2 comments/ 27462 views/ 3 favorites Angela Learns Some New Games By: Xantu This is a continuation of Angela and Devin's story. You can read more about Angela and Devin in my other submissions. They are written out of time sequence, but each story can stand alone. Chronologically this encounter occurs immediately after "Angela Learns the Rules". * Angela and Devin get out of the city for a little outdoor games, and then a little more fun once they get back home. Devin teaches Angela about back door fun. Angela woke alone in her bed. She smiled and stretched thinking about last night. The night before they had sat together in her bed playing backgammon for hours. He slaughtered her over and over, at the same time telling her strategy and coaching her moves. Every time he won he would kiss her senseless. When she complained that is was not fair, that he was too good and she would never win, he just laughed cruelly and kissed her more. When he finally said it was late and picked up the game to leave, she was vibrating with lust. She had pleaded with him to come back and kiss her more, but he arched his brow and told her to, "Learn to play better, then maybe you could claim a reward of your choosing." "Baby, my internal clock is all fucked up with all the travel I do. I would never get any sleep in here with you all horny. See you in the morning. Oh, and Angela, don't masturbate tonight." She had fallen asleep faster than she had expected. Smiling and stretching she got up and went in to pee. Looking in the mirror she grimaced at her hair, it was a wild tangle from her sleeping on it loose. Sighing she picked up her brush and sat down, grabbing a handful she began to work at the tangles. She was about half done when Devin came into her room. "Good morning." He had a cup of coffee in his hand. Putting it down on the counter he said, "For you." "Thank you, Sir." "How long will it take you to get showered and dressed? I want to go check out a property today. Its out of the city. I thought it might be fun to have a change of scenery." "I can be ready in less than a half hour if I hurry. But Sir, I don't have anything to wear. All I have here is my business suit." "Put that on for now and we will stop by your place so you can change. It would be a good idea if you grab a few outfits to keep here while you are there. Oh and you can get that vibrator when we are there." Angela turned scarlet. She had confessed buying the toy and now he insisted she bring it to his apartment. She wished she had never bought it, cursing her curiosity. Angela had opted to leave her hair in a braid for quickness sake and quickly showered. Soon they were both dressed, Devin in worn jeans and a heavy work shirt, a jacket under his arm, and riding down on the elevator. Angela smiled in happiness when she saw Avery standing beside Devin's town car, talking with Sergio. Avery practically squealed with delight when he caught sight of her, coming over and giving her a big hug he whispered in her ear, "You look radiant, he must be treating you right." Angela giggled and nodded. Turning to Devin he said, "The food you wanted is in a cooler in the trunk, and the jet is ready and waiting." Angela's ears perked up at the mention of a jet. Where the hell was this property anyway? "Mr. Devinikos, where is this property you wanted me to look at with you?" Devin laughed, "Not too far, we should be there in an hour or so, once we are in the air." At her apartment Devin restlessly paced, openly looking through her stuff, while she pulled on her favorite pair of jeans and a soft blouse. "Wear a sweater and bring a coat. It might be windy." She quickly packed a spare set of jeans and blouse, some workout clothes for the gym, and a fresh business suit. She also packed her special new shampoo and conditioners. Devin was in her bedroom holding the big vibrator grinning when she came back from the bathroom. She shrieked in embarrassment and covered her face. "I love the way you blush. I can see why this caught your attention, knowing how much you love cock." Angela steeled herself, she was quickly learning to recognize when Devin was in a playful mood, and he definitely liked to play rough. "It reminded me of you. It certainly made me call out your name, over and over." If he wanted to play she was going to do her best to go along with the game. "You will have to show me." "Now?" Angela knew that if he was going to make her play with the big cock shaped dildo, she would have to do it, no matter how embarrassed she was. Her face was flaming hot. She could feel the blushes spreading clear down her chest clear to her nipples, turning them into hard aching nubs. "Tempting but I have a jet waiting on the runway, that is not cheap. We will have to do this later." He dropped the vibrator into her suitcase, he