0 comments/ 8109 views/ 2 favorites The Submission By: Demarie Brooks The Submission: She enters the hotel, and finally realizes that this is it, no turning back. Taking a deep breath she opens the door and enters. The lobby is relatively quiet, only a few people mingling around the front desk and another on one of the pay phones to the right. The layout of the lobby suggests a very nice hotel, and she smiles, and feels just a tad bit more at ease. Approaching the front desk, the clerk greets her with a warm smile. She asks for the room key, and waits as the clerk gets it, and hands it to her, along with an envelope, adorned with only her name. She thanks the lady and moves towards the elevator. She has no bag with her, no luggage, only her purse that she has on her side. Stepping aside from the elevator, she opens the envelope, her fingers shaking just a bit as she does. Inside is a hand-penned note, as she thought it would be. My darling, Today you come to me and offer me a great gift, one that I shall always cherish. If you turn now I shall understand, if you proceed, I promise to always treat you with kindness, love, compassion, and fairness. Know that I love you, and will respect your decision. Master After reading the note, she hit the button on the elevator. A flurry of emotions hid just beneath the surface, as she stepped into the elevator and chose the floor. She wasn’t nervous, she was very expectant, but in her heart she knew this was the right thing to do. This was her destiny. The doors of the elevator opened and she stepped into the hallway, crossed the few steps to the room, and ordered her hand to stop trembling as she opened the door. She took but a moment to glance around the room, and quickly entered the bathroom and started the shower. As the water warmed she glanced in the mirror, and saw the light in her eyes, the anticipation, she knew this is where she was supposed to be. She quickly washed the exhaustion of the long journey off her body and lingered just a few minutes, letting the water wash away any last reservations she had. Stepping out she dried her hair, brushed it, dried her body, and leaving the towels in the bathroom, gathered her clothes and placed them neatly in a chair in the room. Then turning her back to the door, she sat in the main room, quickly knotted her wet hair on top of her head, and sat on the floor with her legs separated, and her hands resting lightly on her thighs, palms turned up, lowered her head and waited. She had sat there for about 15 minutes before she heard the key in the door, and it swings open. Quickly she squelched the urge to turn, and remained as she was. She heard him enter but not a sound other then that. Straining to hear, nothing else was in her mind. She heard him cross the room and knew he was standing directly behind her, and heard him rustling something there. Still she remained eyes down, back straight, barely breathing. She could feel him approach her, then the touch of his breath on her neck, as he said quietly, "You honor me with your presence. At this moment, I can think of no time I have been more proud. You are sure that you want to continue, this is your last opportunity to change your mind without serious repercussions." She drew in a full breath and answered, "Yes Master, I have been sure of nothing like I am of this." Lightly he kissed her neck, then got up and went back to whatever it was that he had set down. She saw his hands briefly as he set the blindfold into place. He stepped in front of her and ordered her to stand, she rocked up onto her knees and raised before him, and placed her hands clasped behind her head, with her elbows out to the sides. He smiles, and lightly ran his fingers along her jaw. "You are so very beautiful, my little one, and I am so very lucky. Now turn for me." and she instantly turned and waited. He took her right hand, and moved it to the small of her back and quickly cuffed it there, then reached for her other hand, and cuffed that one too. He stood before her and ran his hands down the sides of her body, his palms gently touching the sides of her breasts. He reached up and guided her chin, until their lips gently touched and slowly he began to devour her with his kiss. Drinking in all she was offering to Him, her very essence. As he pulled back from the kiss, he asked her again, "Are you ready to allow me to take you as I wish, without regard to yourself, do you allow me to drink of your body until I have had my complete fill of you?" She could only nod in answer. Anticipation mixed with a bit of fear of the unknown, and her body was alive with sensations, she could detect even the light breeze in the room. And His presence, so close to her, but unseen, kept sensations running through her. He told her to open her mouth, and placed a small but solid ball in it, that tied around the back of her head, now she was only limited to the nods and shakes of her head as her ability to communicate. Suddenly it came to her, this was real, and she had given herself to him, to do as he pleased and he had accepted. The anticipation of learning what he would do with her completely under his control swept through her warming her. She caught the scent of her own arousal as it escaped her naked, prone body. Standing there she could hear the unmistakable rustle of clothing being cast away as he undressed. Her ears began to take up the information that had been denied her eyes. Her mind tried to picture what she looked like, standing before him, what he was thinking as he looked upon her. He placed both hands on her hips and guided her forward, which placed her just beside the bed. She felt something lightly touch the inside of her thighs as he told her to spread her legs. Quickly she did as told and again caught the scent of her arousal, knowing that the anticipation had caused her to dampen. He ran his finger lightly across her womanhood and felt the wetness that had collected there. Then he took his damp finger and outlined her right nipple with it. Suddenly her right side was covered in goosebumps as the sensation of the light touch filled her. Then she felt his lips upon the nipple, drawing it into his mouth, so warm and so wet. His hand reached for her other breast and began to deeply fondle it. Bearing his fingers deep within her flesh. Her breath began to deepen, and as the assault on her breast began to become more and more demanding, she could hear herself moan, and feel her body pushing into the touch. As if in a response to her moans, his teeth bared down upon her flesh and new, intense sensations griped her body. Like electricity traveling through her, her body was gripped in an assault of racking shudders. When it passed through her, she was weak, and felt the increasing warmness and dampness in her womanhood. He dropped his other hand to that spot and began to lightly pull at her clit, and began rubbing her there. She felt as though her body was a fine instrument being played by a maestro, every touch, every sensation, bringing her body to new heights led my his mind, playing her, commanding her responses. Never in her life had she felt such a release of control, nothing she could do but let the sensations wash over her, and the only way to please the one pleasing her was to allow it to happen. With that release understood her body began to shudder uncontrollably, seeking its own pleasure from his touch. Her mind had no focus except the electrical responses coursing through her body. Building into what seemed to have no end. Her mind was lost in the time and space of the events, left open to only the assault on her body, seeking more and more until there was no more to seek, no further to go, and slowly the realism began to return to her. Like waking up, slowly she became aware of him holding her tightly to him, unaware of when he had moved to hold her. Gently rocking her, he was softly humming the melody of the song He had sung to her on the phone, "Love me, just love me", and she felt the tears that had left marks on her, occasionally slipping past the mask she wore, and she felt these being brushed away by his touch, and then his lips on her temple, and like nothing before in her life, she felt cherished. At that moment she so wanted to tell him her love for him would never die, she knew this with everything that she was, deeply and forever, her past and all the pain of it was far behind her now. This would be her life now, living and doing whatever he wanted that would keep this feeling inside of her. "My little one, Master loves you and shall take care of you forever, for you are mine." His words were soothing, and yet again she felt the tears well up again from deep within her, and she nuzzled against his chest hearing his heart beating there, gaining strength from it. He sat there softly running his hand down her long tresses, feeling her warmth. A bit taken back at how easy it seemed to bring out a buried passion in this little one, but then he had long realized that she was more then most of the would be and wanna be’s that were often found online. But until this moment when he had first tasted her ability to abandon, he hadn’t realized how deep she was. After a couple of moments of stroking her, he felt the need growing in him, to make her his, to bring out the passion that dwelled within her, wanting to drink