Bernadette's Trial

As Bernadette

His finger startles me when it touches my ass. It’s teasing and maddening.

"My precious I wish to use your lush breasts for my pleasure, to fuck them too and anoint you with my seed so you can feel it's thick viscous heat on you. So you may rub it into your skin, your body and let it help you become even more mine as it's absorbed.”

I didn’t quite understand how that is done, but what he says next really hits me.

"I also want to have you give me this, most private place. The final place for me to claim you as my cock's been in your sweet mouth and your wonderful pussy, this is the final opening for me to take, to take its virginity too for my and our pleasure.’ As he said this his finger pushed up into my ass, and it burned, burned badly.

I couldn’t imagine him doing that to me. Did couples do that? I thought homosexuals where the only ones that did that. I’d heard some village boys talking about it. The nuns had never really explained sex and would have been appalled at this. I tense more and begin to feel some panic. He’d tear me apart. I don’t see how it can feel good.

He went on, "These are the things I desire for you to surrender and give to me Bernadette. Give freely and willingly, not to take, as we know I could easily do."

So that means if I don’t do it willingly he’s going to do it anyway? I remember his brutal treatment of Lina. I don’t want that, I couldn’t live through that. I think of all the pleasure he has given me. Why does he want to do this? Wasn’t the other ways enough for him?

I answer my own question. Because he wants to and because he can. He wants me to surrender totally. And I guess this is the way to do it. He can take it by force and he would be willing to do it that way. But I don’t think the pain would stop there.

And he’s healed the hurt before. When it hurts me maybe he would take away the pain again. He’s brought me incredible pleasure but I don’t know how this could be pleasurable.

Trying to be brave, I finally answer. My voice barely shakes.

“Yes, husband. I give you these two places too. Willingly.”
 
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Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

I could feel her shock at the digital invasion of her ass and her revulsion and fear at my telling her I wanted to fuck her there too as a display of her total surrender to me. However, before I filled her ass with my cock she'd be begging me for just that, to be ass fucked.

"Sweeet lil one. You continue to give me such great pleasure and please me. I hope I can may your pleasure at least as intense as my own.
"Roll over onto your back lil pet."

When you've obeyed me, I get the bottle of lubricant and pour some on each breast, a libral amount so the will be as slick as your pussy when I fuck it.

"Spread it pet. Cover your tits with it, especially your inner swells and nipples for those will be what will be in contact with my hard meat as I fuck you."

As she begins to obey, looking from her breasts to my eyes I begin to stroke her pleasure center again, gently, but insitantly.
 
as Bernadette

My lord starts to speak.

"Sweeet lil one. You continue to give me such great pleasure and please me. I hope I can make your pleasure at least as intense as my own.

"Roll over onto your back lil pet."
I do as he says - basking in his praise.

He pours something on me and tells me, "Spread it pet. Cover your tits with it, especially your inner swells and nipples for those will be what will be in contact with my hard meat as I fuck you."

I spread the cream on me just as he tells me. It feels good and I begin to anticipate pleasure again at his hands.
 
Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

With the feline grace of a Great Cat I move and swing astride you. My engorged cock lays down between your breasts and I instruct, "Now my precious little slut press them against me. Press them so your hard nipples are tight against my shaft and your firm titmeat surrounds me as your virgin pussy did last night.
"Feel the heat of my cock in your nipples and your tits *flick of her pleasure center*. Feel the throbbing in it cause by how your breasts feel on my manhood *flick of her pleasure center then back to stroking it again*.
"Feel it as I fuck your tits, my slut's tits for the first time and take their virginity freely given as I did your mouth's and your cunt's last night my precious slutty bride." And my hips begin to move, to fuck your tits and nipples. Each time my cock is at it's lowest point in the surround breast meat your pleasure center is flicked. As it slides up the tunnel of your tits and nilpples your pleasure center is massaged and when the head pops out aimed at your face your mouth, it's flicked again, a bit harder. So it goes every stroke as I watch myself, watch you and shiver at the feelings, the sight and my power over you... my former virgin. Soon all of your virginities will be mine and then I will well and truly own you.
 
As soon as I had covered my breasts with oil, he moves over me lying so his member is poised between my breasts. I reach around to press them around his erection.

