0 comments/ 79468 views/ 2 favorites Total Control By: angelgothgirl She looked up at him and saw the lust for power in his eyes, and she knew that what she had just said was true. She would do anything he wanted, if it got her even just one kiss. All he had to do was ask. His eyes glinted, "Anything?" She nodded, and he smiled. "Then get down on your knees, bitch." She knelt in front of him. "Good. And stay there." He walked over to the door and locked it, then went and sat on the bed. "Now stand up." She did. "And strip." She looked at him, and hesitated. "You heard me, bitch. Strip. Slowly." She looked at the floor, at his feet, and started to strip. She was self-conscious, standing there naked, but she knew that she was powerless. Her love for him had rendered her helpless. And he saw that. He had complete control over her, and he knew it. "Now, you're going to do anything I tell you, right?" She nodded. "Good. So come over and stand in front of me." She walked to him, and although she was still looking at the floor, she could feel his eyes looking her up and down. "Not bad. Very nice, in fact." There was a pause. "Look up." She did so, and she saw that he was laying on the bed, topless. "Now undo my trousers, and take them off me, and then my boxers." And so she did, then waited for instructions. "I feel like a blow job. Suck me." She knelt down to his cock, and took it into her mouth. She slowly licked it and sucked it, wanting to please him so much. She gently took his balls into her mouth with her teeth, and teased them, flicking her tongue over them. As she kissed his dick, she felt it start to grow larger in her mouth, and felt good, knowing that he was aroused by her. "When I cum, hold it in your mouth. Don't swallow it yet." She didn't know why he said that, but she didn't care. And so when his hot cum came spewing into her mouth she held it, taking care not to spill a drop. "Now stand up, and bend over." She looked into his eyes before standing up, and bending over, putting her hands on the desk that was in the room, no longer shy of what might happen. He walked over to her, and whispered into her ear. "Spread your legs." He tied each leg to a leg of the desk, and put a blindfold over her eyes. "Now don't be scared. I won't hurt you. This is all just part of the fun." She could hear him moving around, but wasn't sure what he would do next. She felt his breath on her once more, as he kissed her back and collarbone. He moved down to her ass, licking, tasting. He slowly moved a finger to her pussy, and put one finger in. He started to tease her clit with his tongue. She found it strangely sensual, not being able to see what he was doing. It heightened her other senses. She could smell his scent, feel his warm breath on her skin, hear every move that was made. Her clit started to pulsate, under his sensitive touch. Her breathing came harder, and she was struggling not to cry out. He straightened up, and leant over to whisper in her ear. He laughed softly. "That's right, my dear. You're not going to cum unless I tell you that you can, are you." She groaned in want. Surely he wasn't going to be that cruel? "No. I'm not going to do that to you. You can cum." As her juices ran down her legs, he lapped them up, before taking his tongue to her cunt again. It flicked inside her, going deeper and deeper, and then he stopped. He untied her ankles and turned her round. He undid the blindfold. "Now I want you to tilt your head, and open your mouth." She did, and his cum trickled onto her chest. "Now rub it into your breasts. Rub it on your nipples. Play. Go on. Play with yourself." She rubbed it into her tits, and felt her already sensitive nipples harden further. In hunger, she moved her hands down to her clit. She had his cum all over her, and she wanted more. She rubbed it into her pussy, and knew she was close to orgasm. He watched, as she could bear it no longer, and moved her fingers inside herself, pushing, needing. He pulled her fingers out, and sucked them, before kissing her on the lips. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth, massaging her tongue with his. Just as she responded, he pulled away. He looked into her eyes, then bent down to her dripping pussy. With two fingers he stroked her, so his fingers were soaked in her juices. Then he straightened, and, with his other hand, opened her mouth. He put his two wet fingers in her mouth, and she sucked them, tasting her own, sweet cum in her mouth. Eventually, she could bear it no more. She cried out. "Fuck me. I want to feel you deep inside me." He smiled, and pulled her over to the bed. He lay down, and pulled her on top of his swollen cock. She eased herself onto him, and they moved together, thrusting and grinding. He kissed her feverishly, and she