and gain strength from her abandon, and wondering how far she would yield. He pulled her deeper into his arms and twisted her around, and laid her gently on the bed. Leaned up and gently kissed a few escaped tears and asked if she trusted Him. Immediately she nodded, and his hands moved to remove the bindings that had captured her wrists. He left the cuffs on, but moved her arms before her. Again she felt the nervous anticipation return, and felt it shudder through her body. He kissed her brow and she felt him get up from the bed, and waited to see what would happen next. She could hear him just a bit, doing something to the corners of the bed, and then heard him move to the footing of it. He reached up over the bed and pulled her down towards him, until she had slid down towards the footing of the bed, with her rounded rear hanging over it. As she was pulled down her arms lifted as she realized that the cuffs were now being held to the banisters at the top of the bed, drawing them tight and off of the soft mattress. She felt the tightness increase as she was drawn down towards the footing of the bed, and heard the moan that escaped her, her body alive with anticipation, and still floating with the aftershocks of the orgasm still within her. Quickly he moved and caught her legs one at a time, and bound them just above the knee to each of the banisters at the foot of the bed. Stepped back and looked at his little one, open to his gaze. He watched as she adjusted to this condition, and saw the acceptance come over her after a shudder was sent through her body. He reached up from the foot of the bed, and over her, and captured her large breasts in his hands. Smiling as the quick intake of breath it produced. "Now little one, I want more then just to touch your body that is now so open to me, I want you to open up to me completely, relax and let the sensations wash over you. I want you to open yourself up to me and allow me to touch your soul." His words met with a shudder from her and he watched as she noticeably relaxed, willing herself to surrender, as he watched her, so open and so trusting, he began to feel the stirrings in his loins. He rose from the bed, his eyes never leaving her prone body, and placed a chair at the foot of the bed. He again leaned over her and grasped her breasts, kneading them deeply, as the shudder traveled down her body his touch followed it, spreading warmth down the sides of her torso, and coming together over her belly, and outlining her exposed womanhood, and then down the length of her captured legs. Her calves tensed at the touch and feet flexed as the sensations reached them. He drew his hands back down her legs, following the underside and ran them fully over her exposed rear. She held her breath, anticipation at his movements gripping her. He smiled at the scent of her reaching his nostrils and without any warning placed his warm lips over her unprotected bud and drew it greedily into his mouth. Her head rolled back as the deep moan escaped pass the ball in her mouth, and she pulled against the restraints. Her reaction only caused him to suck her deeper into his mouth, drawing is tongue along her sweet bud, caressing her lavishly. Her arms and legs off the bed, and her rear hanging over, left her no recourse to even attempt to reduce the assault, and only the sounds of her moans and breathing would give witness to the fact that she was surrendering into the sensations that assaulted her. He dropped but a second, to lavish his tongue over her tight secret opening and then plunged his tongue deep within her, tasting her fully for the first time. He lapped at the sweetness of her, and felt her move against his tongue. He could feel the need rising in her as even his was in him. He drew his hands down her legs slowly moving them towards her essence and felt the muscles in her legs respond to the touch. As his hands moved to her opening, he drew his tongue from her and returned to suck her bud deeply, as his thumbs entered her and pushed against the sides of her opening. For an instant she realized how open and vulnerable she was to him and with a shudder accepted it, allowing the sensations to wash over her and felt the need begin to build again. He withdrew his thumbs and never leaving the administrations of her clit, plunged two fingers deep within her. Again he felt the shudders and heard the moan between her breaths, and began to deeply stroke her as he continued to suckle. Shudders, sensations, and intensity racked her body, feeling the need to release building within her. Her moans were growing deeper, and her breath was raging against the ball in her mouth, and she slid into the sensations racking her body, and felt the release building to the point of rupture. He noticed the calming as she surrendered into the pleasure and knew she was getting close to release. He suckled harder, allowing his teeth to graze her swollen clit, causing even deeper moans to escape her. He rhythmically used His fingers to draw the orgasm from her, her body responding to each stroke to the point that he felt the shudder begin to cause her vaginal walls to pull against his intrusive fingers. As the pulsations started, followed by the warm flood of sweetness escaping her, his lips never released her clit, even as his tongue darted down to capture the escaping warm fluid. Lapping at her, and tasting the mixture of rawness and sweetness, trickle down his throat. He reduced his actions, allowing her to again drift into the sweet after shock, smiling to himself that he had chosen correctly, and wondering how far and how long this night would take them both. As she started to relax again, he stood and made his way to her, placing kisses up a path to her lips. He reached over and released the ball from her mouth and kissed her so deeply and so completely that it seemed it would never end. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue, and smell the scent of passion deep from within her. As he pulled away from the kiss, weakly she whispered... "I never knew, it could be like that." Suddenly wanting to see her eyes, he reached up and removed the blindfold, and looked into them. Never in her life, could she remember such eyes, as the ones looking back at her now, soft, caring, compassionate, loving. Looking at them searching her, she flushed and realized that twice he had brought her to a climax, and still must be needful himself. Before she could even look down, he leaned forward and placed a kiss on her damp eyes, and rose from the bed, walking away, and asked if she needed something to drink, before they continued. She watched him move across to the sink in the suite, and grab the handle of the refrigerator, and weakly answered, "Oh yes please, Master, thank you so much.” and heard the words that had come to her, so easily, and smiled deeply as she realized they were true, and that she was his, if he would have her. He returned with the glass of cold water and set it on the nightstand, then moved to the end of the bed and released the bindings on her legs. She moaned as her feet made their way to the floor, the ache deep within them. He move beside her and placing his hands on her still swollen breasts, leaned down and kissed her parched lips, drawing her into the kiss deeply. He moved his hands to her sides and gently moved her body up the bed, releasing the tension on her arms, then quickly released the bindings there and helped her sit up on the bed, and reached for the water. Her hand was shaking slightly as she accepted the water and brought the glass to her lips. She drank deeply as he arranged the hair around her temples. She handed the glass back to him, and he took a long drink before placing the empty glass back on the nightstand. He kissed her temple and drew her into his arms. Her head against his chest and she could hear his heart beating, strong, pleasant, she relaxed as he slowly and rhythmically rubbed the stiffness out of her arms. Her breathing approached normal before he asked if she was ready to continue. "Yes" was her only answer and he knew that she was apprehensive yet trusting and willing to continue. He drew her body so that she straddled his lap, his right hand began to caress her buttocks, kneading the flesh of it, feeling her relax. He raised his hand and brought it stinging down upon her fleshy rear and heard her gasp at the shock and surprise of it. Her body tightened for a moment as the sharp sensation stung. Again His hand caressed her, lessening the sensation, she heard his words and biting her lower lip listened to them very carefully, taking them in. "Relax, I will not hurt you, just relax and feel." she nodded in understanding, and he smiled at her acceptance. He raised his hand and allowed it to again rain down upon her exposed rear, she stiffened for only a moment after. "Good girl, that’s the way," and stroked her flesh in wide circles feeling the heat beginning to build. Placing his left hand around her arm to steady her, he proceeded, his hand would raise and smack against her flesh, then slowly run the feeling, spreading the warmth that was growing. At first she hesitated at each smack, but concentrated on relaxing and soon she felt herself floating in the sensations that began to curse through her body, the heat of her rear, driving down, warming her womanhood, and