When he starts to move he slides against my nipples causing heat to radiate outward and down to my pussy. His hips move up and back, his cock sliding, and gliding against me. I push tighter and watch the engorged head of his shaft poke up between my breasts. Every stroke brings the head of him closer to my lips.

This feels so good, so good. My tongue reaches to flick at the head of him at every upward stroke. My head bobs to catch every thrust toward my mouth.

The taste of him makes more shudders pass over my body as he moves faster against me. I’d love to have his cock in my mouth but can I only lick wildly when he comes near, faster.
 
Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

"How does sweet Bernadette like having her breasts fucked? How does she like the feelings my hard meat gives her as it slides up and down between them and her hard nipples and breasts?"

"Mmmmm you're tongue feels exquiste on it's head my woman. Soon I'll give you a hot, thick drink to savior and swallow as well as to rub into your face and tits my little slut.
"You are my sweet little slut and bride aren't you Bernadette?"
 
as Bernadette

“I love it lord. It feels wonderful. It feels good to feel you slide through my breasts.”

His words excite me more, bringing more throbbing into my body. I find my hips rotating and my thighs pressing together. My tongue snakes to lick him more as he continues,

"Mmmmm you're tongue feels exquisite on it's head my woman. Soon I'll give you a hot, thick drink to savior and swallow as well as to rub into your face and tits my little slut.

"You are my sweet little slut and bride aren't you Bernadette?"


Between licks and quick sucks as he pumps his cock in the tight valley of my breasts, I answer, “I’m your sweet slut bride lord husband.”
 
Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

My cock slides back and forth, back and forth in the hot fleshy tunnel of slick skin and gradually faster and faster. As a result the head extends out farther and farther as the base of my penis smackes against the cushion of firm breast meat.

This enable me to fuck a bit into my little slut's mouth each time as she strains forward to try and get more to lick and briefly suck on before it moves back down the tunnel between her tits.

"Mmmmm, sooo good my sweet. You're breasts and hard nipples feel soooo goood. Watching myself fucking them is so erotic. Watching you pressing them to me and kneading them is sooo naughty and arousing."

"Shall I give your licking, sucking mouth the first of my seed today? Would you like to suck out the first today to swirl in your mouth and slowly swallow like a good little cocksucking slut?"
 
As Bernadette

From virgin to this..

"Mmmmm, sooo good my sweet. You're breasts and hard nipples feel soooo goood. Watching myself fucking them is so erotic. Watching you pressing them to me and kneading them is sooo naughty and arousing."

Naughty, nasty me.

"Shall I give your licking, sucking mouth the first of my seed today? Would you like to suck out the first today to swirl in your mouth and slowly swallow like a good little cocksucking slut?"


I can't believe the feelings I have.. All I want is to taste his seed in my mouth. Avid for it. My thighs press so tightly together, rubbing. My nipples are on FIRE.

"YESSSSSSs, please let me taste you husband.

"Please let me drink from you."
 
Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

I applied no additional stimulation to her pleasure center as I sped up my movements so now I was in truth fucking her firm bountiful tits and her mouth at the same time.

There'd be no release for my slut this time. I'd keep her dangling over the abyss of orgasm for quite some time yet before I allowed her that climax to build it's depth and intensity for what was still to come.

However, I would allow her the pleasure of a mouthful of my seed as she sucked it from me before gripping my cock to hose her face and breasts with the remainder of it.

The hold on my own pleasure was released and I could feel my spend moving up the hard tube of flesh and muscle.

One, two shorts strokes into her mouth, "Nooow my slutty bride. Suckkk nooow. I'mmmm cummming."

She sucked even harder, her cheeks hollowed from the suction as her tongue wildly licked and lashed my cock's head, it's ridge and behind it. She was learning how to lick and suck quickly and all of the pleasurable areas for her tongue to be as well.

"Uggggghhhhhhhh..." I grunted out as the first eruption of cum left the slit in my cock to shoot into your hot, sucking, willing mouth.

"Yessssssss, sooooooooo goooood my sluttttt!" I yelled as my back arched and the tendons stood out on my neck.