closed the lid and urged her out the door. The jet was waiting. They had priority for take off and were in the air minutes after boarding. Once up in the air Devin got some pastries and fruit juice out of the cooler and they ate a light breakfast as they flew south along the coast. "Are you going to tell me where we are going?" "There is a nice piece of coastal property in southern Virginia I want to look at. It is several hundred acres. It is a prime location for a small convention, corporate retreat facility with a private golf course. It is one of the last undeveloped pieces of land of that size in that area. Even if I don't build anything it would be a good investment. I have some inside information that I can get a really good deal on it if I buy it now. The jet landed smoothly at a small airport. Angela was surprised to see that there was no buildings around the landing strip, just a few cars parked and several smaller propeller planes tethered along one side. Devin greeted a man and got some papers from him. Pointing at a Jeep, he ordered her, "Climb in, you are the navigator." He handed her a computer print out of some maps and a larger topographical map. "It should be only about 30 miles, you tell me where to turn. Oh, keep an eye out to make sure I don't forget and drive on the wrong side of the road." Angela looked up in alarm to see him laughing. She wailed in mock terror and covered her eyes. Devin drove faster than Angela was comfortable with but he had marvelous control of the wheel. She focused on the maps and gave him directions as the many turns came up. Soon they were driving on unmarked farm roads past fields of grass with horses and livestock grazing alternating with small patches of trees. It was a beautiful clear morning, early in the fall with just a few of the leaves begin change color. Soon they came to a locked gate, Devin unlocked the gate, and moved the car through, locking the gate behind them. The road was a narrow dirt lane between trees. After about a half mile they came to a clearing with the foundation of long ago burned house next to it. The lonely broken stub of a chimney stood in the center of the low stone walls. It was amazingly silent and still as Angela got out of the Jeep. She had been so used to the roar and movement of the city, it felt like she had entered into magical place. The sun filtered through the trees surrounding the abandoned home site, a flock of tiny brown birds flitted across the sky over their heads. Angela took a deep breath, tasting the smell of the earth, decaying leaves, and a hint of salt ocean air. She walked silently to where a tangle of neglected roses grew around what had been the front door of the house and leaned down and picked a late rose bud, holding it to her face inhaling the soft sweet smell. Devin's voice sounded loud in the stillness. "The seller told me there was a trail going to the beach, lets walk out there." Angela nodded silently, reluctant to disturb the silence any more than necessary. The trail was easy to find and they picked their way through the little stand of trees surrounding the home site and into a wide clear field. She could see dunes in the distance and for the first time heard the soft crash and surge of ocean waves. They stopped and stood at the top of the dunes looking down at the long stretch of white sand. A flock of white gulls glided along on rigid wings, patrolling for the the beach. Angela felt the ocean breeze tease at her curls. Devin moved up behind her and put his arms around her. Angela sighed and leaned back against his chest. "Oh Sir, I had forgotten how tiring it is in the city. Its so peaceful here." He leaned down and pressed his lips against the corner of her neck, Angela sighed and tipped her head revealing more of her neck to him. He kissed her neck again, opening his mouth, running his tongue up and nibbling her ear. Breathing a second deep shuddering sigh of pleasure, she resisted the urge to touch him, forcing her hands to hang relaxed at her sides. His hands suddenly rough and insistent, he pulled her to face him. Seizing her face in his hands he took her mouth with his, his lips hard and demanding, his tongue diving deep into hers. Angela hummed a soft deep moan of excitement. When he released her mouth, his voice was deep and harsh, "Take off your shirt, I want to see your tits." Taking a step back so he could see her better, Angela unbuttoned her cardigan and shrugged it off. Looking directly into his eyes she unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it to the ground. Standing before him in her bra, she reached behind her and unhooked it and let it fall to the ground. She stood before him, her breasts trembling with her breath, the cool wind caressing her skin making her nipples tighten. Devin smiled darkly, his