kissed him back, finally feeling what she had been longing for. She was at the height of ecstasy, and screamed in passion, as they came, together, juices mixing. They lay together afterwards, but not for long. Soon he got up, and started to dress. She took his lead. When they were both fully dressed, he kissed her one last time. "Now, you weren't expecting... you know, a..." "Lasting relationship? Of course not. This was just casual sex." "Yeah. Exactly. Things won't be... weird between us, will they?" "What do you mean?" "Well we see each other every day." "So? It's no different now, than it was yesterday. The only difference is that we've fucked each other." She smiled and walked out of the room. She wanted him badly, but at least she'd had him once now. She could sigh and get over it, and try out some other men. She'd given him her virginity. He'd never know it, of course, but she had. Now that was out of the way, she could get on with being a slut. A new man for every weekend. Hell, a new man for every night, if she wanted to. She didn't care anymore. She grinned as she walked down the stairs, remembering what had just happened. She smiled at the doorman, who looked at her disapprovingly. "What's wrong? Don't you usually rent rooms out by the hour?" The doorman frowned, and she laughed flippantly, before hailing a taxi and leaving the hotel. Meanwhile, he watched her leave, actually believing her flippant display, and walked down the stairs after her. He went out by a different door. That doorman watched the taxi drive off, and looked at him. "Good evening?" He smirked, remembering the power trip he had just gone on. "My man, you have no idea. There is nothing better than being in control, if you know what I mean." He winked, and walked off down the street. Total Control I met Paulette on the Net. I have dated her five times; my friends, William, Tony, and I are making a new drug. This drug controls women. It will take their will away and make them wish to serve. The other drug is like what you call Spanish fly only stronger. We plan to try both drugs on Paulette tonight. William like asses; Tony like bondage. I like a good blowjob. We do not know how the drugs will work on Paulette; we have tried them on other women but she is different. She is coming over for dinner. When she gets here she will want a drink; she likes Pepsi not alcohol. So we will have some in the refrigerator. One drug will be in her drink and the other will be in her dessert. We have planned it all out. We have fixed the basement into a playpen for men. Cameras are in the room t o record the tests. Paulette is here and I put the fuck drug in her Pepsi. The more she drinks; the hotter she will get. She has finished dinner; she eats the chocolate pudding; in five seconds she is ours. We walk her down stairs; we tell her to strip and to do it to music. She does it and stands for us to look at our new toy. TEST ONE Tony won the coin toss and we go up stairs. He tells her; this is a bad wet dream; he is going to rape her. He orders her to put on the nightgown and lay in the bed. Tony cuts out the lights and he jump up on her. He rips the cover and grabs her wrists. He whispers “Fight, bitch”. His belt comes off and is around her wrists; he ties it to top of the bed but she tries to kick him. He grabs a pantyhose on the foot of the bed and tears the into. He ties both ankles to foot of the bed. She is his but she tries to bite him; he slaps her face and then grabs both nipples. He licks sucks and bites but she fights back as told. He is enjoying this fantasy. He puts a gag in her mouth; with evil smile he pushes his cock in its new home. She pushes back and then he slaps her tits. He takes out the gag to rub more of the fuck drug on her tongue but she bites him. This makes him angry, but he knows he can not hurt the lab rat. She starts moving in and out of his new prize; she reacts like ordered. Fighting the bounds and him arouses him more and he fucks deeper and harder. She starts to cry and this is what turns him into an animal. He is gong to tear this bitch open. He fucks her harder and deeper; he decides to push his deep and hard .He leaves it and tell her to fight more. With each movement she makes he pulses. He sees her start to tremble so with one last ram he plants his semen; he sees her have an orgasms and more. Tony comes up and asks who is next. TEST TWO William is next. William goes down to the playground; he is gentle and unties her. He washes her is the shower and rubs oil on her when she steps out. William rubs more fuck drug on and under her tongue. William turns her over and places big soft pillows under her belly. This puts her ass up and in the right position for fucking. He asks if she has had a man in her ass and she says no. He oils