth on the girl’s nipples and she emitted a breathing sound of pleasure and appreciation. The man smacked the breast and she hummed low drawing her neck back. He then caressed her behind before smacking it. 
Then he circled behind her and swung his flogger into the air, returning it sharply across the blond girl’s back. She grunted, a mixture of pleasure and pain but before she could do anything, he lashed again, and again. To her surprise, Percy felt her pussy yearn, watering and aroused. With each lash that man made her pussy sought attention. She could even touch herself, it was almost impulsive and she wasn’t the only one affected. Men who were watching also had visible hard ons, even the man handling the flogger. 
Something about the pain exerted to that girl, something about the undivided pleasure that rippled through that girl. Had she lost her mind? There she was yearning for such pain, her body suffering the tremulous trembles of sex. 

“Do you want help with that?” She was startled by a deep hoarse voice that came from the back. 

“With what?” she cleared her throat and turned around. 

“You are touching yourself and I would be very happy to assist” the man spoke, aroused but also respectful of her boundaries. Never in her life had she just handed herself to a man she didn’t know. 

“My name is Karl. The question was quiet vehement on your face” he smirked sexily, his handsome features hardened and his pupils flared. 

“Yes,” she whispered. Karl walked in close, placing his handsome hands on her hips making her skin jump, breeding shivers to ripple though her body. 

“Yes what, babe?” His voice had become darker, almost defining the name of the club – Dark Paradise. 

She was doing this. She wasn’t even questioning it. She didn’t care. She was going to let her guard down. Isn’t that why she was there in the first place? 

“Touch me” she whispered trying to not let her words disgust her or even believe she was saying them. Karl sheathed his fingers through her brown hair and yanked down causing heat to pave over her head. His lips were melted soft and cool against her neck, propelling a soft moan from her throat. 

Karl lifted her skirt up and before she knew it his hand was in her panties massaging her pussy, his finger delving into the folds and reaching for her clit. He received her gasp as his mouth hastily covered hers in a breathless and sexy kiss. 
He suddenly stopped and turned her to face the girl whose mouth was being fucked while the sexy tall man whipped her behind. 
“You like that?” He asked and all she could do was nod. Soon Karl drove his thick fingers inside her, making her gasp for air. Then he moved up and down, in and out of her pussy. His momentum increased. As sheshut her eyes savouring the moment he smacked her ass, “open your eyes” he bid while he went in, slamming his fingers up and down almost mercilessly. 

“Touch yourself” he whispered grazing his teeth against her earlobe. She complied, rubbing her clit so fast in the same rhythm as his entrances. A force rippled in her groin, perplexing and washing all across her body like the ocean’s tides. 
“Keep your eyes open” he ordered and as she directed her gaze across the room to the girl being flogged, their eyes met each other’s. The girl’s eyes flared with pleasure, connecting her pleasure with Percy’s. Together they climaxed, pleasure rippled through her body ever so violently. Karl didn’t ease his fingers, instead he pounded even harder, groaning with pleasure. 

Then his fingers calmed and eased out of her gently. She was knackered, her joints were wobbly and she didn’t think she would stand tall and assertively like always. 

“Good girl” Karl whispered in her ears. Then he came and stood before her effacing the image of the girl who was now being untied. He leered into her eyes and held her jaw tight forcing her to open her mouth. When she did, he slipped his fingers inside her mouth and forced her to taste herself. She had never done that ever in her life and to see him taking such charge of her, power and dominance gleaming in his eyes, she was shocked to feel arousal striking all over again. 

“Well come to Dark Paradise Percy.” He smirked his sinful lips slim and tempting. “You can come and sign your contract now” he said shocking her. He was the owner of Dark Paradise.

Riding a bullet: Submissive Kayla

Hi guys this is the book I am currently working on. I have not entirely written a BDSM book and I can’t say I will get it right that’s why I have posted this little part. I hope you enjoy it 😊 And I would like to apologise for neglecting you guys in the last two weeks or so… I have been going through some shit and I neglected a lot but you guys supported me and checked up on me and that’s amazing and I am grateful. 

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They requested a private table and she sat next to him and the other woman sat on his other side. She had been giving Kayla a nasty glance and Kayla prayed she didn’t end up asking her if she had a problem. 