My hand then moved between your heaving tits to grip and stroke my cock as I aimed it at her face. The second and third stream of cum splashed onto the left and then right cheeks spreading up her face across her forehead and into her hair.

My hips slid back some and now I coated one quivering breast and gem stone hard nipple then the other as I stroked and milked out every drop of cum.

The final dollop to seep out was used to coat her full, lush lips.

I smiled down at my cum covered lil slutty bride as I moved to her side, leaned up on an elbow to watch as she, without apparently even considering how it would make her look, began to smear and spread my spend over her face and breasts.
 
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As Bernadette

I was ready to taste him, suck his seed from him when he voiced this intention. I sucked wildly, eagerly waiting for him to unload.

When he starts, it’s amazing. I drink greedily from him. He pulls out of my mouth and continues to shoot on my face, my breasts. When he moves finally to wipe the last on my lips, a huge shudder racks my body. That was the most erotic thing imaginable.

His cum is burning on me. I rub it into my skin and lick my lips. When I rub it into my breasts and nipples it’s like nothing I can describe, but my body is humming with the sensation.

Smearing his seed against my face, I close my eyes to savor the feeling. Then lick my hands and fingers unwilling to let that be wasted.

My body is humming, humming. I look at my lord and he’s watching me intently, leaning on an elbow. I feel myself blush under his gaze, and lower my eyes quickly, not sure if I have done something wrong and more than a little embarrassed.
 
Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

I watch a innocent woman give a truly incredible wanton salacious display of sluttiness as she obeys me and am amazed and thrilled by it. More so than I've been in many years.

My cock twitches already hardening again as I feel her greedily sucking my seed from my spurting cock and see the almost pouty expression when I take it from her mouth before I've finished spending.

The the look of lewd delight as my cum is shot onto her face, her breasts is thrill one on a jaded as I've become over the centuries.

When she so eagerly rubs my cum into her skin and then licks her hands clean so she may consume more of my seed my cock in truth grows as the lictenious perverse expression on her face and in her eyes.

Her corruption from innocent to lewd, wanton slut grows by leaps and bounds and yet she still has the aura of innocence about her that makes it all the more obscenely appealing.

My hand slides under her head as it lays on the pillow and it's raised to I may kiss her. A very long, gentle kiss. When it ends, "My wonderfully slutty bride tell me all that you felt and though just now. As you do gaze at my cock. Look at how hard it is already just from watching you and know how pleased I am with you."

As your eyes lift to see, I squeeze your pleasure center again then return to stroking it, a bit more firmly than before, but always well short of enough for your climax.
 
As Bernadette

My embarrassment fades as my husband kisses me.

"My wonderfully slutty bride tell me all that you felt and though just now. As you do gaze at my cock. Look at how hard it is already just from watching you and know how pleased I am with you."

When he says this and calls me slutty it stings, I’ve been brought up to think it’s a terrible thing. But then when I see his eyes and feel him, it’s not like that. I would have never been able to utter the words that he wants to hear.

“When you, …when you …fucked my tits… I was excited watching you slide between my ..tits.
I loved when you moved so I could kiss and taste you. It made me very …excited, I could feel it in my pussy. It was like a throbbing.” I know my face flames with the words. But they are liberating too. I get excited saying them.

“I’m very glad that it makes you pleased husband. That makes me excited too, to know I make you feel good.”
 
Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

"More prescious bride.
"Tell me of my cock in your mouth. Tell me of what you were doing with it. Tell me of the taste of my seed. Tell me all my woman, about what and how you and it felt as I gifted you with it in your mouth, on your face and on your tits.
"How it felt as you rubbed it in and all of your thoughts. Help me learn about my bride."
 
As Bernadette

I took a deep breath and began.

“Your …cock in my mouth was smooth and hot. The ridge around it felt wonderful going into my mouth. The taste of you is … I don’t have a word for the taste, husband but it is very good to me.

“I don’t know, it was salty. Thick and creamy. It’s a part of you that I desire. I wanted more in my mouth when you pulled away. I could gladly drink more of you. But it was exhilarating to have you shoot on my face and tits. Each splash was just more excitement and I knew it was because you used me that you came.” I pause, considering more.

