Dominance

[marauder13]

Edward watched the subtle play of emotion across Angel's face as he spoke to her. He saw the flickers of fear, anticipation of unpleasant reactions before soft, tender pleasure, hopeful disbelief and loving relief are swamped by tearful joy. The tentative, light touch of her fingers on Edward's face brought light tingles to his skin, which almost made him close his eyes and miss the tears watering her cheeks.

Then came the radiant smile that Edward very much enjoyed seeing.

“Thank you my Master.”

Her arms encircled his neck, pulling them close. Edward felt the press of Angel's soft, supple body along the entire length of him, awakening desires in him for his slave.

"Roll onto your back, Angel." When she did, Edward climbed on top of her. As he did, he straddled one of her legs, his hot, hard erection firmly pressed against her thigh, as the leg between her legs was firmly pressed against the base of her torso. Once he was in position, he kissed her deeply. His tongue ran over her lips, followed by her teeth before delving deeper into her mouth. He sought her tongue, leading it in the lover's dance. To the music of their breathing, the creaking of the bed as their bodies shift against each other, their tongues continue their sinuous movements within Angel's mouth. His kiss claiming his slave once more, showing her that her Master loved His slave.

 

[Chgris]

Aria clenched her teeth but did not cry out as he smacked her ass. It felt warm from the after effect of the blood rushing to the place where she was sure Jonathon had left his handprint on her fair skin.

She whimpered in response but set her mind to the fact that she, as a good slave, would not cum without permission from her Master even though her body was throbbing with the aching need to release. "Mmmmaster....uh....it feels so good...I promise to be...mmmm....promise to be a good...ohfuck...promise to be a good slave for you." she managed to say between grunts and moans of pleasure as he continued his pistoning, grinding down into her.

"Then tell me what it is you want, Aria my slave," Johnathon demanded. Each word was accompanied by a spank, and a brush of a finger over her clit. "Tell you Master what his slave wishes, what her body needs."

He could feel his own need building, his control slipping as he concentrated on driving Aria's lust higher. He knew that as her Master, he could simply use her for his pleasure, take what he wished and leave her wet and wanting. He could in fact, deny her her release indefinitely. Do to her what she had done to Cat not so long ago when preparing her for their first encounter, and drive her to the heights of distraction before finally granting her an orgasm.

But when all was said and done, he did indeed love her, and always had. Being cruel to her cut him as deeply as the pain it caused her. And so he avoided it whenever possible.

Those thoughts served their purpose, letting him regain a modicum of control, and he redoubled his efforts to bring her to her peak, to make her beg for the release, knowing that surrendering that bit of control to him would only add that much more when he finally granted it to her.

 

[slippedhalo]

Aria's sigh came out in a huff of air when he again ground into her so hard she could feel his cockhead crash into her cervix. She winced and recovered quickly with a deep blush and a grin of pleasure at this game they played. "Master...." she breathed, "...This slave, your undeserving slave, desperately needs to climax but will not do so without your express permission."

 

[yeishia]

Edward watched the subtle play of emotion across Angel's face as he spoke to her. He saw the flickers of fear, anticipation of unpleasant reactions before soft, tender pleasure, hopeful disbelief and loving relief are swamped by tearful joy. The tentative, light touch of her fingers on Edward's face brought light tingles to his skin, which almost made him close his eyes and miss the tears watering her cheeks.

Then came the radiant smile that Edward very much enjoyed seeing.

“Thank you my Master.”

Her arms encircled his neck, pulling them close. Edward felt the press of Angel's soft, supple body along the entire length of him, awakening desires in him for his slave.

"Roll onto your back, Angel." When she did, Edward climbed on top of her. As he did, he straddled one of her legs, his hot, hard erection firmly pressed against her thigh, as the leg between her legs was firmly pressed against the base of her torso. Once he was in position, he kissed her deeply. His tongue ran over her lips, followed by her teeth before delving deeper into her mouth. He sought her tongue, leading it in the lover's dance. To the music of their breathing, the creaking of the bed as their bodies shift against each other, their tongues continue their sinuous movements within Angel's mouth. His kiss claiming his slave once more, showing her that her Master loved His slave.

"Roll onto your back, Angel."

Not thinking just reacting she eased onto her back and within milliseconds her Master’s hard and virile body was covering her pliant form: she could feel his heat along the length of her. She eyes became huge saucers as she felt the insistent press of his scalding manhood against her thigh, a demanding force not to be denied! Her instinctive tensing was stopped before it began by the feel of his searing tongue running over her sensitive lips and teeth before it delved into her mouth to find her own.

Angel began to feel a sagacious feeling of lassitude devouring her body atom by atom and she became his; as their tongues became one, in the lover's dance. The tempo for the dance had changed angel could feel the differing cadence of his kiss as she moved and merged with him a willing participant in their ‘Pas de deux,’ surprisingly a dance of love. Angel wrapped her long legs around her Masters body and used her loving fingers to twine them in his hair,sucked his gently invading tongue deeper into her mouth in her efforts to become one with him.

“My Master please….” she groaned into the recesses of his soul stealing mouth…..


The thought He loves his slave echoing throuh her pleasure drenched mind

 

[Chgris]

Aria's sigh came out in a huff of air when he again ground into her so hard she could feel his cockhead crash into her cervix. She winced and recovered quickly with a deep blush and a grin of pleasure at this game they played. "Master...." she breathed, "...This slave, your undeserving slave, desperately needs to climax but will not do so without your express permission."

