From Beast to Prince

[Proximus]

She did it! He blinked his eyes three times, almost in disbelief, and the world seemed to spin in slow motion for him. Silently… proudly… and with remarkable grace, his beautiful slave moved to the sofa and offered herself to him. He finished his pint of ale and inhaled deeply in his attempts to suppress his exuberance. Taking his time, he stood and threw another log on the fire. Smiling to himself, he wanted her to sweat, both figuratively and physically.

Then, he turned, his smile now hidden behind a serious face. The gift she was offering was not something to be taken lightly. He realized that they barely knew one another except for a few brief interactions throughout the day. However, as he noted in the kitchen, she was in heat and would do anything for relief. So, he calmly picked up his cane and walked towards her.

In her words a scant few seconds ago, he noted that she once again referred to herself as belonging to Maximus. This was at least the third time today she had made that mistake, and this would be his opportunity to correct her. Not that it was an offense worthy of a beating, but this would be no ordinary beating. This would not be cruel or abusive. This would not be done with malice. No, she craved this type of attention, and he was intent on fulfilling her desires.

He could see the subtle hints of her nervousness as he approached. Still in no hurry, he moved in behind her. Gathering the flimsy material of her shirt in his hands, he pushed the material up over her shoulders, exposing the wonderful arch of her spine. In doing so, he allowed his hands to graze gently over her rib cage, feeling her body quivering with anticipation. Keeping his hands on her, they followed the curve of her back down to the dimples above her pelvis, and then to the supple flesh of her amazing ass. He knelt behind her to examine her sex. Just as he had expected, her secretions were copious and were now beginning to drip down the insides of her thighs.

Standing, he spoke to her. “Keri, my dear, words cannot express how honored I am that you would offer me this gift. Be confident that I will take good care of you.” As he finished his last sentence, he stepped to the side and laid the shaft of the cane across her bottom. Even in the firelight, he could clearly see that her entire body was flushed. Slowly he began with a light tapping of the cane, until he found just the right spot. And then with a seemingly effortless flick of his wrist… TWACK! It was the first real strike he had landed with the cane in what seemed like forever, and the sound of it hitting her flesh caused an instant erection. Without any hesitation, he continued the same cadence, tap… tap… tap… THWACK! Each time, he moved just more than the width of the cane lower, leaving several red stripes on her cheeks.

These were not forceful or hateful strikes, just enough to leave a good sting and maybe a small welt that would disappear in an hour or so. He knew full well that he would have to build her up to harder strikes, testing her tolerance along the way. Still, after he counted eleven good swats, he paused. For him, eleven was a good number. Ten was too commonplace, and twelve was an even dozen. No, eleven was just right in his mind, something about the non-conformity of it all.

Stepping to the side, he inserted the middle two fingers of his left hand into her gushing pussy. He pumped them in and out several times while he spoke to her. “You’ll have to forgive me, my dear, but it has been several years and I am a bit out of practice. So, this may take 3 or 4 hours before I gain my bearings.” Removing his fingers, he sucked them clean with a loud slurping noise. “MMMM…. With nectar this sweet, I shall never want for dessert again.” Quickly, his fingers returned to her sex, working them roughly in and out several times until they were coated once again.

This time, however, he moved around to look upon her face. Smiling, he pushed his slippery fingers into her full lips as he stared deeply into her starving eyes. “Taste yourself, my dear, taste what I have done to you.” With his fingers still in her mouth, his work with the cane started anew. Only now, the blows were landing on her lower back. As he reveled in her reactions, both audible and physical, his mind was ablaze with just one thought… this would be a very long, enjoyable night!

 

[La_Reina]

Keri was so desperate. She knew she needed release, but was she doing the right thing? Wasn't she essentially giving herself over to a new Master. Than again she knew that if Master Jackson wanted her body she was to give it to him. So no, she wasn't being fickle or wrong in being with a new man though this was fairly quick. She knew of the man for what ... 5 or 6 hours and she had willingly presented herself to him. Than again Master Maximus had put her in this predicament. He hadn't come to her in ages and sent her here to a man who was just as Domineering as he was. He must have known his cousin would play on her sensibilities and ... Keri paused. She knew she had a year, but if it so happened that Master Jackson was ready before hand she was to bring him. It was explained to the letter she had been given to read on the ride up here. Did ... her Master manipulate her to put her in this situation? Why? How did he think her being submissive to this man would do anything to make him come to the city faster?

Keri heard him put a log on the fire and the crack of the log burning made her jump and remember the man with the cane at her backside. Was it too late to stand up and beg forgiveness? Did she really want too? He was right behind her now lifting her shirt and she felt it slide softly along her skin. She felt goosebumps and shivered slightly. His hands trailed over her body and she shivered again at the touch. He was in control, so sure of himself, so confident, so domineering, so making her drip with anticipation.

His voice shook her and she found she was relieved to hear him acknowledge what she was doing and that he wouldn't hurt her. Which made her smile. He was a good dom thus far. Only he could prove to her in action if he would hurt her or not; and ont in the good hurt like she was currently craving. She stiffened feeling the cane against her back side. She knew the blow was coming she could feel the blow coming. Than ... Whap! It hit her and she bit her lip at the pain. It slowly spread through her body and the pain turned to pleasure and settled in her sopping pussy. Another hit and another and her ass felt on fire, glorious, and extremely horny. She was stifling moans being trained not to be loud, but feeling on the verge of screaming.

Keri was just beginning to wonder if she should call out the safe her she had established when Master Maximus when he got into one of his mean moods. She wasn't sure if she could take another hit when he stopped and shoved his fingers into her body. Keri cried out with a loud moan and cut it for fear of his retaliation. He pulled out and she knew this was his version of punishment. Until she heard him sucking his fingers. She glanced behind her and blushed seeing how much he enjoyed her sweet honey. He thrust back into her and Keri was so close. She had been on fire before the caning and now with his fingers so deep inside she was ready for release. Her pussy clamped on his fingers and she squeezed him tightly trying to get her release.

