10 comments/ 47098 views/ 10 favorites Adam and Amber Ch. 02 By: StacattoandWish Adam's Story I leaned back on the couch in Amber's front room, one leg crossed over the other with my arms lying across the back. I had to chuckle to myself as I recalled Amber's distress earlier when I came over to tell her about getting her septic tank pumped. I thought it was cute the way she had not wanted to share with me her need to go to my house and pee. I remembered how long it had taken Linda to be comfortable enough to share that sort of information with me. Thinking about Linda, and the things we used to do with each other brought my thoughts back to Amber. I realized I had started something last night, or I guess I should say this morning, with her and I was positive I had seen a look of total arousal and desire on Amber's face when I told her to call me either Sir or Master. And, I was even more positive of her look when I had her lift her night shirt and expose herself to me. I had wondered at the time if I might be pushing things too fast, but she had seemed so excited and curious to learn about the things that Linda and I used to do. I sure hoped that she wouldn't feel I thought she was cheap or easy because she had obeyed me. Actually, as I thought about it, I found I felt she was rather extraordinary to do what I had told her. I thought it showed me that she really wanted to learn and was actually interested in being involved with exploring areas of BDSM. I have seen enough women getting aroused to know Amber was getting turned on with our games. I had noticed that she had not addressed me this morning the way I had instructed her last night, but I wasn't concerned. When, or should I say, if we played, then I would expect her to address me in the proper manner. My feelings were that Amber wanted to experience the delights of BDSM and sexual play, but I didn't think that she was interested in a 24/7 type of relationship. I could have been totally wrong, but I felt that she was more interested in trying small things first. I was also starting to realize that we needed to talk about what was going on. I needed to work on building a lot more trust between the two of us before she would be ready to surrender to me without reservations. And for her to be completely satisfied there had to be total trust between the two of us. As Amber entered the room after changing out of her ratty old bath robe, I noticed the way her tight black jeans hugged her body. Just glancing at her caused me to remember the sight of her semi-naked body last night. She looked great with clothes on, but I thought she looked a lot better the way I had seen her last night. I quickly realized that I needed to get my thoughts away from thinking about her that way real fast. "How long will it take to pump ... the thing ...?" She asked me. "Septic tank," I prompted her, "I really don't know. I guess it depends on how long it takes them to find the opening and how hard it is to pump it out. Why do you ask?" "Well, I have no idea if you have plans for the day or not, but I didn't want you to feel you had to sit around here all day. I am sure I can handle things from here." Amber smiled at me. "Tell you what ... I have no idea if your septic will be done today since I have no idea how bad things are, will you let me cook you dinner tonight?" "But that's not fair! I should cook for you!" She protested. "And if you're septic is not working?" "Well ... you do have a point. OK, you win! But you have to let me bring the wine. What should I bring?" "Do you like fish?" Amber shook her head hard, sticking out her tongue to demonstrate just how much she disliked it. "OK, how about Italian?" She nodded her head in the affirmative this time. "Ok, bring something that goes with Italian. Why don't you plan on coming over about 6 again? Oh, and if you need, please come and shower without asking! My house is open to you anytime ... even if it is in the middle of the night." With the last remark I grinned at her. I wanted to kid her some more about her nocturnal visit, "Too bad you ain't a guy ... we just find a bush and water it. Women don't seem to like to do things like that." Amber blushed a bright red and answered, "Keep it up and I will find me a bush!" We both laughed and I headed out to take the dogs for their outing. I walked them far enough down the beach to visit an old friend who owned an Italian restaurant located almost right on the beach. We have been friends for a long time and we like to go out fishing as much as we can. I asked him if he had something special I could buy from him for tonight's dinner and he scowled at me. "Adam, you hurt my feelings. You know I keep trying to give you dinners on the house ... come in here, take what you want." He took me into the large walk-in at the back of his restaurant and motioned for me to select whatever dinner I wanted. I picked out 2 nice floured and seasoned pieces of chicken white meat and some red potatoes I could roast. He also provided me with a bowl of sauce for the chicken. I picked out enough food I felt could feed Amber and me, wrapped up my dinner and thanked my old friend. Carrying my dinner, I called for the dogs and I headed back to the house. As I entered the back of the house, I noticed that the septic service was working in Amber's back yard. It appeared like they must have found the opening and were hard at work. I put the chicken in the fridge and started to prepare everything else I needed for tonight's dinner. There were a couple of items I still wanted to buy in town so I put the dogs in the back of the old Jeep I keep just for carrying them around. The Jeep even has a name; I call it "Dog Pound". Ever since my first car, I have given all my cars a name. The errands in town took a lot longer than I expected and it was getting close to 6 when I finally got back to the house. I glanced over at Ambers and saw the pumper truck was gone. As I came around the front of the house, I found Amber sitting in one of the rocking chairs I keep on my front porch. She was crying. I sat the bags down I was carrying in my arms and went to her. Kneeling beside her chair, I asked her, "What's wrong? Why the tears?" "It's the septic, they tell me that the tank is broken and I have to have it dug up and have a new one installed. They told me they would give me a bid tomorrow. I won't have a bathroom for a few days now." As she finished, a little hick-up escaped from her. "Hey ... it's not the end of the world." I assured her. "You have mine to use ... as long as you stop asking to use it every time you need. I want you to consider my house to be your house while they are fixing things. OK?" Amber nodded her head and wiped her eyes. She smiled at me and asked, "What would I have done without you? I had no idea what was wrong. This is such a pain ..." "First off, you would have called a plumber and they would have explained what you needed to do. And ... I have an idea," I paused for a moment. "Go on ..." "Well, I do have a spare bedroom and there is room in the garage for Rogue with my dogs ... and ... "Adam, what are you asking me?" Amber asked with caution. "Look, use my house until your septic problem is handled. There is a lock on the bedroom door if you are concerned. I would love to have you as my guest!" Amber seemed to consider my offer for a moment, "OK ... after dinner I'll go and get what I need for the night." I noticed that once her decision was made, her attitude improved greatly. We went into the house and as I put away my purchases from my errands, Amber opened one of the bottles of wine she had brought for dinner. I started the oven and slipped in the dish I had prepared earlier in the day. When her glass of wine was about half finished, she looked over at me with a shy grin on her face. "I haven't had a shower all day. I know that you want me to feel at home, but I still have a problem just getting up and running off to the shower without even at least telling you what's going on." I laughed, "Go and take your shower. Do you need to run over to your place first and get different clothes?" Amber seemed to consider my questions and then nodded her head. "How long do I have before dinner?" "About half an hour ..." ""Great!" Amber stood up and headed off to her house to retrieve some clothes. ~ ~ ~ I could hear the shower running as I finished preparing dinner. As I was setting the table, it suddenly dawned on me that I had removed the towel she had used before and put it in the washing machine. There were no towels in the bathroom. I quickly went to the closet and pulled one of my best bath towels and knocked at the bathroom door. Over the sound of the shower I heard Amber call out, "What?" "I'm sorry, but I cleaned out all of the towels since the last time you showered. There is no towel in there. I have one here for you." "Bring it in." "I'll keep my eyes closed," I told her. I heard her laugh at my remark. The shower in the spare bedroom is a tub/shower combination with sliding doors. The doors are clear! I opened the door and noticed that even though the doors were fogged up with the steam. I admit I was disappointed I didn't get to see more, but I could still make out the outline of her body. It was all I could do just to hang up the towel and leave. I really wanted to open the shower door and join her. As I shut the bathroom door, I called out to her, "You have about 5 minutes." "Thanks ..." came the reply. I had just finished putting the food on the table when Amber stepped into the kitchen. Her outfit was stunning. It looked somewhat like a night gown, but it wasn't. The dress, for the lack of a better word, had thin straps holding it up. Her outfit was black and showed only a slight amount of cleavage. What was so stunning was the mesh strip what wrapped around through the garment. Through the mesh, I could see cleavage, and then below that I could see part of her tummy and the one of her thighs. The non mesh part covered her pubic region, but the way the mesh stripe went above and below the area, it seemed to call even more attention to her then if she had been totally exposed. I must have stood speechless for a few seconds before she asked, "Do you like it? This is the first time I have worn it. It's not something I can wear in public." "Wow!" I was really articulate. I was so blown away with her look I really