0 comments/ 8812 views/ 0 favorites His Game By: 1star It had been an absolute bitch of a day, she was tired and worn out - and she had been glad to finally make it to their cabin in the mountains. When she got there, she had found a note pinned to the front door, simply reading "it's all ready to go, I'll be back soon, mine". Of course she could rely on him to remember to record their favourite show - they normally watched it together, but on the evenings she worked, he would record it for them to watch together later. He must have already watched this week's episode, and had left her time to relax after her hard day. Her shoes had found the underneath of the coffee table when she'd kicked them off and snuggled deep into the cushions of their old, dark brown leather couch. Not even bothering to get out of her uniform, she had switched on the big screen TV and hit play on the remote, and immediately become absorbed in the show. As the credits rolled she heard a noise behind her, and turned her head to find him silhouetted in the kitchen doorway. Although she hadn't heard him moving around in there, her face broke into a smile as she noticed the tray of goodies in his hands. And then he spoke. "As yaw makah, Ahh command you....." and she collapsed in a fit of giggles. When she finally regained her composure he was standing by her side, having placed the tray on the heavy wooden coffee table in front of them, with that sly grin on his face. "As I was trying to say, my girl, I think it's about time you got out of that uniform, don't you?" Trying to keep the impish grin off her face, she rose from the worn leather of the couch, as he sunk into it. Turning around on her toes, she unclipped the little white cap from her short brunette hair, she felt the heat beginning to rise in her cheeks. That gaze of his made every nerve-ending tingle, and he was getting his full depth of viewing tonight. Quickly discarding the cap to the side, she stretched up to the back of her neck and started to pull the zipper down, her full breasts straining against the white fabric, stretching the little printed red cross till there were cracks appearing in it. As she eased the rest of the zipper down, the fabric loosened around her body, and it fell about her legs. She quickly stepped out of it, and then kicked the spent uniform to the side with the white cap. The light from the open fire flickered over her skin, giving it a warm glow and the heat emanating from the roaring flames stopped the goose bumps from rising on her flesh. "That's enough girl, leave those delicious knickers on and join me here" he gave the couch cushion a resounding thud, just to affirm exactly where he meant. With a delighted grin, she snuggled up on the couch next to him, and he pulled the blanket, that had been resting on his other side, over to cover them both. Wrapping an arm firmly around her shoulders and pulling her to him, placing a gentle kiss to the top of her head. "I've missed you today, heathen" She laughed at his latest pet name for her, something that was a very recent development "I've missed you too, Mr." and she snuggled as close as she possibly could to him. "Thank you so much for recording the show for me," she smiled up at him and brushed her lips gently over his stubbly chin. "You're welcome, girl. Now, can you pass me that small bowl there? I've got a small surprise for you." She was unable to see that gleam in his eye as she leant forward to take the bowl from the table, and she was now certainly curious as to what it contained. As she placed it on his lap, she couldn't help but notice it was full of choc dipped raspberries, and her smile brightened. "Oooo how scrumptious, I love raspberries," she said, as she eyed the bowl with a new hunger. "Yes, I know you do, but before you munch your way through the whole bowl, I want to try something with you." He grinned as he saw the puzzled look on her face. "No need to worry sweetheart, it's not going to hurt a bit." Picking one of the biggest berries from the bowl, he lifted it, turned slightly in his seat and placed it gently against her lips. She shivered a little as the fridge-cold fruit touched her flesh, and her lips instinctively parted for him. Placing it gently on her tongue he whispered "Suck on it baby, don't chew it just yet. Tease the flesh apart with your tongue, crush it up against the roof of your mouth" He watched her face intently, as her eyes closed, and her breathing deepened. He could see the way her tongue was moving about her mouth, and the way the blanket was rising and falling with each deep breath. Leaning in, he pressed his lips gently to the side of her neck, nipping at the creamy flesh and relished in the sound of her muffled whimper. "Can you feel that tang hitting the back of your tongue? The way it excites you? Alarms you? Makes you crave more?" She can do nothing but nod her head along with his questions, the little pockets of flavour