Johnathon shook his head, chuckling silently to himself. Trust Aria to to come up with an overly flowery way of asking for what she wanted from him.

"So," he said, thrusting himself deep, and grinding against her hips. "My slave wishes to climax?" His fingers rubbed quicker circles around her hardened nub. "And won't do so without my express permission?" He pressed in with just the pad of his index finger, sliding it roughly over her sensitive flesh.

He spanked her ass hard as he began to thrust once again, driving himself toward his climax. "When you fell your Master come, Aria, then you may."

A final spank to her ass fell, then his hand slid along her side to cup her breast, pulling her up onto her knees. His fingers began circling her nipple to the same pace as he was circling her clit, and his breathing deepened as he felt himself moving closer to his climax. The hand on her breast slid to her hair, pulling her head to the side, and his lips sought hers as he felt the first spasm hit, and his seed flowing up his shaft to coat her walls. His tongue sought hers as he held her body to his, his climax rushing through him, so he was barely able to concentrate on his fingers still caressing her.

 

[slippedhalo]

His climax rocked her entire body in a wave eminating from her deepest core and as she felt the outpouring of his jizz splashing against her insides Aria herself finally boiled over and screamed her release as she poured forth her honey over his still thrusting cock and balls. Between the two of them this simultanious orgasm was loud and messy and very, very satisfying. Her heart raced in her chest as she stilled, nearly exhausted, catching her breath while Master slipped out and covered herbody with his.

 

[marauder13]

The manner that Angel entwined her body with Edward's made the plans he had for her. The way she kept drawing his tongue back to dance with hers delighted him, made him wanted to keep kissing her and enjoying the their joining at the mouth.

He slowly shifted himself until he was fully between her legs, pressing her body onto the bed as his breathing deepened through the kissing. His own hands combed her long tresses as he pressed his erect shaft into her firm flat belly.

“My Master please….”

He broke off the kiss, putting his lips on her cheek, kissing her and tasting her skin. His heavy breath carried his voice full of the passion he was feeling for her.

"What do you want, Angel? What is it my Slave wants?"

He kissed her again, closer to her ear, before he shifted to her neck. While he did so, he moved himself down, freeing his manhood in the process. He savoured her long, delicious neck, kissing, licking and nipping on both sides of her throat before kissing his way to just short of her lips.

His deep breaths washed over her slightly parted mouth as he stared deeply into her violet eyes.

"What should I do to my Angel? Or maybe do with her?"

 

[yeishia]

The angel peering out at him from the cage in which her heart had laid baron for so long was enchanted by his kiss yet the depth of his passion scared her. She really wanted to squeeze out from between the gilded bars; she had never wanted something more in all her short life. Never had a man made her feel so alive and yet so afraid. She had been violated, beaten, starved half to death and had survived; her inner most self hidden always…

Could she risk this, survive this… the relinquishing of her soul and heart to him, trusting that he would not break them; Angel had only these two things to truly call her own; would he nurture them like the most precious gifts they were?

She could feel the heat of his body warming her, the imprint of his lips on hers claiming her, his. She was drowning in the sheer raw masculinity that was his alone, the scent the smell of him inflaming every fiber of her fragile being..

The feeling seemed different somehow this time, could it be love something more than merely sex, this entwining of bodies and intermingling of souls; this need deep within her to leave her refuge and reach out to take his hand…his lead?

To follow this man into the unknown…….?

"What do you want, Angel? What is it my Slave wants?"

The child squeezed out from the prison that had been her small world and took a tentative step forwards…..

Strong, loving arms beckoning her onwards!

"What should I do to my Angel? Or maybe do with her?"

The woman clasped her arms around his neck and drew his lips once again just a hairs breath from her own, their heated breath becoming one…..

“Make love to me please, pretend that I really am the woman I can be…..The woman you really want…please show me how,” she gently whispered as she merged her lips with his....

The gates clanged shut behind her the sound had a finality to it; there was no turning back!

 

[marauder13]

His questions brought a slight pause from Angel, just long enough for Edward to notice. The tension that filled her body as well, but not the desired tension, an unwanted tension. But soon it passed, and her arms shifted to around Edward's neck, eyes loosing themselves in the other's almost hypnotic gaze. The air that filled the small gap between their faces grew ever warmer from the air expelled from their ever warming bodies.

“Make love to me please, pretend that I really am the woman I can be…..The woman you really want…please show me how.”

The soft words were silenced as she surrender her lips to his again. This time, Edward did not dominate her kiss, but guided it, firmly and gently into one that was more tender and loving than the raw passion of their previous kisses. The press of the lips while softer left a greater impression on them as the outer edges of their mouths slowly moved against the other, Edward showing Angel what it was like to be kissed by one who loved her. He let her try to return the kiss in kind only intervening when she fell into old habits.

His lips parted from hers, recreating the tiny gap that existed when she last spoke.

"Angel, for that to happen, you must trust me, listen, obey and learn. But above all, Angel, remember who you are talking to. Remember to be respectful of your Master. Anytime you speak to him, you must address him as 'Master' or 'Sir'. After the lesson, Angel, you will be disciplined for your lack of respect.

"But for now, we will focus on showing you what it is like to be loved, not just fucked. Now, roll over onto your belly, Angel."

