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I was really scared now and the fear only made my now
aching cock even harder. I assumed the position she
requested, my heart thudding in my chest, pumping even
more blood into my already stiff shaft. She pulled my
feet further away from my car with her own, forcing my
weight onto my hands, setting me off balance...
(Fdom/M, nc, control, oral, anal, strip search)
***
"Damn!" The patrol car's blue and red flashers loomed
large in my rear view mirror. I had been caught. I
pulled into the parking lot of a large mall simply
because traffic on the street was too heavy. I held on
to a faint hope the patrol car would keep going but no
luck; it pulled in right behind me.
For the first time I got a good look at the officer
behind the wheel. Auburn hair and hazel eyes... the
kind that could melt ice cubes or start fires in other
places.
"If I have to get a ticket at least it will come from
a good looking lady," I mutter out loud.
When she stepped from the patrol car I received a
double surprise, not only did she have a stunning
looking face, but she filled her uniform
magnificently! She wasn't petite by any means, but she
wasn't an amazon either. She was very shapely and
looked like she could handle herself in any situation
from a street brawl to the bedroom. Looking at her
walk as she approached my car, I felt that familiar
warmth and stirring in the most private parts of my
body.
"What the hell, John" I said to myself, "Let's have a
little fun." As she approached I noticed the absence
of a wedding ring, something I always look for on good
looking women, not that a wedding ring really makes a
difference, the approach is just different. I rolled
down my window and waited.
She stood cautiously about three feet from my door. I
put both hands on the steering wheel to let her know I
meant no harm. I looked up at those deep, hazel eyes
with a big grin on my face.
"I hope you realize," I said good naturedly, "this has
completely destroyed any possibility of a meaningful
relationship between us."
Her eyes widened slightly in surprise, radiating a
twinkle that promised a great sense of humor. A wide
smile came shortly after and she hid it with her hand.
"Excuse me," she said in a silky voice that failed to
hide the amusement she was feeling. "I'll be right
back. Please stay where you are." She returned to her
patrol car and got in. I could see her laughing in my
rear-view, aided by the lights in her car and the
lights in the parking lot. Officer K. Edwards had a
sense of humor all right; I was determined to test it
to the limit.
While she sat in the patrol car, I unzipped my slacks
and fished out my semi-hard cock. The mere sight of
the way she filled her uniform made me tingle all over
... a few sensual strokes and my cock stood up in my
lap like a submarine's periscope looking for something
to torpedo. A quick check of the rear-view showed me
she was returning. Her countenance composed and all
business.
"May I have your driver's license, registra... Oh
Shit!" She had seen the periscope. I looked deep into
her eyes and saw no humor in them. I had carried my
little joke too far.
"Sir," she said in a controlled and level tone of
voice, "please put your penis back in your pants and
step out of the car." Her right hand rested on the
handle of the gun at her side.
"I'm sorry, Officer Edwards, I..."
"Do it now." She cut me off sternly, her hand
tightening on the gun handle. I knew she meant
business. I was sorry I had gone as far as I did and
was a little embarrassed and frightened. I stuffed my
cock back in my pants as best I could while she
watched. I got out of the car.
"Face the car, put your feet apart, lean against the
car with your hands on the roof."
"Oh, come on, officer. I was only..."
"Please DO IT, sir."
I was really scared now and the fear only made my now
aching cock even harder. I assumed the position she
requested, my heart thudding in my chest, pumping even
more blood into my already stiff shaft. She pulled my
feet further away from my car with her own, forcing my
weight onto my hands, setting me off balance.
Beginning at my ankles she frisked me, moving slowly
upward, first on the outside, then the inside of my
legs. When she reached my crotch, she pushed gently
upward on my testicles, then moved her hand firmly
along the length of my now throbbing cock. I felt a
bead of lubricating liquid ooze from the tip.
"I suppose you think this is funny." She seemed just a
little out of breath, but her voice still had that
silky, sensual tone laced with authority.
"N-no, officer." I was really frightened now. "I can't
help it, something about you really turns me on."
Her hand left my cock and continued expertly exploring
the upper regions of my body.
"Put your left hand behind you back, please." Her
manner was professional and all business. I felt the
cold chrome steel of the handcuff close around my
wrist. "Now your right hand, please." She finished
cuffing me, turned me around and leaned me against the
car.
"Aw, c'mon officer, you're not really going to..."
"Shut up or I'll gag you too!" Her voice was even and
low. It had lost that sensual silkiness. She meant
what she said.
"You are under arrest. You have the right to remain
silent. Anything you say can and will be used against
you in a court of law." I couldn't believe I had been
so stupid, exposing myself to a cop. She finished
Mirandizing me and locked up my car.
"I'm taking you to the station for booking. The charge
is indecent exposure." She led me to the patrol car,
opened the rear door, and helped me in.
"Shit!" I thought, "Nine o'clock at night and I'm on
my way to jail for flashing my cock at a cop!"
She glanced back at me in the rear view mirror from
time to time. I couldn't swear to it, but I thought I
saw that sparkle in her eyes again... like a predator
cat toying with its victim just before the kill.
"Look on the bright side" she said, that silkiness
back in her voice, "I'm not going to give you a
ticket."
"I don't suppose you'd be willing to forget about my,
shall we say, stupidity back there, would you?"
"Not a chance! You're going to pay for this one,
mister."
"John" I said weakly. "Listen, I didn't mean any
disrespect, Officer Edwards... may I ask you your
first name?"
"Sure" she said evenly, "you can ask."
"What is your first name officer?"
"Patrolwoman Edwards, badge 6973," she said. "Now
button it up creep, we're almost there."
"This is it," I thought. "My life ruined and all
because I had to have a little fun, SHIT!"
She pulled the patrol car into the driveway of what
looked like a deserted building across the street from
the police station.
"Hey" I said, "isn't that the police station across
the street?"
"That's the new station, this is the old station. We
use the old station as a holding area. You're not
getting booked until morning. Give you a chance to
cool off."
"But Officer..."
"I told you to button it! One more word and you get a
gag...I mean it!" She pulled to a stop at the rear of
the building and helped me out. I thought it rather
strange there were no lights in the parking lot, and
none on in the building. She led me in to the
building, her flashlight leading the way.