bursting in her mouth, coating her tongue with their sweet sharp taste. His mouth moved closer to her ear and he whispered ever softer, "Yeah, that's pretty much how it feels every time you nestle in my arms like this. De. Licious". A tear trickled slowly down her cheek as she swallowed the tasty treat, she had never felt more at home than she did with this man. Scooping up the bowl of berries from his lap, she maneuvered herself, and the blanket, till she was straddling his thighs with the bowl resting in between them. She smiled softly at him, before leaning in and brushing her lips over his, whispering against them "Ditto Mr, ditto. Now it's your turn, but you have to share it". Pulling back from his handsome face a little, she reached for a chocolate coated morsel and held it just out from his lips. His blue eyes sparked with life and he dropped his hands to her womanly hips, pulling her snug to him as he opened his mouth. Carefully she placed the berry between his teeth then leant in again to press her lips to his. Flicking her tongue out from between her lips and over his teeth, she nudges the fruit. Responding in kind, he pushes it back into her mouth. With a wicked giggle she scissors it between her front teeth and sends the half back into his mouth, the red juice coating their lips. His fingers dug into her hips and he arched up against her as the sharpness hit the back of his tongue. Feeling his desire, she places a hand on each side of his face and pressed her lips harder to his, enveloping him in a deep kiss, her tongue darting into his mouth, tasting the sweet chocolate and the tartness of the berry. A growl erupts from deep in his chest, and she drops a hand from his face as she feels the bowl begin to topple, gripping it blindly and dropping it to the couch cushions. Dragging his fingers across her back to rest at the crest of her arse, he bit gently on her bottom lip, causing her to whimper into his mouth. Breaking the kiss, he admired the flush over her cheeks, the way her chest was rising and falling rapidly, and with a wicked grin on his lips, he leant to the side and gripped another berry between finger and thumb. "Be a dear and hold this for me" he said, as he slipped a raspberry between her soft full lips. Pressing his fingers into the small of her back, he guided her to arch her back and leant forward, with that smirk growing on his face. "Hold it in your teeth and try not to crush it, ok?" His lips captured her hardened nipple and his teeth grazed the sensitive flesh, moving to grip it softly as she had the berry. A stifled squeal erupts her lips as her teeth clamp down on the berry, the juice flooding over her tongue, her hands sliding down from his neck to grip his biceps, hard. Chuckling as he lifts his head from her breast, that wicked grin playing in his sparkling arctic blue eyes, he shakes his head at her. "That's one point for me, mine." He kisses her lips softly, and lifts another berry from the bowl, "Let's try that again, shall we." She growled in mock frustration, her gray blue eyes flaring, as he popped another tasty treat into her mouth. Lowering his head again, his eyes not leaving hers this time, he gave a waggle of his brows, as his tongue flicked out and over the engorged bud of her left breast. Dropping her head back, she let the soft tender fleshed fruit fall back onto her tongue, cradling it there as a tremor of pleasure rolled through her body. Digging her fingernails into his large muscles she ground her pelvis impatiently against his and pressed the berry back out between hers soft full lips. She lifted her head back up as his mouth fell away from her breast, showing off the prize she had captured without spilling a drop of juice. He beamed with pride at her "My, you are learning quickly baby girl, and a point for you too." Taking his middle finger, he pushed the berry into her mouth, then grabbed her around the waist, and flipped her onto her back on the couch and reached for the bowl of berries. He grinned lewdly down at her, as he pulled his shirt quickly over his head. She giggled and writhed on the soft cushion, as his deft fingers found the elastic waist of her knickers "Let's see where else you can hold these without crushing them, shall we?" His Game I knelt naked in the center of the giant four poster bed, nervously chewing my bottom lip, eyes searching the darkness. My heart racing, my palms sweating resting on top of my thighs. I felt him before I heard him.... I felt his presence, there has always been this energy between the two of us. The tiny hairs on the back of my neck stood straight up as the charged energy swirled around the room. Then I felt it, the cold, hard, sharp point of his survival knife trace down the back of my neck, follow the curve of my spine all the way down to the top of my ass. Then he was gone. My breath caught in my throat, I could feel the fear and anticipation wash over me, tiny beads of sweat