While she sat there listening to all of them laugh and talk, she felt kegan’s hand slide down her stomach. Aghast, she glanced at him and he looked like he was detached from his hand. Knowing better she remained calm. 

“Pull your skirt up” he ordered not even whispering. She looked around and said “but there are people on this table”. With one stern glance she obeyed and did as bid. Slowly and carefully she pulled her skirt up to her waist. 

“Open your legs” he bid her and she realise that there was a man sitting next to her and already her knees were touching with his. 

She hesitated and he smacked her across her thigh. Closing her eyes she opened her legs wide. 

“Wider” he told her as the waiter brought the glasses of wine to them. She spread her legs wider and the guy glanced at her as she budged his knee to the side. 

“Good girl. If you question any more I will punish you” he said his tone low and guarded. She looked around the desk fighting all of her instinct that told her to walk away right that second but at the same time she couldn’t ignore her screaming libido. She wasn’t fearing what his intentions were, she was anticipating them.

“Yes, Sir” she whispered. 

He grinned at her the moment his hand began caressing circles at her sex. Her knees trembled. She leaned her head back on the wall and clutched her hands onto the leather seat. She stifled a moan as he pressed harder on her clit. She glanced at him and saw him relaxed and conversing with his workers. 

“Take your panties off” he whispered in her ear while his lips kissed and nibbled her earlobe. 

“What?” She whispered and he connected his eyes with hers. 

“That’s five slaps across your ass. Ask me again I will be happy to add five more” he growled and without a question she grabbed on to the red lace paintings and began sliding them down. The waiter served food and they all began eating.  

She slid the panties to her ankles pulled them off her shoes. 

“Give them to me” he said and she exhaled and took the red lace panties that were also a bit damp due to him making her wet. 

He opened his palm and she placed the red panties on it, everyone was watching but they seemed to pretend as though it was nothing. He folded the panties and placed them next to his plate and began forking some salad and chicken. 

“Open your mouth” he bid her and she opened it and he fed her. 

Then he slid his hand down to her pussy and she gasped in some air. Closing her eyes trying not to emit a sensual sound. Kegan’s hands were dexterous. He flicked at her clit while his other hand brought food to her mouth. It was hard and intense and with food in her mouth she got away with a moan but their friends were well aware of what was going on. 

She was wet. Drenching wet and Kegan was well aware of it as he fed her another spoon the moment his fingers dived into her. She let out a moan and commented on the food. Kegan laughed but his fingers were not gentle and he didn’t care that with each entrance the wetness of her pussy echoed along with the music in the private corner. 

She was so close to climaxing and he was driving her insane. Her legs trembled, she couldn’t hold steady, her fingers dug into the leather. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the wall. Now she had forgotten about were she was. All she knew was Kegan was fingering her and she couldn’t hold herself that much longer. 

“Kegan” she whispered his name and he turned to her and brought his lips to hers, 

“What baby?” He whispered 

“I will… fuck…mmm” she couldn’t speak, his fingers were tough and fast across her pussy and she was barely survive it. 

“Tell me baby, what do you want?” He whispered his lips on her neck, his breath warm and arousing, his tongue sweeping across her skin, eliciting so much arousal and fear that she might have a squirting orgasm. 

“I am going to cum” she whispered almost whimpering. He grinned against her skin and pulled his fingers out and rubbed circles on her clit. This time words were gone, she climaxed. Drew her head back and let out a huge moan that everyone on the table heard. 

The orgasm was huge, it washed over her body like an ocean, wave after wave like contractions. She buried her head in Kegan’s arms as she pulsated and spasmed, her thighs sandwiching his arm tight while he slowly caressed her pussy. 
Now all she wanted was some sleep. The orgasm was so powerful that she felt so weak that she wouldn’t walk. 

“Are you okay?” He whispered in her ear and she could sense the smile on his face. 

“Yes, thank you” she whispered back lifting her head up from his chest to seeing the entire table watching her. Humiliation and embarrassment smacked her across the face that all the enjoyment disappeared. 

Their blank expressions were also the most terrifying thing ever. She glance on the side of Kegan where a woman was staring at her with such hate. Knowing that Kegan had told her to keep her head down. She kept it down. 

“There” Kegan handed the red panties to her “put them back on” he told her and she decided to keep her head high and put her panties on without allowing them to see how humiliated she was. 