"Hey, wait a second! Where are you..."
"Shut up!" she said, and took us to the basement and a
long row of deserted cells. She stopped in front of
one of the cells and removed the handcuffs. I turned
around to see the barrel of her revolver aimed at the
center of my chest.
"Now back up, slowly, into the cell." The gun barrel
didn't waiver an inch. I backed in slowly.
"Strip."
"What?" I couldn't believe what I'd heard. "I'm not
stripping for you or anyone else. I want to make a
phone call."
She cocked the revolver and aimed it lower. "Strip or
I'll give you a .38 caliber vasectomy, you son-of-a-
bitch."
I stripped down to my undershorts and socks and stood
there like an adolescent at his first dance. My hard-
on had long since vanished. All I felt now was a
slight nausea and weakness in my knees.
"Take it all off" she said evenly. I did as she
commanded, first the socks then, hesitantly, the
underwear. I cupped my hands in front of my private
parts.
"A little shy?" she asked, smiling. "You were anxious
enough to show it to me a little while ago."
"Look Patrolwoman Edwards" I said weakly, "that was a
mistake and I'm sorry."
"Kate" she said with her silky voice, "now lie down on
the bunk on your back." Her revolver was still aimed
at my shriveled privates. I stretched out on the bunk.
"Here" she said tossing the handcuffs at me, "put the
chain through the bars on the bunk and cuff both
hands." When I had done that, she produced a pair of
plastic strip ties and bound my feet, spread eagled,
to the foot of the bunk.
She came to the side of the bunk and sat down next to
me. She put the barrel of her revolver under my limp
cock and lifted it. The coldness of the steel sent
shivers through my body.
"Pathetic looking little thing" she said laughing,
"what's the matter, stud, can't get it up?"
I moaned in embarrassment. She got up and hung the
heavy wool blanket from the other bunk across the cell
window, then lit a large candle that had been in the
sink. A warm glow of light and eerie shadows filled
the cell.
She stood in the center of the cell, put her gun in
its holster, and removed the belt. She tossed it on
the empty bunk. Slowly, she reached behind her head
and did something with her hair. It fell across her
shoulders flashing like deep burning embers in the
candlelight.
"I'll make you a deal" she said, standing with her
legs slightly apart, hands on her hips, "if I'm happy
with you in the morning, you go free. If not, you go
to jail."
My mouth fell open in astonishment and I could feel
the hydraulic system in my loins begin to pump blood
into my limp meat. "Huh?" was all I could manager.
"Either that" she purred with that silky voice, "or I
take you across the street and book you right now.
What'll it be? A night of pleasure or a police
record?"
"What do I have to do to make you happy?"
"It's really very simple. Until six tomorrow morning,
you are going to be my slave. If you do everything,
EVERYTHING I tell you to do, and don't complain about
anything. I'll be happy and you'll be free. Fail to
comply just once, or complain the slightest bit and I
book you as a pervert. Deal?"
"I-I'll give it a try, Kate. May I call you Kate?"
"You may. Now for the rules. You may make any sounds
of passion you wish and as loud as you wish. No one
will hear us. You may not touch me unless I give you
my permission. I will do with you whatever I please
and you will not complain. That's all there is to it."
"O-okay" I said timidly, "I'll try."
She unbuttoned the blouse of her uniform and removed
it. Her ample breasts trapped by her bra swelled in
the middle like two gently rolling hills. She reached
behind her and set them free, tossing her bra on the
empty bunk with her blouse. She cupped her breasts,
lifting them slightly and looked from them to me.
"Do you like my breasts, slave?"
Frantically trying to remember the rules she had
outlined, I replied, "Yes, Kate, they're magnificent."
I didn't have to pretend to answer, either...they were
truly amazing!
She approached me slowly, still cupping those
beautiful globes. When she got to me she leaned over
and put one of her erect nipples about a half inch
from my lips. My cock had come fully awake now and was
standing at attention. I wanted to take that succulent
nipple in my mouth...taste its sweetness and nibble on
it...my cock began to pulsate.
"May I take your nipple in my mouth, Kate?"
"NO!" she said, a huskiness in her silky voice, her
breathing deeper and a little faster. She closed the
distance between her nipple and my lips, pushing it
lightly against my mouth. My loins were screaming at
my lips and teeth to open up and take that hard little
bud inside...my mind kept my mouth tightly shut. After
what seemed like centuries, she stood up.
"You've passed my little test, slave. Do you want to
suck on my nipple?"
"Oh yes, Kate, please, I beg you, put your nipple in
my mouth." At that moment I wasn't acting or playing a
slave game, my entire being ached to taste her.
"Very well" she purred seductively, "you're a good
slave and deserve a reward. The better you are, the
more rewards you get." She leaned over me again. I
parted my hungry lips and raised my head to meet her
descending nipple. She held it just out of reach. I
couldn't help myself, little boy whimpering sounds
escaped my throat in anticipation.
"Please, oh please, Kate" I whimpered, "I'll do
anything you say, ANYTHING, just let me taste your
nipple."
"I know you will, darling" she whispered, "I know you
will." She lowered her hard nipple to my parted lips.
I closed them around it and slowly traced a path
around its base with my tongue. Her eyes closed and a
soft moan came out of her. She pushed harder with her
breast and I opened my mouth wider to take all she
wanted to give.
"Yessss slave! Suck my breast!" Her breathing was
heavier.
I captured her nipple in my teeth and began nibbling
from the base, working my way to the tip, then
flicked, licked and sucked, then began nibbling again.
Her moaning became louder and more yearning. Without
warning she stood up, pulling her breast from my mouth
with a wet popping sound. I groaned in frustration and
disappointment. "Something wrong, slave?" Her eyes
flashed mischievously at mine, the sparkle had
returned. "Do you want to suck on my nipple some
more?" she asked teasingly. "You aren't complaining,
are you?"
"No, mistress Kate, I'm not complaining. It's just
that your nipples are so sweet, and firm...I could
nibble and suck on them for hours."
"Perhaps later" she said, moving back to the center of
the cell. "Right now I want you to see the rest of
what you may or may not get to experience tonight."