began to form across my forehead, I nervously awaited his next move. I felt his weight on the bed and then he was behind me, I felt his naked chest against my back, and although we were completely engulfed in darkness, I felt the scratch of his pant and knew immediately which one's he was wearing.....his camouflage cargo shorts and I am sure his black army boots. I felt his arms reach around me as he attached clamps to each of my erect nipples, I bit into my lip trying not to let any noise escape. The clamps cut into my sensitive flesh, I could feel his evil smirk, even without seeing his face. The weight on the bed shifted again, and I knew he was gone. The anticipation and need almost becoming too much to handle. But I remained still, eyes down, back straight, knees spread, ass resting on my heels, and hands resting atop my thighs. I felt him again, he was somewhere close to the bed, we were that connected. The he spoke, "I can sense your fear and your need my little pet and it excites me." I shivered as the words left his lips and he was gone again. I sat there for what seemed like hours but more realistically was only minutes. I could hear my heart beating in my ears, I jumped as rhythmic drums filled the room. I knew the song well it was Nine Inch Nails "Dead Souls", I began going over the words in my head. Someone take these dreams away. That took me to another day. I drew a personality. Took a strange trip to reality They keep calling me. They keep calling me. Keep on calling me Keep on calling me. My breath catches, I feel dizzy with anticipation and need. I shiver a little. I feel his flogger brush against my shoulder. The figures from the past enter. And mocking voices ring of blood. Imperialistic counts do flare. Conquistadors who took their share. They keep calling me. Keep on calling me. They keep calling me. Keep on calling me. The flogger makes sharp contact with my stomach, I suck air into my lungs slowly and exhale slowly. I feel moisture trickle onto my thighs, leaking from my aching pussy. I feel the sharp sting again on my hip. I can barely breath from all the delicious sensations. His movements almost fluid keeping time with the music. Calling me...calling me.....calling me....calling me I feel the sting and sweet burn on my ass cheeks again and again, the flogger makes contact with my flesh. I gnaw at my lip fighting back my whimpers. They keep calling me. Keep on calling me. They keep calling me. Keep on calling me. All of my senses become alive, I am tingly and feel like I could explode any minute, the floggers sting my flesh two more times. They keep calling me. Keep on calling me. They keep calling me. Keep on calling me. The song ends and he is gone....I am breathless and needy. I try to focus...to hold onto the last ounce of sanity. The bed shifts and he is behind me, pushing my head down and lifting my ass up. He binds my hands above my head, he uses his knee to push my thighs further apart. I can feel him against me, the flesh of my ass raw from the flogging, the rough fabric of his shorts rubbing against my stinging flesh. I can feel his erection hard against the crack of my ass, he is trying to tease me, get me to make noise, I bit my lip harder and taste the rust like flavor on my tongue. He moves away I loose contact....I hear the slow zip of his zipper...Then he is back, rubbing his thick hard cock against my opening, back and forth, up and down... I am shaky, needing him inside me, needing to be filled with him completely. He thrust into me roughly and pushes my face down into the mattress, violently he thrust in and out of my aching cunt, his swollen head bumping into my cervix again and again.. My thighs quiver and he pulls out, leaving me teetering on the edge, barely hanging on. He yanks my head back and kisses me roughly, he tastes the blood from the constant chewing on my lip, I can tell he grins evilly. He roughly flips me over to face him and flicks on the lamp. He smirks at me and releases my nipples from the clamps...I breath out slowly as blood rushes back into my nipples. I am still quivering with need and anticipation. "My little princess I am going to make you cum like never before, are you ready baby?" I remain still and silent as he places my legs on his shoulders, he looks into my eyes and says, "Tell me you want it....TELL ME NOW! Baby, I want to see your face as I make you cum." I suck my lip into my mouth, and nibble as he looks into my eyes, rubbing his cock up and down my dripping snatch. "Say it, he yells at me as his hand makes sharp contact with my cheek. "Fuck me" I squeak out. His hand crashes against my face again. "Fuck me Sir, please. I need you, please, please fuck me. I am yours, take me, own me Sir." He grabs my throat and pushes into me slowly looking into my eyes. "That's it baby let go, feel me." My eyes roll back in my head, as my climax builds and builds until I think I will explode. I fight to suck air in through my mouth... He whispers, "Cum with me" and sparks ignites the fire in the pit of my stomach, it burns like a wildfire as I twitch and shake as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over me. He releases my throat and I feel his cock twitch and jerk inside me spilling his seed deep inside my cunt. I hungrily suck air into my lung and the look of pure pleasure on his face causes a rippling orgasm to hit me again.... Sweat pooling between my beasts.. He leans down and sucks my aching nipple into his mouth... "mmmm, delicious...." His eyes no longer glazed over with wanton hunger, now soft and full of love and adoration. