7 comments/ 13036 views/ 10 favorites Snow Ch. 04 By: napebaf Author's Note: Sorry for the wait on this chapter. Real life took over for a bit. But it's the longest yet, to make up for the wait. I struggled a bit about what category to put this in. It's a bit kinky for an entry in the Romance category, so if anyone is worried about turn-offs, check out the tags at the end of the last page for spoilers of what this chapter contains. ***** I'm pretty sure it was the longest week of my life. And I'm definitely sure that Snow was planning it that way. I really should have seen it coming. Er... okay, let me back up. I woke up Saturday morning with very sore hips and a very full bladder. The latter was easy enough to solve, at least. Well... that would require getting up. And it was pretty comfortable in bed right now. Somehow Snow had ended up spooning me during the night, and his arms were currently wrapped around my chest. I debated for a few minutes whether it was worth getting up, but eventually the pain in my bladder won out. I was able to get up without waking Snow, thankfully. I needed some time to myself to think straight. I'd proven that I wasn't able to do that while he was in the room. Okay, let's go over things... Well, I came four times last night. Each time better than the last. And he promised to come back next week. And fuck my ass. For the first time. I shook my head to push that thought out of it. I'd agreed to let him do it. I hadn't been coerced. I'd only had two beers, so I couldn't claim I was drunk. Though another two beers before we did it would probably be a good idea. Until then, I just had to not think about it. One thing at a time. Today was the morning after, so the traditional thing was for the woman (that is, me) to fret about if this is a one-time thing or if it might be the start of a real relationship. And in doing so, I'd scare off the guy (Snow) and thus ensure it won't turn into a relationship. So. There was that to look forward to. Probably better to skip all that, and just focus on the sex. Unless he's actually looking for something as well, and he's hoping I bring it up, but I never do, and so he gets bored and I miss out. In which case I should talk to him about it. ...Okay, I think that qualifies as fretting. I'm driving myself crazy for no reason here. Hell, I've spent more time naked around this guy than clothed. Not exactly a good way to figure out how we mesh when sex isn't involved, which is what this really comes down to. After I finished up in the bathroom, I decided on a plan of action. I knocked on my bedroom door as I headed in, hoping it would wake Snow up. "Snow, about Saturday..." I said once I saw his eyes opening up. "Want to maybe go out for dinner first? My treat. I still feel like I owe you for last night." A soft chuckle came from Snow as he pushed himself up to a sitting position. "I had fun too, you know. But sure. It's a date." The first text came Monday afternoon: "About Saturday: Good to pick you up at 6?" I was working at the time, but I could spare a moment to reply and say it was fine. A few minutes later, I got a reply back: "Good. Be back in plenty of time before 10. Hope you'll be ready for it." A brief image flashed in my mind of what we'd be doing, and I tried to suppress it. Work soon helped to distract me, but the thought nagged at the back of my mind. Would I be ready? Tuesday morning, another text came. "Noticed a nice place downtown. How do you feel about Greek food?" At this point, I still hadn't caught on to what Snow was doing, so I replied seriously. It wasn't my favorite thing, but I'd give it a go if he wanted to try it. A few hours later, I got another text from him. "Gotcha. I'll let you know. Want you to enjoy yourself, then and later. Especially later." Another subtle reminder of what was coming. I didn't have any plans that evening, so the reminder had a chance to bounce around in my mind as I prepared myself dinner. The whole thing was starting to feel just a bit unreal. What had happened the previous weekend seemed almost like a dream, with only the lingering soreness in my hips attesting to the fact that it was real. Well, that and the texts from Snow. That certainly made it feel a lot more real. And the prospect of what was coming was also starting to feel almost frighteningly real. Dammit, what did I agree to? I can't do this, can I? I shuddered a bit at the thought. Maybe I could do it. I could do it. I just had to relax. I had to get in the mood. To help with that, I decided to have a beer along with dinner, and another afterward. I grabbed a third as well, to help steady my nerves as I sat down at my computer and decided to see just how easy it would be to get in the mood. Long story short: Three beers in me made it pretty easy. It also made it pretty hard to resist texting Snow. The fourth beer made resistance impossible. I'm pretty sure that beer came about as an attempt to get myself to loosen up so I could try out my buttplug. That part didn't happen, but I did manage to send Snow a text saying, "4 dayd left till i fuck ur ass. O whops thats ur line!" I'm not going to pretend I'm proud of that. I have a very crappy sense of humor when I'm drunk, and I'm apparently too good to need autocorrect. Mercifully, Snow didn't bother to reply to that text. I wouldn't have blamed him if he did. At the very least, I deserved to have him send a "3 days left" reminder the next day. I know I certainly had it on my mind. But no. I just got another inquiry about a restaurant - this time Italian, which I was much more favorable towards - and then another subtle reminder of what was going to happen afterward. It was like my drunk text had never happened. I didn't hear anything from Snow on Thursday while I was at work, but I found a package waiting for me when I got home. It was a brown box, just small enough to slip through my mail slot, labeled for express delivery. I cursed as I picked it up, vowing to keep to a strict two-beer maximum to avoid anymore surprise purchases like this. I almost didn't open the package, but curiosity eventually got the better of me. Given what I'd gotten into two nights previously, I was expecting to find another buttplug inside, but that wasn't the case. Instead, I found a quite realistic-looking dildo. Well, it was a realistic shaft, at least. It didn't have balls, like some dildos I'd seen. It did have an expanded base, though, and... Out of curiosity, I flicked the switch I found in the base, and the shaft started to move in my hand. It didn't vibrate, though - the tip of it bent outward and rotated. The motion was erratic, probably random, and certainly like nothing an actual cock could do. I didn't know how I'd come across the idea of getting one of these, but I was kind of glad I did. I found myself getting wet simply from staring at it, wondering how it might feel to have it inside of me. I debated whether or not to try it out right away, but in the end I turned it off and put it away. I could use it to get myself in the mood later. The longer I waited, the more eager I'd be. I suppose that was probably true for my plans with Snow, as well. The more I thought about our plans, the more appealing a prospect it seemed. I was still afraid it would hurt, but I was also getting more hopeful that it would feel damn good. Hell, that morning, I'd had to stop myself from fingering my ass in the shower. I wasn't going to spoil this. I was going to wait for Snow. A bit later that evening, I got a text from Snow: "Hope it arrived by now; only time I'll do this. A little gift for you. Feel free to enjoy it; will use it Saturday for sure." I stared at my phone for a good minute after receiving that text, trying to decide whether to be angry, flattered, aroused, or angry in the good way. If he hadn't mentioned it would be the only time he'd do this, I might well have decided on simple anger. It felt like a bit much, but the timing of this - two days after my drunk text to him - and the fact that I'd told him about the fact that I'd ordered myself something like this in the past while drunk, made me suspect that this might have been his own peculiar way of teasing me about the drunk text. Well, if that was it, then I kind of did have some sort of tease coming. So... "anger in the good way" felt appropriate. I found myself texting back a quick reply: "Fucking asshole." "That's the plan. 10 sharp in two days. No getting out of it," came the reply a minute later. I wish I could say I'd intended to set him up for that. Reading that sent a rush of heat through my body, and it was all I could do resist giving my new toy a test ride right then. I was going to wait if it drove me crazy. Which it was beginning to. I waited all day Friday for a text from Snow. I'd picked up on his plan by then. By the time I'd gotten home from work though, nothing had come. It wasn't until later that evening that I finally heard from him: "24 hours left. Think I'm going to try to make you howl." I closed my eyes as I read this, trying desperately to calm my libido. I really didn't need to hold myself off, did I? I mean, it wasn't like I'd promised him I'd wait. He'd even said I could try out the toy he'd sent me. But... No. I had to hold off. The more heat that built up before then, the more that would be released when I finally came. It would make it all the easier to get in the mood for anal this way. To be honest, I was already in the mood. The waiting was going to kill me. Somehow I managed to hold myself off. I bent the rules I'd set for myself just a little in the afternoon, but only during a shower to try to make sure I was clean and ready. Aside from that, it was all waiting on Snow. After our date, that was. It probably didn't matter that much how I dressed