wondered at the stirring there. As she would almost get lost in the floating feeling, she would be assaulted by another smack on the rear, and again be centered on that sensation. Quicker and quicker they came, she began to lose the time between, realized that tears were streaming down her cheeks and splashing onto the floor. The sensations racking through her were so new, and she felt an acceptance at them, emotions running through her, becoming one. He paused and ran his hand over and over her brightly reddened bottom, feeling the warmth there, feeling the warmth and dampness of her arousal seeping onto his lap, feeling his own arousal stirring within him and was taken with the sense to take her fully. Slowly he gathered her back into his arms, calming her light sobs, feeling her hot rear burning against his manhood and placed kisses on her eyes. She melted against him, held onto him, feeling his strength around her. He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed feeling the raw emotion running through her, he held on to her as he rose from the bed and laid her upon it and climbed over her. Taking her wrists and holding them next to her body, he slipped into her. A sound full of passion, emotion and desire escaped her lips and her eyes and head rolled back at the change in assaulting sensations. Her body fought to move up against his, to draw him deeper within her. The Submission She stood outside the large door. She took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Out of sheer will, she raised her arm to the door. The anticipation of seeing MasterDarkHeart, of being with him, played havoc with her body. This was not their first time together, but tonight had special meaning. He had told her that this night would define their relationship. Finding the strength in the thought of him, she knocked. The door opened and MasterDarkHeart stood there. Her master. His grey hair neatly combed, beard trimmed perfectly. His wide shoulders and torso were covered in a leather vest leaving his muscles plainly visible. The tight fitting pants completed the look. But it was his intense brown eyes that captured her attention. The very sight of him so close took her breath away. She felt his gaze upon her, burning right into her. With a power she did not know she had, she raised her head slightly and whispered, "Greetings, Master." "Hello, my slave," MasterDarkHeart answered, while he surveyed her. Her long dark hair was pulled up high on her head in ponytail fashion and her make-up was minimal. The red dress she had chosen fit snug on her body revealing her womanly shape. Her legs were bare and a pair of sandals adorned her small feet. He did not fail to notice the tremble in her legs and smiled at this. He motioned her inside and she silently followed behind. He stopped at the entranceway to a vast room and turned to face her. "It is time now to make your decision. The choice is still yours. You may turn back now and leave or you may enter this room, relinquishing your freedom, and become mine. Take a moment to decide. If you decide to leave, do so quietly. If you stay, join me at the side of my chair. I shall leave you to your thoughts." She watched MasterDarkHeart's back as he left. Her whole body visibly shook while her mind and emotions raced. A combination of excitement and fear coursed through her. The decision he had given her to make was not a choice, for it had already been made. She loved him. She needed him. She wanted nothing more than to be owned by him. With that final thought, she quietly walked into the room and knelt at the side of his chair. MasterDarkHeart was silent for a moment before he spoke. "Slave, rise and dance for me." "Yes, Master," she replied softly as she rose and moved in front of him. She began to dance to the silent music inside her head. Her arms moved gracefully as her curvy hips swayed from side to side. Delicate hands ran over her body in sensual slow movements, her mind lost in the inner sensations of dancing for him. Her own heat overtook her as she undulated provocatively. Knowing instinctively what was expected; she raised her hands to the straps of her dress and slowly slid them over her shoulders, freeing her arms. Grasping the fabric, she slipped it over her full breasts and down the flat of her stomach. Her light colored nipples were hard, not only from the fabric that had been caressing them, but from the intent way MasterDarkHeart watched. Turning her back to him, she continued to dance. Swaying her hips gently, she bent at the waist and slipped the dress off, her glistening sex plain to see. Straightening and turning to face him, she approached his chair, giving him time to take in all of her now exposed body. She knelt gracefully before him and reached to free his cock from the confines of his leather pants. MasterDarkHeart remained silent, only watching and allowing her to do so. Once she had released his manhood, she leaned in to run her tongue up and down its length, before taking him into her mouth. His rigid cock felt wonderful as her red lips slid along his shaft. He felt her own excitement grow as she worked his member with her mouth. Her own heat coming from her pussy drove her desires as she sucked him. Focusing back on his pleasure, she released him from her lips and circled the head with her tongue. She tasted the first pearly drops of his seed and lapped them up hungrily. Next, she ran her tongue down his length until she reached his balls. She licked them lovingly and thoroughly before taking them into her mouth. She gently suckled them, her tongue bathing them in their entirety. MasterDarkHearts hands led her back to his engorged erection where she greedily took him into her mouth. His hands guided her as to the depth and speed he desired. His need became insistent as she moaned softly now, trying to give him as much pleasure as possible. She felt him straining as he pushed his cock to the back of her throat. He thrust further into her before releasing the gift of his cum into her waiting mouth. She hungrily drank from him, savoring his sweet taste. "Nice, my slave. Come up to me," MasterDarkHeart said as he patted his knees. She climbed into his lap and nestled against his chest. She loved the feeling of being so close to him, feeling his strength, the very heat of him. His hand reached under her chin and lifted her face to him. Looking directly into her dark eyes, he kissed her. The kiss was intense and sent a fire throughout her naked body. "You are mine. I own you. You are my slave, my slut, to do with as I please. I will demand and you will obey. No questions, no hesitation. Understood?" "Yes, Master," she answered with a smile and a heat still burning for this man she loved. "You please me, slave. Let's retire for the evening. A whole new life awaits you in the morning." The Submission of Allison The front door bell rang and it was the girl from the agency and the young woman destined to be the Astonbury's new housekeeper. Lord Astonbury himself opened the door and as instructed by her boss the pretty young Agency girl kissed him chastely on the cheek, before introducing Allison. Lord Astonbury invited them in and followed them into the reception lounge. He smiled as he carefully and slowly eyed Allison up and down, he had to admit it, this time the Agency seemed to have got it right and liked what he saw. Allison was not quite five feet tall her hair long dark and tucked into a French pleat. The skirt and jacket were well cut, the skirt ending just above the knees, revealing a well shaped calf and ankle. He guessed she was about 120 pounds and her breasts were well concealed by the cut of the jacket, but as she had passed in front of him he had glanced down; the silky blouse had revealed her cleavage and the swell of her milk white breast had made him take a deep breath. She had a slim waist and walked in a confident and assured manner. Lord Astonbury decided that she was certainly worth interviewing and she would make a worthy bed companion. He quickly snapped out of the lustful thoughts as he followed them into the drawing room; then ringing the bell for Bridget, he asked what they wanted to drink. Bridget brought tea and when the pleasantries had been exchanged and Lord Astonbury had studied the letter Allison had brought from Lady Cooperstone, he excused himself from the Agency representative and invited Allison to accompany him to his office. Allison followed his Lordship through the kitchen down the stone steps and along the corridor leading to his office and the interview began. Allison answered Lord Astonbury's questions satisfactorily and explained he current circumstances. "My parents had been in business and when I married, my husband joined the family firm. The market they were in suddenly took a down turn, catching them with high stock and heavy borrowings. They had been returning from Europe where they had hoped to find a new outlet, when for some reason still unexplained, their aircraft had crashed and the bank foreclosed, leaving me penniless;" Lady Cooperstone had taken her in and trained her with the intention of her becoming the housekeeper for Count Mario and his wife in the Irish country house they had considered buying. The Count had died leaving Allison at a loose end once more. "The offer of this job with you and your family, your