Caught in the night (open)

was able to feel his eyes upon her feasting in her vunerable state. The touch she was expecting, but not when or where she felt it causing her fear to rise and flinching against it. Almost attempted to squirm away from it till he held her hips. Shocked, frustrated whimper escaped her lips from the simple action.

The tone of his voice was soothing along with his tracing finger, shaking her head in much denial as the feeling tried to wash over again. Without thought, her lips parted when his finger ran across them tilting her head slightly towards him.

"I am a Princess, soon the be queen of many lands. I am not allowed to open myself up. It is something that will hender me as a ruler..... I.. I...."

lost her train of thought as his hand went past her neck now tracing the top of her chest. It was just like the touch he used against her only moments ago. A hypnotic, light touch that just brought out these feelings.
 
He smiled as her voice trailed off.

"Well highness," his voice like vanilla, "We're no longer playing by your rules. We're playing by mine." His fingers followed her neckline down to the swell of her chest. "And it doesn't matter if you are a princess, or maybe one day will be the queen of many lands. Right now, you belong to me." He moved his head down close to hers, his face a hair away from hers. He could feel her warm breath wash over him, it was full and deep. "Don't talk to me of not opening yourself up, I've already seen how eager you are to explore the unknown."

His hand at her hip traced a light path across her belly. It returned to her hip before running down and genlty rubbing her thigh. Her muscles flowed beneath her skin in response to his touch. He watched, entralled by the reaction of this innocent and uptight princess. He found the discord of her body and mind fascinating. She still did not want to admit what her body was telling her it wanted, she still was trying to deny the desire she felt. Well, she would come to accept it.

Or she wouldn't, either way didn't really matter, Arcturus would find enjoyment both ways. Each possibility offered it's onw rewards to him.
 
"No-o-o not again.... I can't allow this-s-s-ss.... oh goddess..."

Whispered softly in denial while feeling the heat and wetness rise to his touch. Uncurling slowly and rolling back onto her back, reluctantly and unwillingly, but her body was moving to his fingers across her belly and legs. Wishing to feel more of his fingers that traced her chest area, neckline.

Was unable to roll completly over due to feeling him pressed against her once more, feeling the bare skin of his chest. Skin against skin drove made her hotter and more in need. When she turned her head towards the sound of his voice, feeling his breath kissing her lips an face. So close, so close that when she tried to move away their lips met, the shock of it stunned her as if lightening shot through her whole system. Having the feel she should pull away, turn her head to the side, only to have her body disobey her own wishes.
 
The grin was soft as she uncurled underneath him, rolling onto her back and presenting her body to him. When her lips met his, and then didn't turn away, he pressed his firmly onto hers. He brought his desire for her into the kiss, felt it build and intensify.

His fingers drifted to her side during the kiss, holding gently at the swell of her bust. Slowly his fingers drifted up, encircling a generous breast and kneading it gently. His other hand rubbed her thigh, pressing it between his fingers and his own leg. His hand ran up and down her leg, guiding it to wrap his own. He lowered himself slowly down towards her, pressing their bodiies together. He felt her body tremble underneath him, felt the fire in her touch.

He let the kiss roll around her lips, his own pulling at hers. He opened his mouth against hers, sucking in her lips and pulling at them. He trailed lingering kisses over her chin and down her throat.
 
The kiss was like nothing shes ever felt, shes heard that a kiss could have so many feelings and meaning behind it, but wasn't expecting it to be quite like that. It took her breath away leaving her speechless for moments in an attempt to collect her thoughts as he left to work his way down.

"I don't wish to explore..... the unknown... I'm.. not ready for... to.. I'm not eager... m-m-m-m-m-m... this isn't right.... I can't act like this..."

panting out heavily when his hand made contact to heaving, firm breast. Soft tender kisses of his lips made it past her neckline causing her to arch her back towards him helplessly. He was trying to guide her to do something, she tried to move with him only to remember that her ankle was still tied. Part of her was relieved that she couldn't wrap her leg around him, not allowing her to do as he bid her to do. Another part, the paart she was fighting and denying wanted to wrap her whole body around him. To feel his fingers back down to the aching between her legs, all she could do was whimper and claw lightly down his back with the freedom of her hands.
 
Her hands clawed at his back, but not in a way that suggested she was seeking release. It was the manner of someone in the opening grip of desire. As her legs began pulling at the restraints around her ankles, his hand once again smoothed it's way around the inside of her thigh. His fingers moved up along the soft skin, fininding the warm and moist lips of her sex.