She kicked her shoes off and flipped them onto the
other bunk. Slowly, she unfastened the waistband of
her slacks and lowered the zipper. My pulse quickened
and my rigid cock began waving wildly in the air, its
spasms completely beyond my control. My eyes were
riveted on the juncture of her thighs as she continued
to lower the zipper with one hand, the other holding
the waistband together.
As the zipper reached its lowest point, she turned her
back to me. To say she was a master tease would be an
understatement. I had no doubt she was serious when
she told me I may or may not get to partake of her
luscious charms. It became my fervent hope that she
would be a compassionate mistress and allow me to
become lost in ecstasy within her body.
She lowered her slacks from her waist to the top of
her hips, looked back over her shoulder at me, blew me
a sensuous kiss, then threw her head back and laughed
teasingly. She began undulating her hips in a slow,
circular motion.
With each rotation she pushed the slacks lower on her
hips. After what seemed an eternity, I could see the
lacy waistband of her panties, black against the
creamy smooth flesh of her lower back. She wasn't
wearing pantyhose. Still lower the slacks went,
driving me crazy with desire, until her entire
buttocks were exposed, sheathed in filmy, black lace
bikini panties.
Her ass cheeks rotating against one another beneath
the lace of her panties as she continued to undulate
her hips. It was almost more than I could bear. I
wanted to scream out, "Fuck me, Kate! Oh, please,
slide your hot pussy down over my cock! I want to be
inside you!" But I dared not for fear this would all
end with a trip across the street and booking. So I
simply lay there watching, my heart pounding in my
chest, my cock throbbing mercilessly.
She stopped undulating her hips and simply let her
slacks fall down around her ankles. Her bare legs were
smooth and shapely and held promises of wondrous
delights.
Slowly, she bent over at the waist without bending her
knees. As she bent, the fabric of her panties
tightened across her cheeks and the juncture between.
Covered only by a thin strip of lace, her hidden pussy
raised my blood to the boiling point. As she lifted
first one leg, then the other to step out of her
slacks, her pussy also shifted, first to one side,
then the other. She was watching me now from between
her legs, her upside down smile seemed somehow angelic
and demonic at the same time.
She raised her hand between her legs and began moving
her middle finger up and down the lace that covered
her charms. She closed her eyes and moaned softly, I
could barely hear it over the whimpering sounds I was
making.
She moved the lace aside, exposing the deliriously
luscious lips of her moist pussy. As I watched
hypnotized, her finger slowly vanished between those
lips.
"Oh God! Kate" I moaned, "you're driving me..." I
became silent, remembering the "no complaint" rule.
She stopped, her finger buried deep in her pussy. Her
eyes opened wide, staring at me upside down from
between her long, shapely legs.
"You may continue, slave. Don't be afraid," she
purred.
"CRAZY!" I shouted in pure animal lust. She jumped
slightly at my shout, but kept her finger buried deep
within her. I had never wanted a woman as badly as I
wanted her at that moment.
"Oh God, please mistress." Tears of frustration were
streaming down my face, my body arched off the bed, my
hips thrust into the air. "Let me ram my cock deep
inside your pussy! GOD! IT HURTS! I FEEL LIKE I'M
GOING TO BURST! I WANT YOU SO BADLY!" I was squirming
all over the bunk, breathing heavily and moaning
loudly.
"It hurts?" She asked, her finger now moving slowly in
and out of her wet pussy, making me delirious with
lust. "Is that a complaint, slave?"
"N-no, no mistress!" I replied quickly with gasping
breath. "It's a good hurt! A wonderful hurt!"
"That's better" she purred, slowly removing her finger
from her pussy. She stood up straight, turned
sensually and came toward me, her pubic mound pushing
at the lace... undulating... teasing.
She sat on the bunk next to me. "We'll have to do
something about that hurt" she said. She took my
throbbing, pulsating, aching cock in her hand and
closed her fingers loosely around it. Then she ran the
finger that had been buried deep in her wet pussy
under my nose. As she did this, she squeezed my cock
with her other hand.
The sweet smell of her juices invaded my brain short
circuiting millions of neuro switches. Her scent and
the squeezing pressure of her hand on my cock was too
much. My balls tightened involuntarily and a stream of
hot, creamy cum erupted from the head of my cock and
flowed over her hand. I tried to pump against her hand
with my hips to release more of my pent up fluid, but
she released her grip on my hot cock immediately. It
jerked a few times on its own, pumping liquid from the
tip with each spasm.
I could feel it hot against my skin as it worked its
way down my shaft toward my balls. I wanted to scream
in frustration, wanted to rape this hot cop bitch who
held me captive, wanted to stab her to death with my
hot throbbing cock... all I did was whimper "Oh God,
Kate! Oh God! Oh my God!!"
"Does it feel better now?" she asked and laughed a
deep, animal laugh. She slowly licked my cum from her
hand. "You taste delicious, slave" she purred. "I'll
have to have more... but later." She bent then,
lowering her lips to mine, her tongue exploring the
inside of my mouth. I could taste my own salty juices
in her mouth and could smell the musky scent of my cum
on her breath. My mind began to slip... I was driven
slowly to the brink of sexual insanity by this
taunting, teasing police officer!
She broke the kiss long before I wanted her to. I
closed my eyes and savored the kiss, committing it to
memory forever. Opening my eyes again, I looked down
my body and saw her face in the vicinity of my still
hard cock.
"Oh, look" she whispered sensually, "you've spilled
some of your sweet cum." I could feel her hot breath
on my cock and balls as she spoke. "Would my slave
like me to clean him up?" she asked teasingly.
"Yesssss, please do." There was an aching, genuinely
urgent tone in my voice.
"Do you think you deserve to be cleaned? Do you think
you've been a good slave, darling John?" Her voice was
teasing, taunting, driving me wild with desire and a
deep, yawning urge to bury my hot cock into any
opening she might offer.
"I've tried to be good, Mistress." I said timidly, not
looking at her. As much as I tried to hold on to my
masculinity, I failed. I really had become this
incredibly sexy vixen's slave. At that moment I knew I
would do anything she asked. I'd do it gladly if it
meant sampling her charms. Every nerve ending in my
body was on a razor's edge, her slightest touch,
anywhere on my body sent waves of tingles and goose
flesh racing throughout my entire being.