didn't know what to say. Finally I gathered my wits and offered her a fresh glass of wine. I pulled her chair out from the table and motioned for her to sit. After I took my seat, I told for her to start serving herself. I didn't want the mood destroyed so I kept the subject of her broken septic out of our conversation. Finally we were finished and I cleared the table. I supplied her with another fresh glass of wine and took her into my study. I wondered if she might be chilled in her semi-transparent outfit so I flipped on my gas fireplace to take the chill out of the room. Amber settled into one of the large leather chairs I have in one corner and I move the other chair so that we were facing each other. I took a sip of my wine, considered how I wanted to start our conversation and then began, "Can we talk some more about last night?" "I wondered when you were going to bring it up." "You told me that you had read some stories on the internet ..." I paused to let Amber nod in agreement, "then you must have some idea of where your interests lie." Again she nodded her head in agreement. "I guess the first question I have to ask is this ... do you trust me?" Amber took a long time to answer my question, "Basically, yes. I guess I would have to say I don't trust myself." "Why?" "I ... um ... when I first started to read about the BDSM thing, I thought there was something wrong with me ... that I was weird, or sick somehow ... I even forced myself to stop reading the stories I was reading. But I found that I missed them ... I liked reading them and the feelings they gave me." "Did they turn you on enough to masturbate?" I noticed that my questions caused her to color slightly, "Yes!" "And you tried to discuss this with your ex and he ... for what ever reasons did not do anything?" Amber shook her head no. "Have you found yourself being turned on or excited by our discussions or because of what I had you do last night?" Her head nodded yes and Amber colored again. "Would you like for me to take control and help you experience some of your fantasies?" This time her head nodded yes very quickly. "The first thing we need to do is decided on a safe word. Do you know what that is?" "Yes, I have read about that part." "And you understand what it is for?" Her head nodded yes. "I will give you a promise here and now ... when you use your safe word, whatever is happening, will stop. I mean that. Say your safe word and everything comes to a halt right then. So, I would ask you not to use your safe word unless you really mean it. OK?" Again she nodded yes. "Since I don't know what you have read, there are a lot of different levels of BDSM. I am not, and I will not abuse you ... or any woman. If I spank you, it is a reward, not a punishment. Anything and everything I do is for your sexual excitement and enhancement. I guess I would be considered more of a Top rather than a Dom. Do you understand the difference?" "I think I understand it more now," she replied. I noticed that her glass was empty and I went into the kitchen to being out a new bottle. After filling her glass, I leaned back in my chair. I didn't know if was the effects of the wine or from our conversation but I found my mind was reeling. This beautiful woman was really turning me on. "Some people refer to ... well, when we play around as either a session or a scene. I call it playing around." I gave her a big grin. "I know that last night I instructed you to call me Sir or Master. Remember?" She nodded her head yes. When we play, that is how you will respond to me. Do you understand?" "Yes ... Sir" "Good ... during our normal lives, I would not expect you to refer to me that way." She nodded her head again in agreement. "Again, what we do ... what I do for you and with you are for your sexual gratification ... do you understand?" "What do you get out of it?" "Good question. I find that prolonging my desire for sex heightens my feelings ... my awareness. After a strong session, I find when I enter a woman ... when I enter you, it is very intense ... it feels very good. I enjoy being able to bring you as much sexual satisfaction as I possibly can. I first want to turn you on to the point where you maybe even loose control ... you will find that in time, you can almost climax when I tell you." I could see that Amber was having a problem with that comment. "You don't' believe me, do you?" "I can cum once ... and then it is very difficult. The idea that I could cum just by you telling me to cum .... Well, it is a bit difficult for me to imagine." I noticed that her glass was empty again and I filled it. "OK ... would you like for me to demonstrate a little what I mean?" As I looked at Amber, I thought I saw several emotions play across her face; a little fear, a little suspicion and a lot of passion and lust. Finally, she nodded her head yes. "Before we start ... I need a safe word. I need a word that you would only use if you wanted things to stop. Do you have a word?" From the way she bowed her head and then looked up at me, I could tell that she had thought over the idea of her safe word for a long time. "Wish!" "What?" I asked her. "Wish ....... this is something that I have wished for. So my word is 'wish'!" "Stand up!" I allowed my voice to become soft and low. Amber finished her glass on wine in one gulp and stood up. Lift your lovely outfit and take it off." I saw her eyes widen at my request. She seemed to think it over for a moment and then she bent over, reached down and pulled the dress off over her head. I moved my chair back and sat staring at her lovely naked body standing in front of me. Her breasts were full and her nipples were extended, either from the cold or from her excitement. I noticed her areolas were large with what I guessed was her arousal. Her body was tapered at her waist and then flared at her hips. She looked very sensual and desirable as she stood naked in the soft lights. I instructed her to come and stand in front of me. "Yes ... Sir!" was her whispered reply and she came and stood in front of me. "Turn and face the wall!" I turned her so she was now standing with her side to me rather than facing me. "Put your hands behind your neck and lace your fingers." I leaned forward and stared at her calf, slowly running one hand up the leg that was closest to me. Slowly, ever so slowly I moved my hand up over her calf. Upwards ... slowly upwards ... my hand moved onto the back of her thigh and then up over one of her cheeks. I continued to move my hand up the small of her back, up to her shoulder and started back down the other side of her body. As I passed over the other cheek of her bottom, I noticed that she had goose pimples. "Are you cold?" I asked her. "No!" came her reply. My hand lifted slightly and I brought it back down swiftly on the cheek closest to me. The sharp sound of the slap filled the room and I heard what I thought was a soft moan escape from Amber. "No what?" I asked in a slightly louder voice. "No Sir!" came the quick reply. "Better ... don't forget again ... understand?" "Yes ... Sir!" She whispered. I returned to moving my hand across her body. I stood up behind her and began to rub her shoulders. Again a deep moan escaped from Amber. I continued to touch her, sometimes firmly and other times with the lightest touch I could do. Finally I moved to stand in front of her and I knelt down. I moved my hands up over the front of her thighs, avoiding her pubic area and continued to move over her tummy and up over her breasts, making sure not to touch her nipples. Her breasts were beautiful. The weight of them felt good in my hands and I loved the texture of her skin. As my hands moved down, I stopped between her knees and pushed her legs apart. Her feet were now over 2 feet apart and as I knelt in front of her, I was staring directly at her exposed pussy. I leaned forward and gently blew against her pubic region. I heard her take a sharp breath and I resumed moving my hands over her body; touching, caressing, loving her body with my hands. This time when I started to rub her shoulders, she leaned back against my hands, allowing herself to relax and enjoy the feeling of it all. The noises from Amber were become more frequent and louder. It was obvious that she was become extremely aroused. As I slipped my hands around in front of her to fondle her breasts, she pushed her bottom back against me. I was sure she felt my erection pushing against her crack. Amber didn't move her bottom very much, but I was sure the she had rubbed up and down a little. The little vixen was trying her best to turn me on too. I instructed her to keep her fingers laced and her hands locked behind her head as I tilted her body slightly forward at the waist. He bottom was protruding in a most sensual manner. I ran one hand over her cheek several times and then brought it down quickly; not too hard, but still getting her attention. I moved my hand over her bottom to ease away any pain that I had inflicted and her bottom pushed back against my hand. Amber was defiantly getting very aroused. Again I slapped her bottom and then massaged the place I had slapped her. I alternated to her other cheek, doing the same as I had done to her first cheek. I slapped her harder and quickly moved my hands over her to ease the pain; loving and caressing her. Slap! I applied my hand to her right cheek and then gently caressed away the pain. Slap! Now it was her left cheek. Slap! I had moved back to the right side and then to the left. I noticed her bottom was getting red and with each spank, her moans and cries were become more ones of passion rather then of pain. Adam and Amber Ch. 02 I moved to her front and had her stand up straight. I cradled her magnificent breasts in my hands. I knelt in front of her, kissing her breasts and massaging them with my hands. Slowly I worked my way to her nipple with my lips. I sensed her move, trying to get me to kiss and suck a nipple. I reached around and slapped her sharply on her bottom and told her to stand still. I heard her whimper and without warning, I took one of her nipples between my lips and started to firmly suckle on it. Amber was no longer trying to hide her arousal from me. A deep moaning sigh escaped from deep within her and she pushed her breast forward ... presenting me with her nipple, her actions begging me to suck on her. I moved to her