up for our date. I'd met Snow while bundled up in winter wear, after all, so it wasn't like I had much of an image to maintain. But if we were looking at the possibility of something more, dressing for the occasion wouldn't hurt. After a lot of internal debate, I decided to go with a pair of tight-fitting white slacks and a sharp blue blouse. Underneath, I wore my matching pair of solid blue boyshort panties and a demi bra. Let's see him and try and resist. I cocked a grin as I stared at myself in the mirror, imagining how Snow might look at me. Oh yeah, this would work. A few minutes after 6, I heard the buzzer for the front door. After letting Snow know I'd be right down, I grabbed my keys, coat, and purse, and then headed down to meet him. I forced myself to stop rushing as I reached the front door. I didn't want to look too eager here. I took a moment to catch my breath, and then opened up the door. I'd already started to smile as Snow came into view, and my eyes lit up in pleasant surprise as I saw the bouquet of white flowers he held. "Good evening, Nathalie," he said, smiling gently at me as he held out the flowers. "How are you tonight?" I chewed on my lower lip for a moment as I eyed him. "I'm doing pretty good. Though I must say... I wasn't expecting this from you." I reached out to take the flowers from Snow, taking a moment to inhale their fragrance. I closed my eyes briefly, smiling a bit more. A secret romantic, is he? As I opened up my eyes, I looked up to meet Snow's gaze, finding him smiling back at me. "Well, I'm glad you appreciate it," he said. "Would you like to leave them in your apartment now? I don't mind waiting." I shook my head. They'd keep through the night at least, and that was the important part. "That's alright. I can bring them in later," I said. "Alright," Snow said. "Let me show you to my car then. It's a bit of a drive from here." Snow turned off, waiting for me to come up to his side before he started off toward his car. We made small talk as we walked to the car. Part of me was expecting Snow to sneak in innuendo to what we had planned later that night, but it wasn't to come. That was probably for the best, I figured. I didn't want to find myself getting too hot in public, after all. But nearer the end of the date, some flirting was definitely going to be in order. As we got into his car and Snow drove off, I asked him, "So, have you lived here all your life?" "Just a year," Snow said, shaking his head a bit. "I moved here for the job. It's a pretty nice city, though. I'm starting to like it here. You?" "It's not bad here," I said, glancing over at him and smiling. "Except when it snows and everything shuts down. Then it's a mix of crappy and awesome." "Oh really?" Snow said, taking a quick moment to glance over at me before looking back at the road. "That's a problem." "A problem?" "Indeed. I haven't done enough to make you forget about the 'crappy' part. I'll have to fix that," Snow said. He wasn't looking over at me, but I could still detect a bit of a twinkle in his eyes. "Oh? Plan to do a memory wipe on me? I might have to use my safeword," I replied. "Huh. So a threatened memory wipe is a 'maybe' on your safeword," Snow said. He came to a stop at a red light, a took a moment to look over at me. "I'll have to keep that in mind so I don't inadvertently push that particular limit." "Good," I said. "Though I must admit, you are doing a good job at outbalancing the crappy with awesome. So far." Snow grinned in reply, turning back to road and continuing on to the restaurant. "Well, as for me, I don't really mind the snow." "Well there's a surprise," I said, rolling my eyes. There was a reason I'd nicknamed him "Snow" after all. Snow ignored my comment. "Well, if you don't need to buy anything, it's oddly beautiful when the city shuts down. Though if you do need to buy something, I imagine beauty isn't the first thing on your mind. In my case though, last weekend wasn't bad either way. And I managed to find even more beauty than I was hoping for." I slowly looked over at Snow. Was that a compliment? Possibly the first one I'd gotten from him? Well, I was going to take it that way, even if he had left himself some plausible deniability. I didn't say a word in reply, but I did smile throughout the rest of the drive. The restaurant Snow had picked out was an independently-run place called "Il Positano." Snow seemed to be on good terms with the maitre d', and he was able to get us a nice, secluded table off in a corner. As we sat down, I eyed Snow for a moment. As the maitre d' walked off, I said, "Take all your dates here, do you?" Snow looked up at me from the menu and raised an eyebrow. "You'd be the first," he said. "Though I did come here once before on my own to check it out - I didn't want to take you to a crappy place, after all. And the host seems to have remembered how much I tipped him last time." I narrowed my eyes a bit. It was quite possible he was telling the truth. That certainly wasn't anything any of my past dates would have done, but so far I had no reason to distrust Snow. "Well, thanks then," I said, looking down at the list of wines and trying to get my mind on something else. "Um, how about a bottle of white wine? My treat," I said. "I think you're treating me to enough with dinner already," Snow said, putting his menu down for a moment. "And even then, I think that makes us more than even." "Well fine then. I'm not doing it to make us even. I'm doing it because I want this to be a nice evening," I said. "So, white wine: In or out?" Snow raised an eyebrow and was silent for a moment. "In. That is, as long as you assure me this isn't a plot to get me drunk so you can have your way with me." "Pfft. Like I need to get you drunk," I said, cracking a grin. "But I promise." It wasn't long before the waiter came to take our drink orders. Once the wine had arrived, I held up my glass toward Snow. "Anything you feel like toasting to tonight?" I said, a slight suggestive tone to my voice. "Hmm..." Snow picked up his glass and thought for a moment. He looked over at me, a slight smile on his lips. "Why do I get the feeling that there's a particular answer to that question you're hoping for?" he said, tapping his finger against his wineglass. I tilted my head. "Probably because you're better at reading me than I am at reading you. Which is also why I want to hear some of your thoughts. Don't worry, there's no wrong answer tonight." Snow's expression softened a bit. "Alright," he said, holding up his glass toward me. After a moment's thought, he said, "To a hopeful future, then." I felt a soft fluttering in my stomach as I processed this. It seemed we were on the same page with our hopes after all. I brought my glass up to his and smiled at him. "To a hopeful future," I said. "Where even if things don't go perfectly, we can still have a lot of fun together." "Fun indeed," Snow said, his lips curling up into a grin. "...Hey. Stop imagining the fun and pick out your dinner," I said, playfully sticking my tongue out at him. "You're making it hard for me to stop wondering what you're thinking about." "Hmm. You sure I'm the one having trouble keeping their mind on dinner?" Snow said. "...Shut up." I blushed faintly and looked down at my menu. Okay, food... focus on dinner... Snow thankfully had the good sense not to press the matter, and I was able to come up with something to order by the time the waiter returned. I gently coughed after I passed the menu off to him and looked back to Snow. I tilted my head as I looked over him, spending a minute thinking about things. Some part of my mind felt like I might be rushing things a little. At least, when it came to my own feelings. We hadn't really committed to anything but a possibility at this point. I didn't want to get ahead of myself here. I still barely knew this guy. Well, it was far beyond time to fix that. "Alright, Snow. Time to talk," I said. He looked up at me and raised an eyebrow. In his place, I might have made a joke about asking what we'd been doing until that point, but I wasn't going to give him the chance to do so. "First things first... what's your last name? And you better not say it actually is 'Snaumann.' I checked, and that's not a real name." Snow let out a chuckle as he leaned back in his chair. "Starting with the hard questions, are you? Well, I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours." "Aren't we a little old for that game?" I said, with a slight grin. "But fine. It's Richardson." "Daniels," Snow said. He held out his hand. "Nice to meet you, Nathalie Richardson." I took his hand in my own. "And nice to meet you, Terry Daniels." "...You can keep calling me 'Snow' if you want," Snow replied, giving my hand a quick shake. "Good." I made sure to grab the flowers Snow had given me earlier as we returned home from the date. I was feeling a delightful buzz as we walked back to my apartment, and it certainly wasn't from the wine. I'd made sure to keep myself to two glasses of wine tonight, and so this giddy buzz was completely natural. I'd been with my last boyfriend for quite a while before we broke up, and the thrill of a new relationship was something I hadn't experienced in just as long. Okay, maybe it wasn't quite like this before. Well, it definitely wasn't just like this. We were doing a few steps out of order this time. In an order that was new to me, at least. I'd had a couple one night stands before, but never anything I particularly wanted to go anywhere. I'd felt an extra spark this time though, and tonight's date had confirmed that there really was something between us beyond just sexual chemistry. We'd managed to go most of the date without falling back to sexual innuendo to drive the conversation. Plus, I