his dick and starts on this virgin ass. He easies his dick in and she screams. He grabs and rubs her checks to easies her pain He pulls out. hen he pushes back in and out. He reaches under to her pussy and pushes a large life like vibrating dick into it. With this he moves his hands to her tits. Pinching her nipples and ramming his dick in and out with more force, she stars moaning louder and louder. He knows she is Cumming so with one last ram they both explored into a trembling pile of flesh. William, thanks her; cleans up and leaves. .TEST THREE My turn is next. I go down stairs and see William has left a vibrating dick in her pussy. She is vibrating the bed and has cumming more times without us being there. I walk over to her and remove it. I turn her over. I rubbed more fuck drug under her tongue. I order her on her knees in front me on the floor. She was down in seconds; I order her to take me out and suck me dry. She looks up and said she had never sucked a man’s dick. I order her to do it; she is to swallow all my cum. She opens her mouth and swallows me whole. She goes up and down making my dick grow and be aroused. Told to make it last longer, she licks at it and rubs her tongue all over it to tease. Then told to suck it again she puts back in her mouth. She sucks it with force and rubs it with her tongue. She sucks until I tremble with delight and tight in her mouth. She is to clean me up and then her to clean herself up. Told to put her clothes on and come up stairs; she will do this routine on the weekends until told enough wise. She told to remember these as wet dreams. She is order to return each Friday at 12:00 am and she will learn all they wish to teach. She is their action figure and she is to be train by others on how a sex slave will act. She will be at their call only on the weekends for now. The drug works; we all think more tests are needed. More tests are to come in the future of our experiments. We have planned a total of twenty – five more experiments. We will inform you, Doctor Hale of any new developments. I will email you each experiment and the pictures will arrive with our notes. I have sent for her today and we will see how she performs with our other guinea pigs. We have a total of five guinea pigs as of now. She is the only one who has higher doses in her blood. Doctor Hale please email with any ideas you have for tests. Your students are waiting for the new recipe and how much to use. Total Control I am sitting on a wooden chair: one, which you have selected for me yourself. As ordered, I am wearing a white, button up, loose fitting shirt and a brown skirt, which has been shortened, so the hem is sitting at the top of my thighs. I am not wearing a bra or any panties. You have told me to dispense with those. Oh, I am also shoeless. My long brown hair is loose and cascading over my shoulders as instructed. I wait patiently for you to enter the room. You enter. You are carrying a small bucket in your right hand. I look questioningly at you but say nothing. Shock hits me as I feel ice cold water hit my rounded breasts, soaking everything I am wearing. You place the empty on the ground. The wet shirt immediately second skins me, outlining the contour of my large breasts. The icy cold water has an immediate effect and I feel my nipples harden and look down to see them peaking through the drenched cotton fabric of my white shirt. My skirt is also saturated and it now hangs down between my thighs. Water droplets coat my long legs. You order me to remove my clothing before I catch cold. I raise the wet shirt over my head baring my naked breasts to you, followed by the skirt, which manages to further arouse me as the material lightly grazes my taunt teats. Naked I sit and wait, my head bowed. You walk up to stand before me. You lightly stroke my hair. The freshly washed soft strands slip through your fingers like strands of gossamer silk. I want to raise my head to look at you but instead keep my head lowered until you see fit to raise my chin so my eyes can meet yours. I feel your feather light touch as it strokes the underside of my breast. My sharp intake of breath instinctively tells you that I like this. You take my left nipple between your thumb and forefinger and squeeze tightly. Pain makes me wince but the sensations in my pussy make me squirm against the chair. You say nothing as you reach down with your left hand, unzip your fly, and take out your cock. You tilt my chin upwards then tightly grab the back of my head pushing my head forward and my mouth closer towards to where you want me taste you. I lean forward sliding my arse a few inches closer to you and take you into the hot cavern of my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the tip and along the underbelly of your cock. I