Her body bucked again, and he took the oppurtunity to clamp his lips around one of her nipples. He lightly played his tongue over it, feeling her writhe and enjoying her response. His other hand continued its massage of her breast. He wanted to build her up quickly this time, play with a number of her nerves.

"It feels like you're more than ready for this," he said between the minisrtations of his lips and tongue on her breast. "It also seems like you're more than eager. And it doesn't matter if you think you can't, the point is I can."
 
Tossing her head side to side as her body betrayed her more and more with each of his movements. Still being very sensitive from when his fingers played with her moments ago, the second his fingers touch her sopping wet pussy, her hips went wild. Bucking and writhing underneath him, arching her back to the fullest as his tongue and mouth teased at nipples.

".... ohhhhhhhhhh goddessssssssss...."

heart was pounding at how she had no control over any of this. Her body acting purly on its own, helpless to his touch and advances. Feeling the thick hard buldge in his pants, pressing against her, she could guess what his intentions are for this round. All she could do was pray that he wouldn't. Tears were caressing her cheeks as her words tried to escape with failed attempts, only moaning and whimpering instead of actual words.

Whole body was jerking from her nipples down to where his fingers ran across her clit. Trembling hard with so much desire, lust and more need built up inside. Fear lingering in the back for when and if he would take her completly, knowing she had no way of stopping him.
Even if she did, her body at this point wouldn't listen to her. Like right now, she wanted to claw deep into his skin, slap, perhaps even scratch his face up and eyes out. Instead, her clawing were of need and pure lust up and down his back as she held onto him tightly.

"I-I---- want more..... but.... I'm scared..."

Closing her eyes and hoping to make all this go away, but all she could vision was a faceless man taking her. Taking everything from her and all that did was intensify what she was already feeling, intensified her lustful need, letting her body beg for him to continue...

"I beg of you............. pleassssssssse...."
 
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The best of it all was that she was not begging him to stop. Oh she might try to convince herself of that later, deny her lust. But deep down she would always know better. One day she would have to face up to the fact that she had, in fact, wanted this. That was all he had been waiting for really. Oh there was more to come, further to go, but right now it was time to enjoy his victory.

He lifted his lips from her trembling nipple, letting his tongue drift up over and play with her lips. His hand left her breast to wrap around her back to brace her neck and pull her body against his own. She shuddered slightly as his other hand left her sopping lips and sought the waist of his pants. He had been almost painfully stiff from the moment he had first touched her smooth skin, now the constraint was was gone as he slid his pants free. He let out a brief, contented sigh as he lowered his hips to hers and pressed his body against her. His fingers found her tender flesh again, eagerly probing and spreading her lips apart. He waited a moment, letting her body squirm and writhe with pleasure. He brought the length of his shaft against her sex, rolling it over her, covering himself in her juices.

Her breathing was coming in short gasps. Her fingers clawed longingly at his back and her back arched continuously. He was waiting for the right moment before pressing on. He pulled her lower lip into his mouth and held it lightly with his own, waiting as she twsited in pleasure beneath him. It was so close. He shifted his hips slightly and let his tip find her entrance. Still he waited, riding her motions to prevent from entering her too soon. His lips let go of hers and moved to her earlobe, hovered there.

"Well highness?"
 
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Never in all her life as she felt this good, he kept her moaning, writhing, aching for more with each passing second. The returned kiss from her eager lips was from pure need and desire. Her legs fought against the binds to close at times, or in wanted need to wrap tight around him. Either way they twisted and turned within the rope, there was not escaping it.

As his fingers left her, she whimpered within the kiss at the sudden loss. Not even wondering where they went or what he was doing, though, within moments they returned. Cried out as they finally pushed in, probing her with hunger. Bucking her hips up towards the fingers, wanting, needing to feel them deeper. Thats when she felt him. The hardness that he released from his pants, it was breath taking at how it felt rubbing against the slippery wetness. Hard against her clit and lips of her sensitive nerves. It felt so huge at this moment, part of her was scared but it was so distant at this point that she ignore it.

Was so hungry for more, that feeling was near again. The need of some sort of release, the release he gave her when she was hung from the ceiling. So hard to think at this very moment at the feel of him lingering at the tight entrance, feeling as her own body moved so eagerly, waiting to feel him inside.

"I wish to see you....... wish to see the man that is... pleasuring me... to see the man that is going.... to take me completly..."

panting out words, trying to force them out between the moans and great desire of her lust. Forcing them to sound like words instead of just whimpers of hungry lust.

"I wish for you... to ... to.. keep going..."
 
