The old ex, the new slave. Chapter 1 This story is a re-write of my first attempt to write any kind of fiction. I look forward to any feedback in the comments. Also, this first chapter is mostly about setting up the story, so includes a bit of background and takes a bit of time to reach the good stuff.
Please bear with it, and the next few stories will be more focused. Keep in mind this is a fantasy. NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH REALITY. Please suspend your disbelief. -------- JACK: Tamara was standing there, outside Jack's door. What was she doing here? It had been close to a year since they last saw each other, over a year and a half since it had ended. She had left him, rather, thrown him out, because she wasn't in love with him anymore.
No conversation, no effort to work it out, just a simple "it's over, there is nothing you can do about it." Jack had loved her more than life itself, and the breakup was devastating.
He spent a week off work, drinking and thinking about everything that they had been through together. His friends all told him he needed to get over her, but he held out hope they would get back together.
He thought about what he could do. He was definitely not in shape, and thought he should start there. He started going to the gym, even hired a trainer. At the same time, he realized he would need to show he could earn a good living and took some classes and improved his IT skills.
When he met her a couple of months after the breakup, he told her he wanted to give it another shot, but she told him she was seeing someone else, and wasn't interested in him at all other than as a friend. That's when Jack decided he was going to move, go back to the big city, a couple of hours away. He spent another couple of months doing the groundwork.
He had lined up a couple of good contracts, and was going to start his own IT consulting business. He had also found a nice apartment, and had arranged to have all his belongings moved.
He decided he wanted to close the chapter of his life that included Tamara, hoping it would help him get over the love he still felt for her. He thought one last meeting, to tell her he was leaving, would be just right, so he invited her charlee chase big tit happy ending massage coffee.
When he told her he was moving, she told him she was planning a move as well. In with the new guy she was seeing. Barely 6 months after they ended their long term relationship, over three years, and she was moving in with someone else. He wasn't even over her yet, and she had completely left him behind. That turned his love into anger. He left the coffee shop, and didn't look back. But love turned to anger is a powerful thing.
He contained his rage during the day, the frustration pushing him to work harder, but in the evenings, he would take out all his rage at the gym.
After about a year, his business was flourishing, and he had carved his body into a mass of muscles. He hadn't talked to her since that day. He assumed her life was good, and Jack was starting to move on. Finally, he was ready to go out and meet new people. And yet, here she was now, throwing him in turmoil again. The anger was still there, focused almost entirely on her. And she was on the other side of his front door. When he looked out through the peephole, he saw her red hair in soft curls, falling onto her shoulders.
She was dressed in a dark red jacket and had knee high burgundy boots on. She had her head down, but he knew it was her. He really couldn't ever forget. He thought about not opening the door, but he knew that if she was here after all this time, slim asian hottie rides a massive dong would never be able to forgive himself for not knowing why.
So he turned the handle and opened the door. She looked up, and as he looked into her hazel eyes, he noticed they didn't have that same sparkle he remembered. Her face was still just as beautiful, her curls framing her features.
She had lost some weight, and her curves were more pronounced, and judging by the cling of her jacket, her body was better than before. The coat was short, but he couldn't see the hem of her dress below it, just the dark stockings and tall leather boots with stiletto heels.
When his eyes were done scanning her, he looked back and noticed a look of surprise on her face. Probably because she was expecting someone else, the old him. She broke the long silence: "Jack?" She said, in almost a whisper.
"My mother and sister died" a bit louder. All his rage dissipated with that. What could he say? "I am sorry to hear that." That was one way to start a conversation, he thought.
"Can I come in?" "Yes." he replied. She walked in, and he closed the door behind her. Jack waved her to the sofa. "Would you like some coffee or tea?" He asked. "A scotch?" He should have expected that. He poured a couple of glasses and took out a bucket and tossed in some ice. He brought it all out and placed it on the table, handed her a glass, took his and sat down across from her.
She took a sip from her drink, and started talking: "My mother and sister were driving home late, after a dinner with my sister's hot sexy arabic desert rose aka prostitute. A truck driver who was on his 20th consecutive hour fell asleep at the wheel and slid into their lane.
The doctors told me they both died on impact." "I am really sorry to hear that." What else can one say? "It happened so suddenly." she continued.
"The day after the funeral, a lawyer approached me. He told me this trucking company had a reputation for letting the drivers ignore the rules so they can work more hours and make more money.
He had lost his daughter a year before, but there wasn't enough evidence to take the company down. This time he had what he needed, and would like to pursue them.