But she was humiliated and she was packing her shit and leaving Kegan the moment they got home.

Open

Open, like the doors of heaven to a saint 

You are no angel 

Open, like the beautiful rivers 

Flowing the erotic waters

Open for your eyes to marvel your work

~

Open, my legs never close 

 hands on my knees spreading them apart, 

Wide open, the trust that beams like an angels halo

Yearning for a healing touch 

A potent nurturing touch 

Capable of tearing rivers into two 

Capable of driving forces that can’t be moved 

Moving inside me, 

Friction like the tectonic plates before a great tsunami 

Open 

I am an empty jar 

Awaiting your entrance 

So you can fill me up 

With your honey 

Leave me sweet and blessed 

~

Open 

Like the ocean 

 Always available for you to dive in 

Swim in the divine nature 

Were you will drown 

The fate of your survival lies in it 

~

Open 

My trust the subtle string pulled between my legs as they are open 

My love the force that makes it ever so easy 

My desire, the energy thundering inside me 

~

Open

Like a vessel with no soul

Waiting impatiently for you to give me a reason

A soul 

A heart to love 

Open

It’s more than just being open 

It’s the enclosure of more than just an empty open 

Open, 

Are my legs ready to be unable to close ever again. 

~

Open 

To you my love

Dripping wet 

There she was, sitting before him admitting to have slept with another man and more, that she had fallen in love with both of them because they provided different things for her. Jake, he was kind gentle and soft. Whereas Kegan was down right hardcore, chains and whips, firm and dominant. She didn’t want him to be soft and all vanilla. She loved him that way. 

She sat there waiting for him to say something. He sipped the wine from the ritzy crystal glass. His sinful lips thinner with anger. His eyes burning with so much fury, his other hand was placed carefully on the armrest of the single sofa, his long leg crossed over the his knee, his suit and tie still perfect with him looking perfect too. 

“Get up” firmly, he said. Obediently, she complied. 

“Take your clothes off” he said before sipping again from his glass of wine. She did as bid and in a few seconds she was there standing before him butt naked.All  bared and waiting for his next demand. 

He got up and went into his walk in closet came out with a thick red rope. Her bloods ran all over her vain, goosebumps spread all over her skin. Kegan was an unpredictable man. Short tempered and  well respected man in Bullet City. 

“Which part of ‘you are mine’ did you not understand Kayla” sternly he asked lighting up a cigarette while his red hurt and angry eyes stared intimidatingly into hers. 

“Stand at the end of the bed” he said directing her to his majestic postal bed and directing her to stand at the centre of it. 

“In case you heard me a bit vaguely, I meant you are all mine. ALL MINE!” His voice thundered through the room, disrupting the homey and cozy atmosphere in his home. Now it was filled with the alpha male wrath and she was suspicious how it was going to end for her. 

“That means no man lay his hand you, no man have the chance to Fuck you, no fucking man takes what’s mine because I told you for that once you submit to me, you will be mine, fully and I would be fully yours.” He came right closer to her and lifted her chin to level her eyes with his, “so tell me which part of ‘you are mine’, did you not understand” he said each word through his throat and gnashed teeth, fury and anger burning and red flames in his eyes, his handsome face suddenly monstrous. 

She didn’t say anything. She had nothing to say. Nothing. She had apologised but she knew that no matter how sorry she was, she hadn’t been sorry enough yet. Kegan didn’t look like he was about to let her walk on two. 

She would be on all four crawling out of his paradise. 

He took the red rope and pulled her hand up to the left post of the bed and tied it tightly there then did the same to the other hand making her stretch out. He grabbed her foot and pull it slightly that she almost lost her balance but held it quick. He tied the rope around her ankle and then tied it around the end of the post. He did the same on the other side. 

She was tied up, open and bare to him. He lit another cigarette and poured another glass of wine, sat on the one seat sofa that was facing the end of bed. Facing her. 

In silence he stared at her while he inhaled and exhaled some smoke from his cigarette. She was squirming and as scary as his eyes were and the anger that pulsated within the room, she was turned on. She was at a state where she was fully submitting herself to be something that he will take his anger out on. 