He stopped. Oh by the gods why did he stop? Keri was near sobbing onto the arm of the couch. He stepped up to her and Keri's head raised to meet his eyes. Her eyes were almost glazed over in need as she stared at him. His fingers were in her mouth and she sucked them with relish tasting her own juices. Her tongue slithered up and down those fingers sucking all the juices from them. "Please..." she was embarrassed to ask, but was in dire need. She needed to cum so badly. How did she make him understand. How did she tell him to choke her and fuck her hard, to slap her face and call her names or pinch her nipples until her pussy spasm. Right now all she could say was ... "Please."

 

[Proximus]

Nothing could hide his smile. Her body was a heaving mound of hormones and kinetic energy, ready to explode. ‘It’s like riding a bicycle,’ he thought as he realized that his talents had returned quickly. Feeling her mouth sucking his fingers as if her life depended on it, his gaze returned the same look of reckless desire. He wanted her badly! He wanted to stuff his cock in all three of her tight holes and make her scream in ecstasy!

In the same moment, he knew that a strong show of restraint was the stuff that separated the men from the boys, those who knew what they were doing and those who merely used dominance for their own personal gratification. Removing his freshly cleaned fingers from her mouth, he used the remaining saliva to pinch and pull her plump left nipple. It was long and firm… and his devious little mind had immediately projected the images of clamps and weights hanging there. She would love that and he knew it. He would need to save that for another time.

Likewise, he realized that the cane had served its purpose, for now, in bringing her body to the height of sexual arousal. Setting it down on a nearby table, he used his other hand to massage the sting out of her lower back. Moving his hands down to her glorious young ass, he gave each cheek two firm slaps over the already bright red marks. Then, he squeezed big handfuls of her tender flesh, pulling hard to stretch the pain away.

Stepping back a bit, he took a moment to observe his work. Her body was moving poetry. Due to the arch in her back, her stomach was flexing harshly as her body sucked in air. This motion, in turn, caused the muscles along her ribs to flare, showing the details of her toned form. Her hair was a sweaty, matted mess and her knees were shaking. His every touch caused her to twitch and jump, pushing her further and further over the edge.

As she begged him for release, he almost gave in to her immediately. This one was dangerous in how easily she could sway him. Maybe, he was just that out of practice. Maybe, he wanted to unsheathe his sword and plunge it into her depths as much as she NEEDED him to do it. However, he also knew that she had suffered long enough, for now, and that this would be the first of many orgasms he would give her this fine evening. He would give her what she wanted, just not quite yet.

As he stepped behind her once more, he allowed his engorged member to rub up against her hip through his jeans. Slowly, his fingers worked their way back into her hungry cunt. “I will give you what you need, my dear, and I won’t even make you beg… but you have to ask a little better than that!” He felt her pussy gripping his fingers again. Holding them perfectly still, he marveled at her muscle control. Wrapping his left arm around her waist, he positioned the fingers on that hand to be able to stimulate her clit. This had the added benefit of preventing her from moving her hips to get his other fingers deeper. Now, he just waited for her to say those magic words.

 

[La_Reina]

His eyes remained on her as he removed his fingers from her hungry mouth and claimed her nipple between them. Keri moaned and closed her eyes pulling back slightly to add more pain. Her breathing became ragged and she could feel her pussy spasming on thin air demanding she find a way to give it release. He moved away from her and she heard him put the cane down. She wondered if he was going to fuck her now and she didn't want to say or do anything that would persuade him to do otherwise.

She felt his hands on her body, on her stinging ass, and she bit her lips at the pain that flared. That pain turned into exquisite pleasure as he began massage her back and body. Wherever the cane hit her he made her feel better. This was the difference between he and Maximus. Maximus would touch her purposefully to see her wince at the pain he caused on her body. He liked to see her in pain, crying, a beautiful ugly he would call her when she was a sobbing mess after being tortured or beaten for hours. She hated when he was in those moods. When he was in a loving mood she still got beat, but it wasn't as hard and she would even get a treat his mouth on her if she pleased him enough. With Jackson she found it interesting and a bit scary. She wasn't sure how to handle this. Did the man want to see her cry and covered in her own blood? She didn't like that part, but she thought that was the way it was supposed to be. With pain there should be blood and her being a crumpled mess, right? He kept kneading and massaging into the pain was pleasure, until his hands made her arch her back more and give him more of her flesh for his touch.

He moved from her and Keri was back in that silent reverie of wonderment. What was he going to do next? Keri latched onto that manly part of him rubbing back against him though she wished his clothes were off so she could feel the silky skin of him. "Oh," she cried feeling his fingers return to her. She tried to hump them, but his other hand encircled her waist and stop her. She couldn't move though she could feel him. Oh, fuck, he was driving her crazier than she had ever been before. His voice, his words, brought her higher and she knew with just push she would cum, she was so fucking close.

"Please, Master Jackson, let this slut cum. Please I need to cum so bad." She had tried to stay dutiful in her words, but in the end she ended up saying what she felt. She needed this more than anything.

 

[Proximus]

Her words were sweet music to his ears. They seemed to flow from her lips as quickly as the juices dripped from her nether region. He could hear… no, feel the desperation in her tone and it sent a shiver up his spine. It wasn’t lost on him that she called him Master, even though he had not yet given her that permission. Nor could he ignore the fact that she referred to herself in the third person. He knew that her training demanded it, but he smiled knowing she chose this moment to reveal that little secret to him.

Turning his thoughts and attentions back to her, he positioned his thigh slightly under her, pressing his manhood firmly into her hip. With his arm wrapped around her, this would prop her up on her toes and he would be supporting most of her weight. For he knew, that surely, her impending explosion would buckle her knees. “As you wish, my sweet! But hold nothing back from me. I want to hear the full measure of your passion!”

With those words, his fingers corkscrewed into her, driving as deep as possible. His palm now facing the floor, he bent them at the first knuckle and rubbed her g-spot harshly. Not that she required any further encouragement to push her frail body over the cliff; the middle finger of his left hand quickly trapped her swollen clit against her pelvic bone and flopped it to and fro with rapidity.

And that was it. Her body tensed. She drew a deep, ragged breath and the first wave hit her. He held her tight and thrust the bulge in his jeans against her. Her entire lower body was now suspended in this twisted embrace and he smiled wickedly as she announced her pleasure. Just then, another devious thought passed through him and he gave no pause in putting it into action. Her delicious red ass was shaking with delight mere inches from his face. So, he simply leaned down and took a bite. He didn’t draw blood, but he made sure that she knew he was there. Shaking his head side to side, he raked his teeth over her flesh as it pulled from his lips.