eyes devouring her. Stepping closer he picked up her blouse and slipped it back up her arms. Leaving it unbuttoned he tied it under her breasts, leaving them completely exposed. Then taking her bra, he used it to tie her hands behind her. "Nice." Turning her he leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking it deep into his mouth, pulling hard. The simultaneous sharp pangs of pleasure and pain shot through her making her flinch and gasp. "I love your tits. I could play with them for hours." Switching to her other breast, he began suck and jerk on her with his mouth, forcing moans and whimpers from her lips. It seemed like an eternity of her standing looking out at the beautiful beach, letting the waves of pleasure spread across her when he stood and pulled her face close to his. His face dark and frightening. "Angela, I want you to run away from me. I want you to do everything in your power to fight me off. No matter what happens I want you to resist everything I do to you until I say 'Game Over'. The only rule is no biting. Do you understand?" Still somewhat dazed, she nodded and turned, running inland toward the fields and woods beyond. It was hard to move very quickly with her hands behind her but she was quickly freeing her hands from the lace and elastic of her brassier. He waited a few seconds and charged after her. He had almost caught her when she tore her hands free. She dodged quickly to one side. She was surprised to see he could run faster than her, but she was more agile and quicker in acceleration. When she could hear him closing on her she could quickly change direction and gain some distance, but he was getting closer at every turn. She shrieked as she felt him shove her hard between the shoulder blades. She over balanced and tumbled onto the soft grass. She rolled quickly to her feet but before she could run again he had a vice like grip on her wrist. She twisted around and struck blindly at him with her free hand. He laughed delightedly, blocked her blow and deftly grabbed her wrist on her second swing. "Got you now, bitch." Slipping his foot behind her ankles he pushed sharply and went down with her trapping her on the ground. He straddled her, pinning her hands. She squealed and squirmed trying to throw him off. Smiling evilly, he leaned down and began to suck on a nipple. She shrieked and arched trying to turn over on her stomach. He let her turn but at the same time he quickly turned and sat on her facing her feet, holding her tightly between his knees. He reached under her, unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. "I'm going to fuck you so hard." He began to slowly push her jeans and panties down her hips, then her thighs. She fought him every inch, holding her legs together, trying to bring her knees up. He stopped and pulled off his belt, doubled it and smacked it hard across her ass cheeks. She yelled and bucked under him. He struck again and again until she lay weeping and sobbing under him. He pushed her pants off along with her shoes in one long shove. He looked down at her scarlet ass cheeks and ran his fingers down the crack of her butt and pressed at her small virgin asshole. She shrieked and fought, clenching her ass cheeks tight against his exploring finger. "I am so going to fuck your ass." She wailed in terror. "But sadly not today, maybe tomorrow." Sliding down further he slid his fingers into her. "Your cunt is so wet, you want me to fuck you don't you." Angela wailed, "Yes, Yes I want you to fuck me. I always want you to fuck me." Devin reached behind him and grabbed her long braid and stood up. Holding her hair firmly in one hand he began to unbutton his pants. She tried to stand but he gave her a firm shake with her hair. She dropped to her knees, swaying, holding onto his wrists to ease the pull on her hair. He could tell she was starting to over load, not fighting at all, just trying to survive. Pushing her onto her back he pinned her hands above her head and began to push into her. She half heartedly tried to avoid his entry, but it was too late, he plunged into her deep. Her hips betrayed her, tipping and surging up meeting his thrust. He growled into her ear, "OK, baby game over. I win. Lets just fuck now." Laying still, impaling her to the hilt, he pulled her face to his. At first she turned her face from him, still sobbing, trying to catch her breath. "Kiss me, baby." Blindly she turned her face to him, her lips tremulous under his, her mouth soft and passive. He kissed her softly, his mouth gently insistent demanding her response. He began to stroke deep and slow. Angela moaned a soft moan, her tongue creeping to meet his, her hips rocking and pumping to meet his thrusts. He could feel her tension building her body tensing and shaking, her moans deepening to groans, her