“I want you to think of what I am going to do to you. Think deep because I am angry Kayla, very furious and trust me I am holding onto dear life, I want to get up from this chair and go beat Jake into oblivion but he is not the only one to blame here. You are to blame too, so I want you to imagine. Imagine what I will do to you” 

She shut her eyes. She had to imagine what Kegan would do to her. The first thing she imagined was his touch, caressing on her skin, squeezing her tits tight and plucking the sensitive and needy nipple. She had to imagine him doing bad things to her but she couldn’t. Kegan fucked her too good to imagine him causing any harm to her. 

She could only imagine his hard big hand slap her ass leaving a fire burning before he collided his hand with her ass again. She wanted him to spank her like she was made of stone, suffer the consequences of her betray. She wanted him to spread her even tighter that her legs would feel like they are about to detach from her body then she wanted him to finger fuck her. Not romantically? No. she wanted him to insert his entire fist inside, fell the potent hand remind her where she belongs. 

As she imagined her pussy began to quiver while her eyes were watching him sip his wine, and smoking his cig. 

Her pussy wanted him to ravish it with his fist, stretch her tight little hole with it, and hasten his entrances, totally have no mercy on her. She wanted him to savagely rub his clitoris till it begged for forgiveness, she wanted him to slap her little kitten until she was red, and then she wanted him to fist her again. Let her cry, feel the pain, feel the pain she had caused him. 

Then she began to feel her pussy become wet, utterly needing his attention because imagining him doing so was already fucking with her brains. And her pussy wasn’t squirming and begging for some kind and gentle Fucking, it wanted to be overtaxed, that by the moment he walked out of his bedroom she would know “Master Kegan was damn angry” and that she belonged to him. 

While her eyes watched him, she imagined him slap her ass. Branding his five fingers on it, etching it deep that it touched at her heart. She wanted him to Fuck her at every way that he could, choke her and make beg to breath, she wanted him to bury that hard thick and lengthy cock inside her. Drive balls deep into her. She wanted him right in her ass, where she would feel more pain as he stretches her, where she will cry even more and where she knows she will satisfy him. She wanted him to then ram into her until she held onto dear-life, she wanted him to drill into her like he was a driller and she was wall. She wanted him smack her as ass so hard and constantly remind her where she Fucking belonged. 

Her pussy was now dropping hot, her body beginning to pulsate with an orgasm from her imagination. She wanted him. She wanted him so badly and not in a good way, no. She wanted him in the worst way, clipping her nipples with clippers, spanking her and using toys larger than life to stretch her small little cunt. She wanted him to savagely Fuck her. Fuck Jake’s image into oblivion. She  wanted him to take her, by her pussy, ravish her mouth until her glands couldn’t move and her jaw feeling disconnected. Take her ass, claim what belonged to him.

She wanted him in her already overtaxed pussy, driving his rigid cock almost so deep it could touch her heart. She wanted him to punish her. Punish her like a dog. Punish her until she asked for forgiveness. She wanted to be unable to move, unable to go back to Jake’s gentle and upholding demeanour. She wanted Kegan to show her that she belonged to him. 

But with all the images in her mind she stifled a little moan as her wet pussy dripped to the floor. Kegan put his glass aside and his cigarette and came close to her. 

“You are clearly imagining the wrong things, Little kitten” he said taking his finger to her dripping pussy and beginning to rub her clit but withdrew before she could fully cum, with his eyes leering onto hers; he brought his fingers to the rim of his mouth and lasciviously inserted them slowly into his mouth, closing his mouth around his fingers making her shit her eyes as she imagined his string big fingers diving into her pussy the way they did into his mouth. She was so close to her orgasm when she felt heat in her cheek after Kegan tapped her to open her eyes. She gazed into her wanton eyes and sucked onto his fingers, licking them, licking all her juices.  

“No matter how hurt I am, I still can’t get enough of you. And trust me I am not letting you go. You are mine.” He said as he shoved his fingers into her oussy ince more coaxing more juices, cum flowing and dribbling onto the floor and down his arm as he brought his fingers to her mouth. 

“Suck” he told her and she sucked kn them. In her mind she was sucking in his manhood. She knew he was erect then and with the way he shut his eyes in enjoyment, she knew he wanted her mouth on that cock. 

“You have disobeyed me Kayla.” His voice was throaty and undertone, his dark angry eyes peering deep into hers, sipping into her soul. Already doing the punishment. “All I have done is treat you with care and love even if you are my submissive. You have deceived my kindness, baby. I will punish you, and after that I will remind you that you are fucking mine” he animalistically growled his last words of promise. “Am I making myself clear?” 