finally felt like I was actually getting to know Snow. There were still a few pieces of the puzzle I had yet to put together, but his reticence was beginning to make sense. Apparently I wasn't the only one who'd gotten a bit defensive after a tough breakup; Snow simply expressed it a lot differently than I did. Though with the different circumstances in his case, that did make sense. If I'd been driven off and turned down for being too affectionate early on, I might well have found myself holding back like that as well. He hadn't quite said outright that this was what had happened, but from reading between the lines, I was feeling pretty comfortable with this theory. Snow Ch. 04 He was opening up to me now, though. I'd sensed some of his affection before, and he'd shown it in a few subtle ways, but I was slowly getting him to admit more and more of it. I also noticed that he was becoming more at ease - I'd stopped noticing a delay before he spoke, as if he no longer felt the need to filter himself with me. It could have just been my imagination though, or me getting used to him. This was just our first real date in any case, and it would take more time before he was truly comfortable with me. But that was fine. Tonight had been great, and I, for one, was certainly more comfortable around him. "So..." I said as we reached the door to my apartment, turning around to face Snow. "Tonight certainly was fun." Snow smiled softly and nodded. "It was. Thank you for dinner, Nathalie," he said. "My pleasure," I said. I took a slow step closer to Snow, leaning back a bit so I could look up at him. I idly licked my lips, wondering just how he planned to play things tonight. Keep up the romance, perhaps? Catch me off-guard and take me? Hmm... that might require me to let him in first. Snow looked down to meet my gaze. I felt his hand slowly stroke down my arm, finally clasping my hand in his and giving it a squeeze. Slowly, he leaned in toward me, his lips approaching mine. My tongue licked across my lips eagerly in the moment before he kissed me. My eyes fell closed, and my free hand found its way to his side. I pulled myself in close to him, my lips returning and deepening the kiss. After this whole week, all the teasing, and all the anticipation of tonight, I was finding it hard to wait until we got inside. I had to fight to keep from taking him right then and there. But it would be better to wait. I wanted to let him take the lead tonight, anyway. So, for the time being, I let myself simply enjoy the kiss. And maybe reach my hand around to give his ass a surreptitious squeeze. When Snow finally pulled back, I gave my most charming smile. "Would you maybe like to come in for a cup of coffee?" I said, raising an eyebrow at him and fighting the urge to let out a giggle. As if we hadn't been planning this. "That's alright," Snow said, with a slight shake of his head. "I'm not much of a coffee drinker. How about we just fuck instead?" At this, I couldn't hold back my laugh any longer. Only after that did I think to look around and check if any of the neighbors had overheard, but thankfully we were in the clear. "Sounds good," I said, beginning to fumble with my purse to get out my key without dropping the bouquet of flowers Snow had given me. With Snow's help holding my purse, I managed to get the keys out, and I led him up to my apartment. Quite aware that Snow might be planning to surprise me at any moment, I took off my coat, then headed into my kitchen so I could set up the flowers in some water. By the time I'd finished, the lack of a surprise from Snow was itself surprising. I turned back toward him suspiciously, and I raised an eyebrow as I noticed the huge smile on his face. "What is it?" I said. "Just thinking how good you look in that outfit tonight," Snow said, taking a step toward me. I couldn't help but smile at this. "Well, you're really saying all the right things tonight," I said, leaning back against the kitchen counter and giving him a mischievous look. "You wouldn't be doing this just so you can get into my pants, would you?" Snow's eyes widened, and he held up his hands. "I'm just telling the truth. Getting into your pants is simply a bonus." "Hmm..." I stepped toward Snow, bringing my hand up and placing my finger to his chest. "You know... It occurs to me that last week I revealed to you that I really enjoyed things being romantic in bed from time to time. Tell me the truth. And: 'Red.' I mean it," I said, using my safeword to make sure he knew I wasn't completely playing around here. I really did want to know the truth about this. "If you're just being like this to play into my fantasy, tell me." "...Nathalie," Snow said after a moment, reaching up to take my hand in his. He gave it a soft squeeze, and he smiled gently at me. "I won't pretend I hadn't thought about that, but I'm not faking anything right now." I eyed him for a second. "Alright," I said, idly licking my lips again. The tension was beginning to get to me now. I wasn't sure if I wanted to throw him onto my bed, get thrown onto my bed, or take it slow and sweet. "Well..." I said, "I did promise you we'd give one of your fantasies a go tonight..." "There's time," Snow said. "Besides..." He took a step toward me, bringing his body up against mine and looking down at me. He wrapped his arms slowly around my back as he continued, "I may just have a few ideas in mind to help get you ready for later in the process." Just as he finished, I felt Snow's hands move down to cup my ass. I let out a bit of a shudder as I looked up at him, wondering just what he had in mind. "...Okay," I said, deciding to go along with whatever he was planning. I was barely able to get the word out before he leaned down again to capture my lips in another kiss. It was a good thing Snow was holding me right then, as my legs suddenly seemed to be getting quite weak. I reached my arms around him to keep myself up, and I let him take the lead in the kiss. His lips moved slowly, but they left no doubt that he was in charge in here. With his lips claiming mine, and his hands slowly squeezing in on my ass, there was no question on the matter: I was his. I hummed as Snow pulled back from the kiss. With the way his hands were massaging my ass right now, I almost didn't want to head off to the bedroom. But I knew that was where the real fun was to be had, so I pushed myself away from Snow and took his hand in mine as I led him there. "On the bed," I said as we passed through the doorway. Snow looked over at me with a grin. "I was about to say the same to you." I shook my head. "Too late." I placed my hand on his back and pushed him forward as I moved to the foot of the bed. "Just a little preview tonight," I said. "Once I get in some more practice, I'll give you a proper striptease. For now, though..." I brought my hands up to the top button of my blouse, though I waited until Snow finally got onto the bed before I began to unbutton it. I looked into Snow's eyes as my hands slowly worked their way down the blouse, undoing each button slowly, deliberately. I tried to connect with Snow as best as I could, imagine what he was seeing, and then work to make that sight as sexy as possible. I cocked my hips to the side and gave Snow a smoldering look. My hands reached the final button of my blouse, and I reached up to pull the sides of it apart - not all the way, just a crack. Just enough so that Snow could see a tantalizing inch of flesh down my body, along with a hint of my bra. It was the tease he wanted, and so I'd give it to him. I turned around as I opened up my blouse all the way. I let it fall back, off of my shoulders, exposing them to Snow. I then slowly let the blouse fall lower, letting him see more and more of my back each moment. As I did this, I heard the sound of Snow shifting on the bed. I didn't know if he was planning to get up or just adjusting his position, but I froze in place, just in case. I turned my head, looking over my shoulder at Snow as he got up. His hand reached out to the clasp of my bra, and he undid it as he pressed his body up against mine. He placed a hand on my shoulder as he leaned in toward my ear. "Thank you, Nathalie. But you're simply too hard to resist. Next time you'd better cuff me to the bed." "Noted," I said, leaning back against Snow. His mouth came in to meet mine for another kiss. His hands slid found the straps of my bra, and he slowly stripped it from my torso as we kissed. As soon as the bra had dropped to the floor, I turned back toward Snow. I reached my arms around him, my hands holding his head against mine. Snow's hands found their way to my breasts, and he wasted no time in beginning to massage them. I closed my eyes, giving myself a moment to simply enjoy his touch, before I brought my hands down his back, finding the hem of his shirt. I pulled it upward, taking just a brief break from the kiss so I could get his shirt out of the way. I planted a series of kisses on Snow's lips as I pushed him back toward the bed. He went along with my plans, moving back up onto it and lying on his back as I climbed up on top of him. I trailed my hands across his chest for a minute. I wanted to get to know every inch of his body, every patch of skin, every muscle. I wasn't able to work at this too long though, as arousal took over me when I felt Snow's hand's on my breasts once more. I threw my head back as he played with them, and I let out a moan as his fingers gently pinched in on my nipples, filling both mounds with a wave of pleasure. "Mm... just like that..." I said. I must have spent just a bit too long letting myself feel the pleasure in my breasts, as I didn't even notice that Snow's hands had left them until he used them to roll me over onto my back. I