other nipple and she whispered, "Oh God ... yes ... suck me ... please ... " I pulled away and her eyes flew open. "Suck me please ... what?" I demanded. "Oh Sir, please ... please Sir ... please suck my nipples ... please Sir ..." her begging was now a cry for help. "Sit down." She looked at me in horror. "Take your hands from behind your head and sit down." "Why ....... Sir? Did I do something wrong?" "No ... sit down." Amber obeyed by removing her hands from behind her neck and sitting down onto the chair. As she sat, I was positive I had seen that her thighs were wet from her excitement. "Are you turned on?" Her face showed me how startled she was by my question. "Of course ... What a stupid question." "Of course what?" My voice was now angry. "What are you trying to prove?" Her voice was also getting angry. "I am trying to show you that you could cum with just me telling you to cum. I want you to see you can be so turned on and ready, all you need is a word. I ask you again ... are you turned on?" Her voice softened as she spoke, 'Yes Sir." "Do you want to climax?" "Yes Sir." "Then lean back in the chair and make yourself climax." I was wondering how close she was to being ready to obey. "What?" Her reply came back quickly. She saw the look on my face and added, "What Sir?" I had to laugh. Amber was learning very quickly. "Sorry, I was not laughing at you ... it amused me how quickly you are learning how to address me. I want to watch you pleasure yourself ... I want you to masturbate." "I can't ... Sir ..." her voice was a whisper. "Why?" "I have never done that in front of anybody. I just couldn't ... Sir." "If you climax for me now ... I will give you 3 more climaxes in return." My voice was soft and low and reassuring as I could make it. "If I climax, it will be the only one I can have for a while ... Sir." Amber's voice was still barely above a whisper. "When we started this tonight, I asked you if you trusted me ... right?" She nodded her head yes. "Then why are you questioning me now?" "It's just ... well ..." I could see that she was torn between her desire and her embarrassment of the moment. I started to stand up, prepared to leave the room. "Where are you going? Sir ..." "I can see this is going nowhere ... you still don't trust me." "I do ... Sir ... can you help me get started ... Sir ... again please ... Sir ..." My voice was soft and I knew all she needed was some help. "Yes little one, I will help you get started again." I moved over and knelt between the legs and lowered my mouth to one her nipples. I kissed it and then gently drew it into my mouth. One of her arms wrapped around my head as she held me tightly against her chest. I took her other hand and placed it between her legs. Slowly at first, she reached into her pubic region and started to masturbate. As she became aroused, she leaned back in the chair and opened her legs wider to allow herself more access to her vagina. I moved back to my chair and watched her. She kept her eyes closed and I watched her move her hand faster, occasionally inserting a finger in her opening and then moving the finger back over her now exposed clit. Suddenly her legs came together as her climax surged through her body. I waited for her to come down from her explosions and then moved towards her. I pushed her knees apart and pulled her bottom to the edge of the chair. Without warning I sucked her pussy into my mouth and ran my tongue up through her wet opening and then over her clit. Faster and faster my tongue moved across the tip of her clitoris. Amber thrashed about on the chair and I held her tight as I continued my onslaught on her clit. She reached down and grabbed my hair and her body started to shake. "Oh God ... I'm cumming again." She screamed. As she started to calm down, I took her in my arms and whispered, "That was your first ... you have two more coming ..." Even with her head pushed against my chest, I could hear her whisper, "Oh Sir ... yes ... please ... more ... please more ... Sir ..." ~~~ Amber's Story When Amber found out the septic tank wasn't going to be fixed for a few days, she was really upset. Not only was she worried Adam wouldn't give her full run of his house for that long, but she also worried about cost. After putting money down on the house; and all of the moving expenses involved with it, things were getting pretty tight. Soon Amber would have to find a job. Somewhat overwhelmed with everything, she felt Adam would provide her with a safe haven. She went to his house and finding him not at home, she let the concerns get the best of her, and broke down in tears. As if by magic, Adam was standing there asking her what was wrong. Amber thought never had a person looked as good as he did, even through her tear filled eyes. She wasn't sure how to respond to his more than friendly suggestion she stay with him for the next couple days until her septic tank was filled. Pure will power was the only thing keeping tears from forming due to the sweetness of his gesture. Amber had considered the fact Adam had looked at her, and then looked away, when she had come out dressed in her "trying to appeal clothing" this morning as she had prepared to go back to his house and shower. She also thought back over her conversations with him. She enjoyed the easy bantering they seemed to have with one another. She fully realized during her stay at his house anything would be possible. Sharing such an intimate space could easily lead to furthering the conversation of the early morning hours, as well as perhaps putting those words into action. Tonight she really felt like she needed to be close to someone. She needed a few moments to forget the problems with the septic tank, the money, and the needing to find a job. She could only hope he would consider giving her that time. With those thoughts in mind, she chose her outfit accordingly. Tonight she didn't care if she looked like an offering. She pulled out of the back of her closet a dress she had bought when she noticed her husband's attention was wandering away from their relationship. Amber had never had the guts to actually wear the dress until tonight and since she wouldn't have all her clothes with her if she took only this outfit, there would be no way she could "chicken out". When Adam knocked on the bathroom door while she was showering, Amber felt a burst of nervous anticipation. She wanted for him to open the shower door and walk in and show her "all the things" he had to show. But he just dropped the towel and left quickly; he never entered the shower, nor did he even take a peek inside, and for a moment, she thought perhaps he really seemed to have changed his mind. After showering and putting the dress on, she marveled at the view she presented. As she examined herself in the mirror, she blushed slightly at the things her dress implied. She noticed at the same time it concealed her "secrets", it hinted at all the things a person would find underneath. She felt quite the seductress as she walked out of the bathroom, hoping he would see her the same way. Amber was delighted by his apparent appreciation of her outfit. She almost laughed out loud when all he could say was "Wow." It was just the hint she needed, the sign she had been seeking; Adam was interested in her as much as she was interested in him. Amber was happy with the way things were going. After dinner, when they were in the study starting their conversation concerning safe words, and her explorations of her on-line reading, a hint of moisture began to form between her legs. Amber wasn't sure if it was from nervousness, or excitement over the possibilities of what might happen between them. She only knew inside her body she was already beginning to prepare for whatever the night may hold. Amber was also very glad, and maybe a bit more aroused, by the fact he didn't seem to merely seek to cause her pain. She liked hearing him say everything he did was for her sexual excitement and enhancement. She had often stumbled into the stories and articles concerning the really rough stuff and she knew she really had no need, or desire, to feel that much pain. But still, she couldn't resist the temptation to question what it was he got out of giving so much pleasure to the woman. His answer had both shocked and turned her on more than she would have thought possible, especially when he got to the part about her cumming on command. She really doubted that, and if for some reason she was to that point, then why would she want to waste her one good orgasm by going it solo? She would much rather have his cock buried deep inside her when she came with and for him. "It must have been the wine that made her bold enough to express to Adam she could only cum once." she thought to herself after her words were spoken. "Okay...would you like for me to demonstrate a little what I mean?" he asked. A hundred thoughts ran through Ambers mind by his simple question. "Could I, should I, Can I really do this?" were only a few of them. She felt a mixture of both fear and excitement. Her fantasy was about to come true if only she would take the chance and say yes on it. "How many women can say that" she questioned silently as she decided that she wanted more than anything to have it come true, and nodded her head to tell him that she wanted it also. "A safe word?" She thought at his suggestion, "this is getting serious." She had chosen her safe word when she first really began to like the idea of D/s. "Wish" would be perfect for her. Her wish and not something she would really say in the heat of the moment. It was after all her wish come true. It was also the last name that she had assumed after her divorce, so it wouldn't be too easily forgotten and she told him what her word would be. "Stand up!" Adam softly commanded. Amber's throat went dry for a moment at the realization of what was going on seeped in and so she took one last long drink of her wine. "Lift your lovely outfit and take it off." "Wow, he isn't going to waste any time at all." Amber thought, a bit shocked at the change in his demeanor, but also finding herself aroused by the firm demanding tone in his softly spoken words. She realized as she lifted the dress up over her head her nipples were now standing firmly out from her breasts, both due to the still slight chill in the room as well as her growing