"Look at me, slave" she commanded.
I looked into her sparkling hazel eyes and became lost
in a place I never wanted to escape from. I felt as if
I were falling into transparent pools of hazel colored
liquid, if she didn't speak soon I knew I would drown.
At the last possible second her voice pulled me out of
her liquid eyes, saving me from being trapped there
for eternity.
"Yes" she said slowly, "you have been a good slave, an
obedient and tasty slave. You have earned another
reward. I will let it be one of your own choosing. How
would you like to be cleaned up slave?"
My mind raced with the possibilities. I wanted my cock
deep in her inviting pussy, I also wanted to feel it
slide deep into her throat...I wanted to stuff its
entire, throbbing length into her ass, too. I was so
consumed with desire for this creature, I couldn't
speak.
"Quickly, slave" she purred, "what part of your
Mistress do you want me to clean your beautiful cock
and balls with?"
"It's not a slave's place to choose, Mistress." It was
as if someone else had spoken with my voice. I'd been
given the chance to let my cock explore any part of
this luscious body I desired and I actually said it
wasn't my place to choose!
"Ahhh, my sweet, sexy John slave." She was using that
sexy voice of hers. "You are indeed the perfect slave.
You pass each test I give you." With that she lowered
her head and cleaned the cum from my cock and balls
with her luxuriously thick auburn hair. She wrapped my
rigid cock in it and slowly moved it from the base of
my shaft to the tip of its head. It was like pushing
my cock through a silken tube, the sensation was so
intense I nearly came again. I gasped from the pure
pleasure of it. I had never imagined, in my wildest
fantasies, that a woman's hair could feel so good!
When she finally finished cleaning me and lifted her
head, I could see streaks of her hair stuck wetly
together with my creamy cum.
"We're going to have some fun now, slave." She left
the bunk and bent over a carry bag she had brought
with her. Again she bent at the waist, knees straight,
giving me a direct view of her glorious pussy trapped
beneath her lacy panties. She took her time rummaging
through the bag, all the while shifting her weight
from one leg to the other. The movement beneath her
panties was driving me even deeper into the depths of
sexual desire, and she knew it!
At long last she stood up and turned to face me. In
one hand she held a small, penis shaped vibrator, in
the other was a string of ten wooden beads, each a
quarter of an inch in diameter and spaced two inches
apart on the string. I had heard stories of the beads
and how they were used, but I had never experienced
it, my blood raced at the thought. She approached
slowly, her hips undulating, her weapons in her hands,
a wide smile on her face.
She laid her weapons at the foot of the bed between my
legs. Then she removed the pillow from beneath my
head.
"Lift your ass," she commanded.
I obeyed. She doubled the pillow and placed it beneath
my ass.
"Relax," she said.
I tried.
She retrieved her weapons and positioned herself
between my legs. She switched on the vibrator and put
its tip at the base of my scrotum and moved it slowly
upward. The sensations made my cock jump and wobble
uncontrollably. After a few minutes she moved it to
the base of my cock and held it there. She lowered her
head then and I could feel her warm, wet tongue
licking my ass and poking at my hole. Moaning sounds
were coming from deep within her as she continued to
lubricate my asshole with her warm saliva.
I jerked my hips upward and tightened my ass muscles
when she attempted to insert the first wooden bead.
She raised her head and stared at me with those
bewitching eyes.
"Relax, John" she commanded softly, compassionately,
sensually. "Your Mistress wants you to feel pleasure,
not pain."
"Oh God." was all I could manage to moan.
She lowered her head again. I loosened my muscles as
best I could and felt the first of ten beads being
pushed gently into my ass by this wildly erotic animal
that held me captive.
"OH GOD!" I moaned and with each of the ten beads she
inserted, I moaned the same phrase.
"How do you feel?" she asked when she had completed
her task.
"Full," I said, "it feels so, so strange." I was
breathing heavily now.
"Don't worry, John. Just relax your muscles, you'll
enjoy it so much more."
With all the effort I could manage, I concentrated on
relaxing. As I became more and more relaxed, that
strange feeling left me and I felt less full. The
sensation actually became pleasant.
"Yes, John. That's much better," she purred
soothingly.
She put the buzzing vibrator back on my scrotum and
rotated it in tiny circles. Her other hand grasped my
throbbing shaft and held it steady. Then she lowered
her head and probed the tiny opening in the head of my
cock with her hot tongue. Indescribable sensations
shot down the length of my tortured cock and raced
through my body like an avalanche!
"I'm going to make you cum in my mouth." She said,
moving her head away from my eager cock. "But I
promise you one thing, you'll experience ecstasy you
never thought possible before you do!"
I had already experienced ecstasy of the magnitude she
described and she hadn't really done anything to me,
yet. All of her, her body, her eyes, her voice, her
taunting and teasing were driving me insane with
passion. I wanted to deposit a hot load of liquid deep
within her luscious body and I didn't care where!
My hips jerked spasmodically when I felt the hot
wetness of her mouth close around the head of my
cock... she was still working the vibrator in tight
circles on my scrotum, her other hand rhythmically
squeezing my shaft. Her tongue began moving back and
forth across the opening in my cock... slowly at first
then faster and faster.
In a desperate effort to get more of myself inside
her, I pushed upward. She immediately stopped all
activity and sat upright, staring at me with her
hypnotic eyes, my steel hard cock was left bobbing in
the air like a drunken sailor, the skin on its head
hot, purple and tight in anticipation.
"Oooooh GOD! Kate, Mistress... please, don't torture
me this way. I don't know how much longer I can stand
it!" My head tossed from side to side as I spoke. The
pressure of the hot fluids trapped inside my body was
becoming painful. I felt if I didn't cum soon I would
explode, flooding the insides of my own body with
juices.
"Don't?" She asked with authority. "Did my slave
actually say don't to me?" She laughed a wicked little
laugh, "Dear slave, you don't understand do you? You
are MY slave, I AM your Mistress. I will decide what I
will and will not do, not you. Your only purpose for
being tonight is to make me happy. Do you under-
stand?"
"Y-yes, Kate." I said sheepishly, "I will do as you
say, it's just that you're driving me crazy. I can't
help it, I just want to feel all of me deep inside
you."