“Yes Kegan” she said. “Good. I can’t touch you tonight. I need to breath and calm down first or else I will hurt you beyond measure and that’s not an act of discipline. So I will let you sleep there and I will deal with you whenever I feel like dealing with you” he said and left the room. 

Leaving her hanging there. Leaving her craving and wanting him so so bad. She wanted him to be angry when he punished her. She wanted to feel all of the wrath bloated inside his heartless being. She wanted him to leave her frail. But she had disappointed him once and she wasn’t doing it again. 

A lucky man’s treasure

He had never taken her from her ass but he had warned or rather promised that he would. “Face down, ass up” he told he and she abided, hastily getting into the position, her brown chocolate skin shining and reflecting the sun. They were on their private trip at his beach house, spending some lovely time together. 

He grabbed the thick and creamy liquid and squeezed it just between her butt cheeks, it was cold and gelatinous,    eliciting a hot and burning desire and want from her as the gel slid down the crevice of her ass to her pussy, landing onto the pillow on the deck. 

He then massaged her ass at the entrance with his dexterous and magical fingers. She took in some breath and tensed up when he slowly slid his finger into her little and tight hole. “Relax baby” his voice was patient and silk as he told her  while he massaged her ass cheeks. Squeezing and rubbing.

She breathed out and relaxed which eased the pain as he fully fitted his thick forefinger in there. He pulled it out and massaged around the tight tissue almost relaxing it. He then eased two of his fingers in, she hummed a little as what she felt was rather confusing. Pain burned and seared in her ass, it felt as though she was being stretched by something possessively huge. If she wasn’t brave she would have been drenched in tears. But that was the other thing, him Fucking her ass with his fingers wasn’t about bravery. It was the pleasure she felt. The pleasure that coiled at the pit of her stomach, threatening to attack her mercilessly. She could feel moist and warmth gather at her groin, growing intensely; making her crave and want more. 

Then more cold liquid poured between her ass cheeks and this time he glided his hands from the nub of her pussy, teasing between the folds of her pussy, coming up to her ass. Then he used the liquid to lubricate and alleviate the burning sensation of his two fingers as they dipped into her ass once again. This time, despite the pleasurable pain it came with, she wanted him to stretch her wider because she knew he was thick and lengthy. So if his fingers felt this good what more his dick? 

“I can feel your body communicate with me” he grinned “I love how my touch exhilarates you, how only I can make desire flourish inside you and how much you become so drenching wet when I touch you” his voice was filled with such merriment and gratification. She loved pleasing him because unlike many other masters, he loved her, valued her and cherished her it emboldened her to give herself up to pleasing him because it pleased her too.

“Do you want to feel my cock buried inside your ass, baby?” His voice was Silk with lust and affection, laced with such heavy dominance, reminding her where she belonged and where he belonged. In which he belonged inside her, he had to bury himself as deep as he possibly could. He possessed her in every way he wanted and that she loved. 

She belonged to him. 

“Yes, I Have” she responded, arousal taking the weight of  her voice making her sound desperate. 

“You please me in many ways baby. I promise to take good care of you” he told her as he stopped massaging her tight hole. It squirmed and quivered seeking his attention and his cock. She was certain it was what she wanted then. 

He grabbed her red lacy thong and bonded her wrists with it and laid her hands on her back. He then spread her legs wider, the beautiful and cool ocean breeze brushing delicately past her opening. Arousing her even more. But it was soon forgotten as fire, pain and pleasure seared at her tight little hole as the bulbous tip of his cock eased into her. 

She let out a small little cry, it was filled with both pain and pleasure but she was certain pleasure overwhelmed the wrath of pain. 

As he slithered deeper into her and her ass burned, being stretched to fit his thick girth, while he was also fully buried inside her. She loved it. Bound and helpless while he took her from her ass, she fucking loved it. 

He withdrew slightly leaving just a tip inside then sheathed himself in once more. Every time he possessed her it was like a whole new fire burning with the most exquisite agony then replaced with heavy ripples of pleasure that conjured a somewhat furious orgasm. 