let out a protest as he pulled back from me, prompting Snow to raise an eyebrow. "I do need to get out a condom, you know," he said, not getting up from the bed just yet. "Or did you want to go without?" "Well... kind of," I said, glancing away from him and blushing slightly. I hadn't even realized that was how I felt until I spoke. It was true though. "I'm on the pill, so... I guess, question is how certain you are you're... you know, in the clear." "I'm certain," Snow said. I looked back at him, meeting his gaze and trying to gauge just how truthful he was being. It didn't take more than a second for me to decide. I trusted him. He hadn't raised a single red flag in my mind in the time I'd known him. There was no reason to believe he was lying here. "You?" Snow asked. "I've been careful," I said. Until now, I'd only had unprotected sex with my first boyfriend - who was a virgin at the time - and my most recent ex - who I was confident wasn't a cheater. "Though... we can use one if you want. I just... well, it's a bit more intimate without, and... Er, up to you. No pressure." I bit my lips, cutting myself off from saying anything more. Snow chuckled at this display from me. He leaned in and planted a quick kiss on my lips. "I trust you," he said as he pulled back. I lit up at hearing this, and I eagerly brought my hands down to the waistband of his pants. "Then what are you waiting for?" I said as I tried to pull his pants off. It was a bit hard to reach in my current position, but Snow moved up a bit so that I was able to get them down past his knees at least, and he kicked them off the rest of the way. As I brought my hands back up to work on his underwear, I felt his hands move in to work at pulling off my slacks as well. I decided to hold off for a bit so that we didn't get too tangled together, and I instead took another moment to trace my hands over Snow's chest, and then up to his shoulders, and down his arms. I squeezed in gently, feeling his muscles for a moment. My mind flashed back to the previous week, with how easily he was able to overpower me. But we weren't pretending to be adversaries right now. He was on my side, now. He had strength, but he was being sweet, careful, making love to me rather than taking me roughly. As I felt my pants get near my knees, I kicked a bit to get them the rest of the way off. It might have been my turn to strip Snow next, but I was in no rush. Instead, I brought my hands up to Snow's shoulders, letting him know that he could keep going and remove my panties as well. Snow gave me a small nod, but he didn't remove my panties right away. He stroked his hands up and down my legs first, finally grasping the waistband of my panties the second time his hands came back up, and pulling them slowly down. Once I kicked my panties off, I got up and straddled Snow once more. I reached down to his boxers, pulling them down as I gazed eagerly, watching for his cock to come into view. I licked my lips as the it popped out, already quite erect. "Enjoying the romance as well, are you?" I said, looking back up at his face. "Very much," Snow said, smiling at me. Feeling an extra wave of warmth in my chest at this, I pulled his boxers the rest of the way off. I wasn't moving from this position just yet, though. I reached my hand slowly up to his cock, gently grasping the shaft. I slowly began to stroke it, feeling its size and firmness within my palm. I didn't want to get him too aroused just yet, or else he'd finish to soon, but I didn't want to pass up this opportunity either. After a few moments though, I pulled my hand back. "Shouldn't get ahead of myself. Don't want to wear you out too early," I said. Snow nodded. He reached a hand up to me. I took it, and he pulled me toward him, where our lips met once more. His hands moved around to my back, stroking slowly down toward my ass. "Mm..." I said as I pulled back from the kiss. "You do like my ass, don't you? Thinking about later tonight?" "No... I'm thinking about right now," Snow said. He moved one of his hands slowly around to my front, placing his palm just about my slit. His other hand moved up to my breast, and he gently squeezed in on it as his first hand moved down, sliding his fingers slowly along my slit. "What do you say, Nathalie. Willing to try something a bit new?" Snow asked. I hummed from the pleasure Snow's hands were granting me. "I say, 'Give me your best, big boy,'" I replied, cracking a grin. He was still being vague about what he might have planned, but I had a couple ideas, both quite appealing. "Will do," Snow replied. He reached his hands around me once more and rolled me over onto my back. He leaned in to plant a quick kiss on my cheek and said, "Be right back. Close your eyes. Promise I'll make it worth your while." "...Alright," I said. I wasn't quite expecting this, but I went along with it. I felt Snow getting off the bed, and a second later I heard him opening up my drawer of toys. "I'm going to put the blindfold on you, alright?" Snow said. "I'll take it off in a few minutes, though." I smiled a bit at this. It felt a bit odd to have him ask about this after how dominant he'd been the previous weekend. "You don't have to ask, you know. But... thanks for asking. Oh, and yes. It's okay," I said. I felt Snow put the blindfold on my head, and then I lay back, adjusting to find a comfortable position. A few moments later, I felt Snow's weight on the bed once more. His hands cupped my breasts, and as he began to massage them, I felt his lips plant a quick kiss on my own. He then planted another kiss on my cheek, and then another just below it. His kisses trailed down until he found my neck, kissing in deeply on my pulse point. I let out a moan as pleasure spread out from my neck, and the moan deepened as Snow's hands squeezed in on my breasts, which caused a second wave of pleasure to run through my body. Snow kissed at my neck like this for a few more moments before moving off. His hands trailed down my stomach, moving around to rest on my hips. His lips planted a trail of kisses down my chest, finally homing in on my left nipple. I hummed as his lips engulfed it, and his tongue began to swirl around the nub. This wasn't exactly new, like he'd promised, but I certainly wasn't going to complain. As Snow was working at my breast, his hands moved in to my thighs, and he gently pushed them apart. Once my legs were spread, his hand trailed in and began to stroke along my slit. Just as his mouth switched over to give my other breast some attention, his fingers slipped inside of me. I found myself humming from the attention. I'd completely forgotten about the fact that he'd promised something new until his fingers pulled off my pussy and moved down to my asshole. I tensed up a bit on instinct, but he wasn't pushing inside. "Just relax, Nathalie. Trust me on this," Snow said. Hearing his voice certainly helped. I did trust him. Whatever he had planned, I trusted him. For now though, Snow simply circled his finger around the hole. His finger went away for a moment, and then returned. I felt it spreading some lube around my asshole, and I tried to relax, tried to keep myself from getting too nervous. Oh fuck, is he going to do it now? What time was it? He'd said he'd do my ass at 10, but I hadn't been paying attention to the clock. Was it that late already? "Nathalie..." Snow said. "It's alright. I'm just going to start with a finger. I'm not going to take your ass yet. I'm just going to help get you ready for it, okay?" I nodded at this, blushing a little. I didn't want to let my nerves get the better of me here. I'd already decided I wanted to do that; I just had to relax and try to enjoy it. So, taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling, I let myself relax, and I felt Snow's finger slowly push its way inside my ass. Oh fuck that's good... I felt myself instantly getting more turned on at the thought of what we were doing. His finger didn't hurt at all, even when I squeezed in on it. My ass felt so full, and I could feel his finger touching inside of me. After giving me a minute to get used to it, Snow slowly began to slide his finger in and out. I hummed a bit, encouraging him to keep at it. I lay back and brought my hands to my breasts, gently massaging them as Snow fingered my ass. His finger began to circle around a bit, and I could feel it touching all of my inner walls in turn. I was surprised to find just how sensitive it was in there; maybe even as sensitive as my pussy. Snow's finger began to make larger circles, gently pulling at my opening. Getting me ready, I supposed. I hummed a bit, imagining his cock sliding into my ass, filling it up so much more than his finger could. I let out a whimper. "Fuck... don't know if I can wait..." I muttered. "Not much longer," Snow replied. "Here's something to tide you over, though." I felt Snow's thumb slip inside my pussy, and he gently squeezed it against the finger in my ass. "Oh fuck!" My eyes rolled into the back of my head at this new sensation. My body quickly heated up as Snow's fingers squeezed in on my inner wall, and I had to squeeze in hard on my breasts to sate the heat that was building up in them. "Fuck... Snow..." "Like that, do you?" Snow said. "Oh fuck yes!" I cried out. "More..." "Well, if you insist..." Snow said. Despite these words, his fingers pulled out from my ass and pussy. I was just about to protest when I felt something else press against my asshole. It was cooler than his finger had been, and it pushed easily into my asshole, slowly spreading it apart. As I felt my ass spreading out more and more, I finally figured out what it was. "Heh... guess it's about time that buttplug saw some use..." I said. It was the plug Snow had seen before, which I'd