"Let me hear you beg for it slave." She said
tauntingly, eyes flashing then she licked the
underside of my throbbing shaft from base to tip.
"OH GOD!" I moaned, my body jerking in response to her
tongue. "You are the perfect Mistress." I was gasping
for breath, barely getting the words out. "You are
fair in your punishment and compassionate in your
judgment. Please, Mistress, I beg of you, have
compassion for this unworthy servant... I exist only
to give you pleasure... ummmmm please, allow my
fevered and eager cock to explore the depths of your
throat ... Oh God, Kate, allow this pitiful slave to
provide you with a warm drink of sweet juices to
soothe your burning throat, please, Kate, I only want
to please you..."
"Oooooh slave!" She purred, her eyes softening with
compassion and just a hint of eagerness. "You have
begged so eloquently, how can I possibly refuse?
Besides, I am anxious to taste your cum again. I have
decided to grant your request."
She put the vibrator back on my scrotum and quickly
slid her hot mouth down the full length of my
tormented cock, enclosing it in a moist, velvety
sheath that clung to the contours of my shaft and head
like a glove.
"Aaaaagggghhhh!" I moaned as the head of my pulsing
tube came to rest at the back of her throat, her soft
lips applying scintillating pressure on the base of my
shaft, her silken tongue moving back and forth on the
underside of my cock. Her tongue was picking up and
transmitting the tingling vibration from the machine
pressing against my balls.
"OH MY GOD! I-I CAN'T STAND IT! IT FEELS SOOOOO
WONDERFUL!" I was moaning and whimpering now, buried
to the hilt in her tight throat ... I thought I was
going to die!
She began a slow, steady up and down movement with her
head, animal sounds of her own mingling with mine. My
burning cock slid out to the head then back into that
tight sheath to the base of her throat... faster and
faster she moved, my head tossing from side to side...
eyes squeezed tightly shut, sparks of sexual fire
exploding in my brain and showering my entire body
with hot pin pricks of sensual sensation... she
continued moving her head up and down, the pleasure
she and the vibrator were giving went far past the
concept of "normal". So intense was the pleasure, it
bordered on the threshold of pain, the mechanism in my
body that triggers orgasm was frozen solid. I was lost
in a galaxy of pleasure and pain, without orgasm there
could be no way out!
I can't be sure how long she kept it up. But, if she
kept doing what she was doing I knew the exhilarating
intensity of sensation would never let me cum. She
must have read my mind or my cock or both because she
slowed her pace and began working her magic mouth on
the head only, her free hand gripping my shaft and
jacking me off in perfect time with her mouth.
As suddenly as she had shifted technique, a whole
different wave of sensations rolled in and crashed
over my tingling body. The first warnings of a 10.2
earthquake began rocking my body, its epicenter at my
throbbing cock.
The major quake shot throughout my body, stream after
stream of hot cum rocketed into her hungry mouth.
"OOOOOOH SHIIIIIT!" I screamed, thrusting my hips off
the pillow. She took all of the first load, moaning
and making animal sounds... then she grabbed the
string sticking out of my ass and pulled the first
wooden bead across my prostate....
"OH! OH! OOOOOH MY GOD!" I was screaming in surprise
as an aftershock coursed through my cock producing a
second orgasm and a second flood of hot liquid... she
captured it in her mouth and gulped it down... another
pull on the string, another aftershock, another
orgasm, more cum than I ever thought I was capable of
producing, my eyes were wide open, not seeing... my
body arched off the pillow, frozen like a statue... my
mouth wide and working, no sound coming out. Still
another bead exploding my insides with sensation,
draining me of fluid and still her mouth worked
feverishly on my erupting cock, sucking out the creamy
liquid... tongue swirling... urging me to produce
more!
I came 11 times in the space of two minutes, it seemed
like an eternity, each bead worked its magic on my
prostate, each pass producing an intense, cum gushing
orgasm! After the last orgasm my body remained frozen
in that arched position, the head of my drained cock
still trapped in her mouth... still pulsating with
frequent, non-orgasmic aftershocks... she slowly
inserted the vibrator in my ass... my entire body
began to shudder and collapsed on the bed, quivering
and shaking out of control. I was gasping for breath,
trying to gain control of my body... "Oh fuck it!" I
thought and gave myself to the sensations controlling
me.
"Oooooh slave! You have given me a wonderful treat, my
thirst is quenched! But my pussy and my ass need a
drink, too!"
"Noooooo!" I protested weakly. My mind was telling me
my body was exhausted... drained... used up.
"Yessss," she purred, "but not until you've rested."
She took a wash cloth from her bag and held it under
cold water from the sink. She wrung it out and,
lifting my limp cock delicately with her fingers,
placed the cool, damp cloth on my feverish balls. Then
she released my cock and pulled the remainder of the
cloth over it.
"Aaaaahhh," I sighed, my breathing beginning to return
to normal, "that feels wonderful."
She reached back into her goody bag and pulled out a
banana. Sitting beside me on the bunk, she peeled it
slowly. Everything she did had an air of sensuality.
She tossed the peel in the corner and held the fruit
up delicately in front of my face.
"We must have nourishment." She said and moved the end
of the banana toward her parted lips. She licked it
from midway to the tip and let the end slip slowly
into her mouth. In the deepest, most remote places of
my being, I felt a weak sexual stirring begin.
"Ummmmm." She sighed, biting off the tip of the fruit.
I watched in fascination as she chewed and then
swallowed it. "It's good slave, but not as delicious
as you!" She laid the banana on my chest and took her
panties off, teasingly, sensually. The sight of her
full, beautiful bush made my heart skip a beat... I
couldn't take my eyes away from it.
"You like my pussy slave?" She asked tauntingly. She
spread pink and inviting clit lay nestled in her flesh
like a precious cultured pearl. Further down the
entrance to paradise lay invitingly open.
"Would you like to fuck me slave?" Her eyes were
sparkling again and she began slowly rotating her
hips, teasing me with her waiting pink flesh. "Would
you like to put your cock deep in my hot, wet pussy
slave?"
"OH GOD YES!" My eyes were wide, my throat dry, the
sexual stirring I felt moments before becoming a
tornado of destructive passion and yearning. I felt my
balls moving inside my sack and my limp meat was
beginning to stiffen again.