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my forehead, I am sweaty and still trembling as he cradles me to his chest. He pushes the hair from my face and whispers " I love you, princess." I fall asleep exhausted and completely happy. Several hours later, I stir my throat dry and aching. I tiptoe to the kitchen to get a drink, and then tiptoe back and slid under the thick comforter and cuddle up against his chest....His arms squeeze me and I feel he is hard again.... I smile up at him and he kisses my ear gently. He whispers sweet nothings in my ear telling me how beautiful I am, how sexy I look when I cum, how deeply in love with me he is. His words make my pussy ache for him. His mood is different I can tell he is going to make long slow, sweet love to me. He stares deep into my eyes and holds my face between his hands, he kisses my eyelids, my cheeks, my lips. He runs his hands down my arms, and kisses me deeply swirling his tongue with mine. The sensations are erotic...I feel like I might cum from just the kissing, I fight to focus. He kisses my shoulder, my collar bone, my breasts, loving me... He kisses down my stomach, nudging my thighs apart, he places a kiss at the top of my pubic bone and disappears between my legs. He runs his tongue up and down my aching pussy, he spreads it wide and sucks my swollen clit into his mouth, sucking hard I explode my juices running down his chin, he looks up and smiles at me. He runs 2 fingers along my slit coating them with my juices and plunging them into my aching cunt. He fucks me slowly, building my climax again swiping his tongue occasionally, across the sensitive bud at the top of my pussy. He adds a 3rd finger and starts circling my nipples with his tongue.... He curls his fingers, bumping my G spot, I thrust my hips up into his hand, pushing toward the edge.... Getting close....so close...He pulls his fingers out and pops them in his mouth. "Baby you taste so fucking good." He brings his lips to mine and kisses me so I can taste myself on his lips, the taste of my cunt juice mixed with his lips is heavenly. He sucks on the side of my neck....looking at me....making love to me. He nibbles my earlobe and whispers how beautiful I look laying underneath him. His words make me hot and flushed all over. I want and need him like no one else before. He is the air I breath, the heart beating inside my chest, my soul mate. He kisses the tip of my nose and plunges 3 fingers back inside me, swiping his thumb over my clit.... I tremble and shake, my pussy contracts around his fingers as juices coat his fingers and hand, soaking the sheets. He chuckles and says it turns him on how wet he makes me. I kiss his chest , loving the salty taste of his skin. I run my hands down his back, he sucks at my bottom lip. He kisses my chin and down my throat.... My pulse starts to race again. He is poised over me ready to claim my body and soul as his. He plunges into me agonizingly slow and pulls out completely and kisses me deeply, exploring my mouth with his tongue. I am always in awe of his great control, his erection, hard as a rock, must be painful but he continues his slow assault. He plunges in again slowly grinding his pelvis into mine, balancing himself on his strong forearms. Pulling back, only the swollen head inside me, he tells me how much he loves me, looking deep into my eyes reading my soul. I know he must be in agony, so I thrust my hips up to his, causing him to slip inside completely. He gasps as I thrust my hips up and down, he is so sexy when he is trying to concentrate.... He kisses me hard and forceful on the lips. Trailing kisses, he bites at the side of my neck, as we both thrust wildly, both of us hungry. I feel his muscles start to contract as my muscles twitch and burn, both of us climbing to the edge. "Ok baby, cum with me," he states. I fall over the edge, I see fireworks and stars....my heart pounding, my knees are shaking, I am gasping for air.... I pass out only for a few minutes and wake up wrapped in his arms, his lips kissing my cheeks, his fingers stroking my hair... His voice soft and sweet..."Baby, are you ok? I love you, you are so beautiful." I lay there limp and intoxicated and whisper...." My sweet prince, light of my life...." I drift off into a deep, happy sleep......