cunt tensing. "Oh god Sir, fuck me, fuck me hard." "Turn over, baby. Lets finish this right." "Oh yes." Angela turned to her hands and knees. He gripped her hips and began to plunge deep and hard. "Oh fuck yes." Angela arched and screamed as she began to come, her body convulsing in long shudders of ecstasy. His hands gripped her hips, and growled deep in his throat as he slammed deep into her. She screamed again as he pumped her full of his hot come. It took a long time for Angela to stop trembling and spasming as he gently moved against her, easing each of them back down to reality. He gently kissed the back of her neck. "Baby, are you OK?" "I wasn't expecting that. It was pretty intense." "I like to play rape sometimes, it appeals to the brute in me." "It was brutal. I am all dirty and I am getting cold." "Part of the fun, baby. Lets go find your clothes. I have some water in the car. We can try and clean up a little." He stood and helped her to her feet. She was a mess, her skin covered in dirt and grass stains, her hair coming out of its braid, tangled and full of grass. Her hands were shaking so hard she had trouble pulling on her panties and jeans. He quickly pulled on his clothes and knelt and tied her shoes. It took a bit of searching to find her bra and when he untangled the knots they found the back hooks had torn off. She made a sad face and put the scrap of lace in her pocket. "Don't be sad baby, use it for an excuse to go shopping and spend some more of my money." "Don't think I won't." Picking up her cardigan, she pulled off her soiled blouse and buttoned up the soft sweater over her bare breasts, jumping and shivering as the wool scraped softly across her nipples. "Wow, that tickles." He chuckled and reached under her sweater and pinched her nipples. She giggled, "Brute." He pulled her to him, holding her gently. Tipping her face up to him, he kissed her softly. "You did a good job playing that game with me. It takes a lot of trust not to panic. I am very pleased with you." Angela melted into him sighing, her voice soft, "I love you." "I know Baby, lets go back to the car and clean up a little and get something to eat." Back at the Jeep, Angela used a bottle of water and her cotton blouse to wash her face and hands. She used her fingers to pick the worst of the grass out of her hair and pulled it into a tangled ponytail rather than fighting it back into a braid. Devin spread a blanket in the quiet little clearing next to the Jeep and opened the cooler and got out some sealed plastic containers. "Come sit, beautiful." He pulled her down beside him. Opening some containers of chicken salad, cherry tomatoes, olives, and a loaf of crusty French bread, he began to eat, feeding her bites. Finishing up with soft rich chocolate brownies, he kissed away a stray crumb from the corner of her mouth. "We need to head back soon." "Do you think you will buy this place?" "It would be a good investment, even if I never develop it. I could turn around and resell it for a decent profit as is." "I like it here." "Nice memories?" "Brute." Angela dozed on the flight home, only waking when her ears popped on the decent into the city. She was not looking forward to being seen covered in dirt and grass stains but she knew there was no solution other than holding her head high and ignoring curious looks. Sergio drove them to Devin's apartment. It was a busy late Saturday afternoon and Angela could feel curious eyes on her as she got out to the town car. Slipping her hand through Devin's arm she stared straight ahead, a soft smile on her lips. Once inside his door, she started giggling. "Next time you want to play in the dirt, tell me to pack a change of clothes. No offense, Sir." "Go take a shower." "Yes Sir." Walking into her room Angela spotted her suitcase on the foot of her bed. Opening it she pulled out her special shampoo and conditioners. Stripping off her clothes she stepped into the shower. It took some serious scrubbing to remove the grass stains from her knees, the water stung the many tiny scrapes and abrasions on her legs and arms. Carefully leaning over and lifting her legs one at a time she shaved her pussy lips smooth, shivering a delicious quiver as she stoked her fingers across the silky soft skin. Then she washed her hair and let the conditioner soak in. It took quite a while to comb the tangles and the last of the grass out of her clean wet hair. She braided it wet rather than take the time to blow dry it. Devin was looking through her suitcase when she walked out into the bedroom. "Looking for something?" "Just stealing your underwear." "Do you think it will fit you?" Devin chuckled evilly and held up the vibrator. "Or maybe this?" Angela could feel her face turning scarlet and the heat slowly spreading down her chest. She swallowed