If I would let him represent me and my mother and sister, he could promise a win and an end to this company that had cost us so dearly.
"I accepted, and while he started the court proceedings, I started to settle all their affairs, my mom and sister that is.
I sold off all their furniture, all their possessions. I tried to go back to work, but I couldn't focus. They put me on leave, and I just stayed in for over a month, wallowing in my sorrow. The lawyer was still working on the case, and got us a court date a few months out.
Billy then left me, because I was miserable all the time, and he couldn't deal with it. That jerk even threw me out of the apartment. I had to find a place to stay and deal with the pain at the same time.
That's when I started to miss you. I remembered that you would never have done that to me. And something else happened, I started to realise something about me.
It's actually the reason I am here, and I will get to that. "The lawyer helped me move into a place. He was really nice. I think he saw his daughter in me or something, but he got me a nice apartment to stay in and arranged all the insurance paperwork for me. Turns out my sister's firm had a very generous insurance policy in the event of accidental death, and I received a very large check.
My mother had a good policy as well, but she also had a lot of debts to pay, so there was very little left. I knew I wouldn't have to work for a little while, so I started to focus on rebuilding. I started by going to the gym and working out everyday to thick jock enters bawdy cleft and anal distract myself. I started to meet friends again and got out of the apartment. I was starting to mom san porn six vedustore better.
But that moment of enlightenment I mentioned was still ever present in my psyche. "When the court proceedings started, a few weeks ago, I had already made up my mind. As the lawyer made his case, the opposition started to flounder. On the last day, before the jury would deliberate, I had settled all my affairs.
I knew what I would do after the court case was over. "The verdict was in our favour. My lawyer won the case, and won us a settlement of 15 million dollars. I couldn't believe it. I gave him half, and kept half. He tried to refuse it, but I insisted. He finally took just 5 million for himself. I knew I would never have to work again, and my plan was going to work perfectly. I took a week to deal with the rest of my plan and get everything in place. Then I got on the bus to meet you." She finally stopped talking, and took another sip of her drink.
Jack didn't want to stop her flow, so he just sat there, and waited. "I am here now because you are going to decide the rest." She handed him an envelope. He opened it and pulled out a cashier's check for just over 10 million dollars, in his name. Jack was wondering what she was talking about. "That is all the money from the insurance, the lawsuit and everything I had.
It is yours regardless of the decision you make. When Billy threw me out, and I started staying home, I realized something. I missed you so much. With everything I was going through, all the problems that came with it and in the moments of despair, I kept asking myself: Why did I let Jack go? He would have been here for me, he would have made this easier. It had become obvious to me I was still in love with you. But more than that, I thought back to the way you took care of so many things when we were together, I didn't have to think about anything, or plan anything, or worry about anything." "More than once I picked up the phone to call you, to ask tell you how I felt, but I knew I hurt you so much, that it would be petty.
So I made sure that you knew exactly how serious I was. That check is everything, all I had. I don't have a shred to my name." She paused.
She looked at Jack, trying to see his reaction, but he kept a mask on, companions daughter catches mom fucking her girlpartner first time training my little to hide his state of confusion.
"So I am here to offer myself to you. I want you to take me back, to be my protector, " and then she lowered her voice, "to make my decisions for me, to.to be.
b-b-be m-m-my. master." She almost whispered the last part. Jack was stunned, he just sat there, mouth agape. "I wore this this morning. They are the last pieces of clothing I own.
I gave the key to the landlord and left the few things I had in that apartment. I wanted you to know I was serious." Then she stood up, delicately undid the belt on the jacket, and slowly parted the folds and let the jacket slip off her shoulders and down her arms, puddling on the floor at her feet. The reveal was a sight to behold. She was wearing the knee high dark burgundy leather boots with 4 inch steel stiletto heels, topped with black stockings. They were held up by straps that linked to a red leather corset, trimmed with black lace.
The corset was designed to prop up her perfect 32D cup breasts, but kept them bare, her dark pink nipples visibly standing at attention. She didn't even have panties on, displaying her bare pussy, with a small red landing strip just above it.
She was on display, completely dressed to provide pleasure. Just the way he had once described to her when they were discussing fantasies. "I took the bus to get into town dressed like this, the cab ride from the station to here dressed like this." She knew that was also part of the fantasy.
He liked the idea of displaying her, and she was really into exhibition and humiliation. Often they would find public places, that were just secluded enough, to engage in a bit of fun.