Lordship seemed like a gift from heaven. Allison added, "If I'm successful in being offered the position, I would," she said with a look of concern, do all I can Sir to serve you well; I understand Lady Astonbury may well be sick for some time." As she completed her short explanation she was aware her skirt had ridden up and she crossed her legs chastely and smoothed down her skirt. No flash of underwear there, Lord Astonbury thought to himself, I must be slipping.. "If I may be so bold Sir," Allison said softly, "it would appear that Lady Astonbury has been away for some time, it would appear to me that the staff have grown slack and a firm hand would certainly not go amiss. I would love to get down to basics and see this place as it should be, before her Ladyship returns." Allison had been watching Lord Astonbury's eyes follow her every move; Lady Blanchester had hinted that his lordship was fond of the ladies and it had been at that moment that she had decided to take a chance, she would blow her chances completely or land the job. Allison had no intention of becoming another of his so called conquests. She was nervous and needed the job badly, but she told herself not that badly. "I understand that the position is 'live-in' and I would like to see my room, if that's convenient Sir?" "I can let you see the staff wing, but the quarters for the housekeeper are not ready yet, this is as you are aware is a new position. I had intended that the successful candidate would sleep in the main house until the new rooms are ready." came the reply. Lord Astonbury eyed Allison up and thinking to himself that it would give him the opportunity to seduce her. Allison saw his gaze and she felt as though he were undressing her with his eyes and to her, it was not a comfortable or a pleasant feeling. This man? No! She decided, he was more like a Don Juan of old, a man used to getting his own way. She knew she had to put him in his place, but now was not the right time she did not want to upset her new boss not at the expense of her job prospects and asked politely. "Is there anything else you need to know Sir? and if I am to get the appointment I have to ring Lady Cooperstone to let her know." Lord Astonbury made up his mind, this woman would do, he knew sooner or later, one way or anther, he would find his way into her panties. He simply said, "In that case I think you should make the call, the details of salary and terms and conditions have been given to you by the Agency and I presume you find them to be satisfactory." Allison nodded and she reached across the desk and picked up the telephone to make the call to her proposer, Lady Cooperstone. Lord Astonbury had wondered how the other members of his household would take to the new head of house, now he need not worry anymore. Allison was supervising the cleaning of her room and turned to face Lord Astonbury as he approached. "I have taken the decision to occupy this room for the time being, your Lordship and I've got young Kerry, I think that's the young maid's name, to help me give it a good clean." Lord Astonbury smiled in open approval and requested Allison to follow him. They went down the stairs and through the kitchen, down the stone steps and along the subterranean passage to the workshop. Lord Astonbury unlocked the furniture store and stepped inside. Allison followed and Lord Astonbury said, "You can take whatever you need from the furniture in this room, so make your room as comfortable as you can on a temporary basis. I have an architect coming tomorrow with a view to making two more apartments in the domestic wing one for you and one for the new accountant." Allison smiled and gazed at the array of furniture and said quietly, "Thank you, I hardly know how to thank you." It was Lord Astonbury's turn to smile and he whispered in her ear, "I'm sure we can work something out don't you." With a beaming smile he turned and slowly walked out of the room; there were last minute arrangements to make with his gardener before the weekend. Allison stood and watched him leave, even more sure that she would have to watch her step. She had no intention of becoming a live in lover, Lady Cooperstone had been right to warn her about him. Lord Astonbury was glad that his wife was safe in the hospital and no harm could come to her there and the children were safe in boarding school. Walking back trough the kitchen, his adrenaline levels were high at the thought of the possibility of having Allison as an addition to his long list of mistresses, and as usual when his adrenaline was high he felt decidedly randy. Several days later, Allison was in the kitchen taking stock of the kitchenware, he looked her up and down, and she was very appealing to the eye. She turned and saw Lord Astonbury staring at her and she decided she would have to put a stop to whatever he had in mind, even if it meant losing her job. She had seen how other members of staff looked at him and the familiarity he had with them. It was now or never. "Lord Astonbury, she began, I feel I must say what I have to say. I understand that you have a way with women and I have to tell you that since my husband died I have never looked at another man. My marriage meant too much to me and frankly I find that the way you look at me sometimes is quite insulting. I have no intention of becoming your mistress, the next man I invite to my bed will be someone I love and not just for casual sex. If what I have said means I lose my job, so be it. It's a subject I feel very strongly about." Lord Astonbury looked at her in admiration, either she was strong willed or he was losing his charm, his charisma, He protested, "I'm sorry Allison, I did not mean to cause you any offence, of course you won't lose your job if you don't go to bed with me. I respect your point of view. I will leave you to get on with what you are doing; by the way have you seen Bridget?" "She was in the Drawing room the last time I saw her she was polishing the furniture." Allison replied glad she had crossed the hurdle. Time had passed and Allison had settled into her new post, but whenever his lordship was near her she felt his eyes undressing her. He had never made any proposal of misconduct, but she knew in her heart that his Lordship had every intention of making her one of his many mistresses and she had to admit although he was much older than she was, he was very handsome in his own way. There was something about him that simply oozed sex. She had overheard Kerry talking to Bridget in the kitchen when she had heard something that shocked her to the core. Allison was fully aware that his lordship had two sons, neither of them however were a patch off their father, both seemed to follow their mother's side of the family week and sickly, but Allison had learned from Kerry, one of her house maids, who had apparently been outside her Ladyship's bedroom when Lady Astonbury and his Lordship had been having an argument, about his Lordship's relationship with his two daughter's in Law. She was accusing him of having fathered both of his Grandsons and in truth, from what Kerry had said, both of them featured him closely. The thought of him having sex with his son's wives had a strange effect on Allison. The conversation between the two maids had gone on and it soon became obvious that both Kerry and Bridget had succumbed to his Lordship's advances. They had described the size of his penis and Allison had felt herself go wet between her legs as they described his genitals, which it seemed were larger than normal in every respect. Much to Allison's amazement the gusset of her panties had become drenched as she listened in awe to what they said. She knew from that very moment that curiosity would eventually get the better of her. The next time she had the opportunity, Allison slipped into the study where she knew his Lordship was working. She let his eyes undress her and this time she felt her juices flow in anticipation of what was to happen. She walked towards him and much to his amazement she kissed him on the lips. The effect was instantaneous, he had desired this siren for weeks, in response his penis thickened in seconds, the evidence of his sudden arousal was the unmistakably large bulge the front of his Lordship's trousers. Throwing caution to the wind, Allison went back to the door and deliberately turned the key very slowly, there was what seemed a disproportionately loud clunk as the tumblers fell into place and the lock slid into its allotted slot. Allison felt a sudden thrill of anticipation flow through her as his Lordship watched her carefully, his mouth half open with expectation as Allison put her hand under her skirt and without a word being spoken she slowly drew down her wet panties. With a smile that seemed to say it all she twirled them round her finger and threw them over her shoulder; then she sashayed up to the desk before lifting one leg up onto the half open drawer. His lordship could see up to the stocking clad leg, but just could not see Allison's elusive pussy. "Would you like to give me a hand your Lordship? Allison asked softly. Lord Astonbury, who had imagined this day would come for weeks, could only sit motionless in case he broke the spell. Allison reached out and picked up his lordships hand and pushed it up under her skirt. The flesh above the