Edward started to kiss his way down her body, the slow kisses, licks and occasional nip were bathed in his slow warm breath. "The act of loving, Angel, is not much different from enjoying the partner's body. Where it differs is that when you love," his lips arced a small trail down the middle of her back, "it is what you give to your partner that is important. At least, that is my opinion."

Edward paused to give Angel's buttocks a little more attention than the rest of her had been given. Along with the extra kisses, he gave her extra nips as well on her firm, toned derriere. He proceed to continue his slow advance down her legs, taking special care of her injured ankle.

Having kissed his way down her body, he then ran his fingers along her skin, starting where he finished his kisses. The pads of his fingers migrated up her calves, over the small valleys behind her knees before moving over the more picturesque terrain of her thighs. Beyond those, the gentle hills of her buttocks gave way to the soft, rolling plain of her back where his fingertips seeming ran free. They enjoyed every curve, every piece of the delightful area to roam and explore before finally uncovering from the tawny curtain a slender neck that was the ultimate merger of softness and firmness.

Edward slipped a hand over her shoulder, and slowly rolled her onto her back, gracing her lips with the softest brushing of his.

"Angel, how did that feel?"

 

[yeishia]

As Angel tentatively claimed his lips with hers she was beset with the wisdom of her actions but as she felt his response she was reassured. He took her hand and firmly guided her into paths unknown gently correcting her when she strayed. Angel simply could not describe the feeling for she had no frame of reference; perhaps cotton candy at the fair she had never attended as a child, a first taste of pure ice cream, a first chaste kiss as a young innocent girl? The kiss her Master gave her was one form the Prince Charming that she had never heard of , therefore never aspired to meet. All that she knew was that his lips on hers felt sublimely wonderful, completing her somehow!

His lips parted from hers, recreating the tiny gap that existed when she last spoke.

"Angel, for that to happen, you must trust me, listen, obey and learn. But above all, Angel, remember who you are talking to. Remember to be respectful of your Master. Anytime you speak to him, you must address him as 'Master' or 'Sir'. After the lesson, Angel, you will be disciplined for your lack of respect.

"Master." The word rolled off her smiling lips; for once she was not afraid of her impending punishment for her transgression. Discipline because he cared for her maybe even loved her, not punishment because he wished to hurt her. The difference was subtle but as the pieces fell into place, his Angel finally thought she understood or hoped that she did!

Her trusting eyes stared into the wonderful blue of his as he continued to instruct her.

He turned her over onto her belly and she offered no resistance.

She could feel his kisses, his sweet warm breath bathing her skin, raising her small soft hairs as they passed causing goose bumps across her skin to come out.. to cavort and play, unafraid and carefree in their fun. In another place Angel would have frozen by now waiting for the pain to come as it always did, preparing her mental escape; this time she trusted, allowing her Master to set the pace, believing that he would not fail her! "The act of loving, Angel, is not much different from enjoying the partner's body. Where it differs is that when you love," his lips arced a small trail down the middle of her back, "it is what you give to your partner that is important. At least, that is my opinion." His words sent shivers along her flesh to follow his words, words that she had longed for and had never ever expected to hear, except as a sadistic sneer or sham!

Her Master was Mastering her in a loving comforting manner, more assuredly making her his than he ever could have with his whip or with brute force. She was willingly submitting to the subtle dominance with which he was branding her his, absorbing her very essence into His. Angel was floating on a bed of pure sensation. This felt like she was loosing her virginity all over again but in the manner a loss of innocence should be have been taken! By someone who cared to share the journey with her and this making it the ultimate joining of twin souls, warm bodies and passion sublime!

Angel was brought to the present most gently as he carefully rolled her onto her back. Her body was bathed in a rosy sheen, an erotic glaze of perfection. Her breathing deep and languid her juices seeping from the very center of her core to lie like glistening crystals between her slightly parted thighs.

She felt his lips graze hers with a butterfly touch , teasing inflaming her senses, before he spoke, his words touching her soul with a passion she had never understood before….

"Angel, how did that feel?"

Her eyes gazing deeply into his were twin pools of the deepest Violet imaginable!

“I am in heaven my Master,” she softly replied!

 

[Chgris]

Slowly recovering his breath, Johnathon continued to hold Aria close. He nuzzled her neck gently, breathing in the scent of her skin, covered in a faint sheen of perspiration from their coupling mixed with the tang of the sea. "I've missed you, missed this," he whispered in her ear as his hands glided over her body from shoulders to thighs. "And I don't intend to let us go so long as to miss it again." His fingers slowly played over her sex, slipping inside to be coated by the mixtures of their pleasure. He brought the fingers to her mouth slipping them between her parted lips. "Taste us, Aria my slave. Taste our joy, and remember what we are to each other."

Reluctantly he released her and stood, gathering his clothing and dressing himself. Looking down at her, he again marveled at all the feelings she had manged to arouse in him over the past weeks. Everything from rage to despair, love to sadness, elation to hatred, and all caused by the little minx at his feet. He took a deep breath of the sea air, then released it all, letting it all flow out from him in that breath.

Holding his hand down to her, he smiled gently. "Get dressed, my Aria. It's time we joined the others again."

 

[slippedhalo]

Aria was dressed and ready to accompany Master Joanthon in no time at all. They made their way back to the main house to see whatthey'd missed.

 

[marauder13]

Edward looked down on Angel, seeing the differences in her almost immediately. Her fears that were holding her back were starting to fade, and her body was eased because of it. Her deep blue eyes, now took on a distinctly violet shade as she gazed back at him from the deep pool of bliss where she floated.