"Perhaps, perhaps not!" She laughed deep in her
throat, fanning the fires she had started deep within
me.
She turned the banana around and placed the unbitten
end against the entrance to paradise. Leaning back
slightly, she pushed the fruit slowly into her pussy.
I watched in a hypnotic trance as the fruit slid inch
by agonizing inch into her moist opening. After
pushing it almost all the way in, she withdrew it,
then pushed it in again, then withdrew it all the way.
She brought the fruit toward my face, her woman scent
mixed with the smell of the banana made my mouth
water. I opened my mouth wide in anticipation of this
delightful treat. She did not disappoint me... I took
a big bite, savoring the mixed flavors. She fed me the
rest of the most delicious fruit I'd ever tasted. I
knew deep inside I'd never be able to look at a banana
again without reliving these moments.
Back in her goodie bag again, she took out a can of
whipped cream. Shaking the can, she spread her legs
once again and sprayed her entire bush with the fluffy
white topping.
"Time for dessert." She purred and put one knee on
each side of my head, her cream soaked pussy hovering
above my mouth. "Bon appetite." She said and lowered
that savory treat to my mouth.
She didn't have to tell me what to do next. Starting
at the entrance to paradise, I licked the cream from
her treasures... she rocked her hips back and forth to
help me, breathing heavily, moaning and sighing. I
licked and slurped and sucked the delicious stuff from
between her pussy lips, from the sides of her legs and
her bush. Another food I would never look at in quite
the same way again! As the sweet treat vanished, I
concentrated my efforts on her clit. She pressed
harder against my mouth, rocking faster and moaning
louder.
"Ummmmm, yes slave." She sighed, breathing faster.
"Eat my pussy, Ooooooh, take my clit in your teeth,
that's it... Oh God Yes! Bite it yes yes YEESSSSS... a
little harder... Oooooh Yeah... now put your tongue in
my hole... Oooooooo Ummmmmmm... yes slave!" She was
rocking faster moving her sweet wet pussy back her
nipples and rolling them back and forth between her
fingers. Her head was thrown back and she began
whimpering and moaning louder. The fire that had begun
in my loins was now raging out of control and spread
to other parts of my body... my cock had once again
become hard as steel.
"Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh slave!" She was beginning
to scream in ecstasy. I could feel her thighs
quivering against the sides of my head as she moved
her pussy ever faster across my tongue. She was
grinding that magnificent cunt down into my mouth
now... each time her clit came over my tongue, her
thighs jerked and I tried to capture that elusive bud
and suck on it, but nothing would stop the rocking,
grinding motion she had begun with her hips.
"YES! YES! YES! YES!" She chanted, rocking still
faster. "OOOH GOD! OOOH GOD! OOOOOOOOO YEEEEESSSSS!"
She was breathing wildly now, her chest heaving with
the labor... her thighs began jerking uncontrollably
... she moved her hands from her breasts to my head.
Taking a handful of my hair with each hand she pulled
my face harder into her soaking wet crotch... suddenly
she stopped rocking, her entire body quivering, she
ground her pussy into my face in tiny rotating
circles, pulling my face still harder into her crotch
with her hands.
I captured her throbbing clit and closed my lips
around it... applying all the suction I could manage
and, at the same time, nibbled and flicked it with my
tongue as hard as I could.
The quivering in her body turned to a shudder, a loud
shrieking scream tore from her throat, her hips were
grinding in small circles hard against my face forcing
her hot, wet pussy even tighter to my hungry mouth.
She was climbing to the peak of an orgasmic mountain
and I was doing all I could to help her reach the top.
At the peak of her orgasm she ceased all movement,
except for her clit. I could feel it pulsating in my
mouth and continued to nibble and run my tongue
roughly across its tip. Suddenly the scream coming
from her throat was cut off, the shuddering in her
body became a heaving of all her muscles, her clit
still pulsating, throbbing in climax! She was holding
her breath, her muscles ceased heaving and tensed like
those of a predator cat ready to pounce, still her
clit throbbed and pulsated between my lips, we were
frozen in time like models for a still life artist,
the only movement her clit and my tongue.
She had reached the peak of the orgasmic mountain and
was taking her sweet time, enjoying the sensations at
the top. Finally, she began to descend the other
side... she finished the scream... her chest began
heaving again desperately sucking in life giving
oxygen... her body began shuddering again, her hips
began rocking back and forth wildly again and her clit
continued to throb as it swept past my tongue. She was
taking a roller was hang on and take the ride with
her.
Slowly, almost imperceptibly, all her movement began
to slow. The closer she got to the base of the
mountain, the slower she moved. Sigh after deep,
satisfied sigh came out of her. Her hips slowed to a
halt, her clit resting directly on my tongue, it was
no longer throbbing. I licked it gently. She began
purring like a cat and ran her fingers through my
hair, soothing the places she had pulled so hard just
moments before.
"Ummmmmmmmm" She sighed dreamily. "John, that was
wonderful." The masterful tone in her voice had
vanished. It was replaced by the voice of a soft,
sensual woman who had set out on an adventure in
mountain climbing, had succeeded and was now relaxing
in front of a cozy fire in a snowed in lodge. "God!
Your mouth is fantastic, lover." She purred then
sighed heavily in contentment.
"Unghflnnnfggh" I replied, her pussy still resting
sweetly on my mouth.
"Oops, sorry!" She laughed, and climbed off my face.
She stretched out next to me on the bunk, her body
pressing close to mine, her fingers making little
curls with the hair on my chest. She was looking
dreamily into my eyes, her own eyes soft and feeling.
They had lost the sparkle of the Mistress who held me
captive and took on the look of the eyes of a captured
dove.
She ran her hand down my chest and across my stomach
to my cock. She stroked its head gently with her
fingers, then gripped it and squeezed lightly sending
shivers through my body. As she squeezed my cock she
moved her face close to mine, her eyes searching mine.
She lowered her lips to mine in a long, passionate,
deep french... her tongue seeking out mine and playing
tag with it, little moaning sounds coming from her
throat.