excitement. Already she desired him to touch her and when he told her to come nearer to him, she didn't hesitate. When Adam told her to turn and face the wall, it seemed like an odd command, especially when he told her to put her hands behind her neck. She had heard of Doms demanding things like this, but she hadn't expected it to happen so quickly. She felt his hand on the back of her leg, moving up from her calf and up onto the back of her thigh, over her bottom and right on up to her shoulder. The longer he continued his slow journey up one side and down the other; her thoughts seemed to center around where he had touched her and she wondering were he was going to touch her next. As Amber focused on the movement of his hands, she felt they were turning her on more than he could ever know. "Are you cold?" Adam asked. "No." she had said quickly blushing, not wanting him to know it wasn't the cool room that gave her goose bumps, but rather the feel of his hand sliding over her. She heard the sound of his swat on her bottom a moment before she felt the sudden sting of his hand on her cheek and she wasn't sure exactly how to deal with it, but her body seemed to know. She felt her body growing wetter between her legs, and she moaned; she wasn't sure if it was from being slightly embarrassed or just that she was so turned on. "No what?" he questioned. "No Sir!" she quickly amended, embarrassed because she didn't remember that part of what they were doing and she also realized saying those words was probably going to be the hardest thing for her to remember. "Better...don't forget again...understand?" he questioned. "Yes, Sir." she whispered and his hands resumed roaming over her body, moving up her back and starting to rub her shoulders. The variation between his alternating soft and firm touches kept her senses focused on the feel of his hands. Each change in his touch sent heat straight to her core. His hands moved to the front of her body, but when he avoided her pubic area, she almost groaned in frustration. In all her life, she hadn't wanted some one to touch her between her legs as badly as she did at that moment. Instead, he touched her breasts and she wanted to then cry out for him to touch her nipples, but before she could embarrass herself, he moved his hands lower again. She felt him urging her to spread her legs and obeyed with little encouragement until they were spread wide. With him kneeling down in front of her, she felt totally exposed. She knew he could probably see her clit poking out from between her lower lips. She gasped at the sensation he created when he blew against her; but still he didn't touch her there, and then he was gone, back to rubbing his hands all over her body. Amber wanted to beg him to touch her, but wasn't sure how to or if she should settling instead for just leaning into his hands, hoping that her silent urging wouldn't be missed by him. Fingers laced still he told her to not move them as he tilted her slightly forward, her bottom poking out slightly in his direction. And He began his teasing caresses again on her bottom but this time she felt the slight sting of his hand popping her bottom and then he rubbed his hand over her to sooth it away. Amber couldn't resist, even if she had wanted to. Each stinging slap against her bottom made her cry out and each soothing caress after made her arch her bottom towards him. She could feel her wetness, the slight coolness of the room chilling her damp pussy, and she couldn't believe how wet she was becoming and still he hadn't touched her where she wanted to be touched. When Adam finished giving swats on each cheek of her bottom; he came around and focused his attention on her breasts, Amber thought she would go crazy with need. She couldn't hold still, needing him to touch her very sensitive nipples and it earned her another swat on the bottom, which only made her want it more. Then he finally pulled her nipple into his mouth and without thought she cried out, "Oh God...yes...suck me...please..." and he pulled away demanding, "suck me please....What?" She felt very frustrated with herself that she had forgotten, but was also somewhat irritated at him for thinking she should have remembered while her whole body was screaming for release. In an attempt to make him continue though, she said, "Oh Sir, Please...please sir...sucks my nipples." To her horror all he did in return was tell her to sit down and take her hands from behind her head. And she was certain she had done something wrong and he didn't want to continue anymore with her. "Why...Sir? Did I do something wrong?" she questioned wanting to at least know why he was turning her away. "No...sit down" he repeated. And she did so without any more urging. "Are you turned on?" he asked. "Of course...What a stupid question" she said finding it funny that he couldn't tell. "Of course what?" he asked in an angry voice. Amber was instantly upset. She didn't like that he demanded she say that little tiny word when all she wanted was him to fill her with himself. Without thinking she fired back with, "What are you trying to prove?" His answer calmed her anger, but still she didn't see why she really needed to call him "sir" all the time. But she said "yes sir" to his question asking if she was turned on. "Do you want to climax?" he questioned. "Yes Sir." she said, biting back another somewhat sarcastic thought. "Then lean back in your chair and make yourself climax." "What?" she thought and only after seeing his look did she realize she had voiced it out loud as well. "What Sir?" she quickly amended. He laughed and apologized for it then explained that he wanted to watch her masturbate. "I can't...Sir" she whispered and continued after being prompted to do so with, "I've never done that..." "If you climax for me now...I will give you 3 more climaxes in return." he stated confidently. But Amber wasn't sure about that. She felt confident in the fact that she knew her body, and told him in response that she could only have one without waiting a while in between. "When we started this tonight, I asked you if you trusted me ... right?" She nodded her head yes. "Then why are you questioning me now?" He had asked. And Amber had wanted more than anything to say she did trust him, but was too shy to just start getting herself off for him. Then he started to stand up and Amber began to see that if she didn't do as he had told her to then everything would most likely end. She knew without a doubt that she didn't want that. When she questioned if he was leaving and he stated that she didn't trust him, she knew that she had to do it. She wasn't ready for their night to end. She admitted to herself that she needed tonight, more than she had ever needed anything, but mostly she needed him. She just wondered if he would be willing to help her get started, and she asked. Adam was willing and he came over and knelt between her legs and began to suck one of her nipples into her mouth. When she wrapped her arm around his head to hold it against her breast and he placed her still free hand between her legs, she forgot all about being embarrassed. She tested her own wetness, teasing herself slowly and before long she forgot all about him being there and what she was doing. The feeling of her fingers playing upon herself, wiping every thought from her mind and she just enjoyed it. It didn't seem to take long, and she felt her body tensing up with a much needed orgasm. Her fingers witnessed the power of her body's explosion in the tightening and relaxing of the muscles inside her vagina. After only a little pause for her to come down off her sexual high she felt him between her legs. Soon his mouth and tongue captured the area where her fingers had been a few moments before. The feeling of him touching her so intimately after she had just came so hard, was more than she could bare, and she felt herself thrashing around. It was with shock that she realized a moment before it hit that she was going to cum again, and she yelled out "Oh God...I'm cumming again. And when the waves of orgasm crashed down upon her she smiled and felt happier than ever before. "Never have I felt so much." she thought to herself. When Adam reminded her that she still had two more orgasms coming she said out loud, "Oh Sir...yes...please...more..." but all the while wondering if she would really be able to handle two more of those type orgasms. ~~~ Adam's Story As I held Amber, she trembled in my arms from the intensity of her orgasm. When I thought she could stand, I helped her up and then picked her up in my arms and carried her back to my bedroom. By my actions of picking her up, I could see in her face she had now completely surrendered herself to me and any desire I might have. I was pleased to see Amber now trusted me enough to lie in my arms without questions. Once we were in my room, I sat her down on the bed and instructed her stand and move to the middle of the room. I went over to one of the dressers and opened the bottom drawer. This was the first time I had opened the drawer since Linda had passed away. It was our toy drawer. For a moment I stood there and gazed down at all of the various toys we had accumulated over the years. I guess I stood there too long. I heard Amber behind me ask, "Adam, are you OK?" I turned and faced her. I didn't realize that I had tears in my eyes and when she saw my face, she rushed to me, brushed my cheek with her lips and I heard her whisper, "What's wrong ... Sir?" Adam and Amber Ch. 02 The way she added the "Sir" at the end made me smile and I wrapped my arms around her. I was pleased that even though it was her session, Amber was concerned when she realized I was upset about something. I softly kissed her lips, leaned back slightly so I could look into her eyes and explained. "This is the first time I have opened that drawer. It has all of the toys Linda and I used to play with. Seeing all of it brought back memories I thought I had put away. I'm sorry!" "Please don't apologize. Would you rather not do this?" "No ... you are the first woman I have desired ... desired in any way since Linda died. I thought that part of my life was over ... and now ... you ..." I didn't know what else to say. I noticed Amber had a tear in her eye as she reached out a hand and touched my cheek. Her voice was soft, "Thank you. Thank you for