He had done it. She was his now, and they both knew it. As her orgasm slowly waned, he pulled her body up to his chest and placed his lips firmly on her forehead. She was nearly limp in his arms, but he held her tight for support. Pulling back, he smiled brightly at her. He could tell she was still lost in a world of pure bliss. After a few moments of staring lovingly into her eyes, he broke his silence. “You are beautiful, my dear Keri… simply beautiful.” Then, he raised an eyebrow and smiled wider still. “When the strength returns to your legs, I would be most pleased if you would undress me.” Then, he laced the fingers of one hand into her hair and pulled her to his chest. With a whisper, he added, “Then, perhaps, you might get something else that you’ve been wanting.”

 

[La_Reina]

Was it enough? Would she be denied? Please by the gods do not let him deny her. She had been denied before and every time she wanted to choke Master Maximus when he done thus. This time Keri wasn't sure if she would be able to stop her fingers from going to her pussy and giving her the pleasure she craved. Than his voice was back in her ear. That deep ragged voice that held her in thrall; that commanded every thought she was to make right now. And it had the most beautiful words she had ever heard. She was going to be allowed her release.

He pushed inside her and Keri screamed. She literally opened her mouth and screamed her pleasure into the night air. She didn't know what he doing, she couldn't comprehend that all she knew was that her pussy was on fire and he was stroking the blaze. Her body shook as electricity zipped through her, her knees buckled and she was grateful he had her weight. She kept riding that hand as her eyes rolled back and she spasm on those thick slightly rough calloused fingers. It seemed to last for hours as she moaned over and over as the waves slowly dissipated. Keri's head drooped and she was looking at her breasts rise and fall with every breath she took. She couldn't understand why they kept rising and falling so fast.

He was talking to her commanding her and she heard the words even as her brain tried to piece them together. She was pulled to him and she gave an automatic response though she wasn't sure what was being commanded of her, "Yes, sir." Keri just knew she was given time to regain her breath. Regain her breath and undress him. Regain her breath, undress him, and ... get his cock. Now she knew what was going on and her weaken limbs found strength. Her eyes slowly became her own once more and they held mischief and determination there. She didn't hide how much she wanted him. Especially since it had been so long.

Keri stood up and wince. She rubbed her bum feeling ... teeth marks? She looked back trying to see, a ridiculous notion, but she could see a tiny bit and with her hands telling her all she knew he had bit deeply into her bum. He marked her. Not like a bruising mark. Not a red welt mark. He marked her in ... surely he knew what ... but ... Keri shook her head unable to understand what was going on and wanting more of what Master Jackson had to give to her. She would think on that later.

She was a bit wobbly when she took a step to him. She reached forward and with years of practice undressed him. His shirt came off first and she let her fingers trail up over his body going from his stomach, to his pecs, and shoulder. She tried to hide the lust that grew with every touch of his skin. Her hands unbuckled the belt even as her eyes seemed to glaze over. She had his jeans unbuttoned, unzipped and were gently pulling them down past his bulge, his thighs, and the biggest fucking calves she had ever seen. She was kneeling on the floor letting him use her for balance if he desired as she first got one pants leg than the other off him. She quickly folded his clothes and placed them slightly behind and beside her as she looked up at him from her position on the floor. It was all subconscious the things she was doing, calling him Master, kneeling at his feet, but she was very much aware of waiting for his next command.

 

[Proximus]

Simply remarkable. She had just come down from an amazing high, yet she still had the wherewithal to kneel with perfect posture. He back was straight, her head down, arms at her sides with her chest pushed out and her thighs spread wide. To top it all off, tiny droplets of perspiration covering her body glistened in the firelight. His cousin had obviously trained her well and her eagerness to serve her new master made him smile.

One thing stood out in his mind, though. When she was undressing him, she barely allowed herself to look at, much less touch his most prominent appendage. Her hands had roamed all over his chest, his shoulders, his stomach, his thighs, and his calves. It occurred to him that she had a similar aversion to it as they exited the hot springs earlier. What made her pause when it came to his cock? Was she afraid of its size? Or was she more afraid of her desire for it? He would find out in due time, but for now, he needed to clear up one other matter before they went any further.

Looking down at her, he reached out and cupped her chin, lifting her eyes to meet his. “My sweet Keri, several times today you have referred to yourself as Maximus’s slave. You needn’t apologize, but as I have tried to explain, you belong to me now. He has given up all claims to you as part of our arrangement. Understood?” As he spoke, he caressed her cheek softly with the back of his fingers. She needed to understand this point above all else, and she needed to know that he was a different type of Master than his cousin.

As she acknowledged his previous statement, he took her face firmly in both hands and forced her to stare at his thick shaft and his heavy sack hanging below. “Now, for another matter… I believe that you made a bit of a snide comment earlier today with regards to my size in this department.” He chuckled briefly, knowing what she must be thinking now. “Again, before you apologize, I realize that you did not know then what you know now, so I am willing to forgive your slight.” It was a funny thing. Once she permitted herself to look at it, her eyes were glued to it as it danced in front of her.

He took a step closer and, in her kneeling position, it was now hanging only a few inches from her face. “However, I want you to take it in your hands… inspect it. Run your lips and tongue over it.” He grabbed her chin again and brought her gaze up to meet his. “I want you to show me how a good little slut, like you, should worship her Master’s cock!” The back of his fingers grazed over her cheek again as his smile grew wider. She made no efforts to hide her desire and he was giving her carte blanche to pleasure him in anyway she chose. In fact, as he released his grip on her chin, he thought he even caught the slightest glimmer of a smile from her. And he couldn’t wait to see what her naughty little mind could come up with.

 

[La_Reina]

Keri's head was forced to look up into Master Jackson's eyes; gorgeous, sees all, cannot hide from his eyes. His swords made her brow furrowed for a moment. She understood that during her time here she was his, but wouldn't he be giving her back to Master Maximus? He made it sound like she would not be going home. Maybe he just didn't like her to mention her former Master's name while she was supposed to be his for the time being, but something was ... nagging at her. She had to ask.