"Oh God!" She said, her lips still on mine, speaking
directly into my mouth, "I want your hard beautiful
cock in my pussy. I want to feel it fill me. I want it
to explode inside of me and flood me with your hot,
wonderful cum." She moaned a long, sensual moan into
my mouth.
I could feel the vibrations of it on my lips. Her hand
began squeezing my cock tighter and moving slowly up
and down the shaft... she let it move down my cock to
my balls and began massaging them gently, cupping
them, scratching the bottom of my sack with her nails,
gently squeezing them. She pressed her mouth tighter
against mine and resumed the passionate kiss of
seconds before, all the while doing miraculous things
to my genitals with her talented fingers.
"Ooooooh," she purred, "Do you want to fuck me, John?
Do you want to feel yourself deep inside me?" Her
breathing was becoming more rapid as was my own. "Do
you want to feel my pussy squeeze your beautiful cock
until you can't stand it anymore? Do you want to feel
your hot cum spurt deep inside me? Oh God! PLEASE TELL
the passion of wanting to bury my cock deep inside
her.
"Oh God Yes!" She moaned, "SO DO I!" She got the
whipped cream can and began shaking it. When it was
ready she put the nozzle at the base of my rigid cock
and made a complete circle of the sweet cream from the
base of my cock to the top. It looked like I had a
hard, whipped cream cock protruding from my body.
"Ooooooh" she sighed, "just looking at that makes my
pussy hungry!" She positioned herself over my whipped
cream cock, one leg on each side of my hips, facing
me. Slowly, she lowered herself until the creamy head
of my swollen cock barely touched her pussy lips. She
was breathing heavily now, looking down between her
legs to position her juicy pussy just right.
When the head of my cock was in just the right
position, she lowered her hips a little more, forcing
the head of my cock between the hungry, waiting lips
of her unbelievably hot cunt. She locked onto my eyes
with her own. I held my breath in anticipation, afraid
to move for fear she would revert to the slave
Mistress and stop.
"Oooooh God! I've been waiting for this all night!"
She moaned, still suspended above me, just the head of
my cock inside her. I wanted to scream and thrust
upward, wanted to shout "ME TOO! SIT DOWN FOR GOD'S
SAKE! COVER MY COCK WITH YOUR HOT PUSSY!" But I
didn't... I just held my breath hoping she would slide
down my waiting pole.
I didn't have to wait too long. V-e-r-y s-l-o-w-l-y
she allowed my cock to slip into her hot, hungry
pussy. I wanted to thrust, I wanted to scream, I
WANTED TO BURY IT TO THE HILT! The whipped cream was
beginning to melt from the heat of our bodies. I could
feel it sliding down my cock, over my balls and into
the crack of my ass... it was exciting, using the
whipped cream for a lubricant, not that her pussy
needed lubricating, it was soaking wet all on its
own... still the thought was erotic and more than just
a little stimulating.
My cock was about a fourth of the way in... she was
squirming and panting and whimpering. Her thighs were
beginning to shake from the strain of lowering herself
so slowly and from anticipation.
"Ummmmmm... God that feels great!" She purred, still
moving slowly down my rigid cock... one third the way
in now... we were both moaning and panting... half way
in... she began to chant "Ooooh Baby! Ooooh Baby!
Ooooh Baby!"... two thirds of my throbbing cock was
now out of sight, concealed within the walls of her
tight love tunnel.
I couldn't contain myself any longer... "OH GOD, KATE!
PLEASE, BURY MY COCK ALL THE WAY! I CAN'T STAND IT...
OOOOHHHH MY GOD!"
Apparently she couldn't stand it any longer either.
Without "OH!" She squealed with delight, "Ummmmmmmm,
that's wonderful." She purred, sitting absolutely
still, my cock completely and totally buried inside
her.
At the moment she sat down on my cock, the breath
escaped my lungs and I shouted... "HOLY SHIT! OOOOH
GOD YESSSS!"
Still motionless on top of me, she began rhythmically
contracting and relaxing the muscles inside her hungry
pussy. Each time she contracted those wonderful
muscles, squeezing my cock, I would tighten my
sphincter and expand the head of my cock to its
fullest size. We played expand and contract for what
seemed like hours, our eyes locked on one another,
just feeling the sensations and being one with each
other.
"Oooohhh slave," She whispered sexily "you have a very
talented cock. Does it like being in my pussy?"
"Yes, yes, Mistress! It wants to please you and fill
you with its hot load of white liquid."
"My pussy can hardly wait!" She sighed and began
rocking back and forth with her hips. The motion bent
my rigid pole back and forth, moving it only slightly
inside her. Her head was back and she cupped her
breasts with her hands, squeezing them as she
continued to rock back and forth on my burning cock.
After a while, she leaned forward, pressing her
breasts against my hairy and heaving chest... her lips
found mine and we kissed passionately. I longed for my
hands to be free so I could fondle her breasts and
grab her ass cheeks. While she lay on my chest, I
began a slow thrusting motion with my hips, driving my
cock slowly in and out of the hot, velvety tunnel that
held it prisoner. She began moaning softly into my
mouth and I into hers, our tongues still locked in a
battle for dominance.
As I thrust in and out of her hot pussy, she began
moving her hips from side to side. Her motion combined
with mine caused my thrusting cock to scrape one side
lining of her tight love tunnel, then the other... it
was a completely new sensation to me and it was
bringing me to the base of my own orgasmic mountain!
"Ahhhh yes, fuck me baby!" She moaned into my mouth.
"Ram that hard cock into me... deeper, Oooooh yes,
that's it... it feels so wonderful I want you to push
it all the way through me!"
The way she moaned those words of passions directly
into my mouth was helping me, pushing me, to the first
ledge of my mountain. The silky wet walls of her pussy
working wonders on the sensitive head of my pulsing
cock!
"God, baby, you're sooo good! So tight... so hot... so
wet!" I breathed the words into her mouth.
She put her hands on my chest and pushed herself to an
upright position and, using the muscles in her legs
began lifting herself up and down on my rigid cock.
Faster and faster she went, like a novice rider on a
galloping horse. With each bounce, my throbbing
whimpered and I sighed "OH GOD! OH GOD!" Faster and
faster she bounced, tossing her head from side to
side, beginning a low volume chant of "FUCK ME! FUCK
ME! FUCK ME!" That became louder the faster she moved.