He dug his fingers into her ass and spread them open. Stretching her more. She was growing accustomed of him inside her ass and he was aware of this. Then he began moving, his movement gentle and driven by their ardour. She began pushing her ass to him, his milky skinned hips slamming against her chocolate skinned ass. Fervently he began moving, in and out, passionately and keen, driven and possessively. 

His hand gripped on to her waist to assist his entrances. Despite the pain that was with her body registered with each entrance, what followed was immensely huge, pleasure coiled in her groin, tempting every nerve in her body to let go. She just needed a little more something. 

Then he slammed into her and held himself inside there, wrapped up inside her warmth, his home. Right where he belonged. That thought pulsed in his blood, pumping up a huge fire inside him. A burning desire it was and he knew with a few more entrance, he was going to climax but he wanted to climax with her. Together as one. 

“I want you to touch yourself” he said as he untied her wrist “fuck your pussy while I fuck your ass” he told her and she complied, driving her hands to her wet pussy and massaging eagerly. 

Pleased with how she complied quickly, he began moving, fast this time. His eyes glinted with feral desires, emitting pleasured sounds,  his body moving in unison with her fingers diving into her pussy. 

He smacked her ass and she crooned, opening up for him more, giving him easy access into her ass. Then her body began tightening, every muscle in her body tightened, a myriad of pleasure threatened at her groin bidding her to ferociously rub her clit while he slammed into her hungrily. 

The sight of the beautiful blue ocean with white sand and the blue skies began to fade away as a tremulous tsunami of pleasure attacked her body, stormy and furious. Stripping every little energy she had astray from her muscles. 

He erupted too. Spasmodically. Trembling with unfettered pleasure, knocking the beach out of sight, increasing the speed of his heart. His hard member emitted his hot seed into her. Filled her up while she also pulsated. 

Their orgasm was like no other. It left her knackered, strengthless and content. It was something she endured everyone within their odyssey of ceding and receiving power. 

“I love you baby” he breathed out once he had calmed his heart as they laid on the deck facing the beach, all naked and dated while the fresh breeze of the salted water massaged their bodies and gave them a bit of a shiver that excited them nonetheless. He looked into her eyes like she was a benediction. A young girl that had gave herself to him and ceded all her power and gave herself to him. 

Wasn’t he a lucky man?

Claim me

In a roomful of men watching with envious stares. Shall you take me and claim me to be yours and yours only. 

Bury your cock balls deep into my mouth. “Don’t look at anyone else, you are mine now” you tell me while still buried in my mouth. 

You ram your manhood inside my mouth, take control and ravish me senseless. Let me lick you and such you dry. Show you that I ought to be yours and take you at any wave. 

You thread your fingers in my hair, tighten around your fist. Then you move my head, drive your cock into my mouth while you make me meet it half way. 

Drive me like I am your Mustang. Feel my tongue run along your shaft, your hardness, hard and turgid. 

“I am close” you tell me. Then you slam into me until my face hits on your groin. Make my mouth your little boneless you. 

Then I begin to taste the salty, masculine taste of your essence. Spill your seed in my mouth. “Swallow it all. Drink from me baby” you tell me in your husky and sexy voice. 

I abide. Drink you up, all over you. Let you glide down my throat. Let me get high on you. 

The you withdraw and let me lick you dry. 

“Good girl” the merriment and gratification from your voice pleases me deeply, daddy. 

Corrupt me

Give me what I was afraid to ask for 

Something that will leave me sated 

And knowing I was in your arms 

Give me a drug I will be high on for as long as I live 

An experience I am anticipating

Give me a whole new universe of passion 

Bad and rough sex

Make me reach the last limit of my limits 

Beg for air

Give me a little death.

Corrupt me 

Take my innocence with you 

Teach me 

Discipline me 

Put me on a straight line

Give me what I am afraid to ask for 

Because it will make me sound dirty 

Sluty 

A whore 

Remind me I love doing this 

Give me a bigger reason why I love it 

Sate my curious mind with all of you and your mystic mind

Give me a rough and sexy ride 

That with each move, I will know which spaceship we used 

That when I close my eyes, let a test of pleasure fall 

Washed astray is my fear of heights 

Because you took me to the highest I have ever been

I am see the stars you took me to. 

Continue to drill me, 

Drill a huge hole inside my innocent head and fill me up with your essence 

Your seed 

Grow a whole new me that you like. 

Give me what I am in need of 

But afraid to ask for