sharing so much of your feelings. Thank you for wanted me the way you wanted Linda. I feel ... well, honored?" She said it like a question. "If I haven't spoiled the mood, we can continue." I slipped my arms around her and hugged her naked body to mine. "Please ... Sir. I'm so turned on. For some reason, now that you have allowed me to see ... this sounds corny ... but it is like you showed me part of your soul. You trusted me enough to show me a part of you I never expected to see. I want you to take me ... Sir. Please ... take me ... I am yours .... Sir." Amber dropped her head in a sign of total submissiveness. Her actions had turned me on. I wanted more than anything else to just toss her on the bed and fill her with my hard cock. But I had promised her more and I was going to do exactly what I had promised. I had her return to the middle of the room and I searched the toy drawer for the mask that would cover her eyes. I found the soft, padded leather mask and I stepped behind her to put it on. Once it was in place, I kissed her on her neck and slid my hands over her breasts. Softly and in a low voice, I told her, "From now on, you only have one thing to do. You are to enjoy. All I ask of you is for you to relax and enjoy. This is for you! When it is time, I will take my pleasure. You are not to worry about me. You are not to worry about anything. Your problems are gone until tomorrow. You are here with me. Be here ... be here now! Feel my hands on your body." I started once more to move my hands across her body. Running my hands up her arms, then down her back; across her chest and down onto her tummy. I noticed as I moved my hands over her, soft cries emitted from inside of her. "Don't move," I instructed her, "just stand here." Amber nodded her head. I went to the closet and from the back; I pulled out a large foam rubber wedge covered with soft fuzzy cotton. I placed it in the middle of the bed. From the drawer I took out 2 leather cuffs and put one on each of her wrists. From time to time, I would stop putting on the cuffs to either kiss her breasts or to suckle her nipples. Each time I touched her, more cries of her excitement escaped from her body. After the cuffs were on her wrists, I reached around and slapped her bottom once. She jumped but I noticed she pushed her bottom quickly back against my hand. I was pleased how quickly she was learning. I was amazed at the depth of her passion. Over my life time I had know many woman and Amber was one of the very rare ones. Here was a woman that wanted desperately to be shown the way. Her body seemed to quiver in anticipation of what I was going to do to her next. I led her to the bed and instructed her to crawl to the middle and lie on her tummy. Once she was in place, I slipped the wedge under body so the large end of the foam was under her hips. Her lovely bottom was now in the air; inviting and just begging to be spanked. I reached out and ran my hand over each of her cheeks. When my hand touched her, a soft sob emitted from her and when I took my hand away, I heard her softly cry, "No ... Sir." I found the cotton ropes in the bottom of the drawer and tied Amber's arms above her head. It took some looking, but I found another pair of cuffs and put them on her ankles. I took the other rope and tied her legs apart. I stood there for a moment and gazed at the beautiful sight in front of me. Amber was now tied spread eagle with her bottom pushed into the air from the wedge I had slipped under her hips. I looked once more in the drawer and selected two more items. One of them was a paddle that was leather on one side and soft rabbit fur on the other. The other item was a glass dildo. I took the paddle and rubbed the furry side against Amber's bottom. She wiggled her lovely ass as much as she could considering the way I had her bound. I flipped the paddle over and with one quick swat, brought it against one of her cheeks; not really hard, but enough to let her know that the paddle had two sides. A soft moan let me know she was enjoying the feeling of the two sided paddle. I rubbed my hand over the cheek I had just spanked and told her to just lie there, that I would be right back. I picked up the glass dildo and took into the bathroom where I washed it completely under hot water and then waited for the hot water to warm the glass. When it was warm enough to slip into her with out discomfort, I returned to the bedroom. I placed my hand on her bottom and her soft sigh signaled she was happy with my return. I picked up the paddle and using the fuzzy side, I slapped it against one cheek and then the other. Several times I slapped the paddle against her bottom, the popping sound far louder than any pain it could inflict. Once Amber was used to the rhythm of the slaps, I moved the paddle in my hand and used the hard leather side. I slapped her softer with the hard side than I had with the fuzzy side. After each slap, I ran my hand over her bottom and told her what a good girl she was. I picked up the warm dildo and pushed it gently against her exposed opening. Amber was so wet with her arousal the dildo slipped easily into her vagina. I pushed it in as slowly as I could; stopping every few seconds and then starting again. I watched as she tried to push back against the dildo that was filling her pussy. I picked up the paddled and smacked her once on both cheeks. I told her to lie still or else. My ultimatum was greeted with a cry of frustration. Once more I started to push the warm hard glass cock into her. When I reached the end of her vagina, I started to pull it back out until just the bulb end of was still inside of her. Again I started the slow insertion into her now dripping pussy. And again, when it reached the end, I pulled it almost out of her. The next time I pushed it into her faster and she screamed aloud from the pleasure the warm dildo was giving her. When the dildo was buried as deeply as I could push it into her, I picked up the paddle and lightly began to alternate spanking her back and forth from cheek to cheek. I watched as her cheeks blushed from the spanking I was giving her. Once in a while I would stop and rub my hands across her bottom to show her affection and ease away any discomfort she was feeling. I started to pull the dildo from Amber and as I plunged it back into her, I could hear her muffled pleas, "Please Sir ... please let me cum. Oh God Adam ... Sir ... I need to cum!" "Wait!" I commanded her. "Do not cum until I tell you!" "No!" I heard her cry out. I swatted one of cheeks her more firmly this time and asked, "No what?" "Sir!" She yelled ... "Sir I have to cum ..." "No! Wait until I give you permission." By now the dildo was moving quickly in and out of her pussy. Each time I pulled it out completely and then shoved it back into her. Amber was starting to shake and tremble, I could hear her crying ... her words had now become a chant, "I need to cum ... oh Sir, I need to cum." I moved my body so that I was now beside her but facing the opposite way. I put one arm over her back and around her side and held her tight against me. I continued to plunge and pull the dildo out of her. Faster and faster I move the hard object inside of her vagina. Without warning, I demanded, "Cum ... cum now!" I watched as liquid flowed down her thighs, her body shook and bucked and she screamed aloud. I kept the thrusting going in and out of her staring to slow. When I sensed her climax starting to die, I started to plunge the dildo quickly into her once more, commanding her again, "Cum again ... now!" As I had hoped, her passion was at a point where all she needed was to hear my demand that she release her passion again. Another climax surged through her body and she shook uncontrollably. I watched her settle and I slowed the movement in and out of her until I gently pulled the dildo from her now dripping pussy. Quickly I untied her, removed the blindfold and gathered her in my arms. Tears flowed down her face and she shook from the intensity of her spent passion. I kissed her forehead and comforted her. Keeping my voice low and soft, I kept repeating, "It's OK little one ... it's OK. It's Ok little one ... it's OK!" Amber had a slight hiccup and I continued to hold her tightly. Finally I sensed her falling asleep and I leaned down and kissed her on her lips. "Are you OK?" I asked her. She nodded yes. "Good ... I want you to rest and then I will show you the best climax of all!" Amber's eyes flew open wide as she looked up at me and shook her head. I could see that she was spent, worn out ... but I still wanted to fill her with my own cock. No, she was not finished. There was one more climax for her to enjoy. One more climax for me to enjoy! ~~~ Amber When Adam picked Amber up in his arms, she was both surprised by his actions and touched by the tenderness of his gesture. She could tell by the look in his eyes it was something he wanted to do, and that he enjoyed her willingness to accept him as he carrying her. In the aftermath of her orgasms he had held her, and she had enjoyed it; now she felt safe with him as he walked through the house with her cradled in his arms. She could feel herself surrendering to him; she could feel her mind and body giving itself up to him. Somehow, she realized he wouldn't hurt her; she realized she was completely safe as long as she was with him. This was a new and exciting feeling for her and one which made her want to give herself to him completely. . Amber had felt some disappointment when Adam had put her on her feet and told her to stand in the middle of the room. The warmth of his arms around her as he carried her were now missing from her body and she felt chilled and longed for his arms wrapped around her again; but she did as he had instructed her without question. She watched him opening a drawer and she wondered what kind of delights could be found inside. Amber's body responded as if someone had touched her. Even as deeply satisfied as she had been, she felt a tingle of excitement course through her just from wondering what he had in store for her. Amber saw a look on his face, a sadness that had taken root in his eyes and her heart broke a little for whatever pains he was feeling because of what he had found inside the drawer. She couldn't resist asking "What's wrong ... sir?" When Adam had held her in his embrace and told her he