bought while drunk and horny but had never had the guts to try out. Well, I didn't have much choice about it now. "Ah... bit tight..." Snow slowed down as I said this. I was beginning to feel a bit stretched-out right now. It wasn't really hurting, but it was almost at that point. "We'll take it slow, then," Snow said. He pulled the plug out for a moment, and then pushed it against my asshole again. I could feel a bit more lube on it this time. "Just let me know if it starts to hurt." "Okay," I said. I let myself relax as I felt him push the plug into my ass, reminding myself how good it felt to have his finger in there. He stroked the plug in and out a few times, each time stretching me out just a bit more. It was feeling so big... I thought I'd bought a relatively slender one, but with how stretched I was feeling, I was beginning to wonder. But then, just when I felt like I was stretched to my limit and something would tear if I were pulled apart anymore, the plugged popped in, and my asshole relaxed, closing in around it. Snow Ch. 04 "You did it," Snow said. "How does it feel, Nathalie?" "Full," I said. "And hot... so hot..." As I spoke, Snow gently began to move the plug within me. Damn, that felt huge inside my ass. I could feel my walls squeezing in on it. I wasn't feeling too stretched-out right now though, and the gentle touch against all my inner walls felt so, so good. My body was steadily heating up now. My hand moved on instinct toward my crotch, ready to get myself off, but Snow caught it before it reached its target. "Let me," he said. "...kay," I said. I expected to feel Snow's hand on my slit, but he simply moved my hands aside. A moment later, I felt him crawl up over me. He removed the blindfold from my eyes, and he leaned down to capture my lips in a soft kiss before I could focus my eyes. I whimpered a bit, but I soon melted into the kiss. Snow's hand soon found my breast once more, and I let out a deep moan. I shifted my hips a bit as the pleasure became nearly unbearable, which served to remind me of the buttplug's presence, which in turn served to push my pleasure even higher. Thankfully, Snow seemed to pick up on this. He shifted his position, and I felt the tip of his cock press against my slit. I couldn't say much with his lips still pressed against mine, but I think I got my point across with a desperate moan, and he slowly began to slide his dick into me. Snow was slower than he'd been the previous times we'd fucked, giving me a chance to focus on the sensations as I was slowly filled up. With the plug in my ass, and his dick now filling my pussy, I felt more stuffed than ever before. As Snow bottomed out, I pulled back from the kiss. "Wait," I said. "Hold it. Right there..." Snow stopped, and I took the chance to get used to the feeling. I could feel my inner wall being squeezed between his cock and the plug, and the added pressure made his cock feel even bigger than before. I shifted my hips slowly, feeling both his cock and the plug moving inside me. With a hum, I rested my head back on the pillow, smiled up at Snow, and said, "Alright. Let's do this." Snow smiled back at me. He took a moment to adjust his position. He used one hand for leverage, and he placed the other on my breast as he slowly began to thrust into me. I wrapped my arms around him, holding on as I looked up into his eyes. Snow returned the gaze, and something in his eyes sent an extra wave of pleasure through me. Okay, maybe it could have been the feeling of his dick filling me up, or of the buttplug shifting within my ass, or of his hand squeezing in on my breast, but I think it was his gaze. It was still early. I didn't really know what connection we might have, or how well we might work together, but I certainly felt a spark. There was something here that could grow, and I was going to give it every chance possible to do so. And I wasn't just talking about Snow's cock. That had already grown to quite a pleasant size. I leaned up and planted a quick kiss on Snow's lips. I trailed my hands down his back, reaching out to hold onto his ass. "Give it to me," I said, finding Snow's gaze again. "Make me cum. Make me scream." I heard a chuckle come from deep in Snow's throat. "Give it to you? And just what 'it' might we be talking about?" he said. His hand left my breast, trailing down toward my pussy. He gradually picked up the pace of his thrusting, pushing in hard with each stroke. I slowly felt the tension build in me as his hand neared my clit, ready for it to be released as he found the nub. But it seemed Snow had something else in mind. His hand suddenly reached around, pulling my leg up as he reached under me and grasped the base of the buttplug. "Could it be this, perhaps?" My eyes widened as Snow pulled on the plug. It wasn't hard enough to pull it out, but I did feel myself beginning to get stretched out again. Snow then rotated the plug around slowly, making sure I felt it against all my walls. "Oh fuck..." I said, my eyes rolling back into my head as arousal began to overtake me. The combination of the plug moving within my ass and his cock stroking in and out of my pussy was so hot. "Fuck, that's not it but I'll take it..." I muttered. "Oh?" Snow said. He picked up the pace of his thrusting. "You'd better tell me soon what it is. I'm about to unload into your cunt. So, Nathalie. Tell me what you want." Snow gave my ass a quick slap, and I felt it tighten in on the plug. "Haa..." I breathed out. My whole body was heating up now. I honestly didn't know what I wanted most now. There were so many things I wanted him to do to me. But perhaps it was best to try and cum with him right now. "My clit..." I said. "Hard... please..." I tried to focus on Snow's face again, but the sudden feeling of his fingers seeking out my clit made it nearly impossible to concentrate. I let out a moan as his fingers found their target, feeling pleasure wash through my body. I grasped Snow tightly within my arms, wanting... no, needing to keep him close as I approached orgasm. "Snow... fuck me... fuck... say my name... please..." I moaned, my mind not paying attention to the words as they came out of my mouth. "Is that what you want, Nathalie?" He said. His dick stopped suddenly as he pulled out, but then he slammed it hard into my pussy. I felt him lean down, capturing my lips in a quick kiss as his dick began moving again. "Fine. Cum for me, Nathalie." Snow's fingers pushed in hard on my clit, squeezing it in between them and his cock. "Scream, Nathalie!" "Fuck... Snow!" I called out. I threw my head back as the heat within my body became too much to handle. A wave of pleasure flooded through me, each stroke of Snow's cock renewing it. I rode out the waves, letting each wash over me and fill my body with delightful pleasure. Finally, I found myself humming with delight as they settled down. Soon enough, I felt Snow's cock push deep inside of me, twitching as he came as well. I closed my eyes, thinking about how his seed was filling me up. Oh yes, so much better without a condom. "Mm... that was... so good..." I said. Snow relaxed, laying on top of me. I looked up into his eyes again, and I was soon rewarded with a sweet kiss to my lips. "...Good indeed," Snow said as he pulled back. He made no move to withdraw his cock from my pussy, but I wasn't in any particular rush to pull off either. It was quite nice being connected like this. I let my eyes drift closed for a few minutes. Eventually, I opened them up, wondering just how late it had gotten. 9:31... "29 minutes..." I muttered, finding a grin spread across my face. "Well, big boy," I said, looking over at Snow. "What do you think we could do in the 29 minutes before you fuck my ass?" Snow pulled back up, looking over so he could meet my gaze. "I know exactly what we can do," he said. I felt his hand trail down my side, moving around behind me to grasp the plug in my ass. He slowly began to pull out on it. "I told you I'd fuck your ass at 10. I never said it would be for the first time." Snow Ch. 05 Author's Note: This chapter finishes up what I had planned for this fic. I'll likely come back to these characters at some point, but I do have some other ideas I'd like to get to as well. In any case, I hope you all enjoy! ***** "I told you I'd fuck your ass at 10. I never said it would be for the first time," he said, gently pulling the buttplug out of my ass. I felt as if I shrunk an inch upon hearing this. My eyes widened, and I looked up at Snow nervously. As images flashed through my mind, I couldn't help but feel my body slowly heating up. "Um..." I wasn't planning to refuse. But figuring out how to agree to that was the tough part. When I finally decided that words had failed me, I gave Snow a simple nod. I suppose I was expecting Snow to dominate me right then and there, but that didn't seem to be his plan. Once he'd placed the buttplug aside, he pulled off of me and lay down beside me. He traced his hand slowly up my side, letting it come to a rest on my shoulder. He was silent for a minute, and eventually he said, "...Nathalie. I promised you I'd give it to you hard, and I still plan to. But not for our first attempt at this. There's too much risk of seriously hurting you. So let's do this slowly, okay?" "Er... right, good idea," I said. He was probably right on that. Perhaps I should have done a bit of research on this to make sure it went alright. "Snow..." I said. "This is your first time doing this, right? Did you... you know, look up what to do? I mean real advice, not porn." "I did, don't worry," Snow said with a nod. "I'll guide you through it, okay?" "Alright, good." I curled up the edge of my mouth in a grin. Hearing that put me at ease, and it made it easier for me to get into the mood