“I rubbed it in because I liked it. I wanted your seed to be a part of me. If I can’t drink of you I want to absorb you. I don’t know, this is confusing to me. I am not sure of what my feelings are husband.”
 
Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

My smile ignited hers. My hand stroked down her tummy over her smooth lips and a fingertip pressed against her anal star *her pleasure center was lightly squeeze* and moved up and around her other opening before moving up and lightly flicking her clit.

"I was going to ask if you found it all arousing my lil pet, but it's obvious that you do. However, tell me how aroused you are right now and why," I say quietly before slowly licking your juices off my finger as you watch.
 
"Husband, I don't know what you are asking me.

"If you ask why I am excited, I think I am excited because of the stimulation you bring me and a big part of the excitement is knowing that you are ...pleasured by me, by being with me."

"I am very aroused right now, ,there is a burning in my ..pussy, it throbs. I want more of you. It's a needy burning itchy feeling."


"Just now, you touched me and licked the juice from me. THAT is very arousing, I don't know why husband, I only know that it is."
 
Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

"What about this my pet," I ask as my fingertip teases your puckered and juice slick anus. "Is this too arousing to you. This is your final virginity you know." *your pleasure center is squeezed and kneaded, but not to point of release, before it's just stroked again*
 
As Bernadette

When he touches my anus I can't hold back a Shuddering "Ahhhhhh". His caress there is a new fire, adding to the feelings that whip my body back up into turmoil.

I doubt again the ability to experience what he wants without great pain and fear. This fear is laced with a wild longing for him to do just that though. To have him take my last virginity, do anything to ease this violent lust.

"Yessss, it makes me crazy, crazy. I want you to ... to take me ...there."

And what in God's name makes me press his hand with mine, pushing him against my last virgin hole?

"Here."
 
Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

"Never be ashamed to tell me what you want my Bernadette. Say it. Say to me what you want and where," and as I'm talking my free hand moves your other hand to my cock, and the pleasure center is pinched as your hand touches me.

"When alone you're to be my sweet innocent little slut bride my Bernadette.
"I'll tell you when to be demure, innocent and proper. Then you will mind what you say and do.
"However, when alone you're to be my innocent wanton bride hungering for anything and everything I wish to do to or with you. Do you understand my sweet hot little bitch bride," I say smiling into your eyes and pinching your pleasure center again.
 
“Uhhhhhhhh,” I moan as my hand closes over his erection.

When he admonishes me to tell him what I want, how I can act, say what I want, be his slut bride, I’m torn between the years in school with the nuns and the need to shuck all of that off to be nasty, wanton.

As I feel my pressure build, the damn holding me back bursts and such filth I never thought I would say comes spilling out, no longer shocking, no longer filthy somehow.

“Master I would like you to fuck my ass with your cock. Fuck me in the ass with your cock.” Stroking his cock as I tell him this. When I say it, I feel a rush of wet in my …cunt.
 
Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

As I hand you the bottle of lubricant, "Use this my sweet Bernadette. Lubricate me well and at the same time turn so I may watch as you use two fingers to lubricate the ass you want me to fuck.
"That is what you wish isn't my sweet bride, to fuck your ass?"
 
As Bernadette

As I take the bottle he hands me, my doubts come back with it. This is scary, heady, strange, exciting, lewd, and immoral. He scares me. He can take what he wants but makes me want it too. That leaves me wondering what kind of woman am I?

He’s abducted me. Forced me to be a… a …a plaything for Rahl and his friends. Chained me to a wall. Made me watch Lina getting beaten and brutalized. Made me watch how she ENJOYS it. He’s taking my soul and I’m giving it away because I’m too scared to fight.

And he’s absolutely, positively made me feel incredible. Made me feel better than ever in my life. And most the time with him it seems right. He’s almost sweet when he kisses me and he tells me nice things. Sometimes his terms of endearment roll off his tongue like honey.

I lay there. One hand circling his cock, the other clutching the lubricant, it really boils down to: Does what he wants willingly, or don’t and he does it anyway and probably get punished or fed back to Rahl and his gnomes. That thought makes me shudder… Ugh.

My surrender.

