Bernadette's Trial

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

I lay watching as sweet innocent Bernadette raises herself up from my chest. I shudder and moan low and deeply as she slides her incredibly tight cock sheath up and up my shaft to the head and pauses.

My eyes, my nostrils fill with the sight and scent of her virginal blood mixed with the thick nectar from her cunt streaking my length.

My nostrils flare. My blood catches fire. My lust grows until it knows no boundries.

Two fingers snake down to scoop juice and blood from my shaft and convey it to my waiting lips. My tongue darts out tasting her familar blood, but this all the more sweet and precious for it's from her maidenhead and was willingly given to me.

I allow her to feel a part of what now courses through me.

Unchained Lust is inadequate to describe it; Passion, Control and Owership can't approximate it; Want, Need, Craving are all paltry words for it; Caring and Tenderness are there in abundance as is the thrill of the gift of pain given to enflame; however, all of these combined can't approximate what I feel.

I let Bernadette sample the slightest taste of it as she moves up and down and I scoop two more fingers of juice and blood

She sees me bite the web between thumb and palm until blood seeps out. As she rides me more forcefully and wildly she watches as I mix my blood and her virgin blood in my palm and hold the mixture up for her to lap and suck.

No force. No coercion. If she accepts our mixed blood the bonds will tight a bit more, hold her a bit harder.

She won't be changed. A human woman is needed for my child's mother, but she'll have gained from it. More stamina, more endurance, more sensitivity to all sensations and feelings.

For the first time my body moves. My hips lift and drop just a little to meet her when she drops and retreat when she does.

 

[Annabelllee2003]

As Bernadette

“AGHHHHHHHhhhhhhhh,” another thunderous bolt of intense pleasure rips through me. I feel myself shudder against him. Sucking him deeper in me.

I watch, a piece of me fascinated, when he moves his hand down to our joined bodies and gathers the blood that flows from me to his mouth. When he drinks of the blood, I jerk as if struck at the rush of feelings that slams into me. Lust, prurient longing, ownership, need, and other things I can’t name.

My body responds to these emotions by moving in a more fevered haste. I am part of the pain, I rise and fall on his throbbing cock with ferocious intent. When he lifts his bloodied hand to my mouth, I drink from him. The sexual, sensual haze expands and shines red in my mind. Greedy. I move closer and closer to something nameless.

Riding him, feeling him grow larger yet in me, I’m crazed. When he moves in rhythm I cry out. The feelings are endless, all encompassing, the forces unimaginable. Writhing and straining on him, joined to him in my mind and body, I don’t know what I need, but something.

Something pushes me harder, faster on his member. Drives me to move faster and faster, panting and crying as I edge toward something…

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

My eyes shine as her tongue licks sensually across my palm lapping up our combined blood mixture.

There's no mistaking the impact it has on her. Now she's no longer a hesitant virgin with a sore cunt begin fucked for the first time.

What I've shared with her and what she's just consumed have turned her into a hungry woman in desperate need of the orgam I've been holding off an denying her. Denying her to drive her wild and to the brink of possilbe insanity in it's intensity.

That dam is removed. As it is I tighten my balls to expell the first eruption of my seed into her spasming, milking cunt to flood it and her womb.

At the same time her pleasure center is squeezed Hard and seemingly twisted side to side to flood her with the most intense feelings yet as I jerk upward when she drops again.

My arched body holds her impaled and suspended off the bed. Her hands grip my waist for balance as I bellow out my command. "CUMMMMMMM BERNADETTE !!! CUMMMM WITH YOUR OWNER, YOUR MASTER !!! FEEL MY SEED FLOODING YOUR CUNT AND CUMMMM !!! I COMMAND IT !! YOU OBEY AND CUMMMMM!!!"

 

[Annabelllee2003]

Bernadette

Her body is driven beyond any known sensation. Bucking wildly on top of him she sucks his offering from his palm. What she waits for is at hand when her Lord screams his order for her to cum. Her cunt goes into spasm and her limbs jerk wildly.