for this. Snow smiled back at he me. He pushed himself back and off of the bed. After a moment, he reached down to pick up the buttplug again. "Let's start by making sure you know what you're getting into," he said. I propped my head up on my hand as I looked at him. He held up the buttplug and said, "This is what you had in you before. How did the base feel as it went in?" "Thick," I said. "Like I was about at my limit." Snow nodded. "Well, let's compare." He held the plug up against his cock. It wasn't quite erect now, but it was good for a comparison. The base of the plug was just about as thick as his cock was, and his cock was a fair bit longer. That was probably going to hurt. Maybe not that bad, though. Just had to be in the right mood for it, so it was the good kind of pain. I took a deep breath. "Okay. I get the picture. I can take it," I said. I looked up at Snow, giving him a bit of a daring gaze. "Now, you'd better stop delaying, Snow. Or are you afraid you won't be enough for me?" Snow was silent for a moment, and then his lips curled up. "I see," he said. He stepped forward, then reached down and grabbed my hair in his hand. His voice dropped to a lower pitch as he continued, "On your hands and knees. Ass up. Trust me, you don't want me to have to force you, but I will if you make me." I met Snow's gaze, feeling an intense wave of arousal at this display of dominance. I breathed slowly, trying to prepare myself for what was coming. "Fine. I'll let you... this time." I couldn't help myself in adding that final comment. The thought of being forced into it was just too hot to resist. But it probably wasn't the best idea for the first attempt at this. As Snow let go of my hair, I rolled over onto my stomach, and then pushed myself up so I was on my hands and knees. Snow got up onto the bed behind me, and I felt myself tensing up from anticipation, wondering if he was going to go straight for it. Instead, I felt him place his hand on my lower back, slowly stroking across it, and then upward. "Alright, Nathalie," Snow said. I felt the cool tip of the buttplug stroke down my lower back, then in toward my asshole, finally stopping just over it. "Here's what we're going to do. I'm going to use this to get you ready, and make sure you're relaxed and loose enough. Play with your breasts and clit all you want, but no cumming just yet. Understood?" I nodded at this. I couldn't exactly use my hands to prop myself up while doing that, so I turned my head to the side and rested my face on the pillow as I brought my hands to my breasts. As I did this, I felt Snow slowing beginning to push the plug back into my ass. It slid in a bit more easily this time than it had before, but I still felt like it was stretching me out quite a bit by the time it got to the base. Snow didn't push it all the way in, though. He pulled it back, and then I felt it pushing in again, with just a bit more lube this time. With a final shove, the base of the plug made its way into my ass, and my asshole closed in behind it. It hurt a little, just for a moment as it went in. Snow slowly rotated the plug around within my ass, and his free hand stroked across my back. His hand then moved down to my asscheek, giving it a good squeeze as Snow pulled back on the plug. It popped out, but then Snow quickly pushed it back in. As Snow played with the plug, I found my hands beginning to massage my breasts. My body was getting quite hot from this treatment. Feeling the plug move within me was such a new feeling, and it felt so good, so hot. I breathed deeply, slowly, trying to keep control of myself, but it kept getting harder. Snow pushed the plug in and out a few more times, and I soon found myself getting used to the stretching of my asshole as it opened up for the base of the plug. "Fuck..." I said. My pussy was beginning to ache with need. I moved a hand down to it, trying to soothe some of the need. But I couldn't cum like this. Not yet. "Snow... fuck... fuck me," I said, my voice practically a growl. "Fucking take my ass already." "What did you think I was planning to do?" Snow said as he pulled the plug all the way out. For a few moments, all I felt was his hand massaging my asscheek, but then I finally felt the tip of his cock press against my asshole. At this point, I was so turned on that I think I was able to relax my asshole a bit to help let him in. Fuck, I wanted this. I think Snow had applied some lube to his cock, but it still wasn't easy going. His cock was thicker at the tip than the plug was, and so he had to work it around a bit to get it started on the way into my asshole. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest from the excitement of finally giving this a try, and the arousal in my chest was nearly reaching a painful level. I squeezed in hard on my breast to try to take care of it, but it just wasn't enough. I brought up my other hand to squeeze my other breast at the same time, but this just left my pussy untended. "Ah!" I let out a surprised gasp as I felt Snow reach around and bring his hand to my cunt. His fingers reached in, stroking at my folds and seeking out my clit. I breathed deeply, hard, trying to keep myself from cumming too soon as his fingers found my clit and gave it a quick squeeze. But almost as soon as his fingers had come in, they were gone. His hand held onto my hip as I felt him begin to work his cock further into my ass. As turned on as I was, it wasn't hard for him to get my ass to open up for him, and almost before I knew it, the head of his cock had pushed its way inside. "Oh fuck!" I said. "Fuck, oh..." My words turned into a low moan as Snow slowly pushed his cock forward, sliding even deeper into me. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I felt myself being filled up, my ass being claimed by Snow's cock - thankfully without any of the pain that I'd feared would accompany this experience. I wasn't sure how deep he was in my ass until he pulled back, and then pushed in a bit further. With how big he'd felt, I was sure I was already impaled to his full length, but it turned out there was so much more to go. "Fuck, Snow... fuck me..." Snow pulled his cock back again, and pushed in just a bit further. He held it in there for a moment and said, "Tell me, Nathalie. How does that feel? Do you like having my cock in your ass?" "Good... fuck yes, I like it," I said. My body felt as hot as it ever had. I wasn't sure if it was from the feeling of being dominated this way, or if I simply enjoyed the feeling of anal this much, but I didn't particularly care. "Fuck it... I'm yours. My ass is yours..." "Good," Snow said. I felt his hand grab my hair and pull my head back. "I've been waiting for this all week, and I plan to enjoy it." As he pulled back on my head, I felt him push his cock even further into me. Further... further... until I finally felt my ass cheeks come into contact with his pelvis. I was full. His cock was completely inside my ass. I don't know why I'd been afraid of it hurting; this felt damn good. I squeezed my ass in on his cock, wanting to feel even more of it. It was a strange feeling to meet resistance as I squeezed, but I quite liked the fullness of it. I could feel his cock all the way inside me, every inch of it pressing against my inner walls. I squeezed in a couple more times, but then I felt Snow begin to pull out. For a moment, I was disappointed to feel his cock leaving, but it only took another moment for my mind to catch up to what was coming next. A rush of warmth shot through my chest as I anticipated Snow thrusting his cock back into my ass, but it took a bit before it came. Perhaps Snow was applying more lube to his cock, or perhaps he was just trying to torment me, but I was about ready to explode by the time I felt his cock pushing its way back inside me, filling me up once more. Snow's hand suddenly let go of my hair, moving to hold onto my hip as he began to pull back out of my ass again. I let out a moan as I anticipated him thrusting back into me, and I certainly wasn't disappointed when it came. I buried my face in my pillow and moaned again as Snow began to slowly fuck my ass. My mind was soon torn between wanting to focus on the feeling of his cock inside my ass and needing to tend to the heat that was building up within my cunt. I moved my hands out, grasping the bedsheet to try to hold myself steady and give myself something to do so I wouldn't make myself cum too early. My cunt was aching, but I steadfastly ignored it, focusing my mind on my ass and the delightful presence of Snow's cock stroking in and out of it. Snow's cock bottomed out in my ass once more, and he held it there. I felt him shifting his position, leaning forward as he reached a hand up and along my back. He slid it around my side, finally cupping my breast. He began to play with my breast as his thrusts resumed, and I soon felt his other hand pushing forward as well. Not toward my breast though - it was headed lower. The heat in my cunt was nearing a breaking point. I knew exactly where his hand was heading, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out more than a minute once his hand found my clit. I let out another moan, though I wasn't sure if I wanted him to move his hand in faster or pull it away. In the end, I suspected I didn't have much choice in the matter. He was going to do what he wanted with me, and I was going to let him. I let myself sink into a full submissive role as Snow fucked my ass. I was his. I was letting him fuck me in a way I'd never been fucked before, and damn was I loving it. And when his hand finally found my cunt, quickly digging out my clit and pressing firmly on it, I was done for. With my ass, breast, and cunt all being stimulated, I was fighting a losing