She opened her mouth to speak, but he was bringing up another point he wanted to talk about and she blushed forgetting for a moment the question she had in mind. Again she went to speak, but he cut her off. Keri's eyes stared at the huge member. She couldn't help comparing it to the few cocks she known. Whereas almost all of them where the same back home his was quite different. His was thick maybe needing two of her hands to fully circle it. He was also quite long a bit longer than his cousin. Keri wanted to touch it, taste it, feel it and she almost moved, but stopped herself. She hadn't been given permission and didn't want to be beaten for moving on her own.

He moved or his cock grew bigger and came at her. Keri wasn't sure which. The head of his cock was close and she thought she could see precum threatening to leave that gorgeous slit that begged her tongue to slide across. The veins were a maze up and down his cock and Keri wanted nothing more than to trace them one by one with her tongue and memorize where they went. His words entered her mind and she realized they either both wanted the same thing or he could read her like a book.

His hand was on her once more bringing her eyes up to him. He was closer to her than she remembered. His words made desire flare within her body and she took in a deep breath which made her breasts rise as she held it. He released her and Keri gently reached out and clasped him. She closed her eyes feeling that silky hardness that she loved. She opened them and smiled thinking, 'oh what fun she was going to have with this'. She slid her tongue around the head of his cock just swirling it lazily tasting his slightly salty and yet sweet at the same time cum. She popped the head of his cock into her mouth and suckled on it while one hand lazily stroked him and the other cupped his heavy balls and fondled.

Her eyes rolled up to see him looking down at her and she slid him deeper into her mouth again with that slow, teasing, lazy pace of hers. Inch by inch he entered her tight mouth as her eyes bore into his wondering if he could take the slow pace in which she planned to drive him crazy as he had done to her. When her nose was nestled in his curls and his cock was down her throat she swallowed repeatedly so he could feel her muscles squeezing him, milking him, teasing him before she pulled back needing air. Inch by slow inch she withdrew from him her teeth gently grazing him; her hands now kneading his balls, playing with them. She removed him fully and licked at that beautiful slit. "Master Jackson. Before you said that Master Maximus has given up all rights to me and I should refer to being yours and only yours. I understand and will do thus, but you did mean only during my brief time with you here until you give me back to Ma- err him, right?"

As she waited for his answer she began doing the same slow suction again. Sucking him into her mouth, her tongue dancing over every vein, her moans rising, as she slowly sucked him deeper and deeper.

 

[Proximus]

He just kept looking down into her big brown eyes and grinning… grinning all the approval she could ever want. How could she possibly know that he loved a long, slow, teasing suck? Most women pumped their fists and mouths in a frenzy, hoping to get it over with as fast as possible. Not his sweet Keri, she took her time and enjoyed every moment, almost as if it were her chance to control him for a change.

On the other side of that coin, most men would be content to grab her by the hair and pump their little dicks into her throat, only to leave when they had spilled their seed. Jack wasn’t opposed to giving his slut a good face fucking, but he always found them much more enjoyable when they made the slut in question drunk with desire. In most situations, however, this was his preference, the slow deliberate blow job. Every action had a purpose and he was quite content to allow her to proceed without any assistance. He knew that he would get to unload his sperm-laden sack, but he certainly was in no hurry to do so. He swore he could see her smiling even with her mouth full of his thick shaft, and he had serious doubts as to which of them was receiving more pleasure from this.

As she continued to work his cock deeper and deeper, he let out a heavy audible sigh of pleasure. Soon, however, she had somehow managed to take all of him into her throat. He was simply amazed at her talents, since he had never before met a woman capable of this feat. Her breathing remained calm. Her eyes were steady, and she had complete control over her gag reflex. Then, she swallowed. He grunted loudly and… oh my god she did it again. And again. She was showing off now, and he loved it. Her throat had his organ in a vice grip and was trying to coax the fluids from his loins with haste. He wasn’t sure how long she could hold it there, but he was in heaven while it lasted.

Finally, she pulled back and removed him from her mouth completely, giving her throat, tongue, and jaws a brief rest. This he understood. However, then she asked about her status, and he wasn’t sure how to react. “You’ll forgive me, my dear, but I find it peculiar that this question would be on your mind at this particular moment.” He sort of chuckled, since he did still have her lips around his rigid manhood. “I am slightly disappointed that someone who is supposed to be showing me how she would worship my cock could be thinking of anything but. So, it is obviously important to you.”

As she sucked him deeper into her mouth again, he drew a sharp breath through his teeth. How could he possibly concentrate on answering her properly? Reaching down, the back of his fingers stroked her cheek softly once more. “The exchange was permanent, my dear. That was the deal. You are mine until I grow tired of you.” Then, he gave her a warm smile, his eyes filled with desire. “Although, I must say, if your current talents are any indication, I may not grow tired of you for a hundred years or so!”

 

[La_Reina]

Keri moaned again feeling every silken vein slide into her mouth. she was happy, happier than happy that he was letting her get to know him so intimately; that he was letting her take her time instead of stuffing her full of his delicious cock and fucking her like a mad man. Don't get her wrong, Keri very much enjoyed two hands in her hair, using it as reins as she was fucked sloppily like the bitch in heat she was. She just wanted to get to know this dick especially since it was her first in a long time and she wanted this to last.

Keri smiled her teeth gently grazing his shaft at his voice. He did sound very perplexed that she could enjoy one such as he so thoroughly and still wonder about his comments from earlier. She stuffed him back down her throat and worked her throat muscles again going until she was felt like she was going to pass out then pulled back and took air. She hated that she had disappointed him and her eyes held his trying to show with her eyes that she hadn't meant nay disrespect. Keri started to pull him all the way out she could explain, but he was talking and she was already feeling the shame of having displeased him.

His words caught her off guard. She stilled for a moment before she felt such horrible shame. She had been given away. What had she done to displease Master Maximus so? She had been given as gifts before, but to be given completely away. No wonder her collar said 'House of Sinclair' and not 'Maximus Sinclair'. And to make it worse her new Master had been disappointed with her within hours. Not even a day has gone by. Keri could feel the tears threaten her eyes, so she closed them and refocused on pleasing the man who was her new Owner.

Keri greedily slurped him into her mouth and used her tongue to wrap around the head of his cock. She lapped at that huge vein that went underneath slowly bringing herself back into the mood.