Heat scorches and blinds her. Starting wildly and looking down at him, she releases arching and hunching, shuddering and screaming nonsense, born aloft by his hips. Her hands sink into the flesh at his waist and an unearthly screech fills the chamber.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGHHHHhhhhhhh,” and again as she is plunged into her first orgasm as a woman, as his bride. When his seed begins to spurt into her aching pussy, another scream more guttural and animalistic is rent from her throat.

Thrashing madly, spasms gripping her she screams once more as the haze envelops her and she is cast down to his chest, sobbing, shuddering, spasming. Innocent no more.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

When she collapses on my chest I roll us over and use my thights to lift her hips and hold as much of my seed in her as possible and nestle in as close as I can to use my cock as a plug to keep it there.

I lay against Benadette as she shivers and trembles in the aftermath of her first ever orgasm and a hand smooths her sweat soaked hair as I kiss away her tears murmuring soft words to calm her.

"Shhhh my pet. Quiet lil one. There is no need for tears unless they are tears of happpiness.
"Shhh, now you're a woman in all ways not just in years. Now you've had a man. You've kissed and sucked, then begged for his cock to take and claim you for the first time and it's happened.
"Shhhh, just enjoy the thrill of the feelings." and again her pleasure center is gently stroked so those feelings will offset her discomfort."

 

[Annabelllee2003]

As Bernadette

I lay there sobbing on his chest, coming down from unimagined heights. I am lightheaded and feel shattered. As my heart slows, other feelings start to rush in. I feel shame for my behavior. Shame for wanting him, my captor. I cringe when I think of the blood I drank so wantonly. Between my legs where he rests still, the throbbing pleasure now is pain, torn pain.

He soothes me, this bridegroom. His voice soft, a balm.

"Shhh my pet. Quiet lil one. There is no need for tears unless they are tears of happiness. ...Shhh, now you're a woman in all ways not just in years. Now you've had a man. You've kissed and sucked, then begged for his cock to take and claim you for the first time and it's happened. ...Shhh, just enjoy the thrill of the feelings."

His coarse words spark my shame again, and then a touch of contentment blooms in my mind. I should not think. I should just lay here, safe now for the moment.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

"Shhhhh, just lay there and rest. Relive all you just experience and certainly all you've just felt my Bernadette. From beginning until the earth shattering end, the depths or heights of your orgasm feel it all again.
"Feel the ecstacy as you climaxed and then when you did again as you felt mine deep within you," and I stroke the pleasure center as my hands caress and stroke your hair, back and ass as I lay on you, my cock still filling you.

 

[Annabelllee2003]

As Bernadette

His weight on me is welcome. I do just as he tells me and relive the ecstasy. I shudder again with exquisite pleasure, feeling his seed in me yet. Not with the climatic heights of before, but joyous all the same.

My lord lulls me… Stroking me softly, caressing my hair, back and butt. I drift, and lay quiet. Until I know no more.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

I lay and watch. I feel it as she shudders as she relives as I've asked her to and feel her cunt milking me again at the memories when she shivers and shudders in a mini orgasm.

When she falls asleep I gently scoop her up and, still inside of her, move us until we lay side by side heads on pillows. Her lower leg is under my waist and her upper one where I've positioned it over my hip.

We lay that way as I feel myself harden again.

I wait for her to rest and wake so it can begin again, but this time I'll claim her virginity in another place.

 

[Annabelllee2003]

As Bernadette

I wake slowly, reluctant. There is no outside light that shows in the room. As I think of it, I haven’t seen sunlight in forever it seems. I have no idea how long I have been here.

My legs are around him. One under, the other thrown across his waist. I feel my sex, aching with the torment and passion of the union we shared.

I raise my head and look at him. He’s awake and looking at me intently. No surprise on his face. None to match mine as I find myself here. One arm is under him, the other hand is grasping his hardness where he is still joined to me.