“I am in heaven my Master,” Angel replied softly, her voice heavy with her breath.

"The perfect place for an Angel to be." His hands started caressing her face, the fingertips tracing the smooth contours of the personification of her existence, before sliding gracefully along either side of her throat. His actions included going over her collar as though is was part of her body, moving over her shoulders, down the outside of her arms, before the flats of his nails skated along the softer skin inside her arms.

His hands in total mapped the flanks of her chest, before exploring the gentle plain that led up the slopes to the magnificent pinnacles of her breasts. His touch admired, adored and respected the most obvious sign of femininity that graced her body. His fingers caressed the darker skin of the nipples and surrounds, eliciting strong reactions from the flesh with the softest of touches.

His touch was firmer, but no less affectionate as his hands swept her belly and the outside of her hips. His palms left her skin as his fingers slalomed down her thighs, around her kneecaps and seemingly raced along the outside of her calves before stopping just before her ankles. The fingers once more commenced their slow, torturous ascent on the insides of her legs, the fingertips pausing before they reached the end of the legs, and before they disturbed anything else.

Edward slowly started to caress Angel's legs with his lips, delicately kissing, tasting her subtle blend of her skin and sweat on his tongue as he alternated between the limbs, both inside and out. Angel's legs slowly widened to allow Edward the space to reach where he desired to kiss, though he avoided those places bathed in her arousal.

His lips touched and slid across her hips and belly, her skin warmed by both his touch and his breath. The sighs between the kisses spoke clearly of the thoughts and feelings going through his mind. How Angel was finally submitting herself to him, and doing so honestly to herself as well as to him. How beautiful this born and bred 'slave' truly was now she was embracing herself, and thinking of herself rather than thinking purely of another. Only then, to Edward's mind, could she truly submit, and truly gain from what he had to offer her.

His lips and tongue gently paid homage to Angel's breasts, kissing, licking, nipping them softly as he worked slowly toward the nipples. Again, the softer touches and pressures were used, showing her the respect that a woman such as she deserved when being loved. He knew that they would be able to make true love to each other in a manner more passionate that this, but for Angel, she had never experienced the affections of a man before. She needed to know that full submission brought gentle rewards too.

He paused after her breasts, taking up her right hand and softly kissing her palm, the back of her hand, then slowly kissing his way the length of her arm until he reached her shoulder. Her left hand and arm were similarly graced with his oral caresses before her chest, neck face and finally her lips were all kissed in the same gentle manner.

"Angel, I enjoyed all of that very much. Now it is time to see if you have learned anything so far. It is time for you to show your Master how much you love him, just using your hands and mouth. Remember, the act of love is to give. The more you give, the better it is for you.

"Go ahead, my Angel, show your Master what you have learned."

 

[yeishia]

"Go ahead, my Angel, show your Master what you have learned."

Angel heard her Master’s voice through a kaleidoscope of sublime sensations; she was melting, drowning in the beauty of it all!

What had she learned?

That she the person wanted him inside of her!

That she wanted to be fully joined with him!

That she loved his hands on her flesh!

That she truly wanted to please him, this man…..her beloved Master!

That when his hands and lips had left her flesh…. she had become a bonded part of him and that she was no longer alone!

That she was an I… joined to another!

That she would be His for eternity if he so wished it!

She would die for his pleasure and it would be her own……

That she was a woman that she was a slave and on His bed in this moment had been released!

That she would trust this man to guide her forward…..

How to tell him?


"Remember, the act of love is to give. The more you give, the better it is for you."

Smiling Angel raised a hand to caress his cheek slowly and gently guiding her Master to lie in her place in the bed. Her eyes softly stared into his as she smoothed back his hair. Lying on her side beside him she let her gaze take every blessed inch of his masculine form as her eyes traveled from his head to his toes and back to rest on his lips; she seemed to be breathing in his very essence.

Taking a deep and steadying breath she leaned down and spoke softly into his ear.

" Master once upon a time there was a very young and trusting girl she had a Nana who loved her; when she was thirteen her Nana held her in her arms the night before she was to be sent away and told her a story. A story of the beautiful girl who was destined to find a perfect mate the one she would serve for all time. If that girl put her heart and soul into her training this man would cherish protect and love her forever! The girl took her Nana’s words to heart and though she was sad to leave she worked diligently to become the best slave she could, so that when she was given to this man she would be fully ready. She believed her Nana spoke the truth!

The day this slave was given to her first Master she was full of excitement and happiness, this however would be the day she was forced into womanhood, leaving all of her childish illusions behind her.

Barely looking her he had dragged her into his bedroom stripping her naked and tying her to a whipping post; at around the thirtieth lash of the whip she had fled, at her fist brutal violation the young girl had died; never again did she dare to hope or dream!”

Angel trailed her lips across his rugged cheek bone and stopped above his lips gazing into his eyes trying to make him understand, trusting him fully.

“Master I was that young girl; I have been trying so hard to reach you!”

Angel held on to her Master nuzzling into his neck pressing her body into his as if seeking warmth sobbing quietly all the while as if her heart would break; it was if a dam had broken…

When she raised her eyes again, unshed tears were shining like twinkling diamonds on her eyelashes…

“My Master!" as she breathed out the words they landed like an intimate caress across his heart. "I have been reborn, I am free at last!” she smiled trailing small heartfelt kisses across the broad expanse of his chest......