Mostly quick fucks while they were clothed, but once in a while, he had her take off her top or bottoms. For Jack, this proposition was exactly out of his fantasies and dreams. He couldn't count how many times he woke up with a stiff cock remembering the dream he had about taking her as a slave. In the early days of his anger, he would put her through a physical and psychological ringer, make her regret leaving him, and then just cast her away when she finally broke.
He even fantasized about kidnapping her, taking her to an isolated cabin somewhere and subjecting her to his every whim. Being fully responsible for her every action, making her do everything and anything he wanted. But all this was just in his imagination, never truly possible, the ravings of a man scorned and angry. But here she was. He thought about it for a moment. There was no way this was for real, she was just distraught. She didn't know what she wanted.
She is trying to find something to distract her from her loss. Jack downed his glass of scotch. "Ummm, look, this is a lot to take in. Why don't you sleep here tonight? We can discuss this tomorrow. I don't think you are thinking straight, and you probably just need to rest." "You don't understand," she replied "I mom and teen getting facial in threesome thought this through. I am standing here in front of you with everything I sex desi porn sex sex stories in hind com. I don't have anything else, and no where else.
If you don't want me, I will leave. The check is in your name, it is yours. I will just head out and you will never see me again." Jack thought about it. She knew about his fantasies, they used to share them often when they were together. They used to role play as master and slave regularly, but never outside the confines of their bedroom or a hotel room once in a while.
If he did accept, he felt he could handle the responsibilities. He also had the cashier's check in his hands. That was a ridiculous sum of money. She was clearly not thinking straight. But someone needed to help her right now, otherwise who knows what would happen if he sent her out.
And the way she looked right then, he knew there was only one option. He made the decision. He would go along with this for now, and as she started to get over all the sudden changes in her life, he would bring her back to normal.
But he knew he would take advantage of this situation first. She was coming to him. She would take all the anger he had towards her now, and would go back to, maybe, loving her later. Jack stood up and lifter her head to look her in the eyes.
He put on his sternest face and started: "Alright, I will take you in. But there will be some rules. The majority of it I will explain to you tomorrow, but for tonight here are the basics: "This is not just role play.
This is full time, all the time. You will not be able to refuse me in anything." She nodded her head eagerly. "I am not done. You will be trained to be my slave. You will do anything I say. That means you are not only going to satisfy my base desires, you will also cook, clean, run errands, and anything else I might ask. "Your body is mine. I might modify you to suit my needs. I want you to know this, because there will be no safe word.
If you refuse something, you will be punished until you accept what I want. "That brings me to punishment. Disobedience will be punished harshly. Hesitation will be punished harshly. And refusal or disagreement will be punished harshly. There is no safe word, this is not role play.
You will be hit, whipped, tortured at my will, till I am satisfied you are going to be agreeable when I am done." "Do you understand, slave?" "Yes!" she let out with a burst of excitement. She threw herself at him and wrapped her arms around him.
"Thank you, thank you!" she repeated over and over. He stood still, not reacting yet. When she let him go and stepped back he continued: "There are a number of things I need to train you on. First, you are no longer Tamara. For the time being, you are slave, or cunt, or bitch. I will call you whatever I please, but you do not have a name. "Second, my slave is to be well behaved. You will do as you are told, when you are told, exactly as you are told.
"Third, you will always address me with full sentences, and they will end with Master. Is that understood?" Jack looked at her with his "Master" face. She was listening intently, and was very quick to answer him when he asked her. "Yes." Jack pinched one of her exposed nipples, not too hard, but enough to be felt. A look of surprise and a bit of pain came over her.
And you could almost see the gears turning as she corrected herself. "Yes, master?" she said, a hint of question in her tone, as if asking if that was OK. He responded by twisting harder, enough to draw a deep intake of breath from the red head. "I understand, master." she quickly said, through the pain, using a short sentence.
He released her nipple after giving it an extra tug. "A bit slow, but I can work with that." Jack replied. Jack took her chin in his hand and turned her face left and right, eyeing her like a nice piece of furniture. "So what do I do with my slave first?" He was thinking out loud, and checking if she understood her first lesson. "Whatever you want, master." She replied, timidly. "Very good, slave." Jack let go of her chin.
"I think I should inspect what I have just received, don't you? Let's start by having you turn around, slowly." She started a slow rotation, as he stepped back to admire her physique. Her waist was narrower than he remembered, but that might have been because of the corset.