 

[Proximus]

As he continued to relax and enjoy her highly skilled mouth, he let his eyelids fall closed. Her moans of pleasure only added to his, since there were few things that turned him on more than a woman who thoroughly enjoyed giving head. Although, in his mind, referring to this as ‘giving head’ would be an insult to his dear slave. What she was doing would be better described as a very intense oral massage of his gland. “Mmmmm…. Yesss!” he hisses his delight.

Feeling her teeth brush over him, he sucked air quickly in through his lips. He opened his eyes and found hers still fixed on his gaze. How did she know what made him tick so well? It was almost like she was sucking his thoughts out from his swollen purple head. Then, she pulled him into her throat once more. Just as she had before, she began to swallow over and over again. The heat began to rise in his loins and he knew that she would soon draw out what she desired. Jack groaned loudly as her actions caused a new surge of blood to pulse down the length of his shaft.

Then, he caught a twinkle of something odd in her eyes, something he had not seen previously. Did his words upset her? Surely, that was not his intention. Before he had time to study that look further, she closed her eyes and started sucking him harder. Something in his words had triggered her to attack his cock with a renewed vigor. As she worked her tongue over him faster and faster, all the other thoughts seemed to drift away, and he focused on his impending release.

Bringing his hands up to touch her for the first time since she started, he cupped the back of her neck in one hand and her cheek in the other. His hands merely guided her actions. He wasn’t forceful and he tried to keep his hips still. Jack wanted her to do all the work, but he also wanted to make sure that she didn’t miss a drop.

Suddenly, his breathing quickened, his head tilted back, and a long, reverberating roar escaped his lips. His whole body tensed and his cock seemed to grow in her mouth. The first blast of his warm milk erupted with a strength to match his own, splattering hard against her tongue. Looking down, he could see her cheeks expand as the waves ripped through him. His thick pole continued to spasm and twitch, while the second and third spurts coated the back of her throat. He was breathing hard, like he had just sprinted a hundred meters. Slowly, the last of his seed was emptied into her hungry orifice and he thought that he saw the look of delight return to her eyes. Amidst his ragged breath, all he could muster at this moment was, “Wonderful, my dear!”

 

[La_Reina]

Keri felt his hands on her head and she braced herself for what she thought was the beginning of him taking control. She actually relaxed her jaw and throat. After a few bobs she realized he just wanted to touch her and she went back to doing whatever she wanted. She liked that she could decide to swallow him or just let him slide against her tongue. She was in control of how much she was going to take and thusly she wanted to pleasure him even more for giving her this opportunity. She did every trick she could think of and a few she made up just because it felt so good to her.

Keri recognized the signs that he was close. She suckled harder wanting him to get that desired release. She felt his cock enlarge in her mouth and then he was shooting jet after jet of his hot seed into her mouth. Normally, she would have slid him down her throat so she wouldn't have to taste him, as normally a man's seed was the most bitter thing she's ever tasted, but she wanted to know how Master Jackson tasted. Surprisingly, he was a sweet bitter. It was the oddest thing, but she knew she enjoyed it. She let it build before she took a giant swallow and another. Her lips still wrapped she sucked more and more hearing his praise she still didn't stop. He tasted great and she wanted more. Plus she loved sucking on a flaccid cock and feeling it get hard in her mouth. It was an enjoyable thing to know you did that.

Keri finally sat back letting him slide from her lips. She was still kneeling, her hands on her thighs, her back straight as she smiled. "Thank you. I do hope you are well satisfied. Would you like me to get you a cocktail or perhaps something to eat: a sandwich or some more stew?" Keri hadn't risen waiting for him to tell her what he wanted. "I can also light a cigar or cigarette. I don't know if you smoke, but I'm sure if you did you would want one at the moment." She gave a small tinkling of a laughter, before she let it come out full force. It was a giggle nothing too loud, but she remembered she didn't have to hold back here.

 

[Proximus]

Still trying to catch his breath, he enjoyed the last few moments of her oral attentions before she let it slip from her lips with a soft ‘pop.’ No sooner had his slowly wilting manhood drooped from her mouth, then she began rattling off a half a dozen other things that he might want her to do. He admired the fact that she remained kneeling beautifully at his feet like a good little slave, but how could her mind possibly shift gears that fast? Did she really care that little about what she had just done? About him? Was he just another cock for her to service? If she was faking it, he certainly wasn’t able to tell.

Then, she started to giggle and it snapped his mind back into the moment. It made him smile to see her let go of her inhibitions and laugh freely. “Yes, my dear, if I were a smoker, I would definitely need several cigarettes after that! And I’m pretty sure I could light them with the heat emanating from your sweet lips. Damn!” He shook his head as he joked with her, but he meant every word. It was incredible.

Jack reached out with his hand and lightly stroked her chin. Catching her gaze, he spoke again. “My cousin must be a complete idiot.” He snickered and he could tell by the look in her eyes that she had not a clue what he was referring to. “Please understand. I am not displeased with you. This is how you were trained by him, so this is how you act. I can see that I have many errors in that training to correct.” He thought carefully on his words, trying to explain himself in a way so as not to upset her. “Just because I blew a load, doesn’t mean that you should immediately try to find other things to do to serve me.” He held her chin lightly to prevent her from looking down at the floor. He wanted her to understand that he cared for her needs as well as his.

“My dear, you need to relax and enjoy these moments… sometimes, even if it means being silent.” He grinned as he knew that sounded wrong. It wasn’t as if he was trying to tell her to shut up. “Not that I don’t enjoy the sound of your voice or that you should bite your tongue if you have something to say. What I am trying to say, rather poorly, is that you can often convey more with a look than with words. You are allowed to sit there and savor the immense pleasures that we just shared without fretting about what you should do next.”

As he finished, he leaned down and kissed her forehead. Taking one of her hands, he guided her to her feet. Then, he shot her a wicked look. In a flash, he was holding both of her wrists behind her back. He pressed his hips forward and trapped her body between his and the back of the couch. Quickly, his mouth enveloped hers, kissing her just like he had done in the kitchen earlier that evening. This time, however, he was much more aware of her needs. So, he bit into her lower lip and pulled it out through his teeth as he broke the kiss. With her wrists clamped together in one of his paws, he brought the other up to her breast and squeezed it roughly, pinching her nipple hard enough to cause her to gasp.