He pressed his head down nest to hers, letting the hot breath of her words play over his body.

"Your sight?" His own voice was a little tight now. "Maybe later. Right now all I need you to do is feel, not see."

His arm wrappped around her body, held her firmly and pressed her up to his body. Her breasts pushed against his chest, nipples pressing into his skin. His hand left her lips to wrap around her hip, holding her firmly and pressing her solidly to the floor. His hips flexed as he began to push their bodies together. His hardness sunk down between her lips, sliding down into her. She was deliciously tight wrapped around him, her muscles gripping at him and resisting. But she was so wet that he was able to continue to slowly slide into her.

The heat radiated off her body, and a thin sheen of sweat was glistening in the fire. He released a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. It came out as a tight sigh has he let his eyes wash over her body. She writhed beneath him, responding to the new sensations he was causing inside her. He could feel his own skin beginning to radiate heat as her passion started to muddle his own thoughts. It was almost tangible as his reason gave way for his desire for her. His fingers gripped at her skin as he let himself plunge fully into the depths of her flesh. All he wanted at the moment was to discover the pleasure she was providing him. He began to rock against her hips, withdrawing, then plunging back in.
 
Holding her breath for so long as he held onto her like he was her lover. In this one moment he was so gentle, almost like he was afraid she would break in his arms.

Shivering harder and harder as the hard cock ran slowly against new nerves. Stretching her tight cunt so much that she finally cried out from the sudden pain as he thrusted himself deeply. And soon began to move in and out of her, didn't know whether to scream in pain, or cry out for more. It was so overwhelming that she dug her nails deeper into his flesh unconciously.

"It.... it hurtsssss.... it... it ... ohhh gawd...."

gasped out as he started to move a bit faster. Fresh tears were streaking out of the blindfold as the sensations over took her thoughts and body. Consuming her like a wave against shores. Her cunt spasmed fast and hard around the intruding length and soon she arched her back the best she could as her juices came flooding around his cock.

Screamed inbetween panting breaths as the built up pleasure washed over her. Whole body was shuddering as he kept going and she seeked to find his lips, needing to feel his kiss again.
 
She shuddered wildly underneath him, arching up towards him. Her nails dug into his skin, trying to pull him even closer. She cried out in pain/pleasure as her whole body convulsed in waves. He felt her cunt suddenly grip at his length and it nearly sent him over the edge himself. Her juices flowed around his cock and he felt himself increase the speed of his thrusts.

His breath was ragged and gasping as he felt her lips reach up, searching over his chin. He let his lips fall against hers, pressing deep kisses as their hot breath mingled between gasps. He let out a short, shuddering moan and sought to push himself deeper inside her tight cunt. She was half screaming and half moaning through her kisses.

He felt his cock throbbing, seeking release as he continued to pump down into her. Her cunt gripped at him in waves as her juices flowed freely. He could feel his own climax building, growing nearer. His thrusting became more intense, more deliberate. Part of him wanted to keep this up for hours, but another part wanted to rush to the explosion that was coming.
 
Unable to control herself any longer, it was all to much as her orgasms ended then shortly began into one another. It seemed like it was going on forever as she started to feel herself slipping. Even with the blind fold on it was hard to tell if the blackness was from the material, her closed eyes. Or from the overwhelming passion that this man was tainting her with, making her body go beyond anything it has ever felt as she spasmed and writhed underneath him. Feeling as the numbness started to creep into her limbs as he continued to stimulate each and every nerve.

Screams and cries were muffled into heavy kisses, slipping into just deep moans of breathless weariness of the lost battle between her mind and body.
 
Her first orgasm gave way into a second, followed shortly by a third. She writhed beneath as he felt her spasming muscles clutch at him. Her screams gave way to moans as her untried stamina left her.

He felt her fingers still scratch over his back as he continued his fevered thrusting into her. Another orgasm racked through her body and he felt her tight cunt clamp down on his cock again. Her moans echoed in his ears, the sensation of her hot skin rubbing against his own, the sheen of her sweat-glistened skin. It was too much for his control. His hips spasmed between thrusts as his own climax shuddered through his body. Hot cum pulsed through his cock and exploded up into her hot cunt, her juices flowing down over him.

He empited himself into her, letting his orgasm slowly subside. He let his body rest down against her, his lips playing softly over her face.
 
It struck her suddenly that there was a new feeling pouring deeply into her, burning the tender flesh that has be violated. It soon became far to much for her to handle, the blackness became her thoughts covering her mind like a blanket. Her grip she held onto his back went slowly and numbly to her sides as she fell unconcious.