"I am finally free to love you; and to dream that you are the one my Nana spoke of so long ago........."

 

[marauder13]

Edward listened to Angel's story, guessing it was about her before she revealed it. The soft showing of affection from her as she bared her soul to him he found to be very pleasing.

“Master I was that young girl; I have been trying so hard to reach you!”

"Angel, His hands have been extended, waiting for you to take them since the moment you arrived. All you needed to do was reach out."

Her body was pressed against his, drawing a warmth from deep within him, his own affections for the young woman starting to grow stronger.

“My Master! I have been reborn, I am free at last!”

Edward softly moaned at the soft kisses Angel left on his chest. Short, delicate brushes of her lips that sent ripples of heat spreading out from each point of contact. The feel of her lips on his skin was different, whether it was from the way she actually kissed him, or from how he perceived it, it was not clear to him, but then he was not concerned as to the actual cause at that time.

"I am finally free to love you; and to dream that you are the one my Nana spoke of so long ago........."

"Angel, I can feel the difference already with the touch of your lips upon my body." He lifted his hand to gently cup her chin, and guided her to look at him. His expression was peaceful as he gazed down on her lovely face. "Your words have touched your Master's heart, but it is time to show through actions, Angel, what you have learned of loving and being loved."

 

[yeishia]

As her Master responded to her words and held her chin, his tone still held the undertones of power which held her captive as surely as her birthright did but his face had changed, it had softened somehow as if his cares had been magically eased away.

"Your words have touched your Master's heart, but it is time to show through actions, Angel, what you have learned of loving and being loved”

Her sensuous lips curled at the edges into a soft smile as she moved toward him. She pressed herself against his chest, close enough they could almost be one, she could feel the steady beating of his heart, as hers sought to become one with the rhythm of his! Her fingers gently stroking his cheek, looking deeply into her Masters eyes, as he spoke his thoughts, her touch was whisper soft, awakening his nerve endings causing them to dance beneath her finger tips.

When he finished speaking she softly spoke into to his ear, her hot breath caressing his skin, "I have a gift for my Master before I continue, may I?" At his nod she bade him close his eyes and was gone but a moment, before she returned kneeling by his side on the soft bed.

“My Master,” she said softly pressing a small object into his hand and curling his palm around it; covering it with her own small one. He opened his eyes and she stayed his motion to look and spoke again devouring him with her gaze! “I belong to you my Master, I am Yours and all that I am is Yours. I have but one possession which I have guarded faithfully until this day.” She unfurled his hand, and there nestled in it folds was the most exquisite necklace.

As he held it to the light, It proved to be an intricately woven necklace of the purest gold and from it was suspended the letter 'A'.The letter was an absolute work of art a delight to behold. It obviously had been hand crafted with love and exquisite attention to detail. Clinging to the end of a downward stroke of the 'A' was a precious stone, as he glanced from it to Angel he could see that it matched her eyes to perfection; as it twirled from the end of the chain and the light reflected from its multifaceted surface, it mirrored her eyes and the many moods he had seen reflected in their depths thus far since they had met.

Her Master started to speak and she placed her finger lightly across his lips replacing it with a loving kiss a mere taste of what was to come.

“Master this was around my neck when I was born and given over to be trained and on the night I left to Cedric my Nana risked all to give it to me. ......It along with my heart I entrust to you for always..... I give you all that I am and all that I possess.”

Once again she folded his hand around the gift and kissed his knuckles one by one, before turning her attentions to his mouth. Her kiss seared his lips like a brand and as she pressed hers to his she felt the blood rush into her veins she felt dizzy with her need for him. She gently nipped and teased his lips her breath merging with the hotness of his own, dipping her tongue gently between his lips, delving briefly into his hidden depths and then withdrawing, she asked his permission to deepen their kiss.....

“May I?” she asked him her voice husky with unfulfilled desire, her fascinating azure eyes, twin pools of pure temptation and delight!

 

[marauder13]

The gentle curve of the smile on her lips had an amazing effect on Angel's face. The feelings that generated that smile were also felt in the way Angel draped herself over Edward, molding herself to him in an arousing manner.

Her gentle caress of his face with the tips of her fingers washed away tension from his entire head, drawing forth a sigh on pure content. He opened his eyes, looking deeply into Angel's eyes as if he was peering into her soul.

"I have a gift for my Master before I continue, may I?"

He smiled in a way similar to Angel's before nodding his accent. With the softest of touches, she closed his eyes and moved away. He heard and felt her return as she settled beside him on the bed.

“My Master.” Something was dropped into his hand, and Angel closed it up as Edward's eyes opened. Her look caught his attention, diverting it away from the onject in his hand.

“I belong to you my Master, I am Yours and all that I am is Yours. I have but one possession which I have guarded faithfully until this day.”

His gaze turned to the necklace in his hand, admiring the jewelry that was as stunning as the one who handed it to him. He turned back to Angel, but she placed a finger on Edward's lips, followed by a gentle, tender kiss. His rebuke that formed in his mind was put on hold as her kiss made up for her transgression.

“Master this was around my neck when I was born and given over to be trained and on the night I left to Cedric my Nana risked all to give it to me. ......It along with my heart I entrust to you for always..... I give you all that I am and all that I possess.”