I reach over and squirt a stream of lubricant on his cock. Then squirt more. I begin to rub his cock with it.

“I want you to fuck my ass, husband.”

I don’t even know his name.

I move until he can see my ass and I squirt some more on me. I rub it around.

“…as you use two fingers to lubricate the ass you want me to fuck…” his words come back to me.

I start trying to work some of the lubricant in with my finger. It feels impossible. How is he going to stretch me without ripping me? I squeeze my eyes shut and probe harder. I move my finger in and out. It soon quits hurting, but doesn’t feel like it did when he did it. I find my finger making the same rhythm as the hand on his cock.

I try and push another finger in, and that hurts again. I stop and reach again for the lubricant. It slips and slides in my hand and I can’t get a grip. I use the hand that was rubbing his cock to finally grip it. I finally get more to squeeze out on my ass.

Eyeing his cock again, and thinking about the size of it, I reach to squeeze more on his cock. A good stream comes out and on to him before the bottle squishes out of my hands and flies by his nose to the far side of the bed.

I can’t help it. The startled look on his face causes me to laugh, and I manage to wheeze out a “I’m so sorry husband,” before I start giggling wildly. I think I’ve gone crazy.
 
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Igor Stravinski, The Lord:

I lay against the pillows watching my lovely Bernadette stroking my cock as she lubricates her ass herself for me to fuck so I may claim her final virginity.

I continue to stroke her pleasure center, but minimally now. I wish her to associate great pleasure with me, my touch, my use and no one elses, not even her own.

I enjoy her hand on me and watch her face and fingers as she introduces the first into her ass to spread the lubricant inside as well as out.

Her grimace tells me I'm withholding just enough. It's not as painful as it could be but there is enough to make it physically uncomfortable, as well as probably repugnant to her, but we'll over come any repuganace or hesitancy to anything in time.

I saw her grimace again as she began to try to slide the second finger in and watched with a smile as she applied more lubricant, with difficulty with two now very slick hands.

When the bottle shot past my face I was shocked, amazed and when she giggled delighted. Enough so that I began to laugh. I laughed harder and harder as the rediculous sight I'm sure I was when it just missed my nose.

I laughed, her giggled became laughter. I laughed harder and so did Bernadette. It seems our laughter was feeding the others need to laugh more uproariously. We laughed together until tears were streaming down our faces and my side and cheeks ached.

"Bernadette, my sweet and lovely wife, you have just done something no one in ages has done.
It's been so long since, umm, Igor's laughed that hard I can't recall the last time it happened. You are indeed my precious treasure wife." Then I pull you to me for a very, very long kiss with much caressing and it's my fingers that relax and open you for me as your pleasure center is well stroked. That's my reward for what you just gave to me and I hope you'll give me again.
 
I was afraid he would be angry at my laughing. When he laughed with me, it was a dam breaking. We laughed like children, until we cried. His face was so beautiful and boyish replete with his laughter.

My belly felt weak and rubbery when we finally regained some composure. His next words are so tender and spoken so evocatively, my laughter dies but not the tears.

"Bernadette, my sweet and lovely wife, you have just done something no one in ages has done.
It's been so long since, umm, Igor's laughed that hard I can't recall the last time it happened. You are indeed my precious treasure wife."
His name is Igor, I mentally say his name. That’s my husband’s name.

When he kissed me, first so gently, I melted. Then the kiss seemed to take on a life of it’s own, leaving me breathless and eager for more. His hands stroked and petted and ignited me, making me hungry for him. When his fingers move to my ass and start stroking, it’s not like when I did, it’s a wonderful sensation.

I moan when his finger penetrates me. My hole feels hot and stretches reluctantly but then the burning stops and it feels so good.

“Ahhhh” I moan as he moves his finger deeper in my ass. His other hand on my body caressing, then moving my hands down to hold my asscheeks wide. I find myself moving back against his finger.

“AHHHHHHH” My hips buck, backing away at first when he adds another finger. Another burning pain, then it slides to the side of pleasure when I stretch to accommodate him. He’s gentle, working his fingers into me. Slowly. When he kisses me again he begins to slide his fingers together, and the sensation created with his movement make me again start to move back on his hand, moaning into his mouth.
 
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