Her tits were proudly jutting out, seemingly bigger than before, but most likely because of the contrast from her narrow waist. When she was completely facing away from him, he told her to stop and lean forward slightly and arch her back, presenting her ass to him. He saw that her cheeks were tighter and rounder than before, and he reached out and grabbed her with both hands. He squeezed it roughly, a few times, admiring how much firmer it was than he remembered.
He was impressed by the change. Her ass had been nice before, but now it was amazing. Rounder and firmer. He remembered how much she used to squirm when he would fondle it, but she seemed to show very little discomfort now. He let go of her firm butt and made her continue to turn around. Once she was facing him, he looked at her from head to toe and then back up.
He made sure to pause at her pussy and then at her tits. Eyeing her like this made him feel so powerful. He could feel himself getting hard, and knew that soon he could relieve himself however he pleased, using all before him to bring him to climax. "Squat." he commanded. She dropped, resting her ass on her heels. "Spread your knees. I want my cunt on display." She spread her knees, showing her pussy. There was a shine to it. It was wet. It was pov brunette teen wearing mask with hairy bush pussy open, and it was clearly covered in her arousal.
Her thighs were glistening, her lips were glistening, and she saw him obviously looking at it. She blushed, down from her cheeks to just above her tits, her skin had turned crimson. A good look on her pale skin. "Spread your lips, I want to see inside my cunt." He knew she always struggled with any overt displays of this nature.
The blush deepened, and it went almost down to her nipples. Those same nipples were hard, like little pencil erasers on the tip of these perfect round pink aureoles about the size of half-dollars. She reached down and spread her lips, using the index and middle fingers of her left hand to show her clit and the hole of her velvet sheath to him. He reached down and tweaked a nipple, enjoying her embarrassment and wanting to push it a bit further.
"My my, this cunt is wet. What was it that got you so hot and bothered? Was it my accepting you as my slave? Or perhaps it's the way you are being assessed, like an object?" He remembered how sensitive her nipples were.
He also remembered how much she loved to have them twisted and pinched, pulled and just generally hurt. She would always ask him to go further, but he was always afraid, that he would go too far, and then she would want to stop everything, the moment being lost. But now he didn't need to worry about the moment, he could have her even if she wasn't in the mood anymore.
He smiled. He pinched a nipple between index and thumb, and twisted the nub, hard. She almost fell over, but caught herself by putting her hands behind her. He reached down and grabbed the other nipple, and twisted it as well. Now she was obviously in pain, her hands preventing her from falling over behind her, and her tits up in the air. He started to pull up on them, lifting her by her nipples. Her head and shoulders were now below the outstretched mounds of her tits.
She tried to push herself up, but the heels and the angle she was in didn't allow her to get her weight below her. The pain was clearly excruciating, and tears started welling in her eyes. She started to pant, every few breathes punctuated with a yelp. He was unrelenting. He knew she wouldn't be able to lift herself up, not at this angle.
He held her like that for at least a full minute. She was sweating and panting. And his cock was rock hard seeing her like this. He let go suddenly, and she didn't have time to adjust, so she just fell back, landing on her back with her knees up and heels sliding out.
She let out a short breath and a scream as she hit the ground. He bent down and grabbed her hair, pulling her first into a seated position, then letting her get on her knees. While still holding her hair with his left hand, he slapped her face, lightly, with his right. "Stand up" he ordered. SLAVE: She slowly rose to her feet, dragged up by her hair firmly in his grip.
She was unsure of what was coming, but she knew one thing: she had never been this wet in her life. It was dripping out of her. He was making her feel like she had never felt before.
The pain was euphoric. She could barely stand it, and at it's most severe, it turned to white hot pleasure. She knew she craved some pain, but had never been pushed this far. And the whole situation was heightened by the way he was treating her like some prized pet, looking at her through appraising eyes and touching her like he would be testing the ripeness of fruit.
Even the stretching of her scalp as he pulled her up by her hair was sending shocks down her spine and into her pussy. He released her head and ordered: "Squat again, and spread yourself again." She got down, ass on her heels, knees spread, and fingers spreading herself.
The wetness had spread to the tops of her stockings, and there was a small puddle under her, where a few drops of her juices had fallen out of her cunt. She was feeling so desperate, she even squeezed her index and middle fingers together to pinch her clit, sending a shudder up through her body.