hadn't opened the drawer since his wife had passed on, Amber's heart was sadden for the love that he no longer had. Somewhat understanding what he must be feeling, all those old memories coming back to haunt him so quickly, Amber wondered if it may be too painful for him to continue. She asked him if he would rather not keep going. His reply brought tears to Amber's eyes. For her to know she was the first woman since Linda he had truly desired touched a chord deep inside her; and without thinking, she reached out and touched his cheek. "Thank you. Thank you for sharing so much of your feelings. Thank you for wanting me the way you wanted Linda. I feel ... well, honored?" She spoke softly, ending it as a question. She couldn't think of the right words to describe how she was feeling. "If I haven't spoiled the mood, we can continue." he said as he put his arms around her. Her naked body once again was held intimately close to his still fully clothed one. His recent confession and his show of feelings had turned her on once more and she wanted nothing more than to totally give herself to him. She knew she would hold nothing back from him. She had already seen him give of himself in ways she never expected and she felt it was now her turn to return the favor. Amber half whispered; half begged, "Please ... Sir. I'm so turned on. For some reason, now that you have allowed me to see ... this sounds corny ... but it is like you showed me part of your soul. You trusted me enough to show me a part of you I never expected to see. I want you to take me ... Sir. Please ... take me ... I am yours .... Sir." Adam told her to go to the middle of the room again, and Amber obeyed, shivering at the possibilities of what was to come now that she had admitted she was his to have. She heard him fumbling around in the drawer and once more she was struck by the feelings she realized he must be feeling while looking trough the drawer. Amber's back was turned, so when he stepped up behind her and slipped the blindfold over her eyes, she was surprised, but also very turned on by the idea of being blindfolded. Adam started kissing her neck and then slid his hands over her breasts; Amber realized exactly what the blindfold would do to her. Her whole mind was now focused on each of the areas he touched and she savored those feeling. "From now on, you only have one thing to do. You are to enjoy. All I ask of you for you to relax and enjoy. This is for you. When it is time I will take my pleasure. You are not to worry about me. You are not worry about anything. Your problems are gone until tomorrow. You are here with me. Be here ... be here now! Feel my hands upon your body." Adam told her. As he spoke those words, Amber's mind focused only the words; the sound of his voice, and the touch of his hands. The blindfold heightened every thing much more than she had ever thought possible. Her whole world at that moment became centered on him and she couldn't stop herself from moaning slightly as he began to move his hands over her body again. "Don't move." Adam commanded and then he stepped away from her. Once more she could hear him messing around with something, "maybe a door opening?" she considered, even as she felt somewhat disoriented now that he was no longer near by. Soon he was back, and as he put handcuffs on each wrist she felt herself shiver with excitement. She liked how he would stop in between fastening the cuffs on her wrists and then kiss and suck on her breasts. Her whole body was focused on what he did, and didn't do, and she couldn't help the soft cries which escaped from her every time he brought a new sensation for her to feel and enjoy. The sudden sting of his hand on her bottom shocked her and she jumped slightly, but instantly resumed her position. Amber needing more of his touches, whatever form they may take. Adam started to lead Amber and she didn't know where he was leading her. It amazed her how vulnerable she felt at this moment; how much she really needed him to guide her while the blindfold was on and her hands were cuffed. It was scary to need him so much, to have to so fully trust him. But at that same time, it was exciting to know that she couldn't control herself; that without him she wouldn't know where to go or what to do. Adam stopped when she reached the bed, and told her to crawl into the middle of it and then lay on her stomach. Amber couldn't really figure out how she would know where the middle was, she realized she would just have to trust him to not let her fall off by going too far. When she stopped where she thought the middle would be and he didn't say anything, Amber assumed that she was, with in reason, where he wanted her to be. She felt him lift her up a little, trying to help as best as she could, and she felt the soft wedge being placed under her bottom. She blushed as she realized the view that he must now be viewing with her bottom lifted up, like an offering to him. She felt Adam touch her bottom, rubbing over each of her raised up cheeks and then he stopped as quickly as he had started. She called out, "No ... Sir." though she wasn't sure why she felt she needed those touches to continue. She heard him bumping stuff around again, and she forced herself to not ask what he was doing. It seemed so odd for her to be laying here so totally exposed and have him fumbling around somewhere else. Just as she had decided she had to know what was going on, he returned and began tying her arms above her head. She had known this was a part of D/s, but it still surprised her it made her feel so much more vulnerable. When he went to her ankles and tied them apart, leaving her spread, she once again blushed, and for a moment, she was scared. Now she was totally helpless, open to whatever Adam chose to do and she questioned silently her ability to follow through with this. Amber considered who she was with, and his emotions when he had looked in the drawer, and how she had felt when he carried her to the bedroom, and she knew she could go on. She wouldn't back out on him, or let herself down. The next thing Amber felt, though she had sensed him moving around the room, was something soft rubbing against her bottom. It tickled slightly and she wiggled in a feeble attempt to move away. She felt the sudden slight sting of something hard smacking her bottom. It wasn't that it hurt, but the surprise of it made it sting slightly and Amber moaned, enjoying the contrast between the two different caresses coming so close together. She felt his hand on her bottom, soothing away any sting she may have felt, and then she heard him tell her to lie there; he would be right back. She almost laughed and asked him where else was she going, considering the way he had her tied up. Before she really had a chance to say it, she could hear water running in the bathroom. After what seemed like forever to her, the water turned off in the bathroom and then she heard him stepping towards her. He placed his hand on her bottom to let her know he had returned and she sighed in contentment. Without warning, she felt the soft side of the paddle he was using come down upon her bottom. It didn't hurt, but she could hear ever time it hit. She didn't know how many times he popped her on each cheek, but each time it came down on her bottom, she felt it inside pussy. Then he switched and was now hitting her with the harder paddle. Every so often, Adam would stop and run his hand over the cheek he had popped with the paddle and praise her. She loved hearing him tell her how good she was doing, each bit of praise affected her in ways she wouldn't have thought possible. The paddle and his words both increased her excitement and made her clit swell, her pussy was opening to him. She was experiencing her body's reaction for what she felt was the first time. Even though she was far from being a virgin; Amber felt as if her body had never been touched before. She felt something warm enter her pussy. At first she considered that it could be Adam's cock but realized fairly quickly it was much harder than any man could be. She knew that she was wet, and it almost embarrassed her that he was able to push this warm object into her so easily. It felt so good to her though as he slowly inserted it. With all her attention focused on the warm thing that was sliding so slowly into her pussy, she couldn't resist the urge to try and push herself onto it. She was rewarded with a swat to her ass, with the harder side of the paddle and realized that if she tried to hurry him up it would take him longer to fill her the way she wanted to be filled, especially after he calmly told her to lie still or else. All Amber could do was sighing in frustration. Finally, she could tell that the toy cock was fully inside of her: her body accepting it without question, and she enjoyed it being there. He pulled it out and she had to force herself to not try and arch her back to keep it inside her. It took even more concentration to not arch into it when he began his slow insertion again. Adam and Amber Ch. 02 She felt Adam pull it out after it had been fully inside her, and he paused for a moment. Then he pushed it fully into her in one quick motion. Amber couldn't resist, she cried out at the pleasure it gave her. She felt sure if he would only do that a time or two more, she would explode into orgasm. But Adam stopped moving it, he left it buried deep inside her pussy and once again began to land swats on her bottom. He popped each cheek with the paddle and stopped occasionally to rub and caress her bottom. Amber was so turned on by the swats, as well as the fullness of the toy cock inside her that she didn't think she could stand much more. That feeling only intensified as he stopped swatting her bottom with the paddle and began to once again thrust the cock inside her. "Please Sir...Please let me cum. Oh God Adam...Sir...I need to cum!" she said without thinking how normally she would never be able to voice something like that. Amber knew she needed him to continue if she was going to reach her much needed peak. "Wait! Do not cum until I tell you!" he demanded. "No!" Amber cried. She ranted on silently, "My body is taking over, how can he expect me not to cum." The last thing she wanted to do was let him down, but her body was demanding relief from the pleasures it was receiving. A sudden swat on