She was moving at a furious pace now, with each
downward plunge she made, little bits of whipped cream
splashed out from between us, covering my chest and
her inner thighs.
"OOOOOHHHH GOD YES!" She screamed, reaching a quick
and violent orgasm that made her body shudder. As she
came, I began thrusting my hips upward and letting
them fall, then up again, lifting her weight, helping
her fuck herself into oblivion. "CUM! CUM! CUM... YES!
YES! YES... OOOH! OOOH! OOOH!" she was screaming as
orgasmic sensations raced through her body.
When her orgasm subsided, she slowed her pace until
she came to a stop sitting on my still rock hard cock.
My hips were squirming beneath her in passion, my own
moaning and whimpering becoming louder... "Ohhhhh
noooo, please, don't stop now.... Oh God!"
"Don't worry, lover, we're not through yet." She
purred. Then she stretched her legs out in front of
her and rotated her body so her back was to my face.
Never once coming close to losing the cock buried deep
in her hot pussy. The sensation of her turning sent a
chill through my entire body!
She reached down between my legs and began raking her
fingernails along the underside of my balls.
"OOOOOHHHH SHIIIIT!" I cried out in total surprise at
both what she was doing and the sensations it caused.
Her knees under her once again, she began that slow up
and down movement with her body.
Every few strokes she would pause with my cock almost
all the way out, then move her hips from side to side
and slowly slide back down over my hard and hot cock,
all the while scratching and squeezing and massaging
my balls gently, seductively. My breathing became more
rapid as I quickly approached the second ledge on my
orgasmic mountain! I felt lost on that mountain and
was thankful to have a guide like her showing me the
way to the top!
"Yes baby, fill me with that hot cock of yours!" She
moaned, "I love it deep inside me... Ooooh yes, it
fills me up soooo much... I want your cum to wash
every bit of my pussy... I want to feel it splashing
hot against my walls... I want to hear you moan as
your cum gushes out of your hot cock and floods deep
into me... Ummmmmm!"
Her words were making my cock even harder than it
was... I didn't know how that could be possible but it
was happening. that feeling I get when I know I'm
going to last a long time. For the time being I was
lost in the sensual, tingling feelings her hot pussy
was imparting to my cock.
She worked her body feverishly on my erect pole,
speeding up her pace, then slowing down... shifting
positions slightly, each time bringing me to new
heights of ecstasy... and all the while stroking,
scratching and squeezing my balls. In the next half
hour she came twice, each more powerful than the one
before.
With each orgasm her fingernails dug into the flesh of
my thighs and her screams of passion pierced the very
essence of my soul. Tiny beads of sweat had broken out
on her body and her breathing was becoming labored.
Still she continued, working her wet pussy all over my
throbbing hot cock.
As she was approaching her fourth orgasm her buildup
to it was so raw, so animalistic that my balls began
to tingle wildly. The first warning that I was
approaching the peak of my mountain. She pumped so
hard and so fast, and squeezed my cock with her pussy
so tightly I began to go insane with passion. With
each foot of height I gained on my upward climb, she
matched me in intensity and abandonment.
We both began grunting and moaning, pounding our
genitals together mercilessly. My legs began to go
numb as the tingling spread throughout my body. I
could feel my balls swell slightly prior to releasing
their heavy load.
At that instant I thought it would be impossible for
either of us to get any more wild than we were... I
was wrong! As we approached orgasm her hand pulled my
ball sack gently, the other drew blood from my thigh.
We were both screaming between labored breaths... our
bodies writhing wildly trying to tear one another
apart with pure animal lust.
As my heavy balls exploded their load through my
seminal vesicles, I thrust upward with all my
strength, burying my spurting cock deeper into her
greedy pussy than it had ever been. She screamed in a
mixture of pain and pleasure and ground her hips
downward impaling her pulsating pussy even further on
my exploding cock.
It's hard to describe the sounds, the sensations, the
movements of our bodies and the punishment we
inflicted on one another during our simultaneous
orgasm. I only know her screams of passion were equal
to my own, the intensity of her orgasm matched by mine
and the pure animal lust that flooded over us was
shared equally.
I don't know how long we were lost in the throes of
orgasmic ecstasy... it just seemed to go on and on...
I felt as if every ounce of fluid was being sucked
from my entire body by her gripping, hungry pussy. My
balls were so drained they began to ache and still our
bodies were tangled and thrusting in an animalistic
frenzy, each attempting to best the other. I wanted to
be lost in this wild abandon forever... to be washed
away in a flood.
I'm not sure quite how it ended. All I remember is our
bodies collapsing in an exhausted heap. My cock was
still deep within her but there was no feeling, no
sensation. Her fabulous pussy had literally stripped
the nerve endings from my body and devoured them.
There was more deliriously sensual sex between us that
night. We came again and again... she used the beads
on me twice more that I can remember... it could have
been more. I never dreamed I could cum so many times
in such a short span of time, but her body and
imagination did things to me that had never been done
to me before.
I remember at about three in the morning she released
me from my bonds. We experimented with every
imaginable position... before we were finished my cock
had explored every possible opening in her body and
deposited it's creamy cargo within them all.
At six o'clock a travel alarm in her goody bag went
off. At the time we lay exhausted in one another's
arms, caressing and frenching deeply, passionately.
"Oh damn." She muttered at the sound of the alarm and
got up to turn it off. "Well, John, slave, lover. Your
sentence has been carried out and I hereby set you
free."
We dressed in silence. She in her uniform, me in my
levis and sweat shirt. I didn't want this wild sexual
animal to walk out of my life, but I didn't know what
to say.
"Would you like to come home with me? I'll make you a
great breakfast." She must have read my mind.
"I'd love to, Kate." I said softly.
She took me to my car and I followed her home.
As she put her key in the front door it swung open, a
stunning brunette standing in the doorway.
"John," Kate said, "I'd like you to meet my roommate
Kimberly."
"Hi, Kimberly." I said, my hand on Kate's ass.
"Oooooh Hi John." She purred, her deep green eyes
sparkling with sexual energy. Kate gave me a seductive
little wink, a huge smile on her face.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously
consider seeking professional help.
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