nervously and forced herself to look him in the eye and tried to smile a brazen smile. She cursed herself silently as her lips began to tremble. His grin grew broader and more predatory as he watched her grow more nervous. He beckoned her to come closer. "Come here, Baby." Angela moved to stand close in front of him, avoiding looking at him or the big cock shaped vibrator in his hand. "Look at me." Angela looked up at his face, he was still smiling but his eyes were calculating. She nervously licked her lips. He lifted the dildo and touched it to her mouth, rubbing it slowly along her lower lip She could feel the soft latex covering, a long nervous shiver shook her. Angela Learns Some New Games "You said you would show me." Angela nervously nodded a jerky bob of her head, and reached up and placed her hand over his holding the vibrator and opened her mouth and began to lick it slowly and sensually, her eyes locked on his. Her other hand slowly reached up and began to rub across her nipples. Her voice was soft, "I usually lie down when I fuck myself." "Show me." Her eyes still on his as he stood at the foot of the bed, Angela moved to the bed and positioned herself close to him, with her knees up and spread. She continued to lick the dildo and began to pinch and pull at her nipples. Slowly she slid the plastic cock into her mouth, sucking it, moving it in and out slowly, moaning a soft wanton whimper. She pulled it out of her mouth and began to rub it across her nipples, for the first time pushing the little button on the base, turning on its lowest vibration setting. She moved a hand down to her cunt, softly running her finger through the thick curls and then softly stroking the smooth outer lips. Spreading open her cunt lips she traced her fingers lower and dipped into the heated wetness and lifted the damp finger up to her mouth and licked off the rich sweetness, for the first time letting her eyes close. Pushing the button on the vibrator to increase the vibrations she slowly slid it down her stomach to her cleft. As it first touched her, she groaned and spasmed. She lifted it away and then touched herself again, shuddering in pleasure, her breathing deeper and faster. She teased herself with the tip of the vibrator for endless minutes, until her hips were moving in rhythmic lunges. Pushing the button quickly twice turning it on its highest setting she groaned out, "Fuck me. Fuck me please." and thrust it hard into her cunt and squealed in delight. She began thrusting the dildo into herself hard and fast, rubbing hard at her clit with her other hand and came hard, groaning and jerking as her cunt spasmed around the plastic cock buried deep inside her. She turned off the vibrations but continued to move the toy in and out slowly, sighing as she began to relax. Opening her eyes she looked up at him. He was standing statue still with one hand wrapped around a bedpost. Angela could see his knuckles were white. Finally she pulled it out and lifting it to her mouth and licked off the juices covering it. Her voice was hoarse, "Is that what you wanted to see?" He had to clear his throat. "That was one hell of a show. Do always fuck yourself like that?" "Lets just say I was inspired by my audience." Devin pulled off his robe and pajama pants, his erection standing hard and proud. "I am so going to fuck your brains out." "I would hate to think my performance would go unrewarded." Devin took the vibrator from her hand and looking at her grinned evilly and began to play with the buttons. He turned it on its highest setting and touched it to her cunt, rubbing it across her clit. She flinched and yelled, the strong stimulus excruciating, "Oh fuck, thats too much. Oh god Sir, stop." She tried to push the vibrator away. Devin froze and looked up at her a strange look on his face. "Stop?" Dread filled her as she realized she had used one of her safe words by accident, that she has been disobedient. "Um... Oh god... No don't stop... I am sorry. I forgot." "We will talk later. Get on your knees." Angela moved up and grasped the bar at the head of the bed and raised her ass. He pushed himself deep into her and pushed the vibrator hard against her cunt. Angela screamed and jerked, the sensation agonizing. It took every ounce of her will to not fight against him, to stay still as he pressed the harshly buzzing vibrator directly on her clit. Suddenly she was coming, her orgasm blindingly hard, a deep grunting groan ripped from her throat. He began to thrust hard, continuing to hold the vibrator against her, forcing her orgasm to extend and build, shaking her with endless spasms of ecstasy. Then she was silent, her body rigid and shaking as all the sensation peaked and exploded, she made a soft surprised sound as a red light exploded inside her head and then blackness took