Still grinning like mouse who stole the cheese, he explained himself. “Now, as I said before, I blame your training, not you. So while you may be accustomed to a man who is ‘once-and-done,’ I most assuredly am not.” He stared into her eyes as he allowed her to process that thought. “My sweet Keri, just because you’ve had an orgasm and I’ve had an orgasm does not mean we are finished for the evening.” He chuckled as the next words formed in his head. “Oh contraire… If you are familiar with the sport of baseball, then you should know that merely means that we have reached the end of the first inning!” He leaned in even closer as the life began to return to his cock and whispered in her ear. “And I never pitch less than 3 innings.”

 

[La_Reina]

Keri smiled at the compliment and shook her head proud of herself. She had pleased him and that's what mattered. Well at least she thought he was, but he mentioned his cousin being an idiot and she wondered what she did wrong now. She had been pleasing. She had taken it all and not spilled a drop of his precious seed. She didn't know what he preferred. It was Master Maximus as soon as his cock was flaccid and sucked clean she would immediately get up and get him a brandy. And maybe if she was lucky he'll take her again, but in a position where she could have pleasure as well.

When Master Jackson spoke so many emotions coursed through her. At first she thought he was telling her to go slower, but then she thought he was telling her to kindly shut the hell up, then that he just wanted her to be more coquettish. Than she understood. He wanted to cuddle or bask in the after glow and she had thought to the next task. She laughed and nodded shyly. "Yes, Master, of course. I will try."

Keri stood staring at the abdomen of the man before her. When he kissed her thoroughly before biting her and bringing her back to a moment of heat and need. She gasped staring at him now knowing he knew what he was doing to her. His words ignited her and she found herself excited, wet, and hoping that he was true to his words. She was familiar-ish with the sport, but she understood. She was going to get more. Oh so much more and she hadn't realized she was rubbing herself against him. She wanted him in her, deep in her and by the gods she wanted him now.

 

[Proximus]

Her breathing changed again and the look in her eyes was somewhere between confusion and pure lust. By the way her body was lightly grinding itself against his, he knew she was more than eager for him to continue. He smiled softly, taking his time. Releasing her wrists, his thumbs slowly gathered the sheer material of her shirt/dress, as his fingers trailed along her rib cage. Carefully lifting it over her head, he gave it a gentle toss onto the sofa. Then, his attentions returned to the beautiful creature before him.

How could his cousin be so selfish and immature? Inside her was a wanton bitch in heat, just begging to be set free. Jack could tell by her previous reactions, that she was not accustomed to men looking after her needs once they had received their own pleasures. In his mind, he needed to correct this injustice and let her know that life with her new Master would be much different.

Her lips were moist, almost trembling with anticipation. He watched her chest rise and fall heavily in the silence. Jack pulled her close and smothered her with a deep passionate kiss. Letting his mouth slide off hers, he kissed and bit his way down her neck and over her shoulder muscles while pressing his hips forward into hers. His hands moved slowly down to her waist, holding… almost caressing her. With one strong movement, he flipped her around and bent her over the back of the sofa. Guiding the tip of his member to her entrance, he teased her a little, knowing how much she would love it. As he traced the purple head through the length of her slit, he could feel the warm secretions oozing from her soft folds… coating him in their slipperiness.

He held her ass firmly in place as he teased… knowing full well how much she wanted to thrust backwards and impale herself on his shaft. But Jack wanted to take his time. As he nuzzled his cock to her hungry opening, he gently eased just the tip into her. Taking her hips in both hands, he pressed his hips forward. Deliberately, one inch at a time, he buried his tool in her waiting cunt. His breathing was calm and steady as he enjoyed every delicious moment. He could feel her muscles gripping him, pulling him deeper and deeper. He had wanted to take her body from the moment he laid eyes on her, and finally he had claimed her.

Pulling back with the same carefully attention, he gave her four or five shallow strokes near the entrance. Suddenly, just as she began rocking to that rhythm, he slammed his full length into her and grunted as their bodies slapped together. Grinning more than before, he continued to pound her with long forceful thrusts, pulling her hips as he pumped. Gradually, he picked up the pace, pistoning his thick gland into her harder and faster. His left fist once again found her hair, pulling it roughly in time with his thrusts. At the same time, his right hand snaked under her and quickly found her swollen clit.

As he jacked her little nub back and forth, he knew she was lost in pleasure. From the unintelligible sounds emanating from her lips and the rapidness in her breath, he doubted that she would last very long. He smiled again. While he knew that his next orgasm was still a ways off, he didn’t mind if she were able to have more orgasms than he did. Eventually, he would train her in the art of orgasm denial, one of his favorite tactics, but for tonight, he would let her be a slave to her own body. She would serve her own needs, still pleasuring him all the while.

 

[La_Reina]

Keri wasn't sure how or why she was so aflamed, but suddenly the room was too hot and she couldn't get enough air into her lungs. She stared at the man wanting to pounce on him, but years of training stopped her. She wondered if he would be upset if she just took her pleasure, but she immediately dismissed that thought. He was Master. Of course he would be displeased and perhaps even angry if she overstepped her bounds. No, she could wait. She had to wait. Dear Gods she might die if she had to keep waiting.

Keri wondered who was mewing before she realized it was her. His hands were on her skin slowly trailing updwards as he lifted her shirt off her body. The air was cool, but not cool enough to extinguish the fire burning hot inside her. Please, please, please... She begged in her mind as she stood fully nude in front of her new Master. That thought gave her a small pause. Why did her Master .. er Master Maximus so willingly give her up? She started to think of the reasons why he could so easily agree to give her away when Master Jackson kissed her deeply and all thoughts were gone except for this man. She eagerly returned the kisses her body pressing against his. She couldn't stop her body from grinding against him and getting just a little bit of pleasure.

Suddenly she was spun around and leaning over the sofa. She lifted her bum and spread her legs wide so that he could see her slick slit. She expected him to slam his hard meat into her, but instead he gifted her with her own doings from earlier: he went slow in a teasing pace. Keri couldn't hold back. She moaned loudly and even begged him for more. She needed so much more of him and she could feel him stretching her slowly. Keri shuddered on the verge of cumming already. It had been too long and she feared she wasn't going to last.