His eyes are deep pools. Passionate and dark. I swim in his eyes. They catch me and hold me. He speaks without words. And I listen. Intently.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

'Be mine. Be safe forever and be Owned. Feel me inside of you Bernadette. Feel my need for you again. Look into my eyes and see the passion and lust, the need I have to have, take and own you sweet lil one.' I think as I stroke her pleasure center once again now that she's returned to me and clench my pelvic muscles and relax them so she can feel me deep inside of the cunt I now own. My slave's pussy.

 

[Annabelllee2003]

As Bernadette

His passionate entreaty enters me and fills my mind. I feel his need. His throbbing cock, his covetous desire. I am swept away with the hunger in his eyes. Hunger to devour me, take me again. Keep making me his. Feeling him flex deep within me, my mind is seized with the new lust he’s awakened.

I move on him. My hand moving up his chest as I reach to right myself on him. The light in his eyes grows stronger as I move on top of him again. Testing my boldness. I just yearn so badly to join in bliss, mindless extravagant ecstasy. I ache so badly, where I have been wounded. It’s a wound that can only be healed by him.

I look down at us, seeing the coagulating blood mixed with my juice and his seed. Another shudder passes through me as lust is slams me again, rocking me, urging me upward to ride again.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

"Yessss my lil one, be my slut. Ride me for the pleasure we both want and crave.
"Look my wonderful lil Bernadette. Watch as you ride the hardness you've caused and feel it as it strokes you with every movement.
"Feel me as I spread your inner walls. Feel me when I've reached your utmost depths and force in the rest as you writhe and grind on me.
"Ohhh you feel incredible, wonderful. Sooo hot and wet. Soooo tight and gripping. A true sheath for my cock."

 

[Annabelllee2003]

As Bernadette

I bear down onto him. His voice in my head and ears, a cacophony of utterances warring, but to the same end. Sending my senses reeling.

It feels like I would split asunder, when I reach the limit bearing down. My hands flail to his chest to hold myself upright. I rise and fall on him. His cock wounding me again. But a good pain. A soreness that needs him to repair and take me beyond the hurt. I rise again.


And again dropping onto him as the need grips me. Arching back, to drive him deeper. My head is thrown back, my chest out, riding my lord as if it’s a lifelong dream.

I feel nothing but the powerful need to cement our bond. Mix our essence. Take his seed. Mate in the most primal sense of the word.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

There's been no stroking of her pleasure center now what she feels are from her own needs and actions. I may intenisify her pleasure again upon her release, but unless she seems in pain not until then.

"Talk my lil one. Tell me what you're feeling. Tell me what you need. Tell me what you want and crave. Tell me what you are and tell me whose you are."

My hips begin to move counter to hers so she's not just riding me now we're moving in sync to fuck each other, to mate and give each other pleasure beyond limit.

 

[Annabelllee2003]

As Bernadette

When his hips move to meet mine sending more waves through me, I falter, then regain the rhythm. He is so intense. His need is hot in me.

"Talk my lil one. Tell me what you're feeling. Tell me what you need. Tell me what you want and crave. Tell me what you are and tell me whose you are."

He tells me to talk, I don’t know the words. I can’t say his words. But as the passion grips me tighter and tighter, I try to voice my feelings.

“I feel needy,” my voice coming in pants and wheezes. “I feel stretched and open, I NEED you to complete me.”

It hurts, this rasping up and down, his cock is fire in me. But it feels good. So good, and I feel needy. I need to feel him release in me again. God help me.

“I need you to cum in me again. I want to feel you.” Gripping him harder as I fall again onto him thrusting up. I moan harshly.

“I’m yours, your bride. I belong to you,” the last comes out in another drawn out moan, and my sweet Lord help me, it’s true.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

My back lifts from the bed. My mouth claims one bouncing nipple and then the other. Each is sucked on hard, each is lightly nibbled and licked and flicked as my thumb and finger find your hard clit as you ride me.

Find it and press and rub it, pinch and roll it, pinch a bit harder but not tooo hard and twist and stretch it driving lances of pleasure through you again and again.