her. Devin shook his head as he found himself holding her limp in his hands. He dropped the vibrator and gave her an impatient shake. "God damn it, Angela. Wake up. No sleeping on the job." She shook her head and struggled up onto her knees, swaying half awake. "Thats better. Hold on baby, we are almost done." She nodded and braced herself, her voice foggy and far away, "Yes Sir." He held her hips and moved against her with deep and long strokes. Soon he could feel the tension building in his thighs and balls. He fought to hold his climax and slapped her ass hard. "Turn around bitch and open your mouth." Gripping her hips and spinning her to face him, he grabbed her hair, forced himself deep into her throat and exploded. Angela gagged and swallowed, come leaking out of the corners of her mouth. He kept his grip in her hair and held her face to his cock, as she sucked the last drops from him. "Stay down there. Just hold me in your mouth." He lay there, savoring the warmth of her mouth, thinking about what punishment he should use for her use of the safe word. Gripping her hair he pulled her away from him and said coldly, "Go in the bathroom and wash yourself and wash off that fucking dildo too." She whimpered and scooted out of the bed, grabbing the vibrator and hurried into the bathroom. She scrubbed the plastic and then washed her cunt with trembling hands. When she returned to the bedroom he was standing dressed in his pajama bottoms and robe. "Kneel." She dropped to her knees. "Don't move." And he walked out. He was not gone long. He brought in a travel alarm clock and sat it on the floor in front of her knees. "You will remain kneeling here for two hours. You will spend that two hours contemplating your error. You will not move until the two hours are up. After two hours you will go into your bathroom. You will find disposable enemas under your sink. You will give yourself an enema. You will return here and kneel for thirty more minutes and then go into the bathroom and give yourself a second enema. After that you may go to bed. In the morning I will come and talk to you about your punishment. Angela nodded, tears in her eyes, and looked down at the clock. The first tear ran down her face and splashed on her thigh. Angela knelt watching the hands of the clock tick slowly, each minute seeming like and hour. She thought endlessly. How could she have been so stupid. The intense vibrations directly on her clit so soon after her orgasm had been so much more than she had expected, more than she could bear without warning. But she should never had said 'stop'. She stopped crying before the first hour was done. Her knees were aching and her thighs trembling in fatigue by the time the second hour was done. She got up and staggered a bit, trying to get feeling back into her legs. She walked into the bathroom and got out the enema and read the directions. As she sat on the toilet and emptied her bowels she began to cry again. The next thirty minutes seemed to take longer than the previous two hours, tears slowly running down her cheeks. She had nothing left to give with the second enema. She washed herself and climbed into her bed and pulled a blanket over her. She did not fall asleep for a long time. She woke suddenly, aware of him standing over her. She flinched and scrambled to the floor and knelt. "What do you have to say for yourself." "Sir, I was wrong. I was weak. I was not paying attention. I apologize for my error. I will strive to improve. I will accept my punishment and learn from it." "Well said. You always have the right to say for me to 'stop', but to use it frivolously is not permitted. It questions my right to do what I choose to do. Now stand up and lean over and grab the bedpost. When you are ready tell me and don't forget to count." Angela whimpered and stood. She grasped the bedpost in both hands and leaned over sharply at the waist, spreading her legs. Her voice shook with terror. "Ready, Sir." Devon walked over to the bureau and pulled out a cane. He walked back and slowly stroked it over her ass cheeks. He lifted it and brought it down sharply. Angela jumped and gasped. "Thank you, Sir. One." She took a deep breath and said. "Ready, Sir." The second blow was harder and wrung a deep sob from her. "Thank you, Sir. Ready, Sir." On the third blow, she screamed. It took her three deep breaths to say, "Thank you, Sir. Three" She had to breath twice more before telling him she was ready. By the fifth blow she sagged to her knees, sobbing. "Thank you sir, five." She pulled herself to her feet and said "Ready Sir." He did not strike her again, running his hand across her welted ass, "That is enough. Come here." He pulled her up into his arms and held her as long trembles shook her. He picked her up and laid her on the bed and lay down next