hear you groan and feel encouraged. I suck on you. Hard. You groan and I feel elated by the sound of the approval I hear. It is a gift, one you have given to me. You reach down and finger my pussy. I am so hot for you right now: so eager to please you. With your other hand, you play with my tits, pulling on my nipples. I start to squirm in my chair again and draw on your cock harder sucking for all I am worth. My soft lips slide up and down your shaft: over and over and over. My warm, slippery tongue snakes round the underbelly of your now aching 8 inch hard-on and I feel you push that cock deeper into the back of my mouth. I feel your bulk as you slide down past my tonsils and I begin to breathe through my nose just as you have taught me. I hear your breathing patterns change: your breaths are coming in short pants now. I also have the heady sensation of your large balls continually pounding against my chin. Suddenly you push back on my shoulders so that your cock begins to slide away from the back of my throat. I glance up at you, and involuntarily shake my head not wanting to let go of that part of you yet. You raise an eyebrow interpreting my body language and instantaneously I realize I have just said "no" to you. I make a face, which imitates the "Oh God" that I am feeling internally. You tell me to stand up and not wanting to make a second mistake, I do as I am told immediately. I watch as you sit down on the chair. Your large penis juts out proudly and it glistens from my oral ministrations. You order me to straddle you and impale myself on your cock. I am momentarily confused, as you have made no effort to undress yourself nor have you told me to undress you. However, not wanting to stand there a second longer I comply. I straddle you, grab a hold of your penis guiding it to the door of my tight little entrance, and slowly slide down on you. First, only a little bit so my body gets used to your size, then a little further... stop wait for my body to adjust As if getting sick of this, you raise your large hands to my shoulders and with all the strength of your upper body; you push me right down so that I take all of your cock in one hit. The sensation overwhelms me. Your thickness makes my entrance burn and I can feel the entire length of your shaft pulsating inside me. You do not even give my body a full minute to adjust to the invasion before you tell me to raise myself up slightly and rock against you. The fabric of your trousers is rubbing against my thighs as I attempt to ride you and I am wet from the slickness, which has since escaped and is trickling down my inner lips. I am getting the rhythm now and I begin to ride you, as one would canter on a horse. You close your eyes and a look of pure ecstasy crosses your face. Wanting to change positions again, you tell me "Enough now: I want to fuck your arse." You tell me to stand up. I immediately get off you and you stand in front of me. You bend to kiss me not a gentle kiss of affection or love, but a hard kiss claiming possession; ownership; expressing hunger. You turn me round so that I am facing the chair. You tell me to take a hold of the wooden arms of the chair and then order me to widen my stance. My back is now arched and the only part of my body that is touching you is my arse. I feel you there. Poking me with your stiff prick. Instinctively, I squeeze my butt cheeks together trying to deny you entrance, but you are persistent and my hole slowly spreads to accommodate your invading shaft. You move in and out of me glorying in the still virgin tightness clasping your aching prick. You slide your hands up the soft, satin skin which covers my body until you reach there desired destination: my swollen highly aroused breasts, and then with hard squeezes from both hands you claim them as your own as your cock continues to move in steady rhythmic strokes inside of me. God I love what you are doing to me. You then, to my utter amazement pull out of me again and cum all over my arse, the warm jet of fluid slowly seeping down in-between my cheeks until it stops near the edge of my pussy. You collapse against me: your passion totally spent... for the next few minutes anyway. Total Control of Her Man Mary was bored. How could an active young woman spent so much time inside without going a little crazy? A fiercely independent and spirited woman locked away in solitude because of life's circumstance. Her breath steamed out of her mouth as she stepped out of her front door, it really was that cold and when would it ever stop being so cold! She was about to walk over to see her uncle in the next village when she caught a glimpse of what looked like something lying on the ground in her yard. That's funny she thought, that thing wasn't there when I looked out of my window 