Deep down she was feeling everything, the shocking tingles if each movement. The after shock of her twitching muscles and spasming cunt, the feel of the mixed juices seeping down the crack of her firm cheeks making her shiver hard as it streamed over the rear hole. Breathing, was still shallow but not as furious as her mind slipped even further into the darkness.
 
He felt her arms go slack as her body slid away. He slowly withdrew his limp cock from her and sat back to look over her naked form. He slowly let loose the restraints from her ankles and picked her up off the floor. He lightly carried her over to the cot in the room and laid her out. He resecured her legs and arms to the four rings at each corner, giving her a little slack but not too much. Her chest rose and fell steadily, and he watched her for a minute before retrieving his clothes and dressing.

He'd order one of the maids to come here and clean her up, wash her, and re-oil her skin. Later he would return and they would pick up where they had left off. there was still some fun to be had here. More pleasures he wanted from her flesh. Almost as an afterthought, he removed the blindfold from around her eyes.
 
WAnting to wake up again but her mind just wouldn't allow it. Arms instantly wrapped him instinctivly as he picke her up, snuggled her face into his shoulder while he held her. Deep down she could feel everything, the slightest touch was electricfying against the touchy nerves.

Soon the comfort of the strong arms left her, moaning and whimpering to seek where they went, tried to struggle as she felt her arms being pulled up and again bound. The same with her ankles, yet her body wasn't listening in the weak state it was in it was nothing to move her around.

Slowly waking up more and more while feeling his eyes upon her in the next instant she felt as the blindfold came off. It had been on so long that even the firelight in the room stung her eyes. Blinking and trying hard to see who her tormentor was, but only caught a blurring glimpse of a male figure leaving the room.
 
He'd given orders for one of the maids to clean his prisoner and re-oil her skin. Give her food if she wished, and, if she needed it, a little bit of wine.

Later, early the next evening, he returned to her cell. She was still lying on the cot, her naked from glowing in the firelight. Her skin glistened and her hair was on fire. Her head was turned away from the door, and he couldn't tell if she was asleep or awake.

he strode quietly into the room, picked up a sturdy wooden chair and brought it over next to the cot. He set it down and slid into it, his eyes bathing her in his gaze.
 
Felt so dirty and tainted as he left her, allowing the one caretaker she had somewhat known to tend to her needs. Though, she squirmed for sometime not wanting to be touched ever again. After sometime she just went numb inside, all thoughts were locked way for the time being. Making a promise to herself to not speak to this man any longer, to no longer give in to his touches.

As time passed on she cried herself to sleep, feeling so sick inside that she food was the last thing on her mind. The maiden had left the tray in the cell none the less, just in case her Master could get the Princess to eat later.

The dreams were relentless, all she wanted to do was curl up in a ball and hide. The restraints prevented that, even in sleep she struggled against them unconciously. Moaned deeply when she suddenly felt someone watching her, in the dream it was only shadows and darkness. Yet, it was arousing her on the outside. The feel of being spread and so exposed, vulnerable and helpless was more than arousing.

The more he watched her sleep, he noticed the struggling became movements of need and deisre. Legs were opening and closing, hands were turning into fists as they strained to touch herself. Back was arching and twisting, head was shaking side to side as if trying to deny the feelings all over again. Deep moan and whimpers were escaping from her breathless lips. So deep in the dream that she couldn't wake up right away, in the dream she was begging and wanting more and more, unable to get enough.
 
He watched as her body went through various contortions, displaying a wide range of emotions and torn between desire and shame. He laid his hand on her nearest knee as her legs went through another bout of shuddering. His hand brushed along up the inside of her leg, coming up over her thigh and on to her hip.

She was so responsive. Even in her dreams her arousal was apparent, and already luring him in. He was tempted, sorely tempted. however, he had made a living on tempering his passionns and becoming a slave to his own desires. He could wait a little further still. The though of taking her again while she was still asleep was intriguing, and if she did not wake soon he would have to rethink that decision.

He noticed that the plate of food he had ordered brought lay untoched. There was also a bottle of wine unopened with a couple of goblets nearby. He stood up and poured himself some wine. Her breathing was deep if somewhat ragged, another product of her troubled dreams. The way her nipples stood stiffly in the air was a testament to the nature of her dreams as well. He continued to watch, fascinated, as she writhed on the cot. He sipped his wine and returned to his seat, letting his fingers drift up and down her torso again.
 