stocking was soft and bare, he let his finger creep nearer until the finally felt them touch the moist outer lips of her pussy. It was as though he was in some kind of awe of this very attractive woman he had desired for weeks, he could not move. Allison in desperation moved his hand over the pouting lips feeling his fingers part the swollen vulva and she gave a soft moan as his thumb automatically rode up over her clitoris "I think you would like me more without my bra on." Allison whispered sultrily. His lordship could not have agreed more as trance now evaporated and his probing fingers explored the wetness of the still hidden treasure. He could not take his eyes away as he watched her slowly undo the buttons of her crisp white blouse, to reveal her breasts; a treat he had never dared to imagine he would have the pleasure of seeing, after her rebuke. Her bra was white, but lacy and very revealing, white because she had always thought it unseemly to see a coloured bra under a white blouse. Now look at me, she said to herself, I'm doing a bloody striptease for my oversexed boss. The white blouse fell to the floor and she reached behind to unfasten the clasp, she dropped her arms allowing the tiny garment to fall away revealing her white grapefruit sized breasts. Each one was half covered by a pale brown areola and those in turn were topped by her luscious pick nipples which seemed to crinkle on exposure to the air. "Do you like what you see my Lord?" She asked. His lordship nodded, putting his free arm around her waist and drawing his castored chair towards her. His finger moved into her open pussy as his lips closed onto one of her proffered nipples. Allison threw back her head as his lordships finger played within her vagina and his thumb passed over her clitoris, she gave a small gasp as one of his fingers deep within her slick vagina pressed against her G spot. The long soft moan of pleasure told his lordship all he needed to know. He drew the nipple into his mouth whilst the free hand caressed the firm flesh, forcing the breast to go further into the sucking lips. At this point in time, Allison realised she had lost any advantage she might have had to control how things progressed. His lordship removed his fingers and lifted the half swooning housekeeper up and sat her on the desk. He dropped to his knees and his mouth traced its way down past her navel his tongue leaving a wet trail until his lips were on her open pussy. Allison felt the shock wave course up through her vagina and register deep within her core as his tongue slid inside her and his thumb rotated over her now fully exposed clitoris, which was erect, like a miniature penis. God she knew why the other staff members let him have his way, the feelings he was raising up in her were incredible; she could feel her first climax building like a crescendo deep within her. She had no control over it as it built up and up until it burst sending her into a series of ecstatic shudders as her body sought to control her arms and legs. His lordship stood up he released his belt pulled down his zip and as he unclipped the hook his trousers fell around his ankles, then not without some considerable difficulty he pulled down his underwear over the fully erect flesh letting his magnificent prick free, it swung up through a pendulous arc, it was thick covered with pulsating veins and the crown was purple and angry looking. Allison looked down eager to get her first glimpse of what she was about to receive, she strained her neck but it was just out of her arc of vision; she felt his lordship lift her legs onto his shoulders, forcing her skirt up over her hips. Allison felt so vulnerable as his Lordship pushed her downwards until she lay flat on her back on the desk; her open pussy still quivering from the effects of her orgasm. His lordship pressed the purple cap against the warm swollen and very wet vulval lips, his lordship's free flowing pre-cum adding to the ample fluids oozing from within. "Oh God don't tease me I need you to fuck me now." Allison unbelievably heard herself cry Allison had a body to die for, and she was much younger than Lord Astonbury; her tantalising pussy resisting his entry felt tight, he withdrew the swollen phallus and rubbed it up and down the oozing wetness until it was liberally coated with Allison's dripping fluids and he pressed inwards again. The purple crown slowly slipped inside her inner portal, his Lordship had not had such pleasure for some time. It was like taking a virgin and he moved back and forth the shaft gradually stretching her muscles as it slowly began moving inwards a little further each time. "Oh God that feels good." Allison mumbled. As she felt her back arching, constantly changing the angle, letting her clitoris ride along the shaft as it penetrated deeper. It seemed forever until she felt the huge head press against her cervix as his scrotum pressed firmly against the firm cheeks of her bottom. Lord Ashcroft waited a few moments, savouring the pleasure of being fully inside the hottest, wettest, tightest pussy he had had in years. He began to pull back and Allison was afraid he would pull it all the way out, but she need not have worried lord Ashcroft's hands went under her buttocks holding her tight as he thrust back into her with one swift and deep penetrative thrust; then he began to move in and out slowly building up the rhythm. Allison's body felt on fire, every muscle tingled with tiny electric shocks. She felt his lordship bend her knees pushing her thighs up against her chest and his mouth took her breasts in turn sucking and nipping as he stroked his huge prick in and out of her clasping pussy, she could feel the next orgasm build inside of her. Her body was on auto, she asked herself why she had waited this long to let him take her, pride had prevented her having this pleasure; she knew she would submit to this anytime his lordship wanted. Each thrust of his Lordships thick shaft sent tiny explosions up into the very depths of her clasping love tunnel, bringing her much needed release closer as she felt the shaft thicken triggering her orgasm. He was now thrusting faster his hands under her pulling her upwards she wanted to feel him cum inside of her. She gave a long low moan of pleasure and her internal muscles clamped down, tightening around the pounding shaft. Waves of erotic pleasure rippled through her. Just when she thought his Lordship was never going to cum, she felt the first surge of heat deep within her core. Her head fell back, her hips surged upwards forming a cupola with her body, as spurt after spurt erupted from his lordship's thrusting prick. Each hot spurt lifting her orgasm higher; she heard the soft grunt of satisfaction come from his lordship, as his buttocks clenched again and again, each clench of his buttocks sending another spurt of his semen deeper inside of her. There seemed no end to the pleasure washing over her; her nipples were tingling her breasts were hot as his Lordship kept up the constant sucking until finally she felt him sag down onto her chest as she struggled to get air into her oxygen staved lungs. Finally after several minutes she felt her whole body go limp her breathing became slower and she gasped, "Oh Lord I have never experienced an orgasm like that." The she realised that his Lordship was still firm deep inside of her, not as hard as he had been at the beginning, but not like her husband used to do when he had cum; he used to go soft and slip from her clasping sheath. His lordship however was still inside her. Allison had let out a soft moan almost a cry as she had felt him slowly begin to move the firm shaft in and out; she drew up her knees and widened her hips giving him free rein. She felt him unbelievably thicken and his moving phallus hardened once again she could swear he was bigger now than when he had begun she had felt him stretch her wider that she had ever been stretched before. The Submission of Allison Feeling her respond slowly, Lord Astonbury did not hesitate, he pushed her legs hard up against her chest before pushing her thighs wider the with a soft grunt of victory he pushed the thick phallus further and deeper into her silken smooth wet sperm filled sheath. Allison whimpered as she felt her muscles give way once again to the thick intruder, her heart was beating so quickly she could almost not catch her breath, her body was on fire and her hips moved involuntarily with small upward jerking movements. Even as her body demanded that he slow down, he captured one of the diamond hard nubs with his lips as his hips manoeuvred to get the hard shaft deeper into the hot squirming body beneath him. The small whimpers became a deep gasp as she felt him suck one of her hard nipples once again deep into his mouth; her hips rose of their own accord as he had thrust up into her, his scrotum hung against the round tight cheeks of her buttocks. Allison had been beside herself, unable to control her body's demands she had responded by clasping her ankles around his neck and urging her hips up to match his thrusts. Lord Astonbury had realised that, what he had considered was going to be a difficult seduction was becoming a complete surrender. His Lordship began slowly driving the phallus deep and then withdrawing until only the head remained, within the clutching