The string of kisses on Edward's hand was eclipsed by the kiss she gave him. He felt the outpouring off affection through the connection of their lips. The joining caused heat to explode throughout his body as the kissed evolved to include the most delightful teasing he had ever had. Even the violation of his mouth by her gently probing tongue added to the overall effect. Edward contentedly joined Angel in the kiss, rewarding her show of affection. He allowed her to cease the kiss, enjoying how she was starting to understand what he wanted from her.

“May I?”

Her look was one of complete desire, a desire for something she had received the smallest taste of earlier.

"Of course, Angel. You have your command, and you had best start acting on it before I discipline you here and now. I don't want to do that, as it will spoil the lesson you are receiving."

 

[yeishia]

Angel returned her lips to his gently tracing them with the end of her tongue before slipping it into his mouth seeking to explore all that her Master had to offer. She entwined his tongue with hers feeling the sparks that moved from his to hers dancing on both surfaces before merging to become a continuous expression of their shared desire. As the kiss deepened she climbed on top of him her legs astride him, her mons barely grazing his slumbering and swollen member and just the tips of her firm breasts resting lightly on his chest; as she held most of her small weight on her bent elbows resting on either side of his handsome face.

As she sucked him deep within her simulating the carnal act of lovemaking, she felt the shock waves generated by their shared passion trembling throughout her small frame clear down to her dainty toes. Instinctively her whole body began to move creating an erotic dance of passion to an inner music only she could hear, a combination of their breathing and the delighted nerve endings taking on a life of their own across her sensitive skin. The humming became music and the music of her passion spurred her onwards, she was no longer slave she was the woman who loved him!

As angel began to move, the sensitive tips of her areola became diamond hard as they traced a sensual pattern in tiny circles on his chest, awakening his own nipples in response; each creating a pas de deux in this erotic dance of love. Her hips skimmed the surface of his a casual tease as they started to awaken the beast which lay in slumber beneath them, inadvertently coating it with the drops of precious golden dew, as they fell from the very depths of her womanhood bathing him in the glorious scent of pure arousal!

Angel dragged her lips away from his as she sought to kiss every inch of her Masters’ sinewy form. His chin, his neck, the sensitive skin beneath his ears, all were claimed by her hot and greedy tongue as it progressed down wards across his sensitive skin. Where her tongue branded him her lips followed and her tiny teeth claimed the spot as hers! The planes and hills of his smooth muscular chest became her playground her dainty hands joining in the play as the messaged and smoothed the skin in preparation for the licks and kissed that were sure to follow in their wake.

By the time she had reached his waist the beast was fully awake and clamoring for her attention. With a playful kisses along its length she continued her loving ministrations to include each muscular leg. The passage of her tongue and fingers leaving goose bumps in their wake, from which sprang delicate golden hairs; each one shimmering as jolts of electricity jumped form one to another intent becoming part of the passionate dance his slave was lost in……..

Sucking slowly on the last of his toes she raised her smoldering eyes to his, as she moved towards her price standing proud and strong between his legs. Like a serpent she undulated upwards to kneel between his strong legs, pausing she stretched arching her back as she gathered her long hair in a pony tail to twist it out of the way in a knot at the nape of her lovely neck. Looking down on her prize she used her tongue to wet her swollen ruby lips, before she descended to place them around his swollen head!

Hmmm nothing could compare to the feel of such velvet smoothness barely hiding the raw strength living and breathing beneath her hips. Angel paused to savor the taste and musky scent that was uniquely his, and in response she could feel rivulets of her own passion running from between her thighs. Her longing for her Master was so great that she wanted to straddle him and ride him to the stratosphere; instead she ran her tongue in homage around the circumference of his sensitive cock head before scooping up a tiny pearl of precum sitting boldly on its very tip. Slowly she took him into her mouth as she caressed his testicles, one in each loving hand. There was nothing more perfect than this she thought as she took him in completely until her nose was resting on his pubic bone; except perhaps for the gift of his seed sliding down her willing throat.

This night his angel took her time to love and caress her Master holding nothing back, each caress was a small act of love .She slowly stoked his fires and brought him carefully to the brink not once but many times before finally his cock pulsing in her hand she looked lovingly into his eyes, her own glistening with unspent passion, “Your will be done my Master? she whispered as she gently asked him for direction....

 

[marauder13]

Edward had always been pleased with Angel's abilities to please him. Her efforts had reached new levels, level that Edward fully approved of. He could find little fault in how she kissed before that night, but she found new ways of enticing a bliss from him. He wasn't sure if the addition of her body astride his was a factor or not, but that additional contact made the kiss a remarkably better experience. He timed his breathing to work with the flow of their kiss as he felt's Angel's body shudder and move above him. Where her body touched his sent shivers through his skin, making his body ache more for the touch of the woman who had given herself over to him completely. Even the drops of her fragrant arousal dropping on his manhood enlivened his skin, soothing and heating it simultaneously.

When Angel's lips were turned to the rest of his body, Edward slowly writhed with each touch of her warm, soft lips. The addition of her teeth and hands blended together to form a mix of sensations that were wholly more intense than the sum of them. His voice filled the room with soft sounds of his enjoyment of the loving attentions of Angel. He looked from time to time to see her as she showed her love for him, before his mind lost control over his body.

Then she brought her sweet lips to the tip of his shaft. His release of breath confirmed his delight at what she was doing, and soon he was lost in a sea of carnal delight as Angel used her mouth to please him. The slow, gentle technique she used was doing more for him then than any of the times previous. He let his voice free to let her know of the heights she was taking him, and how much he sought for her to continue with her oral guidance.

"Your will be done my Master?"