her cheeks and his "No ... What?" frustrated her more and she felt tears of frustration come to her eyes. Because of the high toll he was taking on her body and mind; she yelled louder than expected, "Sir I have to cum..." she continued in a quieter voice trying to convey her frustration to him. Even as the toy cock moved faster, he demanded she wait. She wanted to control herself to make him happy, and yet the effort it took from her left her shaking and she didn't think she would be able to continue much longer. She knew she had said she needed to cum, and she considered it seemed she said it a lot, but still he kept pushing the toy inside her over and over, and had never told her to let go. To some extent Amber felt him lie beside her, and hold on to her, but all she could focus on was the need inside of her to cum. She ached with it, ached with the need to cum. Her mind was full of it, her whole being focused on her pussy and the overwhelming sensations there, and trying to not cum. "Cum...cum now!" he said. And Amber screamed out her release as her body bucked against the toy cock as much as it was able to and her pussy clamped down and released it. She climaxed harder than she ever thought it possible to cum. As Adam slowed the thrusting of the toy, she could feel herself still riding her orgasm. Finally, she felt herself coming down from her climax and she felt that she couldn't go on anymore, her body so totally satisfied that there wasn't the energy inside of her to move. She felt him speed up the thrusting of the toy cock again and a moment later he said, "Cum again...now!" Amber would never fully understand how, but upon hearing those words, her body caught a second wind and she tensed up a second before her orgasm crashed over her again. It shook her to the center of her being, felt as if it had been pulled out of her from some deepest part of her. The pleasure of it was so intense that she cried with all the things it made her feel. As she came down from that most intense peak so far, she was left shaking and tears flowed from the ride she had experienced both physically and mentally. She felt Adam untie her and remove her blindfold. She was embarrassed by the tears she was unable to control and Adam kissed her forehead and told her it was okay. She gave up the fight to stop her tears and just enjoyed the feeling of him soothing her. Amber felt herself drifting off to sleep even as her tears dried and her body finally stopped shaking. She heard Adam ask, as if from a distance, "Are you okay?" Amber thought of laughing, and was never sure if she did so or not, or if was loud enough for him to hear. She did know that she nodded her head slightly though, he continued, "Good...I want you to rest and then I will show you the best climax of all." That penetrated the deepest recesses of her mind and she quickly brought the room and Adam into focus, "He has got to be crazy" she thought to herself. All she could do to show her doubt was shake her head. She didn't think it was possible, she didn't think she could handle it if he tried. She had a million thoughts, but couldn't voice any of them. Her eyes drifted closed again and she slept. ~~~ Adam's Story I held Amber for a long time in my arms; kissing her, touching her, assuring her that everything was OK. I think for a while she even slept. I continued to rub my hands over her lower back and was greeted with deep grunts and sounds of pleasure. Each time I moved my hand over the small of her back, I felt her push her pubic bone against my thigh and rub against me. Gently I rolled her onto her back and started to run my strong hands from her ribs and then to her waist; to her hips and back up again. My hand found its way to her belly and I started kissing her collarbone and shoulders. I wanted Amber to feel like candy, I wanted her to feel indulged and savored as if by a connoisseur. I kissed her nipples and massaged her breasts. Slowly I could feel the heat in her body rising; her desire was building. I moved between her legs and started kissing her thighs. I could smell her fragrance and I was turned on by the smells, taste and look of her. I kissed the outer lips of her vagina and was greeted with another deep moan. I plunged my tongue into her and her moans grew louder. I suckled her clit and she pulled wildly at my hair. I was ready to enter her ... and I could tell, she wanted me inside of her as well. I gathered Amber in my arms, feeling my erection pushing against her vaginal opening. I could feel her moving her hips, trying to push herself onto my cock resting at her pussy. Her eyes were wide and glazed with the evening's passion. Her voice was but a whisper now, "Please Sir ... please enter me. Sir!" Slowly I pushed into her, continuing on until I had completely filled her hungry cunt. I held myself in her as deep as I could. Holding her head in my hands, I looked into her eyes and whispered, "Listen to me ... listen to me. Close your eyes." Amber's eyes fluttered shut. "Take your mind and move to your belly. Go inside of yourself. Feel me in you." I thrust harder against her pubic bone. Amber whimpered. "Feel me! Feel how it fills you. Feel how your pussy wraps itself around my hard cock. Feel how full you are." Amber's body started to tremble. "Feel me ... feel the climax building inside. Concentrate on how I feel inside of you. Feel how good it feels. Feel me pull out." As I withdrew, I heard her whimper. Once the head of my cock was at the beginning of her opening, I started to push myself into her again. "Feel it enter you. Feel it fill you. Feel it. Think of nothing else." When I was completely inside of Amber again, I kissed her lips. Holding the kiss, I withdrew and then pushed myself into her once more. When we broke our kiss, I leaned next to her ear and whispered, "Cum ... cum now ....." I felt as her pussy tightened around me and her body started to shake. She started to scream as her orgasm wracked her body and I began to move in and out of her quickly. Faster and faster I drove into her. Once more I whispered into her ear, "Cum now ... cum for me now!" Amber's body was shaking and I continued my onslaught. Her hips tilted up to receive me; I could feel her body allowing me deeper and deeper access into her womb. Once more I commanded her to cum and once more her body was wracked with passion. I could feel my time was drawing closer. I felt that Amber was ready ... she was ready to acknowledge that she was a sub; that she was now my sub and would do anything to reach the sexual bliss that she was experiencing now. Whispering in her ear again, I asked her, "Who is your Master?" Her answer came quickly, shouted out as I continued to drive myself into her. "You are ... oh Master ... you are." "Open your eyes ... look into my eyes." Amber's eyes fluttered open and she looked directly into mine. "I want you to cum with me ... do you want to feel me cum in you ..." "Oh God yes ... Master ... please cum ...." "Look at me ... don't close your eyes," I commanded. I felt my climax building and as I filled her with my climax, I commanded her once more to climax; climax with me. Amber screamed as I thrust as deep into her as I could. Her body shook and trembled and I wrapped my arms around her. She was crying now, weeping from the intense feelings which surged through her body. I held her as she cried. How long we laid there I have no idea. I think part of her tears were for a failed marriage. Some of the tears were from the past couple of days and the problem she was having with her house. I was sure that there were other reasons for her tears and now that she was so exhausted, all of her feelings were riding at the surface. I wanted Amber to realize that being a sub was so much more than just being spanked, or tied up, or having to address me in the proper way. I wanted Amber to realize the trust she had given me was not taken without any understanding on my part of what she was giving me. Finally Amber gave a great shudder and settled into my arms. I kissed her forehead and in soft low tones, started to talk to her, "Thank you little one ... thank you for reminding me how lonely I had become. Thank you for this evening. Tomorrow I will see to it that your house problems are solved ... quickly and as inexpensively as possible. A lot of people around here owe me a lot of favors. A Master is expected to treat his slave well." I moved my hand down across her back and pushed against her bottom. Her pubic bone pushed against my thigh again. "Did you like what you felt?" "Oh yes ... yes Master ...' "Then you want it to happen again ...?" Her eyes grew wide, realization swept through her .... Realization that there was a possibility she would never experience what had happened again. "Oh yes ... please ... Master, I will do anything ... " I was amused by her fear; what Amber didn't realize was I needed her just as much as she needed me. If she thought she was addicted to our play, I was just as addicted. I would let her think I was her Master, but in reality, she was my Master ... I would do anything to be allowed to show her the heights of passions she had experienced this evening. As she slept, I held her. I was happy. I was complete now. ~~~ Amber Though Amber was lost in sleep, she could still feel someone rubbing her back. Even in dream land, she knew she shouldn't be getting aroused again, especially after all Adam had shown her. As satisfied as she knew she was at this moment, those hands rubbing over her back, was beginning to work their magic on her. She pressed herself against him as he massaged her back and she felt the firm body holding her. She knew who was touching her, even through the fog of sleep that still held her. She couldn't resist moaning lightly as his touches continued and he felt so good. She felt him push her over so she was laying on her back, even as she was still struggled to stay asleep, she wanted to be awake for him as well. She was rewarded with his hands running over her, from her chest, down over her stomach and over her hips. She considered how erotic it was to be awakened in such a tender way; how her body responded to him even as her mind was still waking up. She felt soft kisses working down from her collarbone and shoulders until they became his mouth sucking on her already stiffened nipples. The fog covering her tired mind started to