"Please. Master may I cum." Keri shuddered once more. Her eyes squeezing tightly as she tried to fight it and knew she was going to lost. "Please. Please. Please." She couldn't get out much more. Then he slammed all of himself into her and Keri lost. She came hard as he fucked her relentlessly his hand in her hair pulling her back, making her back arch into a pretty bow. She couldn't stop cumming. Her screams penetrated the cabin and when his hands reached her clit it was like she hadn't came at all. She was thrown back into the air and cumming once more.

She wasn't sure what was coming out of her mouth aside from the moans. She knew she had begged him to never stop. To take his whore, his slut, but truly she was lost. She had never felt such pleasure had never been pleased like this and she never wanted it to stop. Dear Gods she would do anything to keep going to keep feeling him thrusting hard and fast into her tight wet pussy. To have his hands on her body guiding, pushing, pulling, slapping whatever he wanted. Dear Gods he felt so fucking good.

 

[Proximus]

Her body erupted. When she begged to cum, he tried to tell her that she could have as many orgasms as her body would permit, but he seriously doubted that she heard him. As he continued to pound her, she quivered and bucked and spasmed over his organ. Jack tilted his head back in pleasure and delight, knowing that she was no longer in control of her faculties. The wonderful vocalization of her pleasure filled the room, and Jack’s body flushed warmer. She had referred to herself in the third person and begged him to never stop using her. It had been far too long since those words filled his ears and his body was overcome with lust.

For some reason, his mind drifted back to the hot springs this morning and the gasp she let out when he lifted her around his body. Jack’s face lit up with a wicked grin. Soon after she had come down from her peak, the second since he had entered her and her third of the evening, Jack slowly withdrew his rigid member from her. He realized that this was all she knew of men. They would bend her over, fuck her relentlessly in this position, and then leave. He couldn’t allow her to lump him in with all the rest, even if he was giving her pleasure beyond anything she had ever known.

Just as she was about to protest her sudden emptiness, he pulled her body up and spun her around. Now facing him once more, he kissed her tender moist lips. He loved the thought of keeping her guessing. When she first arrived, she was so sure of herself, and now he had scrambled her brain and her body into one delicious mess. He leaned deeply into the kiss and his hands trailed down over her ass to her thighs. Without breaking the kiss, he growled into her mouth before lifting her up to his chest. With his hands wrapped around the backs of her thighs, he spread her legs around him and let her slide down his chest, impaling her body on his upright pole.

As she instinctively wrapped her arms and legs around him, he filled each of his hands with one of her meaty buttocks, keeping her suspended in mid air. With the same lust and vigor as before, he began pumping the length of his cock deeper and deeper into her, feeling her tight sex stretching to accommodate the renewed invasion. He grunted louder with each downward thrust and he could feel her bouncing up and down with him in unison. Slowly, he began walking around the room with her in this manner. His hands would alternate between cheeks, slapping and then squeezing.

When he reached the base of the stairs, he stopped and pinned her back to the wall. With her body in this position, he was drilling her deeper still and could feel the familiar tingling in his heavy sack. His sweet little slave was still lost in pleasure as he broke the kiss and clamped his teeth onto one of her ripe nipples. He sucked and bit first one, and then the other. Hearing her boisterous moans echoing off the walls of the cabin, he could feel her muscles clamping down on him once more. It was all he could stand as he exploded deep inside her abused little box. “Ohhhhhhhh….. Yes my sweet!!!!” He could no longer speak in full sentences as he expelled thick ropes of his seed into her womb. As his release began to subside, he kept her pinned to the wall with his wilting manhood still inside her and whispered into her ear, “Now, you may call me Master!”

 

[La_Reina]

Thank the gods he didn't stop. He kept going and Keri loved it. She was coming off her high, but she was still hot. She didn't think she could get enough. Not when it was given so freely. She would never decline this. She was pushing back in time with his thrusts her head falling forward her hair tickling her breasts as she rubbed her clit against the couch. She had done this so many times that she was speechless when he pulled out. She frowned and was turned to face him. She was going to ask what she had done to warrant the retraction the gift of his thick manhood when he kissed her.

The man could keep her off balance in more ways than she imagined. She melted into his arms. Perhaps he was tired of her, but as he lifted her she gave a small gasp. She wasn't used to such strong men and she found herself liking this sensation. Of being picked up and done with. She kissed him back with renew vigor and felt herself being lowered onto the very thing she desired most at the moment. Her eyes wide she wrapped her body around him and started bouncing. Her head tilted back and she moaned her pleasure and thanks.

Keri squealed when he proved how strong he was again, by walking around the room until her back was pressed against the wall. "Oh by the gods. I've always wanted to be taken like this." The words tumbled out before she could censor them. She wasn't sure if he realized what she meant, but she wouldn't be able to explain now. She was lost in pleasure and gripping him tightly. She could feel his cock getting bigger and bigger inside her and now more than anything she wanted him to come deep inside her. She wanted to feel his seed coat her walls.

His mouth found her nipple and clamped down and as almost too fast her orgasm was washing over her. That little tiny spark of pain traveled through her and erupted in pussy giving her unbelievable pleasure. She her Master Jackson's booming voice echoing just after her and it threw her even higher into the sky. She came again and finally felt as though she couldn't walk or move.

His words hung in her ear and she smiled. No longer in her head would he be Master Jackson, but now simply Master. No longer did she have to say out loud to him sir, but could call him Master. It was an honor and one given so quickly. Especially since it was only hours earlier she had arrived at his doorstep. She smiled into his neck. "Thank you, Master."

Keri stayed in the position. Not rushing to the next task. Infact she liked feeling him still embedded in her getting slightly flaccid as he spent himself inside her. She hugged him close to her and just tried to breathe. She hoped he didn't command her to fetch anything. She doubt her legs worked right anymore. Now, she was happy right where she was with him in her and his seed threatening to spill out of her if he pulled out.

 

[Proximus]

“You are most welcome, my kitten, I am glad I could give you something that you’ve always wanted.” He winked at her knowing that she would be embarrassed by her own words. Not that she needed to be. Her wants and desires were important to him, and he could only imagine the fun he would have exploring them with her.