battle in trying to hold off my orgasm. A scream was ripped from my throat as my orgasm overtook me. I could feel Snow continue to pound his cock hard into my ass through it all, and his hand refused to let up on my clit. Wave after wave of pleasure tore through my body, and my ass clamped down hard on Snow's cock. As my orgasm began to fade, I felt Snow bottom out in me, and I heard him let out a grunt. Picturing his seed filling up my ass, I melted into the bed. It was quite possible that my ass was going to be sore as hell tomorrow, but I couldn't care less. I was well and truly fucked right now, and that was all I cared about. I heard Snow let out a gentle hum. He pulled his cock out of my ass, and I felt him place a gentle kiss on the back of my shoulder. "Enjoy yourself, Nathalie?" He said. "Fuck yes," I said. I rolled over onto my side, looking up at Snow with a smirk. "We are definitely doing that again." "Of course," Snow said, matching my smirk. "But I think we could both use a bit of a rest first. I'll give you five minutes, and then you're mine." I blinked. Oh. Right. I'd forgotten about that part. Snow had never said he was moving up his plans, just that he was adding to them. Feeling a flutter of excitement in my chest, I nodded slowly, wondering what he might have planned to top what we'd just done. Snow leaned down and planted a kiss on my cheek, and then he lay down in bed behind me. His arms wrapped around me, and despite the anticipation, there was little I could do to keep from relaxing in his embrace. I let out a sigh and closed my eyes, taking the chance to let my body recover. I tried to keep my mind off of what was to come, but it kept venturing back to it. I found myself getting more and more turned on as I imagined various ways he might be planning on taking me... fucking me hard, rough... overpowering me and forcing me to a mind-blowing orgasm. Well. That settled it then. If he wanted me, he was going to have to subdue me first. I reached my hand up to his, loosening his grasp a bit as I rolled over toward him, letting him think I was just adjusting my position. As soon as his grasp was loose enough though, I pushed him over and onto his back. My hands pressed down on his chest as I straddled him, looking down with a challenging gaze. "Don't tell me you thought it would be that easy," I said, my lips slowly curling up in a grin. "No way in hell I'm giving in without a fight." Snow raised an eyebrow at me. "Oh really? Well forgive me, but I was under the impression that we were doing my fantasy here, not yours." "Pfft. As if we can't do both," I replied. I shifted my legs a bit, ready to push off or fight back as soon as Snow made a move. I hadn't yet decided which; I just knew that I wasn't planning on making this easy for him... until he'd earned it. "Hmm..." Snow didn't make a move for some time, and I slowly narrowed my eyes at him. I was just about ready to take things into my own hands when his hand shot up and grabbed my breast. He quickly began to massage it within his fingers in just the right way, causing a distracting pleasure to build in my chest. "Wha- hey! You're not supposed to do that!" I protested. I grabbed his wrist and pulled it away, but not before I felt a rush of warmth shoot through my chest. That wasn't all he had planned, though. In my moment of distraction, he pushed up, trying to roll me over onto my back. I managed to pull away just enough though, so that he wasn't able to pin me. I let go of his hand and pushed away, trying to evade his grasp, but he was too fast for me. Before I knew it, he'd caught both of my wrists in his hands. My eyes widened, and I could feel my heart start to race. "You put up more of a fight last weekend," Snow said. His eyes met mine, and a wicked grin spread across his face. "Don't tell me you secretly want this." "Oh fuck you," I said, narrowing my eyes. "Don't think you've won." I kicked out at him, making another effort to pull away, but his grasp was unrelenting. With a sharp tug, he pulled me back to the bed and let out a low growl. "Fine," he said. "I won't assume I've won. I'll ensure it." Snow tugged on my wrists again, pulling me across the bed. I struggled to get free, but it was a losing battle. In less than a minute, he had me pinned on my stomach at the edge of the bed, and all I could do was hurl curses at him as I heard him fishing around in my toy drawer. "Now, normally I'd ask you if you want to do this the easy way or the hard way, but I think I know how that's going to go. So, we're going to do this the hard way, and you can damn well expect to be punished for it." "Asshole!" I spat out as he grabbed my wrist, pulling it up toward the bedpost. "Don't fucking think I'm going to let you get away with this!" I soon felt a cuff being secured around my wrist, and I felt a rush of heat in my chest as I jerked my hand back, trying to no avail to get it free. I was trapped. At his mercy. ...Almost. I fought back, doing everything in my power to keep him from cuffing my other hand as well, but he was nevertheless able to secure it to the other bedpost. And then he was gone. He got off of me, leaving me on my stomach on the bed, my arms splayed out. I was able to move my legs, but they weren't going to do me any good in getting free. About all I could do was choose between being flat on my stomach and on my knees. I didn't think either position was going to save me, though. I let out a growl as I turned my head, watching Snow, waiting for him to make his next move. "Alright, Nathalie," he said. "You've made it quite clear that you deserve some punishment. The question is, what to do with you?" I felt the bed shift from his weight on it, and then I let out a grunt as I felt his knee push down on my back. "First of all, I think you need a good, hard fuck. So what do you say to the prospect of me forcing my cock into your cunt and having my way with you?" I rolled my eyes at this. "I say it's fucking uninspired. That's the best you can come up with?" Snow snorted in response. He placed a hand on my back, then leaned down and brought his lips to my ear, whispering, "You really don't realize your place, do you? If you'd simply acted like that would have been bad enough, that would have been all you'd have gotten. But no, miss tough girl wants more. Fine. You want my best, you'll get it. But don't you dare fucking complain." Snow's hand traced down toward my ass as he spoke, and just as he finished, he gave my left cheek a sharp pinch. I smiled in response, letting out an encouraging growl. Okay, maybe I was dropping character just a bit, but he'd definitely hit the right note there. He gave my ass a quick slap as he got off the bed, returning to my drawer. I looked over toward it, but Snow made sure to keep his back to me to make sure I couldn't see what he was getting out. He placed a few things on the bed behind me, moving his body in between me and them, and gave my ass a quick slap. "On your knees," Snow said. I pulled my legs up, obeying him. "This is going to hurt, I can promise you that. I don't plan to injure you, however, so promise you'll use your safeword if you think there's any risk." "...Alright," I said. He hadn't yet given any indication what he was planning. Given the position I was in, though, I had my suspicions, and those suspicions were getting me turned on, even despite his warning. Snow gave my ass a few light slaps, and then his hands began to massage my cheeks. They disappeared for a moment, then returned with a bit of lube on his thumbs. He continued to massage my ass, pushing his thumbs in toward my asshole, coating it and the area around it with a bit more lube. "Mm... thought you said it would hurt..." I said. "Oh, that's coming, don't worry," Snow said. He gave my ass a playful slap, then pulled one of his hands away. It soon came back, and I felt a small plastic tip press against my asshole. It didn't feel quite like the buttplug, but I didn't have a chance to question as Snow slowly pushed it inside me. As my asshole soon closed around it, it became quite clear that it was my vibrator that Snow had just slid into my ass. Snow didn't turn it on just yet, though. Instead, his hands moved downward, spreading my legs apart so he had access to my pussy. His fingers slid along my pussy for a moment, then pushed inside. I was still a bit suspicious about where the pain was going to come in, but I did let myself relax a bit as his fingers entered. The fingers slid in and out a bit, and then circled around. They then pulled my lips apart as I felt another toy press against my entrance. Snow Ch. 05 I didn't recognize the feeling of this toy at first. Was it something Snow had brought with him to surprise me, perhaps? Or... wait, it had to be the one he'd sent me earlier this week. My mind flashed back to how I'd seen it move, wiggling around its central axis, along with a few other random motions, and my lips curled up into a grin. This was certainly going to be fun. I eagerly spread my legs a bit more as Snow pressed the toy inside my pussy, wondering just when he planned to turn it on. It already felt quite nice simply filling me up, but I still couldn't wait to experience how it felt once it was engaged. Smack! I let out a yelp as Snow's hand suddenly struck my ass. I was barely able to think about how unfair it was that he'd distracted me and so I wasn't ready before another slap came down. His slaps weren't very hard yet, but it was certainly an odd feeling being spanked with a vibrator in my ass, even if it hadn't been turned on yet. His hand covered my ass with spanks, slowly picking up in intensity, and I could feel the vibrator shifting in my ass. I was beginning to get an idea of why he'd been a bit worried - with the