Her eyes lost focus for an instant. Then she heard him say, with slight menace in his voice: "Let go of your pussy. I saw what you just did. I do not recall telling you to touch yourself? Hands clasped behind your back and head down. Spread your knees as far apart as you can. "This is your presentation position. If ever I ask you to present yourself, this is how you will position yourself." "Yes master, I understand." "Good.
I'm starting to think I gorgeous blonde pink dildo awesome cheerleader rubs e hd a good choice with you, cunt." Just to prove this, he pet her head and smoothed her hair back. She practically purred. She wasn't sure how she would handle herself going forward. She knew she had given herself no real option other than this, and so far she was enjoying it. She was now aware she was going to be thoroughly used by him, but she also knew he would take care of her.
She was starting to feel very good about her choice. "Now, I remember your mouth was most skilled at something other than talking. Xxx xxx big booty poran better get to work." Her Master's cock was tenting his jeans. She remembered how big he was, and how much she used to love having him hot and hard in her mouth. She was salivating at the thought. She reached up and undid his jeans, dropping them and his boxers to his knees in one movement.
His steely hard cock popped free as the clothing cleared and, and she gasped at the sight. He was completely hairless, something he never did when they were a couple. His 8" cock looked absolutely delicious. It was not only long, but quite thick, and circumcised.
Billy's cock was smaller, and that didn't bother her as much as having to put his uncut dick in her mouth. She hated the taste below the skin. She did miss this magnificent specimen, though. She licked her lips, without even noticing it herself. "Don't just stare at it, get to work, slave." She opened her mouth and slipped his spongy head into it and sealed her lips on his shaft.
She then licked around the crown and made spirals, drawing the tip of her tongue slowly to the slit in the tip of his dick. She flicked her tongue quickly along his pee slit, up and down a half dozen times.
He shivered from that, his cock flexing strongly. She swirled her tongue back towards the crown of his glans, and slowly slid more of his mom and son dad sleeping into her mouth. She wet the shaft with her mouth while taking more and more of it in, until it hit the back of her throat.
About 3 inches were still sticking out, but she couldn't take it much further. As soon as her gag reflex kicked in, she had to pull back an inch.
She was disappointed in herself at that, for the first time. Hottie chick jenna j foxx large massive dick inside her pussy tried again, again her gag reflex forced her to back off. She vowed she would get further tonight, and soon would have him all the way down. She pushed, and got what looked like another inch in, but she choked on it, hard, and almost fell backwards with the force of her recoil. She looked up at him, tears falling down her cheeks from the effort.
He put his hand on the back of her head, slowly, tenderly almost, alexis adams loves to ride his boner brought her mouth back to his now glistening rod. JACK: She was driving him wild. Never before had she tried to go past her limit. He decided he would try and go slow with her tonight, and train her to go further as of tomorrow. When he had her to her maximum again, he bunched his hand into a fist, grabbing a clump of her hair, and pulled her back slowly.
He simply enjoyed putting her through a nice leisurely pace, slowly using her wet, hot mouth to keep him hard and excited, not allowing the feeling to grow or abate. Her blowjobs were always very good, but he loved the idea of her squatting on her heels, legs open, pussy literally dripping, and her hands behind her back.
As he thought about the power he had, that he could make her do anything he wanted, his cock jerked, blocked in it's movement by embrace of her mouth.
He pulled her hairless cum hole rammed really hard hardcore and russian, and let go of her hair. "Stand up.
Lean forward, you can rest your head on the top of the sofa back, but keep your legs straight and spread. Keep your hands behind your back." SLAVE: She struggled to get into position. All her weight was being held by her head and neck. He kept her there and she heard his footsteps leave the room. She couldn't see anything, staring straight down into the sofa, but she could hear him.
She then heard his footsteps returning, and it sounded like he was standing to her right. She then felt her hair pulled into a pony tail, and felt rope graze her skin as it was tied into her hair. Her Master then pulled back, until she was clear of the saucy ebony bbw pleasures her juicy snatch masturbation and brunette, all the weight of her upper body held up by the rope in her hair.
He then folded her arms, left wrist on right elbow and vice versa. He wrapped the other end of the rope around her arms, locking them into place. He made sure there was no slack in the rope.
Now her head was at a right angle to her back, hair in a ponytail that was pulled along the length of the rope, tied taught to her forearms, that were wrapped together by the rope. She felt slight pain in her neck, shoulders and her back. Thankfully the hours she spent doing yoga every other day had her flexible enough to bend this far, but it wasn't easy at all.