to her, pulling her to lay against his chest. "You say you will strive to improve, how do you intend to do that." "Sir, I you have a genius for surprising me. You catch me with my guard down. I need to improve on my focus and my awareness of my role at all times, especially those times I am most vulnerable, like after orgasm or when I am embarrassed. The word 'stop' presents a special challenge for me, if I lose focus it is a word that I could easily use by accident. It is the word you chose for me; so I think the lesson you want me to learn is one of focus. Deep inside myself I need to stay focused on my duty to stay calm and alert at all times no matter what we are doing, no matter what surprise you have in store for me." "You are correct about my choice of the word 'stop'. It is simple to remember and use for someone new to submission and it is a challenge and test for you as you progress and face more difficult tests. And you are right about me liking to surprise you.' "My life has been one long string of surprises lately, wonderful surprises." "It just keeps getting better." He pulled her to him and pressed his lips down on hers, gentle at first soon his kiss became deep and demanding, his tongue exploring deep into her mouth. Angela moaned a soft moan of anticipation and pressed the length of her body to him. "Time for another surprise. I hope you like it because it is going to be something you will be doing a lot." "I like pleasing you." "Go get ankle and wrist shackles and put them on and get four silk straps." Soon he had her hands tied above her head, not tight at all, just holding her hands up and away. Her hips were right at the edge of the foot of the bed. He tied her legs extending straight up and spread, lifting her hips a few inches off the bed. Standing at the foot of the bed he ground his groin against her ass. "Perfect." Angela shivered a nervous shudder, making her hips sway. Once again she knew he was going to take her somewhere she knew she wanted to go, but she had no idea what to expect. He did not seem to be in a talkative mood. He smiled at her, "You look nice, want to see?" She looked at him puzzled, and nodded cautiously. "Be right back, don't go anywhere." He was back soon carrying a video camera on a tripod. He quickly attached a couple of wires and plugged it in and turned it on. She could see herself on the television. Angela felt a wave of apprehension, "Please Sir, are you recording this?" Devin laughed evilly. "I could if you want, but the plan was sort of a high tech mirror. Plus I can monitor you from my room if I decide to leave you tied alone." Angela nodded, relieved, not sure how she felt about being recorded. She looked curiously at the image on the TV screen. The angle was from behind her. She could see her legs lifted and spread wide with her ass and cunt exposed, vulnerable and waiting. The welts from the caning were clearly visible. She could see her blushing face looking over her breasts. She felt a rush of nervous excitement. "Enjoy the show." "If you insist." Devin left again. This time he was gone for a few minutes. Angela stretched an tested the range of movement available to her. Most of her weight was on her shoulders and upper back, so she did not feel a great deal of strain on her legs but she could feel the pull on her knees and hips. She could move her hips around with all the range of movement she could when she was not bound. There was an odd tendency to swing back and forth when she moved. Devin came back in. "Testing your bonds?" "Just checking to see how much I can move." He moved to stand between her legs, running his hands down the inside of her thighs. "I will be doing most of the moving, baby." Bumping roughly against her with his groin. Angela felt a wave of fear. She had to force herself to remember that this was Devin, he would never ask more from her than she could handle. That in the end she had been grateful for every experience he had forced her to submit to. He was her master, she would have to trust him. "I guess I get to enjoy the ride then; and practice focusing. I love how the word 'focus' sounds so much like 'fuck us'." "Impertinent bitch, always impertinent... always tiptoeing along the edge of disrespect." His hands spread her cunt lips and began to play with her inner lips, tugging and stretching them, giving a quick cruel jerk as he said the word 'disrespect'. Angela shivered and gasped. "I love to live dangerously. That is probably why I love being with you so much." He let go of her cunt and slapped her ass sharply twice. "Behave yourself." The welts from the caning made it sting furiously. Angela yelped. "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir." Devin returned to her cunt, sliding two fingers deep into her, massaging her cleft with his thumb. Angela