The manner she asked sounded different. Edward didn't hear the normal hesitation in her voice, nor the uncertainty. His half closed eyes gazed down on her, the smile slowly forming as he beckoned her up to him. Edward ensured that Angel was straddling him as she got closer. He lifted his lips, to take hers, tasting her as he sealed the kiss, leading her through the oral exchange of affection.

While they savoured each other's mouths, Edward's hands glided down her flanks until they reached the delightful curves of her hips. He firmly guided her body down closer to his, allowing him to align with her, and easily slip into her. Edward sighed through the kiss as he slowly expanded Angel around him as he filled her. As he slid deeper into her, her flat abdomen coming into greater contact with his own.

His own hands, no longer needed to guide Angel, splayed up her back before curving under her arms to cup her face. His hands combed her hair enough to keep it out of their faces.

"Angel, time to love your Master." He started to rock his hips, moving himself with short thrusts that touched her deep within. He added a small hip roll to the action, to rub different parts of her as he started to move within her.

He dropped his hands from Angel's face, to her shoulders, lifting her until her arms were straight, and her body at an angle to his. His thrusts were a little longer, but not any faster. His hands descended to her breasts, cupping them firmly, allowing his thumb and forefinger to touch and tease her nipples. Edward watched as Angel's body moved to the rhythm he had set.

 

[Chgris]

Arriving back at the main house, Johnathon headed for the library, ordering a light lunch for himself and Aria. Taking down a novel from a shelf, he sat in the comfortable chair near the patio doors, looking out over the grounds.

"I wonder what the girls have been up to in my absence," he thought, as he waited for lunch to arrive.

 

[yeishia]

Edward beckoned her forwards and mesmerized by the passion in his eyes she moved to do his bidding, her body felt languorous as she endeavored to make her molten limbs obey her brain, his brain. Her hair fell from its knot in to tumble in a living curtain around the lithesome form as she crawled into his arms to be branded by his fiery kiss, a kiss that proclaimed her his in a way no words could have done. Angel was lost in its sheer passion as she savored the touch and taste of his mouth on hers.

She barely noticed the shift in the position of his hands until she felt them firmly take her hips and guide them to the tip of his blazing arousal, to lower her onto his demon tool. As he took possession of her body he took possession of her willing soul. His tongue filling her mouth and his manhood expanding the tightness of her tunnel were sending ripples of pure enjoyment skittering alone her spine until she was belly to belly atop of her Master, her hair covering them like a soft sensuous blanket. Angel could feel the thudding of her heart merging with the lub dub rhythm of His. She was no longer a separate entity she was becoming one with him in every sense of the word, one heartbeat, one soul, and one body.

His hands on either side of her face stroking back her long main of hair were rhythmic too as he took possession of what was left of her passion drugged mind "Angel, time to love your Master." his words penetrated her mind as if through a long tunnel as he started to move within her. Her inner walls instinctively clung on to the hardness of him needing no cue from Angel; she reveled in the feel of him deep within her claiming what was his, alone driving her to the brink of insanity with his first few wickedly aimed thrusts.

Since he had beckoned her to him he had dominated the action showing her exactly what she required of her. She followed his lead into a polished duet of love making, her timing exactly in sync with that of her Master, she really felt as if they were merging, becoming one. As he lifted and positioned her so that her arms were straight, he continued with his delicious torment keeping his rhythm strong and slow, but going deeper with each trust of his hips. Angel was meeting him thrust for thrust without any conscious effort on her part adding a subtle rotation of her own hips atop of his.

As both of his hands took possession of her fevered breasts she closed her eyes and tilted back her head in pure unadulterated ecstasy, moaning as he teased her sensitive nipples!

Angel changed her arms to either side of his legs and slightly behind her for balance, and as his rhythm changed so did hers. Her body arched into his hands. Her silken skin was covered with a golden sheen, small rivulets of perspiration slowly finding their way along the natural crevices of her skin to merge with the combined juices of their shared passion which was gradually building in the places where they were joined as one.

As his shaft trust into her, it slightly raised the concave surface of her belly sending small undulations throughout her torso which in turn scattered the rivulets to send them shooting in a sort of crazed orbit across her body and his own, hot droplets branding where they fell

Angel felt tongues of flame lapping at her innermost core as they expanded and filled her belly with lithe pure sensation, expanding and filling her as her Master was filling her.

The soft mews emitting from her throat we gaining in crescendo and as the force of her passion became almost unbearable they changed to a kind of primal keening, one running into another. Angel knew that she was almost about to release and would cum hard, it was the greatest difficulty that she raised her head to lock her gaze to that of her Master as if seeking an anchor; his help to stop her headlong race towards the abyss of hedonistic pleasure and release both of their bodies were seeking this night!

“Master… help me.. I need to… cum …, cum with… you pleeeease,” she begged him, her voice filled with raw sweet agony and smoldering red hot passion!

 

[marauder13]

The slow, steady rocking of Angel's body atop of his almost mesmerized Edward. She was delightful to watch as she loved him with her body and soul, rather than just fucking him, or being fucked by him as had happened previously. The way her body curved with each thrust they shared, the way her bust changed with each deep breath and the look in her eyes whenever they opened to look down on him.

Where her body enclosed his gifted him with such tactile sensations that he had rarely experienced before. His entire body was being flooded with a mix of joy, bliss, lust and love that carried him to a place he longed to be. One where all of his cares, worries and unpleasant memories were washed away, cleansing his mind, body and soul.