She wouldn't be able to stand unless he was holding her up, as he was now with the rope between the knot in her hair and her bound arms. Her thighs were straining to hold her legs straight, her heels making it difficult to balance without collapsing on her knees.
She felt some tugging on the rope between her head and arms, and then she suddenly started leaning forward, slowly, the strain on her neck and back increasing as her whole weight was shifted into them. Then she stopped, her legs tilted forward, her nose mere inches from the edge of the sofa back. Then, the pressure increased even more, but this time she felt herself being pulled back. She stopped moving again, back to her original position, steadied by her Master's hand holding her at the waist.
She couldn't move, unless he moved her, and the thought of it turned her pain into tingles of pleasure and added moistness in her pussy. He spread her legs wide, using his leg to push them apart. She sighed loudly when his mushroom head spread her lips, and moaned as she slowly felt him slid inside her, slow and unrelenting, and she yelp when he pushed the last couple of inches in quickly, bottoming out suddenly.
She hadn't had a cock this big since they broke up, and she was not used to the thickness. But the feeling of fullness, that so suddenly took hold, had her on the edge. She just needed a few quick strokes and she would explode. But he held for a few seconds, and she couldn't move her hips, his hand at her waist holding her there while the rope was holding her precariously in position.
JACK: He could feel his slave's hot channel pulsing around him. She felt tighter than before. Definitely wetter than he had ever had her. He had a dilemma on his hands.
On the one hand, he wanted to hold her off from an orgasm as long as possible, maybe not even let her cum for a few days. On the other, he had never made her climax before, and wanted to see it. Although he was well endowed, he rarely had the stamina in the past to take her all the way. And never before had foreplay brought her this close, where he felt only a few strokes might put her over the top. He was considering his choices when she started to squirm, she was trying to lean back and pull forward, but she didn't have much flexibility in her situation.
Jack realized he had a predicament that could yield a win for him either way. "Slave, it appears you are eager. I also think you are very close to cumming. But I haven't had my fun yet, so you are not allowed to cum until I give you permission.
Understood?" She cried out, a sound filled with despair. She was still trying to push and twist, to increase the sensations in the walls of her vagina, but she calmed down and hot milf porn ebony dialogue a few deep breaths.
"Yes I understand, master. But please master, let me cum, please?" she pleaded. Jack didn't answer, but pulled out slowly, leaving only half the head of his cock in her wet embrace. He then slammed back forward, holding for a couple of seconds before slowly pulling back out again.
He would pull out, and slam in, then pause, repeating this another 4 times before it started. Her pussy suddenly got very wet, the nectar flowing out around his dick.
She wasn't squirting, but her juices were pouring out like a pipe leaking around a seal. He started to speed up the strokes, no longer pulling all the way out and not slamming back in, just pistonning as her orgasm built up.
He could feel the rapid squeeze and release of the walls of her cunt. He just kept fucking her through it, until her legs started to shake. She had been moaning since her cunt flooded, but now she was quieter, her mouth looking like she was screaming, but no scream was coming out, just a low rumble.
He sped up and started to really lay into her, rapid short strokes. She finally came, and then she let out a load shaking moan. Her whole body started to tremble, and suddenly her knees gave out. She collapsed to her knees, her chest landing against the couch. His wet cock slipped out and now stuck straight out in the cool air, balls and thighs covered in her cunt's expulsion.
He got down to his knees, and slipped back into her cunt. Her climax had practically made her unconscious. She was like putty, just breathing heavily, head still pulled back.
He could feel the tremors in her body and pussy, and he was just slowly fucking her, without urgency, more to keep his dick warm than anything else. He gave her a few moments to calm down, then undid the rope holding her head and arms together. SLAVE: Her mind and body felt like they had exploded. She couldn't think about anything, her whole being converted to electric current. Her skin was hot, as if aflame, and shocks wracked her body.
Her muscles convulsed and then just gave out, her legs felt like rubber and she collapsed down. She couldn't remember how to talk, or even who she was. Her vision first went bright white and then red and finally black. As she started to calm down, her consciousness started to come back, and she started by feeling the slow stretch and pressure in her pussy, then the sudden rush of blood to her arms as they fell off to her sides.
She even felt the tension leave her neck and shoulders, barely aware her head hit the soft cushion below it. It felt like an eternity, the smooth sensations in her pussy and the slight rocking of her body felt like she was in the embrace of waves.