fade as the pleasure of his suckling her nipples brought her body's excitement up and she felt a mixture of joy and wonder over how he could make her feel so much. When he stopped suckling and kissing her breasts, she felt him shift around on the bed. She hoped that he wasn't leaving her with this ache he had brought back to life inside her. It really wasn't until she felt the softest of kisses around her pussy that she realized he was merely attempting to drive her further into her excitement and she moaned. When he plunged his tongue deep inside her she cried out with joy and it was all she needed to push her over the edge into full awakening. When he suckled on her clit, pulling it inside his mouth, Amber felt she would soon shatter into orgasm again and wondered how she could stand the pleasure of it if she did. As he licked and sucked on her pussy, it struck her that he still hadn't been inside her and she knew without a doubt, he would be inside of her this time. Her excitement grew larger, and she realized that she wanted nothing more than to feel the heat of him buried deep inside her self. Amber had already learned that Adam would do things at his own pace so it would do no good to voice her thoughts right now, but as he moved up her body and when she could feel the heat of his cock resting at her moist opening, she could resist no longer. Opening her eyes and looking at him she whispered, "Please Sir...Please enter me, Sir!" hoping that he could see how much she really wanted him to be inside of her; that he would see in her eyes and hear in her words she wanted him to make them one. Whether he sensed how badly she needed him to fill her or if he just didn't want to wait any longer, Amber was never certain, but slowly she felt him enter her, connecting his body to hers. She wondered how she had lived so long without feeling him inside of her; she gained so much pleasure from just his cock buried deep inside her, deep inside of her as he could fill her. She heard him talking softly, "Listen to me ... listen to me. Close your eyes." She did as told and he then continued. "Take your mind and move to your belly. Go inside of yourself. Feel me in you." And she could feel him push into her a little further, surprising her that she could still take more of him inside herself; but he felt so good to her she didn't want to complain. Still he talked to her, in that comforting yet demanding voice she was coming to know so well, "Feel me! Feel how it fills you. Feel how your pussy wraps itself around my hard cock. Feel how full you are." She did feel it, and she enjoyed it. Amber wanted it to go on forever, even as much as she felt the urge to cum once more building inside her and she still half believed her orgasm could put an end to it. Amber felt her body trembling with both the need to cum and not wanting to cum, and still Adam spoke to her, "Feel me ... feel the climax building inside. Concentrate on how I feel inside of you. Feel how good it feels. Feel me pull out." When he said the words "pull out" she felt him moving to pull himself from inside her, and she almost cried out. Every little bit he seemed to pull out left her with an emptiness that seemed almost unbearable. Her body missed him being inside her, even knowing that he would return to fill her once more. She almost cried in relief as he did continue talking, "Feel it enter you. Feel it fill you. Feel it. Think of nothing else." And she felt Adam push himself back home inside her. When he kissed her while buried deeply inside her, Amber felt sure that it was the most intimate thing she had ever experienced. As he moved inside her while kissing her she corrected her first thought, "Surely it can't be more intimate than this" she wondered to herself. Then he broke the kiss and whispered in her ear, "Cum ... cum now ....." Amber was shocked slightly by the intensity of feelings that swept through her so swiftly after hearing those words. As Adam said them, her body pulsed around his cock and she was lost to the pleasure of her orgasm. Amber couldn't hold back the scream, giving voice to her pleasure as he began to thrust into her faster, over and over, pulling himself out and then pushing back inside her deeply; pushing back into her even before she had come down from her peak. Just as Amber thought that she was finally calming down, he whispered again, "Cum now ... cum for me now!" and she began her journey once more. Amber soared with pleasure she had never imagined possible. Her body was like a tightly wound coil, just needing him to tell it what he wanted for it to do. Amber just rode it out, trying to help him reach his peak, wanting him deeper inside herself, and moving with him to try and allow him to fill her as deeply as he could. Once more he demanded her to cum, and her body responded as if it was her first orgasm and she once more reveled in the knowledge that only he could give her so much pleasure. She felt Adam picking up the pace slightly and she wondered if he was nearing his climax. She heard him ask, "Who is your Master?" and without thought she confessed to him, "You are ... oh Master ... you are." "Open your eyes ... look into my eyes." He demanded, and she did so readily. He continued thrusting into her and told her, "I want you to cum with me ... do you want to feel me cum in you ..." All Amber could think to say was, "Oh God yes ... Master ... please cum ...." hoping to urge him on and show him how much she really wanted it. "Look at me ... don't close your eyes," he demanded, and she had to resist the urge to close her eyes as the pleasure of knowing he would soon fill her with his climax. When he released himself inside of Amber, she would have known it even without him telling her to cum with him. She felt the heat of his climax entering her, even as she rode out her own orgasm. She felt his heat reaching deeply into her womb, and her eyes filled with tears over the knowledge he had just shared that part of himself with her. She also cried for the pleasure she had just so recently found, and all the pleasure she had missed out in the past. She cried for the new found friend; the man whom she would call Master. She cried for all the things that had gone wrong in the past and all the things that were going to go right in the future. The emotional and physical emotions finally catching up to her and she was unable to stop it; and she wasn't sure that she wanted to. Eventually, she settled down and Amber wasn't sure how long it had taken. It could have been minutes or it could have been hours, but still yet Adam held her. She wasn't sure she would ever have the ability to thank him for all the things he had made her feel tonight. She knew when Adam finally realized that the worst of her "emotional rollercoaster" was over because he started speaking to her again. He thanked her and promised her he would see about getting her house fixed as cheaply and quickly as possible. She had been touched when he called her little one, the endearment sounding so sweet upon her ears, but what really had gotten to her most was when he said, "A Master is expected to treat his slave well." She was surprised at how possessive that sounded those few words full of promises and she had no doubt he meant what he had told her. She knew she really wanted for things to continue and she felt he was telling her he felt the same way. In all her reading and fantasizing, she had never really felt sure she would want to be considered a slave, yet when he told her she was not his salve, she was happy he considered her that way. It touched her in ways she would never fully be able to describe to herself, much less anyone else. Adam pulled her closer and she felt her mound push against his thigh and she was slightly embarrassed to find her body responding. Even as totally satisfied as she was, she could still feel the heat inside her just waiting to be fanned to flame again. "Did you like what you felt?" he asked. Adam and Amber Ch. 02 Amber wondered slightly why he felt he needed to ask. "Hadn't he seen her response to him? Felt her orgasms that shocked even her self?" she considered asking. Instead she chose to encourage him, let him know she had, "Oh yes ... yes Master ..." "Then you want it to happen again ...?" Amber questioned silently "How could he think she wouldn't?" Maybe she had been wrong after all and his statement didn't mean he considered her his now. What if he was just simply thanking for giving him tonight and didn't mean for it to continue as she had hoped?" she continued thinking to herself. "I must convince him I want ... no need, to be with him again." Her mind filled with conflicting thoughts faster than she was fully able to process them all. Amber decided to simply say, "Oh yes ... please ... Master, I will do anything ..." and with all her body and mind, she hoped he was as convinced of it as she was. They each lay there for a while longer holding one another, her mind still filled with thoughts of all he had made her feel tonight. Each thought convincing her more she did truly need for Adam to continue to be a part of her life in this new found and wonderful way. The only true way she could describe what she was feeling at this moment was simply, "complete". For the first time in her life she was where she belonged. She drifted off to sleep for a little while, though she wasn't sure how long. When she awoke she was happy to find she was still held in Adam's embrace. He was snoring lightly beside her and she smiled at how intimate of a picture the two of them created. She really hated to end the magic they had created but Amber felt an insistent urge building in her bladder. She was surprised that considering as many times as he had made her cum, and as hard as those orgasms had been, this particular urge hadn't hit long before now. She began wiggling a little bit, trying to get out of his arms without disturbing him. Adam woke up and asked her what was wrong. Blushing, she knew she wouldn't be able to control her urge much longer, and with a deep sigh she told him, "I'm sorry, but I really need to go and use the bathroom." even as she was pulling herself away from him and rushing quickly towards the bathroom. Amber fled to the bathroom, not even caring she was naked. Nor did she really care that as she dashed into the bathroom she could hear him chuckling.