15 minutes ago. She wandered over to have a look at what lay on her ground. What she saw lying there really shocked her. Lying on the ground in her front yard was a very gorgeous man about her age with lovely wavy black hair. Well apart from noticing his hair she also observed that he looked like he'd been beaten up quite badly. Carefully, Mary looked more closely at him, he definitely was out to it, and in this weather he was going to suffer hypothermia if he wasn't taken into a warmer place very soon. Mary wondered about the circumstance of a man being in her front yard; perhaps this was some form of con and when she went near him he could grab her. Still, she reasoned, if she didn't do something he would die. Slowly she moved closer to him. Then standing behind his back, so he couldn't grab her, she used her right foot to prod him gently in his ribs; to see if she'd get a response to her stimulation. Life had taught her to be overly cautious. The man did not move at all; no matter how many times she prodded him with her foot. What should she do? If she didn't do something he was going to die outside in this weather. So, as much as she hated to take such a risk, she thought she had better drag him back inside her house and get him warm. She lifted his arms. The flesh on his arms was so soft and his muscles well formed. Strange feelings started inside Mary as she felt the hair on his arms; it was as soft and fine as a merino fleece. Tempting fate, she ran her hands over his arms to feel the warmth of his flesh. Mary knew she was getting way too distracted by his attractive body. She thought to herself, I'd better get him inside before he catches a cold or worse still. He was heavier than she expected as she dragged him inside. Cutting wood most days for her fire meant that Mary was strong and capable of doing most physical tasks she needed to around her property. It took her some time to get him into her house and in front of the fire, where she knew the warmth of the fire would slowly warm his body. As she looked down at him she could see the flames from her open fire had created beautiful shadows across his face. Dancing shadows were inside her mind too, much as she tried she couldn't help herself, she stared at him. Mary really loved watching those shadow flames dance across his beautiful face. She leant over and gently touched his face; she told herself it was to see how warm he was. It was obvious, and she could feel, there was a stubble of about 3 days growth on this face. It tickled her palm as she ran her hand over his face. He was a good looking man, she reflected on how much she like how he looked, and he felt so good to touch too. She continued to run her fingers over his neck and up though his wavy think jet black hair. It was a long time since she had a man alone in her house with her. Mary reflected that she had never actually had a man lying next to her open fire. Now she was seeing him lying there, it made her feel like she had been missing something. Strange as it seemed, even an unconscious man in her house gave her house a more homely feel to it. All thoughts of visiting her uncle had now evaporated from her mind, and she was mesmerised by the man lying by her fire. Her dog barking outside in her backyard flung her mind back into her physical world. She went to the back door and looked out through the glass door; as usual there was nothing there and her dog would be barking at shadows again. Mary then considered what she should do next. I should check that there isn't anything seriously wrong with him she thought to herself, and there was only one way to do that obviously; I had better remove all his clothes to see whether anything is bruised or broken she decided. She slowly opened the buttons on his shirt. It revealed his hairy chest, and his very large nipples which were covered by the hair on his chest. Oh, she had never seen such large nipples on a man, certainly not a man with a lush growth of dark hair on his chest. Those nipples were a deep pinkie purple colour. So inviting to touch it was really hard to resist the temptation; no she shouldn't touch should she? Well he was unconscious after all wasn't he, and he wouldn't know what she'd done, she reasoned with herself. It wasn't like she was hurting him, was it, so it would be fine she decided. She restrained herself from just touching him unreservedly. The urge to touch was hard to ignore but she carefully opened the front of his shirt completely. Oh wow, what a sight she thought, she could see that his whole torso was covered in a magnificent coat of fine dark hair that was thicker on his chest and around his nipples. It was just so beautifully masculine and sexy. She gently rolled him over onto his front so that she could remove his shirt from