First her vision came back, as she realized her eyes were closed. She brought her arms under her, between her chest and the sofa, and slowly lifted her weight onto her elbows. She let her head hang, stretching her back and shoulders. Then she slowly lifted one elbow and then the other to raise herself into a doggy position. She big cock bf bangs teen gf and her busty mom bent over the sofa and lifted her head up and turned to see behind her.
He was staring at her, his dark eyes below a sweaty brow, but that wasn't all that drew her attention. Below his gaze, his shoulder, arms and chest were like sculptures.
His abs were defined, not yet a six pack, but they were flat and some definition was starting to show. She was stunned because he didn't look blonde teen charlyse bella having sex with bf like that before. Her Master was stunning, unlike what she remembered. He always had a handsome face, but he was soft. His stomach stuck out, and his arms were and chest were doughy.
This new man behind her, slowly fucking into her, was carved out, almost like something out of a magazine. She smiled, and he obviously took that to mean she was ready to go on.
He pulled out, her hips pushing back as soon as his warm and rigid pole slipped out. She even made a whimper when he did. He delicately turned her over and lifted her to stand.
As soon as he let her go, she fell back into the sofa, her legs still unable to support her. She giggled, "That was incredible, I have never cum like that, master." He smiled as he pulled her up.
Then he picked her up by the waist, and she wrapped her legs around his hard back. She could feel his wet cock in the cleft of her ass, and she wiggled it a bit as she looked into his eyes and gave him a wide smile.
JACK: He took her into his bedroom, and gently placed her into his bed. He stood at the foot of the bed and took a long look at her, spread out on his covers. Her hair was a mess, fanned out around and over her shoulders. Her forehead and upper chest were covered in a thin sheen of perspiration, making her glow, aided no doubt by the flush of red after her massive orgasm.
Her tits were still held up proudly by the push of the corset, and her legs were spread invitingly, still clad in stockings and boots.
Two of the straps holding up her stockings had come off during their fuck, but it just added to the scene. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, slave. But I am a little bit upset. I don't think you have fully understood what I expect from you. You are my slave, and every busty milf driving examiner bangs in car of you is mine.
That means that your cunt doesn't belong to you. So I am upset because you let my cunt have an orgasm without asking me if it could. And to make matters worse, you spoke without being spoken to." Jack had thought to wait a bit before training her throat, at least till tomorrow.
But he needed to punish her to set the right boundaries, and this was a good way to make sure he enjoyed it. And truth be told, he was starting to feel a bit of anger creep up as he thought about how she disobeyed him, and it was stoked by the anger he felt towards her in the past.
He started to think about the pain he felt for so long, and stranger that paid tons of cash girlfriend homemade the sight of her laying there wasn't enough to abate it.
"Now you will be punished and I do not want to hear a single peep or feel any resistance.
I am going to be fucking that pretty little face of your's, and I mean to force myself past your barrier." He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head till it was on the edge of the bed, hanging off the side. "Now before I punish you, I want you to tell me why you are being punished." he ordered. "I am being punished because I didn't ask master's permission before allowing his cunt to cum, and because I spoke without your permission, master." "Good." He said as he quickly and severely twisted her nipple, going almost three quarters of a full twist.
She opened her mouth, starting a scream, but was silenced by his cock quickly entering, stopping as it hit the back of her mouth. "If I feel teeth, I will pull them out, one by one, with a pair of pliers." He punctuated his sentence with a quick jab forward of his hips. She started gagging, and he pulled back slightly. He then repeated the same motion, forcing her to gag again. He timed his next jab with a gag, and slipped in past her resistance. Now he had only a couple of inches to go.
SLAVE: She was panicking. Her back was arched up, she could feel herself chocking, and she was trying to slip away, but he had her head pinned against the edge of the bed.
All she could do was kick out, bunching up the comforter at her feet. She wanted to throw up, but she couldn't with his cock in her throat. She wanted to breathe, but her panic was preventing her. She was scared she might pass out. She started seeing stars, and then suddenly, her throat and mouth were empty. She took huge heaving gasps, as her Master backed off and let her recover. "Next time, try and stay calm. Calm down and you will realize you can breathe from your nose." he heard her say.
JACK: Jack had no idea what he was doing. But he knew he had to feel the exquisite feeling of her throat squeezing his cock again. It was like her pussy, but so much tighter and the squeezing had so much more pressure. When he saw that despite the tears rolling down the side of her face, she was back in position and calm, he slipped his cock back between her lips.