sheath, the with a soft animalistic grunt of pleasure he had thrust the whole length deep, feeling the crown sweep her cervical opening, he knew that the pleasure she was giving him would soon have him at his peak for the second time. He increased his stroke rate, almost like a 'cox' in a boat race; the plundering shaft rode in and out of her faster, his hips moving to a more rapid rhythm, as if it was beating within his very soul. Lord Astonbury heard her whimpers become deeper, more animalistic as she began to loose control. Her own climax was mounting. Their movements became more and more urgent, Allison's hips rising up, as her vaginal muscles griped him tighter, Lord Astonbury almost in a delirium continued driving his thick shaft up inside her, no quarter was given by either of the participants; Neither was in control, both running on automatic. Allison cried out, her voice almost unrecognisable, "Oh my God I'm so close!" Lord Astonbury knew his own climax was upon him, but there was no way he could halt the inevitable, he felt his scrotum tighten as his penis swelled and he had begun to pump his semen up the core of his thrusting shaft for the second time , feeling the incredible relief as it surged upwards, erupting again and again, to spread its creamy substance up into her convulsing womb. Allison arched up and her body went rigid, her heart faltered , her breath was being sucked down her open throat, as she struggled to contain the welling scream, her body now acting on pure instinct as her vaginal muscles clamped around the swelling shaft in an ecstasy of orgasmic pleasure. Neither was quite aware of the wildness and the sound of their wild rut continued as Lord Astonbury continued thrusting against Allison's urgent responses, gradually feeling her tighten, he felt the tremor flood over her as she climaxed for a second time, and he felt the familiar sensation in his scrotum as he continued to drive into her. He gave a deep grunt from deep within his chest, as he once again released a flood of semen high inside her deepest recess, the sperm flooding up into her womb searching for her ova which had not yet been released. Lord Astonbury had, as he always had with every woman he took, expelled his very essence, totally unprotected into Allison's rigid body. His lordship slumped down onto her chest, he was done, Allison felt what little breath left in her starved lungs expel as Lord Astonbury's weight pressed down on her sweat covered breasts flattening them against her ribcage. She struggled frantically to push up and get the crushing weight off her. His Lordship aware of her frantic struggles realised that he was pressing down on her and raised himself up, using his hands. Allison sucked air into her lungs noisily, her heart pumping madly as her chest moved up and down as air rushed in and out until she could feel herself stabilise once again. Lord Astonbury eased his hips up withdrawing the slowly softening phallus from her foam ringed, engorged and swollen entrance. Getting to his feet his Lordship drew her to a door at the rear of his office, as it opened she could see it was a large bathroom, she had not even known it was there, this castle never ceased to amaze her, he beckoned her to follow him. Allison almost in a trance complied. She stared in amazement as his Lordship stepped out of his clothes his penis which had softened, after he had cum inside her twice, was recovering slowly, hardening before her eyes until it was as hard as ever. She watched open mouthed as he climbed into the shower crooking his finger for her to follow him into the large cubicle. She stripped off the remainder of her clothes revealing a completely shaved pubic area. She watched as his Lordship turned on the shower and the water cascaded down; she stepped inside and her hand closed around his thickly engorged, raging member. The water washed the creamy cum from her thighs and she began rubbing the erect penis between her slick pussy, as she parted her legs his Lordship could see her clitoris still standing proud and erect. It was long and a deep red colour, his penis was throbbing against it and she was gasping for breath. His Lordship eased back bending at the knees, to give him a better angle of attack, he lined up with her opening and eased forward. Allison gave a soft moan as she opened her legs wider and the purple crown slipped inside. Pushing her back against the shower wall, his Lordship who already had half of the length inside her, gave a final push and it was completely enveloped by the outer lips of her vagina his scrotum hard up against the firm cheeks of her buttocks. His Lordship could feel the end of her love canal pressing against the sensitive swollen head of his penis. Allison did not seem to be able to control her desires as she put her hand on his Lordship's shoulders, she pulled herself upwards and locked her ankles behind his back. His Lordship began to ease out until only the crown was inside, he looked down and could not believe his eyes. The exposed piece of his manhood was wrist thick and wrist to elbow long. He thrust in and began to fuck this wonderful creature hard. She rode back like a wild thing, taking him fully at each thrust. The water began to cool but neither of them could stop the rapidly increasing tempo. His Lordship could feel her climax build and her vaginal muscles were gripping his ever thrusting length of flesh. Suddenly she screamed and his Lordship felt the muscles undulate along his thrusting shaft. His tempo was now racing, the thrusts were shorter, waves of pure orgasmic pleasure swept over him and then it was there. The surge of semen raced up his swelling and jerking penis. The sensation was overwhelming. The creamy sperm shot deep into her, coating her willing and hot love canal with shot after shot. She screamed. His Lordship seemed to go on for ever; the sperm was jetting into her and spurting out around the entrance to her pleasure zone. Until at last he was done once more. Reaching the shower control his Lordship turned off the now cold water and stepped back; He slowly softened and slipped from her vaginal grasp. Gazing up at him with a dazed far away look in her eyes, she pulled him close to her breasts with a long and satisfied sigh. At last she spoke and in an almost uncontrollable babbling "Oh my God, I have never experienced such sexual satisfaction. No man has ever before satisfied me like that. After drying her tired body, Allison dressed and tidied her hair then turning to Lord Astonbury, who sat watching her, said in a quivering voice, "Now what you have had your way, I swore to Lady Cooperstone, that it would never happen. She told me to let things take their course and only time would tell. How right she was. My God I don't think I have ever experienced anything like that. Now let me get back to my duties before anyone wonders where I am; I will never get the staff to respect me again if they ever find out I let you have your way with me." She walked slowly out of the office, the flushed cheeks were the only outward sign of the satisfaction she felt within. She made her way along the stone floored corridor still shaking her head in disbelief, that it had happened and that she had been the first one to instigate it. She could hardly wait for the next opportunity to present itself. The Submission of Angel Dark clouds promising rain had consumed the bright morning sun. She walked out of the building she called home just as the clouds busted open pouring drops of warm water onto the streets. As she made her way down the street, holding an umbrella in her left hand, her strawberry blonde curls danced down her back, some falling over her shoulder and teasing her breasts by bouncing in and out of the low cut shirt he chose. The fabric caressed her bare breasts, allowing the strangers around her to see her taut nipples dancing beneath, her khaki shorts were clinging to her bronze thighs as she made her way through the crowd, her heels making a light sound against the pavement. She was meeting someone today, a lover who would teach her the one thing she hadn’t fully accepted. She would submit to him, this morning he called her and told her she should wear the shirt and shorts she had on, but nothing beneath the fabric, he wanted her skin to be easily accessible. The shoes were a must he warned that if she didn’t have the right ones she would be punished. Her mind was full of anger towards the man who just left her; this lover would hurt her, and maybe leave bruises, she didn’t care about that. Those bruises would heal and she will have learned something. Submitting was an art her lover told her, like most arts you need to be taught it. “When you are ready I will show you” he promised just months ago. She never expected to take that offer. She stood quietly at the door of his building, finishing the cigarette that she wasn’t too sure she needed. As she dropped it to the ground as the door opened and she made her way to his apartment. She knocked on the door, quieter then normally, part of her was hoping that he wouldn’t answer and she could turn back now. The door opened and he stood there, his hazel eyes looked over her approvingly as he stepped aside to let her in closing the door behind her, he stopped and watched her walk, running a hand through his brown hair almost nervously. She