way he was striking me, he might have been worried about hitting the vibrator at the wrong angle and causing it to dig in. That didn't seem to be happening though, so I wasn't worried. I was, however, getting quite turned on and anxious. Just as I let out a groan of frustration, Snow turned on the vibrator. "Oh fuck..." I said, feeling the sudden buzz in my ass. I wiggled my hips in response, trying to hold back against the vibrations, but I couldn't keep the sensations from coursing through my body. I was barely beginning to get used to it when I felt Snow's hand on my ass again. My ass clenched down on instinct, squeezing on the vibrator, and making the sensations all the more intense. I let out a low moan. Snow's spanks were quite hard, but I was barely feeling the pain. It all turned to pleasure as it blended into the pleasurable vibrations, causing waves of warmth to flood my body. I tried to pull my hands in to my breasts to satisfy some of the ache, only to get a frustrating reminder that I was still bound in place. There was no escape, and there was no satisfying myself. I was at Snow's mercy. And Snow wasn't done yet. I suddenly felt the toy in my pussy begin to move, wiggling around within me. It circled around at first, touching each of my walls in turn, then went back in the opposite direction. It vibrated for a moment, then twitched between opposite directions, then rotated again. Its motions were random, never letting me anticipate what it was doing next. It wasn't like anything I'd felt before, but it was certainly doing the trick. I tensed my ass in anticipation of Snow spanking it again, but once again my predictions were off. Instead, he turned the vibrator in my ass up to its maximum setting, and his hands began to trace slowly over my back. I let out a low moan, struggling against my bonds, desperately wishing I could do something with my hands to help satisfy the need building up within me. Snow's hands suddenly moved around, grasping my breasts firmly. He squeezed in on them, massaging the mounds within his hands. His fingers moved in just the right ways to soothe the need I was feeling there, and I let out a series of moans from his touch. "Nathalie," he said. I barely heard him through the haze, but when he pinched down on my nipples and repeated my name, he caught my attention. "Nathalie! Look at the clock. It's 9:57 right now. In three minutes, I'm going to pull the vibrator out of your ass and replace it with my cock. I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll be feeling it tomorrow. "You have no choice there. That's happening whatever you do. What you do have a choice on is how I bring you to orgasm. This time I am going to give you a choice between the easy way and the hard way. Simply say 'I submit' and we'll do it the easy way - I'll pound your clit with my fingers till I get you off. If you don't, I'll get out the nipple clamps, and focus on your breasts instead. You will cum - you proved last week you can do it without your clit being stimulated - but it will take a lot more work. So, I have one question for you. Do you submit?" As Snow spoke, the clock turned over to 9:58. Two minutes to decide. Probably less, in fact. Saying nothing would give me the hard way, so if I wanted the easy way, I had to speak quickly. But after all this, my decision was obvious. Muddled, but obvious. "Fuck... I'll always take the hard way, but I think you can make me submit before you're done..." I said. Snow's hands left my breasts. I was expected them to return with the nipple clamps, but instead I was caught off-guard by another hard slap to my ass, and I let out another yelp. "Have it your way. Can't say I won't enjoy this," Snow said. He struck my ass again, and only after that did he reach forward, carefully placing the clamps on my nipples. I winced as each clamp pinched down. The pain was sharp, but it was in just the place I needed it most. I soon got used to the pain, though it was much harder to get used to all the sources of arousal throughout my body. The toy in my pussy was still wiggling at random, trying its best to drive me crazy, and the vibrator in my ass was going full blast, filling my body with constant bursts of pleasure. And then the vibrator was gone. My eyes shot to the clock. 9:59. I didn't know how long I had. I could be up to a minute; it could be mere seconds. I felt Snow place the tip of his cock against my ass. He pushed in, just enough to make sure the tip was in the right place, and he said, "Time's up." The clocked turned over to 10 within seconds of Snow saying this. He must have been counting off in his head. He pushed his cock in hard, shoving it deep into my ass. After the play we'd done earlier, and with how turned on I was just then, it wasn't hard at all for him to get it all the way into me with one stroke, though it certainly did stretch me out a fair bit as he did so. "Fu.. fuck..." I said, letting out a groan as I felt my ass try to adjust to his cock's presence. I didn't get much of a chance, though. Snow immediately pulled back, and then pushed back in even harder. And then again. In the space of seconds, he'd started fucking my ass in earnest. I still hadn't felt like I'd fully adjusted to his presence; with each stroke I felt myself stretching out, my ass burning just a bit as it let him in. It didn't help that he picked up the pace as he went. Fuck, he'd been serious when he'd said he was going to do it hard. I buried my face in the pillow. There was nothing I could do but submit to him. My ass may have been hurting, but it was a fucking good type of pain. The toy moving around within my pussy only added to the heat within me. I felt like I was taking it from both sides, with a cock in both my pussy and ass, neither one giving me a chance to keep up or get used to it. Heat built up within my body, and I jerked furiously at the cuffs on my wrists. I had to do something about all this need. I was being driven crazy by the mix of pain and pleasure. Why the fuck did I have to choose the hard way? What did I have to prove? What was I thinking? I was ready to cum, damnit. I just needed to be pushed over the edge. I let out a groan, crying out, "Fuck, I submit, just get me off, fucker!" Snow paused for a moment as his cock filled my ass, and I heard him chuckle. "Of course, Nathalie," he said. He leaned forward, his hands moving around to grasp my breasts. "But I do have to remind you, you chose the hard way, and I am going to give you what you chose." His hands squeezed in on my breasts, and I groaned from the maddening mix of pain and pleasure this brought me. I thought I'd gotten used to the nipple clamps, but as his hands squeezed in, the pain got to me again. As Snow continued to play with my breasts, he began to fuck my ass once more. I let out a deep, guttural moan as I felt heat fill my body. I'd chosen the hard way, and I had to live with it, even if I'd now submitted to him. I let myself give in, giving up on any attempt at resistance or at getting myself off. I was Snow's, and he was doing more than enough to me right now. My mind was already reeling; I just had to let it go all the way. "Listen to me, Nathalie," Snow said. He seemed to alter the angle of his thrusts, as I felt his dick pushing in against my inner wall, squeezing it against the toy in my pussy with each thrust. "I'm going to cum deep in your ass in a minute, and you're going to cum with me. I'm not going to accept any excuses if you don't, understand?" I nodded weakly. I didn't know if I'd be able to get there without him touching my clit, but I didn't have any choice here but to obey. "Good. Now, I want you to focus on the feeling of my cock filling you up with each thrust, taking your ass and making it completely, utterly mine. You tried to resist, and all it earned you was to be at my mercy the hard way. And now, you're going to cum for me, slut," Snow said. His hand left my breast, grabbing my hair and pulling it sharply back. "Fucking cum, Nathalie!" he said, his voice practically a growl. This command did it for me. I'd surrendered myself to him, ready to do whatever he'd commanded, and apparently this included cumming on cue. As soon as he said this, I felt my body melt. His cock pushed deep into my ass as he spilled his seed, and the heat that had built up within my body overtook me. I squeezed my eyes shut and jerked at my restraints as the orgasm coursed through my body, causing every inch of my flesh to burn in a delightful fire for a few glorious moments. I breathed deeply, heavily as I fell back to earth. Snow's arms had wrapped around me at some point, and I let his embrace keep me steady as I tried to relax. The toy in my pussy wasn't exactly making that easy, though. I let out a brief groan, and thankfully Snow got the message. He pulled out the toy, then undid the nipple clamps and uncuffed me. Even though I was free, I barely moved from my position. I just didn't have the energy at that moment. I was still stunned from the orgasm I'd just experienced. "I hope that doesn't actually hurt too much tomorrow..." Snow said, lying in bed beside me. He leaned in and planted a kiss on my shoulder. I let out a grunt, turning my head to face him. "Worth it," I said simply. After a moment, I continued, "You may need to be gentler if you fuck my ass again tomorrow, though." Snow raised an eyebrow. "Already converted you, have I?" "Fuck yes. Well... maybe not 'converted'... Not gonna let you stop fucking my pussy, too," I said, cracking a grin. I was able to get up enough energy to move over toward him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, then leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his lips. Something told me tomorrow was certainly going to be a fun day.