 

[Annabelllee2003]

As Bernadette

When he rises from the bed and plants his mouth over my nipple, first one then the other, I writhe, grinding down. When his hand snakes into my groin to stroke my nub, I nearly die. A short little death to be dealt with fractionally as I move closer to ultimate release.

It’s mind numbing, exhilarating, crazy and wonderful, the heights he takes me. Blending my movements to the stealthy movement he makes on my bud, I tense, tense dramatically, squeezing him tightly. Looking at him, I ask wordlessly for him to take me there. Take me to the peaks again.

And then I ask him outright. “Let me cum, please… Please.”

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

That's what I had been waiting for.

As I released my flood of cum into you, "Cummmm my sweet and slutty little Bernadette. Cummmm my woman. Cummmm my precious slave. CUMMMMMM WITH ME NOWWWWWW!!" and your clit is stroked and rubbed as if it was a minature cock as the first gout of cum splashes off your cervix where my cock head is rubbing side to side and around and around as my hips move.

 

[Annabelllee2003]

As Bernadette

His voice echoes in the room and in my head as he commands me to cum. I bear down on his cock, and start to convulse mindlessly, recklessly, with abandon.

As it was before, I am shaken and broken and strewn to the heavens or hell. Mindless carnal pleasure. My screams mingle and blend with his as I feel him unload again into me.

Arching against his straining hips, my head thrown back and my throat stretched taut with coarse cries, I keep cumming until I am sure I’ll go crazy with it. Dizzy with it. Drunk with it. Spiraling down under the waves I don’t know more.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

As Bernadette drifts into unconsciousness from the sensory overload, I gather her into my arms and let her lay upon my chest.

The feel of her succulent breasts pressing, mashed as flat as the firm globes will go is most pleasing as is the ceaseless small movement of her hips on my cock and her pussy's little spasms around and squeezing it gently. As a babe would suckle a nipple, her cunt suckles at my cock seeking more, more pleasure more cum and so we lay my hand caressing and stroking her ass cheeks and their shadowy cleft.

 

[Annabelllee2003]

As Bernadette

I come back more reluctantly this time. I am aware of him under me. Stroking me gently. I ache, my God I ache. Every muscle is stained and feels torn. Between my legs where he still rests is throbbing, burning, passion gone dormant. I feel bruised. And under it all is contentment. Satiated. I’ll not think of my before. I don’t know how long I have lain on his chest.

I shift, a moan escapes as my muscles rebel in the movement. I push up and look at him. And I dare bring my lips to his to kiss him.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

As lips meet lips for a gentle kiss, I move us so my cock slides from you depths. It lays coated by our spend, your juices and virginal blood.

When the kiss ends, with each of us panting a bit at the feelings we've shared, you watch as I hold the earlier bitten hand over my cock and use the one wrapped around you holding you to me to squeeze the bitten area.

When blood begins to seep again it's dripped onto my cock to add to yours again then I will it's flow to stop.

"My precious lil one use your mouth on me as you did before. Please me by licking my clean of our juices and our combined blood.
"Lick, lave and suckle me until my cock, balls and ass are clean again my Bernadette. Savior the tastes for not only will they make you feel better and remove your pain, but you will also be tasting all but your virginal blood each time we couple as a man and woman."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Igor Stravinski, The Lord-to the Chorus:

"Wake my bitches.
"Bring to me a repast for two. Bread and cheese, slices of meat and fruit, chilled juice and wine.
"Now my lovely sluts.'

 

[Annabelllee2003]

Acolyte Chorus - Sabine

We rise to do the bidding of my Lord, and smile as I think of the doings in his chamber. I hold my sisters back and tell them I will do as he bids, and then reconsider. He asks us all. Then we all shall attend.

Diana and Anis are laden with wine and juice. Charl, a pitcher of water and napkins. Myself, a platter of the best cheeses, fruit, bread and meat in the district.

Knocking softly and entering at his command we set his table and try not to leer at his bride. We can spell the blood of her virginity in his chamber and it awakens new hunger.

We wait his next bidding.