Their coupling was smooth. An almost seamless act of long time lovers. Their bodies knowing what the other was doing, what the other was needing. Everything about them blended into a unifying example of lovemaking. Voices formed a single celestial sound along with the noises made by the bodies in motion. The mix of sweat and arousal formed a perfume unrivaled by the most successful cosmetics company. No other sight delighted his eyes than that of Angel in the throws of her passion for her Master.

Their pace increased with the demands laid upon them by their passions. With the sharper movements of her body, Angel caused a warm shower to rain down on him. Each droplet struck his sensitive skin like a flaming boulder. But once the impact was over, the flaming heat turned into a soothing warmth that carried a small essence of Angel to him, adding another tether to the bond that was forming between them. Around them the sounds grew louder as bodies moved faster and harder. Voices started to rise in conjunction with the bodies. Desires started to overwhelm the will. The deep, primal call was starting to be answered.

While Angel had demonstrated the ability to manipulate her muscles in the most pleasant and arousing of ways, he felt the instinctual tightening of her muscles around his shaft. He used up what little concentration he had available to smile at the prospect that Angel was closing on her release. She looked down at him, her eyes desperately trying to focus on his. He had seen that look many times before on other faces. The focus to help ground them, to hold back the momentum built up by their bodies. The momentum that he helped to build within them.

“Master… help me.. I need to… cum …, cum with… you pleeeease,”

"Angel, cum with your Master," he spoke through gritted teeth.

He let go of his control and rode the beast within that was straining to be released. His hands dropped to Angel's hips, the firm grip guiding them onto the faster thrusting that started. Edward's breathing deepened, his body started to tense in readiness for the finale of their time together. His eyes widened as his climax struck like a hammer blow. For a brief moment, he thought his body was going to fracture and fall to pieces under the forces erupting within him. Thrusting as deeply as he could, he released his seed within her, groaning loudly in pleasure and pain as he did.

His arms unlocked from their tight hold of Angel, fumbling to find her face. Once he found it, he dragged her down to lavish her with numerous raw kisses as his body finished spasming within her. When he broke off the kisses, he let Angel move back enough to allow them to clearly see each other.

"And that, Angel, is what it is like to love someone," he paused for a few deep breaths, "rather than just fucking them."

 

[yeishia]

"Angel, cum with your Master,"

Angel was swept along with her Master passion feeling like some primeval mermaid riding the peak of a colossal wave, as unresisting she rode its crest to be plunged into its depths, only to be reborn again on the other side.

His kiss, his raw hard bites, his seed scalding her very soul; alien sensations that she devoured whole as if she might never feel their like again.

Even in the midst of such pleasure a corner of angel’s mind still thought this a dream; that she would awaken alone in her cell, while listening to the cries of another sharing her Master’s bed…..

"And that, Angel, it what it is like to love someone, rather than just fucking them."

She opened her eyes and peered into her Master’s soul... hers vulnerable and trusting!

Needing......

Hoping ........

Daring to believe again!

 

[marauder13]

He looked up into Angel's face, her skin flushed with the afterglow of their union. It disappointed him slightly to see the lingering need of reassurance lurking within her, but he knew that he had just started her down a completely new path into places she never knew existed, let alone thought of traveling.

He brought her back down for a soft kiss. He let her lips cushion on his, letting just those parts of themselves share the affection they felt for each other. He wanted to enjoy feeling that delicate softness of her blood rich lips on his. As he kissed her, he was tempted to let his tongue join in, but remained controlled.

He slowly eased himself from within her. Once freed of him, he rolled them both onto their side. He let his hand roam across her sweat sheen covered body, feeling the beat of her heart calming down from the delights they had just shared.

"That, Angel, was a pure act of making love. Even those times when I am being your Master completely, and fully, I am still loving you, Angel. Remember that. Even in the strictest of dominance and discipline, your Master loves you."

Edward kept Angel lying at his side, wrapped in his arms. He stroked her hair, ran his hands over her and kissed her. Gentle, calming soothing actions that were not sexual at all.

"Angel, there is the matter of discipline to be addressed. Earlier, you didn't refer to Me in the proper manner. At all times, Angel, you are to address me as 'Master' or 'Sir'. Any failure to do that will not be tolerated." Edward moved to the side of the bed, sitting himself up. "Angel, you will place yourself across my lap, and prepare to receive the discipline that you require."

 

[yeishia]

"That, Angel, was a pure act of making love. Even those times when I am being your Master completely, and fully, I still love you, Angel. Remember that. Even in the strictest of dominance and discipline, your Master loves you."

Angel gazed into the eyes of her Master and simply nodded as she endeavored to bring her breathing back to normal

"Earlier; you didn't refer to Me in the proper manner!"

She hadn’t, she didn’t? Angel had no clue, so much had taken place in this bed, and she was exhausted mentally…… again she could only nod!

"Angel, you will place yourself across my lap, and prepare to receive the discipline that you require."

Lowering her eyes she moved to comply repeating his words to herself. "Even in the strictest of dominance and discipline, your Master loves you."

He loves me, He loves me........

Angel waited trembling for His hand to fall, normally she would be dripping with anticipation but in that moment all that was going through her head was the image of a young girl as she sat pulling petals off a huge yellow daisy, chanting in a sing song voice; He loves me he loves me not, her loves me he loves me not, he loves me……..

Smiling she finally relaxed into his knees waiting……….