Spreaded her legs and raised her hips towards his touch, whimpering as the touch increased the fire within her. Suddenly it was gone, all she felt was eyes upon her once more. Cried out with frustration, in need and desire to be touched again. The shadows in her dreams were just watching her helpless form, listening to her moans.

Suddenly, lingering in the back of mind she felt that distant touch again. It was making her breath more shallow as it lingered in circles around her torso, making trails along her skin that caused her to shiver.

There was reality to this touch, something was naggin at her to wake up. Shortly after she opened her eyes, expecting to see only darkness, forgetting that he took the blindfold off. Slowly becoming aware of the state her body was in. The aching in her limbs from struggling, that deep, numbing pain from when took her. Yet, right now it was just as wet and craving to feel him inside again. Her body was reacting to his touch, arching and reaching for fingers beyond her control.

Turned her head towards him, tears of lust and confusion was burning deep in her eyes as she looked watched a man drink while caressing her. Tried to force her body to stop moving while closeing her eyes and turning her head back.
Couldn't stop moving, for as much as she tried and wanted to stop, the desire was beyond her control once more. Wanted to beg and tell him to stop, to let her go, again, she didn't want him to stop. Least of all, she didn't want to speak to him anymore.
 
Her body responded to his touch, her legs spreading invitingly for him, her back arching and her hips searching for his fingers. He let his eyes slip to the cleft between her legs, her lips already glistened with moisture. He removed his shirt and leaned closer, letting his fingers brush the smooth skin above her sex before playing over her wet lips. He gently rubbed and massaged them. Spread them and rubbed them in small circles. He let her reactions guides his movements, and when her hips began to buck and arch up towards him his fingers pentrated her folds to the warm within.

His other hand founs one of her heaving breasts and began to fondle it. He kneaded the soft flesh and let his fingers pull and pinch the firm nipple that capped it. He lowered his head to her other breasts and took that nipple into his moth, sucking at it and biting gently. He held it while his tongue played over it. He covered all the pale flesh in pulling kisses.

Her moans varied between sorrowful and lustful. He wondered if she was still denying her desire, her lust for him. All he had to do was trace a few light touches on her skin and she was gasping like a fish out of water. She would be quite a passionate lover someday. Eager and giving, once she surpassed some inhibitions. For now, her resistance had a certain charm to it. He conitnued his ministrations to her body, letting his own desire for her flesh begin to grow.
 
Kept her head turned, eyes held shut as she tried hard to not give in. For a while she cussing at herself for her bodies betrayal, it faded when her hips lifted and his fingers pushed inside. Causing her to cry out in shock and in pleasure as her hips lifted a little more allowing him in.
Shook her head side to side, frustrated at how she didn't have control. Confused by how such things could feel so good from somone that was taking his pleasures from her. From the very person that had takened her from her home, from her position in life. A person that she should be hating, wanted to hate but couldn't.
And it all felt good. Every kiss, touch, the tone of his soothing voice, warmth of his body next to hers.

Still, she tried to fight it. Bit her lower lip to hold back the escaping moans. Gripped tightly at the chains that held her hands in false hope that her body will stop moving. Trying even harder to fight back that one feeling, the one that made her crave for him. That need for release that he seemed to get pleasure from.
Arched her back, moaned out deeply just has his hot mouth touched the hard nipples. It was then she lost total control of her body. Receiving pleasurable sensations from every tender spot she had, nerves were racing through out her whole body.
Her tummy tightened up as she was growing closer to that edge, giving into his fingers that were moving within her.
 
His thumb sought out that hard nub at the apex of her lips, brushing it gently as his fingers still plunged inside her. Her juices coated his fingers as her folds clamped down on them. He moved to lean more fully over her, warpping his other arm behind her neck. His lips continued to play with her nipple, before moving over to the other on. He took turns paying attention to each of her generous breasts, covering each in kisses, brushing licks, and playful bites. Briefly he let his mouth travel down to her belly, playing with her navel slightly before returning to her chest.

Her moans were fevered and the chains at her wrists and ankles rattled as she writhed beneath him. His own desire was burning in his blood now. He felt a desperate need to free himself from his clothing, wishing he had the forethought to do so earlier. However he didn't want to pause now, he was too involved in driving this young creature through her own denied pleasure. He would definately get his later, and perhaps it was time to try and introduce her to some new things as well. Her body held some many promises for so many different forms of pleasure, all he had to do was get her to that place where she woulde seek them out. And in return seek to give him pleasure as well. Or at the very least, be forced into actively giving him pleasure. Either way was just as good for his needs.
 
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