his back. As it came off she could see that his back was covered in a beautiful fleece of dark wavy hair too. The temptation was engrossing and she just couldn't resist any longer so she ran her hands over his back. As her hand connected with his body she could feel the soft merino fleece of hair on his back sliding across the palm of her hand. So soft to touch, she let her fingers slide through opening up the fleece, as she combed it with her hands. Her fingers tingled as she felt the flesh on his back and combine to be touching her flesh, the sensation filling her mind with a lustful longing that she had not experienced in a long time. She felt her body responding, a glowing sensation of heat spread within her, she welcomed the sensation of burning passion and desire that was created in her; as she felt her cheeks burning. Concerned that he might be injured in the lower part of his body, she steeled herself for slowly removing the rest of his clothing. She decides to remove his pants and underwear; oh so carefully. Mary was wary not to touch too much (for her own sake), so she carefully opened the top of his pants and then pulled down the zipper on his pants. Never before had Mary felt so able to do whatever she wanted with a man. His underpants were in view, she had exposed them to the world, and she observed that there was the slight natural bulge at the front of his underwear. Licking her lips she pulled his pants down over his legs and off his body completely. Her pulse was a little fast and she could feel herself slowly losing control of the situation. Then she noticed that his legs were both badly bruised. To ensure he didn't have any injuries around his groin she grasped his underpants and pulled them down, she was careful to lift the fabric over the bulge so that it did not catch and pull at his cock and hairy balls. Now he was completely naked and lying in front of her open fire with only her as his protector. She moved closer to him. He wasn't obviously badly injured or bleeding. Mary wondered about how long he had been lying outside in the cold. He did feel cold! Suppose he was still unconscious because he was too cold? Shouldn't she cuddle up to him to make sure he was warmed up by her body? She had heard that the best way to warm another person was to be naked and to hold them close to you with your skin on their skin. She enthusiastically removed all her clothes. It didn't take too long for Mary to get naked. It was surprisingly quick; she hadn't been so enthusiastic about being naked for some time. Usually she felt uncomfortable about nakedness but this opportunity to help this poor injured man, who was obviously cold and needing her body warmth, drove her to feelings of lustful empathy and compassion. She tried to convince herself that she wasn't horny or exploiting the situation. The delusion, her delusion, was nothing more than a lie that she had told herself. Really, deep within her mind, she knew that her devious motive was her unrestrained lust for his beautiful body. Lying down behind him and close to the fire, she moved herself so that her front was lying pressed against this gorgeous man's back. As she wrapped herself tightly to him, she could feel herself radiating the heat of her desire. Unusually she was having trouble controlling her desire, she couldn't hold back any longer with the temptation before her. The truth of her desire became apparent even as her horniness took control of her; and her inhibitions disappeared as the lust took control of her. He smelt so lovely and she just wanted to have him all for herself. Mary could feel the whole front of her lust filled body on fire. Try as much as she could to deny it, she knew her radiating flesh on his soft cool flesh of maleness was hers to exploit. She had never felt this kind of lustful intensity about a man, it was destabilising. Recognising that she knew she was free to do whatever she wanted; it was a new feeling for her - to know she could do whatever she wanted with this helpless man. Deep inside her mind she felt herself recognise that he was now just a gorgeous big sex toy for her pent up passion that could now be satisfied. Lust surged through her. For he was hers to play with, a big soft toy to touch and explore, as she warmed his body with her passion captured body. Wasn't it partly his fault she thought, if he hadn't needed to be dragged inside by her, made naked, and warmed up, she wouldn't be feeling like a filthy little tramp. She was just running her warm hands over his chest playing with his nipples as she contemplated what she wanted to do with him next. Then her hands wandered down over his stomach feeling the muscles and hair on his belly as her hands explored everything she wanted to, and then she boldly slid her hand down