glanced around the apartment noticing a piece of rope lying on the stand next to the couch. He walked towards her as she turned around they greeted each other with a passionate kiss. Bodies grinding against each other in desire, then she pulled away slowly. “How rough are you prepared to get today?” he asked her as she pulled away. She shrugged at the question as she set her umbrella and bag on a chair in the corner. He approached her again, pulling her in for another kiss, his tongue snaking out of his mouth and into hers as his hands ran down her back to grasp her ass, pulling her closer. “Are you going to answer the question?” he asked when he pulled away from the kiss. “Mmmmm yeah I want like a grudge fuck type of thing, and can you handle that?” as she looked up at him, lust dancing in her ice blue eyes. She traced his strong jaw line with her tongue playfully before he pulled back allowing a coy smile to spread on his face. “Maybe you should tell me exactly what you WANT to happen?” he told her. Her reply was simple and complicated at the same time. “Mmmmm I want to be taken -- I want to feel your cock moving in and out of my mouth without me controlling it...I want to be teased ...knowing eventually you will fuck me but not knowing when or how you will do it, but most of all if want to be wanted.” His eyes moved from hers to the rope laying on the stand, he grabbed it and held it towards her. “Perhaps this could be used in giving you that?” he asked her. Leaning in and kissing her again he whispered, “Mmmmm you are definitely wanted baby” She offered her wrists to him with a smile spreading across her face, as he reached to tie them. “oh wait a second” she said. His brow rose suspiciously at her as she pulled away from him. Standing back just one step she removed the clothing she was instructed to wear, revealing her bronzed breasts, stomach and legs to his eyes, she watched his eyes move down her body and pause at her shaven pussy, lingering there a moment as he licked his lips. He’d almost forgotten what she looked like nude; it’s been months since she came to him. Stepping back towards him she offered her wrists again. His hands moving quickly and skillfully to tie her hands, knowing once he’s done this she will be under his control, completely hopeless to his wants and desires for her body. She slowly licks then gently bites her lip as she moves to sit on his couch, tied hands falling into her lap. He stands still watching her walk, looking her body over as she sits down spreading her legs on his couch, her tied hands in her lap the fingers teasing the shaven pussy awaiting his use. He undoes his belt and allows his pants to fall to the floor, stepping out of them he walks towards her, caressing her hair gently as his hard cock stands just inches from her mouth. Grabbing her hair now he forcefully pulls her mouth onto his cock murmuring one word to her ‘suck’. Without hesitation her mouth moves along his cock knowingly, sucking hard as the tongue teases the head and shaft playfully. She looks up at him with her blue eyes gleaming; she spreads her legs apart and slides her fingers into the velvet warmth of her pussy, her mouth taking him deeper inside her. His hazel eyes glance down to hers then down to her fingers moving in and out of her pussy, seeing this makes him want her more. He grabs her strawberry blonde locks and starts to fuck her face relentlessly, moving the full length of his cock into her mouth. A gentle moan escapes her as he takes her mouth, her fingers start to move faster and he can smell her scent in the room, joining the sounds of her sucking his cock. As he works into her mouth his cock is dripping with saliva, it drips down his balls and onto the floor; he continues to take her mouth, his precum sliding along her tongue allowing her a taste of his cum. She moans loudly into his cock as she fights back a little, pulling her mouth from his cock long enough to suck the sweet nectar from within her off her fingertips. Then she greedily goes back to sucking his cock as he pounds in and out of her mouth knowing what she wants. “I know what you want girl and I am going to give it to you” he moans out as he continues to pound into her face, his balls slapping against her throat and chin. “What are you going to give me baby?” she asks after pulling off his cock for a moment. “Mmmmm I’m going to give you my hot cum… is that what you want??” he groans out as she strokes his cock. She responds with “eventually but for once I don’t want to drink it.” He is taken by this, and pauses a moment asking “is that so? Where do you want it then?” His eyes focused on her. Her tongue darts out of her mouth and over the tip of his cock before she responds. “I want you to fuck me HARD, then to cum all over my cunt and body, then I want to lick your cock clean” she says, her voice sultry and smooth. His eyes move over her as he responds, “if you’re a good girl that’s what you’ll get” He pulls back from her mouth, his cock throbbing noticeably hard as he instructs her to spread her legs wide for him, telling her he’s going to fuck her cunt hard. She lies back against the couch reaching her tied hands above her head so he can hold them there as he takes her. Without hesitation he drives his cock deep inside her, causing her to groan out from the mixture of pain and pleasure, one of his hands moving to pin hers down the other reaching for her breasts and pinching and pulling at them. His eyes locked on hers as he pounds into her. She glances down watching his cock moving in and out of her swollen cunt, groaning in ecstasy, she looks back up into is eyes and whispers a single word ‘harder’. The ice blue in her eyes pleading with him as he looks to her face to be sure she wants it. He grabs her hips, his fingernails digging into her, his cock pounding deeper into her cunt, stretching it with each thrust, his thick cock coated with her cum as he impales her again and again with it, taking her, his moans becoming uncontrollable as he focuses on her eyes, those eyes filled with lust, pain and pleasure. She gasps with each of his forceful thrusts; somehow between those gasps she manages to cry to him. “Yes baby that’s it fuck me harder, HURT ME.” Her cunt throbbing around his cock, her throbbing quickening with each of his thrusts moans escaping her soft lips as she quivers beneath him. The sounds from her driving him on, knowing that she’s helpless beneath him, knowing that she’s enjoying every moment of this, their bodies slamming into each other, as he wildly pushes deeper into her, his knees becoming weaker as his only instinct is to fuck her harder. Her breathing quickens as her body draws close to orgasm, she watches him as she grinds up into his body, waiting for his face to show signs of his breaking point, when she will be covered in cum. She rises against him licking and nipping at his neck. “Fuck, you slut, take my cock hard in and make me cum.” He groans out between his uncontrollable moans His head becoming light as her gentle moans turn into screams; he pounds harder into her as his cock erupts his seed into her. “Mmmmm fuck, take it like the good little slut you are” he cries out into her ear. “GRAHHHH” she cries out as her body reaches its climax, convulsing up against his as he continues to pound into her. Her cunt throbbing around him as he constantly pounds away still fills her with his cum. Her body falls limp beneath him. “You like it that much you couldn’t stop long enough to spray me with your cum?” she asks him as she giggles. Her body still quivers below him as she watches his face. His hand still holding her tied wrists he leans down and kisses her passionately, his chest heaving up and down against hers as he tries to catch his breath. “You’d better catch your breath,” she whispers to him as she smiles up at him, “because I want more” “You want more huh?” he asks, “and what do you want now?” “I want to ride,” she whispers, a grin spreading across her face. “Hmmm really? Well I can’t argue with that!” he says as he lies down on the couch. He reaches to untie her. “Uhhh no, sit up” she says, “I am staying tied!” He sits up spreading his legs a little, looking at her as she moves to her knees next to him. She moves her mouth over his cock, taking it in quickly and sucking their juices from him, then she licks her way to his balls sucking them too. “That’s a good slut,” he moans out as his hand moves through her strawberry blonde curls as she cleans the mess she’s made on his cock. She swallows the mixed juices then leans up to kiss him, letting her tongue move into his mouth and tease him as her fingers tease the length of his cock. He pushes his tongue into her mouth and tastes the sweetness of cunt on her breath, moaning gently as his hand moves down her back and rests on her bronze colored ass. She pulls away and moves her mouth back towards his cock sucking gently again. “Fuck me now, slut!” he says as he grabs her hair, pulling her mouth from his cock. His other hand moves to his thick cock holding it as she straddles his lap. She looks down at him with a gentle smile as his cock presses into her tight cunt lips. As the head rests inside her tight warm slit, he rests his hands on her hips, aching to pull her further down but waiting just a moment to do so. She raises her tied hands, wrapping her