He again went to the end of her mouth, and she gagged. Just like last time, he made her gag a couple of times, before timing his thrust and pushing right through a gag into her throat. He was even deeper now, only about an inch and a half of his cock still in the open air past her lips, but she was still choking. She seemed to be trying to breathe though, and he could her her trying to force air through her nose.
Her chest was heaving, lifting off the bed. The panic again set in after a couple of seconds, and he relented and pulled out. "Good girl, that was much better," he said "you almost had me all the way down." After a few huge unlocked japanese grandpa sex teen uncensored of air, she lay back, and he again began his assault on her throat. Another few jabs at the back of her mouth, but it seemed like it was easier to bury his dick in her tight passage.
He could feel the constriction of around his shaft now, on top of the pressure on the head of his dick. He looked down and saw that her lips were at the base of his cock. He could feel his balls against her nose. He could even feel the hot air come out in bursts as she tried to breath.
She was still making a whining noise, and she was clearly struggling to keep him in her like this. He waited for her to start flailing, which took almost 5 seconds, 5 seconds of curvy ebony babe fucks her bf on her moms couch bliss for his member, enveloped as it was in her throat's embrace. As soon she started kicking, he pulled all the way out. He let her again catch her breath, and complemented her on taking him all the way in.
He stepped back, and observed her, spit and drool all over her face, from chin to forehead, and it was dripping through her hair. Her eyes were bloodshot, and tears were mixing with the rest of the fluids on their way down to the floor. He acknowledged that deep-throating was clearly messy work, but although it was a dirty job, somebody had to do it.
He chuckled internally at his little joke. Over the course of the next half hour, his slave was made to take his cock into her throat, and he would keep it there until she started to reject the intrusion, then he would pull out. He got her up to 15 seconds, which was as far as he really needed. In the last stroke in, he could feel how close he was, and had buried himself in her, looking down at the bulge visible in her neck where his cock was lodged.
That put him over the edge, and the first shot caught her in her throat, which caused her to cough violently, pushing him all the way out. She started to lift her head to cough, and that is when the second shot erupted, glancing off her raised forehead and spreading across her right eye.
She kept coughing, shaking, and he kept cumming on her, coating her hair, and most of her forehead and face. One shot even flew pas and landed on her left tit and back up her chest towards her neck.
He felt like he would cum forever. This was the longest he had ever gone, and every blast hawt xxx beauteous teen sex act hardcore blowjob like it was being ripped out of him, sending spasms through his legs and back. He was spent and collapsed to his knees, and she looked like a proper fucked whore.
Her face was covered in drool and cum. Her coughing had brought up more drool and it was now on her chest as well. It was dripping into her hair and onto the floor under the bed. She was filthy, and her eyes were closed as her head hung off the edge of the bed. "How was that punishment, whore?" he asked, smiling. All his anger was gone, and some concern started to raise itself in his mind. SLAVE: She uttered an unintelligible grunt.
Her jaw and throat were burning from the pain of being stretched to their limit. Her chest was hurting from the violence of the coughing and the lack of oxygen over the course of her initiation into deep-throating. She couldn't speak, and she was in an almost catatonic state.
She always wanted to take Jack all the way, but it was her Master who had the strength to push her past her limits. She was in pain, yes, but she was proud she finally did it. This punishment was tough, but a true test of her endurance, and she was pleased to have passed it. JACK: He got a towel and wet it with warm water. Slowly and delicately, he tried to clean her up, wiping the mix of drool and cum off her.
He realized the task was too difficult, so he let her lay there, and drew a nice warm bath. He came back into the room and proceeded to remove her corset, then the boots and stocking. She was only barely conscious, so he lifted her and carried her to the tub, slowly lowering her in. He remembered when he had tried to be romantic with her once, and attempted the very same thing, only to drop her roughly into the hot water, not realizing the strength required to lower someone into a tub.
He washed her, wiping away the bodily fluids on her skin and rinsing them out of her hair. She slowly regained consciousness through his ministrations, but remained quiet. He stood her up when he was done, and drained the tub, then dried her with a nice fluffy towel since she didn't have the energy to do it herself.
Once dried, she was walked back to the bed and put under the covers. He then crawled into bed, only to feel something wet against his bare ass and over his stomach. The covers had a huge wet spot, about a foot wide. She must have been soaking the sheets through the whole rough treatment of her throat. This girl was even kinkier than he remembered, and he hoped would be able to handle whatever he threw at her. With that pleasant thought, he closed his eyes and fell hot ebony girls want some us semen all over them. ————