between his legs. She felt what she had been searching for, and while it was as soft as she had expected, her total control over him, was making her pussy glow with a flooding wetness of desire. She let her hands roam over his softness which lay between his legs, and then exploring what felt like soft eggs. It was now hers and she wanted to handle his manhood as it was her right to do, to feel the rubber of his flesh which fitted so neatly into her hand. Compared with the other men she had experienced in the distant past, the flesh of his cock was so pliable and flexible, and so completely under her control. It would move whatever way she desired without the owner's consent. Her conscious was telling her how disgustingly naughty she was, to be taking advantage of this injured man, but she knew deep down she felt she was not going to do anything that would hurt him. And rationalising it to herself, she reasoned that hadn't she been left alone and frustrated far too long? It wasn't her fault that life had left her in a desolate place where her passion could never be easily quenched. Mary felt that life had now offered her the opportunity to enjoy some unfettered pleasure and that she would be denying a windfall if she did not help herself to whatever she wanted from this beautiful man lying next to her naked body. It had been so long a time for her, and she had desires and lustful needs too! She had lost her battle, her desires were now in accendency. Mary moved her hand slowly down over her own stomach and between her legs. It was like lightening had struck her there, her pussy was on fire. She had never felt herself so hot and wet. Never before had that part of her body seemed so like a river of molten larva. Yes it was like her pussy was oozing desire. Out from her body was life's liquid of passion, she was now a wild creature who was untamed and on fire, and ready to capture the body of another for her pleasure. He was hers now. Mary knew what lay ahead for her as she had one hand wrapped around the soft cock between his legs and her other hand was moving over her flesh of her pussy; to the music of lust, and creating a thunderous roar of tearing lust in her mind as she teased herself mercilessly. Her flesh was ignited in consuming passion, and she started to stroke his cock roughly as she used her hand to play with herself. Inside her lust filled mind, the ocean currents of bliss crashed and the waves of ecstasy soared towards their destination; which was her orgasm. As she ran her hands over his groin, sliding up and down his soft cock, tugging at the hairs between his legs, tickling his balls, and finally placing her hand close to his bottom, she felt herself set free of all constraints. Had she simply become a child in a playground of lust? Mary focused harder on the pressure she needed on her clit to push herself to the heights of delightful ecstasy that she had longed to feel. As she rubbed herself harder and harder, she pressed her face into his hair, and inhaled his manly aroma; he was all hers to possess. It was the trigger she needed, as wave after wave of delightful intense pleasure (of her orgasm) washed over her. But was that enough for her; no not likely for this child now running around unrestrained in her playground of lust. Months of frustration had plagued her and teased her senses. Now her blissful passion was released she felt the need for more and more. Mary let go of him and pushed her fingers inside herself, and she used her other hand to continue to play with her clit. Much as she knew she shouldn't do it, she was now sucking and biting at his neck; all her restraints has flown away and she just a simple animal of lust now. And as her barriers of restraint lay scattered before her, lust washed into her mind to carry her to another orgasm. And it didn't stop there, the delightful ecstasy came upon her again. She continued her horny attack on his body. The pleasure was welcomed with delight as Mary maintained the pressure she needed on her pussy and her clit to make herself draw out the pleasure her body was consumed by; and to make herself come again and again. And while her orgasms did last many minutes, they finally subsided and she glided on the pure relaxing pleasure of satisfaction that had captured her. But after a time she slowly drifted back into reality. Realising what she had done, she smiled to herself. Her wish, a wicked wish, was that this gorgeous man, remain unconscious until she had completely satisfied herself throughout the night. And so, she began her fun once again in her playground, he her toy, hers to enjoy as she desired. For without any capacity for complaint or interruption he was a joy toy, and she intended to take her pleasure adventures well into the depths of the night.