sighed a deep soft moan. He continued to play with her cunt until her hips where plunging and long deep moans were keening from her lips. Pulling a tube of lubricant from his pocket he squeezed a generous amount down the crack of her ass. Angela froze at the sensation of the cool liquid on her hot flesh. Continuing to fuck her with his fingers he began to rub up and down her ass crack with his other hand. Massaging and rubbing at her small clenched asshole. Slowly he began to press his slippery finger tip into the tight opening. Angela was lost in a fog of sensations. She was very close to orgasm, but the new feelings were distracting her, holding her on the edge. She focused in the feeling of his finger gently probing deeper into her. She lay still, long shudders shaking her as he continued to stroke relentlessly at her clit. She could hear her own breathless moans. Soon his finger was deep in her. It felt odd but not painful. He began to thrust the invading digit in and out of her, moving it in a gentle circular motion urging her opening to loosen and relax. He eased his assault on her clit as he intensified the stimulation to her ass. He added a second finger stretching her further. This time she felt a stinging pulling sensation. She whimpered and tightened involuntarily and the painful sensation increased. "Relax baby, just relax." Devin moved the balance of intensity back to her cunt, holding the two fingers still in her ass, as he pulled her back to the brink of orgasm again. And then began to thrust the fingers in her ass in the same movement as his fingers fucking her cunt. The sensation of being filled in both openings was very intense. Angela's hips began to surge, her moans pleading, begging for more. Devin pulled his fingers from her ass and pulling off his pajama pants he pressed the head of his cock against her ass. He added some more of the lube, rubbing it along the shaft of his cock, and leaned in pushing the head of his cock into her tight opening. With each thrust of his fingers in her cunt he eased his cock into her a little further. Angela was deeply aware of the deep stretching, pulling sensation as he gradually filled her. There was also a distinct stinging scraping sensation with it but the fullness and pressure added to the waves of pleasure coming from his busy fingers on her clit. He began to move in and out of her, thrusting deeper with each down stroke. Angela began to pant and groan, her ass clenching around him as she began to come, her hips pitching and surging. "Fuck me. Oh god fuck me." Devin began to stroke long and deep into her ass, using her crest of pleasure to move freely. Her ass was incredibly hot and tight around his cock. He continued to rub her clit, forcing her to keep coming, not letting her relax, she began to convulse and scream as he plunged deep. "Fuck yes, baby, feel it up your hot tight little ass." Devin groaned and thrust deep and began to pump his come deep into her. He could feel her clenching and relaxing around him as he slowly softened. As he pulled from her ass, she flinched and shuddered. Reaching up he untied her ankles, lowering her to the bed and unfastened her wrists. "One of the rules of ass fucking is cleanliness. There are too many unfriendly germs up there, even with an enema. Time to take a shower and then we can eat some breakfast." Angela pinned her braid up to keep it dry, and joined him in the big shower. "Did you like me fucking you back there?" He lightly patted her ass. "It was interesting. You had me pretty preoccupied. I wonder if I would enjoy it as much if that was all you were doing." "Some women like it a lot others don't." "If it pleases you than it pleases me." "How does your ass feel now." "Like about a thousand bees have built a nest in there. And each and every one of them is buzzing their little wings, not unpleasant but distracting." Devin roared with laughter. "You have such a creative way of describing things." At breakfast she asked him how much longer they had together. "Leaving first thing tomorrow morning. I will have to be gone longer this time. Are you going to be brave?" Oddly Angela did not feel so panicked at being apart from him this time. Her job and working out at the gym would keep her busy. "Are you going to have Avery run me ragged every night?" Devin laughed, "Probably not. I was a little afraid that if I left you alone too much so early in our relationship you would start to doubt your sanity. I was afraid of losing you. Avery will be available if you need him." "Devin you have me now. Your magic has worked. You have me bound to you so completely that I can't leave now. I can't even entertain the idea. Somehow knowing that makes it easier for me wait for you to come back. I will miss you but I know you will come back to me when you can."