arms around his neck, at that moment he grasps her hips and yanks her deeper onto his cock. He stops there once he’s completely inside her, giving her control for a few minutes. She stares into his eyes as she rocks back and forth on his cock, slowly grinding her body against his. She leans forward and licks his lips slowly as his fingertips move to tease her erect nipples. His fingers pinching and twisting at the hard nubs, then one hand moving further down, grabbing her ass and making her ride him harder. He leans further back into the couch as he presses his hand against her breast, watching the thickness of his cock piercing into her wet folds. Gentle moans escape his lips as he licks them, watching her take his cock in. She focuses on his face, twisted in pleasure as she starts to ride him harder. Unable to control the animal within himself he grabs her ass lifting her up, standing as he walks towards the bedroom, his cock still inside her. She continues to ride it, easily wrapping her legs around his waist. Slamming her into the wall just outside the bedroom door, he fuck her harder, his balls slapping her ass as he gets deeper inside her throbbing cunt. She moans loudly as he uses this force on her. “If we are against the wall how are you going to spank my ass when I’ve been bad?” she asks him between gasps. “Don’t worry slut you’ll get your spanking” he looks up at her and grins and slamming into her hard. He bites her neck roughly as he thrusts deeper into her. She pushes back into the wall, forcing her body deeper onto his cock. Their bodies colliding into one another loudly as his teeth nipple at her skin, he sucks on her soft skin, leaving a slight bruise on her. He pulls away from the wall, pulling his cock from inside her; she lets out a groan as it’s taken from her. He runs his fingers along her strawberry blonde curls that have fallen around her face, leans in, kissing her and moving his hand through the curls again, to the back of her head. His grip on her hair tightens as he pulls away, using her hair to pull and guide her into his bedroom; he pushes her forward onto his bed. Reaching out he slaps her ass and tells her to get on all fours on the bed. Hands still tied, she props herself up on her elbows as she bends her knees. Knees planted on the edge of the bed as she pulls her elbows closer to her knees. Looking back over her shoulder as she wiggles her ass at him. “Like this sir??” she whispers. “Just like that” he says as he grins as he watches her, ass cheeks spread slightly, cunt exposed nicely. He slowly approaches the bed. A fingertip reaching out and tracing the edge of her asshole, as he slides his cock against the soaked lips of her cunt. He barely pushes the tip of his finger inside her asshole. “Tell me how bad you want this cock to fuck you slut” he commands her. “Mmmmm very badly” she moans out. “And do you want a finger inside this tight little asshole while I fuck your tight little cunt?” He asks her while rubbing his thumb into the wetness of her clit and cunt. “Yes baby,” she says as she looks over her shoulder at him. He pushes his thumb into her cunt, lubing it with her sweet juices before he pushes it into her asshole. Her tight ass grips his thumb as he slides his cock into her cunt slowly. He reaches up and slaps her ass with his free hand and tells her to fuck him hard. She moves faster, fucking back into his cock and thumb at the same time. His other hand rubbing her ass cheeks as he watches her move along his cock. He reaches out and slaps her ass more aggressively this time. “Mmmmm no slut, fuck me HARDER!” he says. “Do you like calling me a slut? Does it turn you on that I want to be a dirty little slut today?” she asks looking over her shoulder at him. She fucks harder back into him, groaning with each thrust. He nods with a grin as he rubs her reddened ass cheek, reaching back and slapping it again, causing a slight sting she doesn’t seem to mind. “I like it that you’re a dirty little slut” he says between groans as he pushes deeper inside her. “Fuck me hard and make me cum on your cock again” she moans out, her eyes locked on his, she grins wickedly. He starts to move harder into her, so hard it hurts, but its turning her on, she begs for more as he pumps in and out of her, His thumb moving in and out of her asshole just as quickly. Her cunt throbbing around him and sucking at his cock as his balls slap wildly against her clit. She starts to quiver beneath him and looks back at him. “How much would you like to slide that hard cock of yours where your thumb is? Hmmm?” she asks. “I would like that so much. Would you like to feel my cock deep inside that tight little asshole of yours?” he whispers as his eyes fill with lust as he looks at her. “Yes but make me cum on this hard cock first” she moans out as he starts to thrust harder into her. He reaches around and rubs on her clit forcefully as she moans louder, her body quivering beneath him as she climaxes. Her cum coats his cock, his balls, and dripping down her thighs as he pulls back. “Fuck my ass now” she cries out almost pleadingly. He shoves his cock into her asshole, feeling the tight puckering hole wrap around his thick cock, he reaches up grabbing a hand full of her hair and pulling it back, knowing she loves that. She groans and whimpers as he uses her body for his pleasure. Her tied hands move along her cunt, rubbing it then two fingers pushing into it. She fucks herself while he takes her asshole. His cock slowly moving in and out of her asshole, thrusting his hips back and forth from her, pulling her head back as he pulls at her scalp, running his hand along her nice ass as he fucks her tight little asshole. “Baby tell me how you like it, fucking this slut however you choose” she cries out. “Mmmmm I love your fucking ass, slut.........tell me how much you need to be spanked while I fuck your tight asshole,” he groans as he grinds deeper into her asshole. “Mmmmm baby I want you to spank the bad little slut while you fuck her punish her for not drinking your cum earlier” she cries out to him. He looks down at her firm ass, wondering how it will look once he’s put his handprints all over it; raising his hand he slaps her ass forcefully. She lets out a small whimper that’s pain mixed with pleasure. He raises his hand again and slaps her ass again, but on the other cheek. His heavy balls sway back and forth, swatting playfully at her dripping cunt as he leans forward to whisper into her ear. “Mmmmm, you like the way that feels, you nasty little slut?” he asks her as he rubs the soft flesh on her ass cheeks. She gasps as he slaps her again surprisingly. “Yes sir” She manages to whisper. “Mmmmm, that's a good little slut...and when I get ready to cum, your going to get on your knees and take all of my cum all over your face, aren't you slut??” he murmurs in between moans, which are becoming uncontrollable. His cock slides quicker and harder into her ass as he grins. “No sir I want your cum all over my tits and cunt” She moans out. He grabs her harder, forcing her head back, looking into her eyes as he continue to ram his cock deep into her asshole, feeling it clasping the width, splitting the sluts little asshole as he feel himself coming closer. “Mmmmm you want my hot cum all over your tits?” he hisses through his gritted teeth. “Mmmmm yes sir” she says, “I want to feel it on my skin. I want to rub it all over my tits and down into my cunt and wear it that way for the rest of the day.” She reaches back and rubs her clit hard as she feels him picking up the pace. He reaches back and begins to spank her ass wildly as he gets closer to his climax; she gets closer to her own also. She pinches her clit and starts to cum again, letting a loud moan escape her lips. He watches her cum and quickly pulls his cock out of her used asshole, looking into her eyes. “Get on your knees in front of me slut!” he commands. She does as told, looking up into his eyes as he moves in front of her taking his cock into his hand and quickly stroking his throbbing meat, looking down at her as he becomes close to climax, feeling his hot cum beginning to surge up the throbbing shaft. “Mmmmm, tell me how much of a worthless little cum-slut you are.... and put those tits right in front of my cock,” he whispers to her. She watches as his hand moves along his cock, her tongue tracing her lips. She looks up into his eyes again, hungrily, then her eyes move back to his cock. The Submission of Angel “Tell me how much you want my thick cum all over those beautiful tits,” he moans. She presses her lips against his cock, parting them slightly and then pushing his hand away as she takes him deep into her mouth again, sucking hard. His cock erupts into her mouth, shooting his thick white cum into her throat as she greedily sucks it down. He thrusts his hips forward towards the little sluts face as she milks his cock. She sucks every ounce of fluid from his cock, her eyes locked on his face. His moaning subsides as the last bit of his cum oozes out of his slit; he looks down into her eyes and grins. “Mmmmm what a nasty little slut you can be” he says coyly. “Uhhh I really wanted your cum on my tits” she says as she pulls away, “but I couldn’t resist!” He smiles wickedly as he grabs the rope still tying her wrists together; he pulls her up and kisses her passionately.