The way she clung to him made him smile. She was silent and still, like a child clinging to a parent. Only their combined ragged breathing and the occasional crackling of the fire would break the silence. She appeared to understand what he meant about savoring these moments, and this was very nice. It wasn’t lost on him how easily she learned that lesson and he couldn’t help but grin.

Gently, he peeled her away from the wall. Using his strong hands, he rubbed the smooth flesh of her back as he turned as started up the stairs. He grazed his cheek against hers, with her face still buried in his neck. Each step took a bit of effort, as his legs were a little wobbly from that last orgasm… something he was not accustomed to having a woman do to him. He continued to flex his softening member so it would not slip out of her. As he thought about it, he marveled at how her pussy still managed to send little pulses of pleasure through him.

When they reached the top of the stairs, he pressed her to the wall beside the door, just long enough to turn the knob. Entering the bedroom, he was glad that she had the sheets changed. It would not be right to have her sleep on the same sheet as his whores from the previous evening. No, she deserved much more respect than that. Still holding her with one hand and keeping her body latched close to his, he turned down the sheets. Not wanting to make a mess on the floor, he crawled onto the bed on his knees. Keeping her in this position, he walked her over to the right side of the bed and laid her down on her back. He smiled briefly in the darkness, knowing that they were now in the missionary position. After all they had just done together, this seemed so vanilla. He thought about grinding his hips into hers until he recovered, but perhaps it was time to take a small break for the evening.

After kissing her forehead and then her lips, he finally allowed his flaccid member to slip from the warm tightness which cradled it, his seed still nestled in her womb. Rolling over, he laid on his back and wrapped his arm around her, pulling her head up on his chest. Silently there in the dark, he ran his fingers up and down her arm, wondering what she would do next. Honestly, it didn’t matter to him at this point. She had given herself over to him completely, and he felt so much closer to her than when she had arrived. They now shared a new understanding of one another. If she chose to let herself fall asleep in his arms, he would not argue. But if she still wasn’t done, well then, it wouldn’t take much effort from her to arouse his libido.

 

[La_Reina]

After all that Keri wasn't sure what he was thanking her for and then she blushed. She turned her head against his shoulder and just caught her breath. She stayed in his arms with him pressing against her, her legs wrapped around him to keep from falling and she marveled at how good this felt. She had been so rushed before she hadn't stopped to 'smell the roses' sort of speak. He was right and she would never let this pass again. Well, not without command.

He moved back and Keri actually started to lower her legs thinking he was going to put her down, but he cupped her cheeks and started walking. She laughed in his shoulder and glanced behind her as he made his way through the house, up the stairs, and into the bedroom. She couldn't stop her silent laughter. It was all too much fun and funny. All good and romantic and he still had his cock in her. Which she wore he was moving which sent shivers and small moans coursing through her. She had never had so much from one man in one night and dammit if she didn't want more.

He laid her down and retreated from her body. She wanted to pout, but assume he was spent. He did say 3 innings and it had been so much more for her. Of course he was tired. She smiled as he pulled her towards him and she cuddle up next to him. She wasn't sure how her Master felt about kids, but she will make a concoction in the morning that would ensure she didn't have his bastard. She was a bastard and it wasn't fun growing up with a parent who had to deny you were theirs in public. She didn't want that for her children, even though she was well aware that was highly likly for her.

Keri snuggled deeper pushing those thoughts away and focusing on the now. Her hand idly trailed down his wide chest, his firm stomach, through the course hair, and to gently stroke his cock. She wasn't even aware she was doing it. Her fingers idly going up and down, up and down; over and over as she listened to his heart and every breath he took. Her eyes were drifting close even as her hand kept going up and down slowing a bit but still going up and down.

 

[Proximus]

As they lay there in the darkness, his breathing relaxed and his eyes fell closed. The sweet, relaxing silence was only broken briefly by the distant sound of an owl or the wind in the trees outside. He had almost conceded that sleep would overtake him, and he smiled at the thought of waking up with Keri next to him.

Then, he felt the gentle grazing of her fingers running down his chest. He smiled to himself, pretending to be asleep and letting her have some fun. She still wanted more, and dare he say she was almost insatiable. This thought alone sent a spark of electricity coursing through his body. He exhaled heavily as her hand finally reached its target.

Still not giving any indications that he was awake, he relaxed even further as her soft warm hand slowly stroked his manhood. His eyes rolled back in his head as he focused on the simple, slow, rhythmic motion of her hand. She was amazing. She wasn’t forcing the issue. It didn’t even appear that she was trying to make him hard. Even when she slowed down a bit, it only served to cause more blood to return to his hardening tool. She had to know she was doing this, and that made him smile even wider. Was it possible that his cousin had sent him a woman with a sex drive that would equal his own? It was time to put that theory to the test.

By now, there was no way for him to continue with the charade of being asleep. Nuzzling his nose into her flowing locks of hair, he inhaled deeply, enjoying her scent. He whispered to her softly in the darkness. “Mmmmm…. Keri, my sweet…. Batter up!” Twisting just slightly, he pulled her body over so that she was now straddling his hips. He held her firmly to his chest with one arm, while the other reached behind her and slapped her voluptuous ass cheek.

“It would seem that you are a woman of many talents and have a vivid imagination.” Jack rolled his hips enticingly under her, but still would not permit her to align herself with his cock. “Perhaps you would like the opportunity to try another position that you have always wanted, but were never permitted to do?” He slapped her bottom again, rubbing the sting away with his palm. “I get the feeling that I would very much enjoy your creativity if it were allowed to be shown freely.” With that, he released his grip on her. She was a sex starved little vixen, and his mind was on fire with the anticipation of what she would do now.

 

[La_Reina]

Keri kept stroking going slower and slower in a languid state. She was half asleep just listening to the house, herself, and especially him. She was focused with him and was aware he wasn't asleep even if she was aware of this fact on a subconscious level. She felt him harden, but men hardened all the time ... didn't they? She didn't pay this fact any attention as she marveled at the beauty of his thick cock. His body was wide and rippled when he moved. It wasn't thin or sinewy as popular fashion these days to be. He smelled of earth and sex. Keri felt herself smiling at that. Sex. Mmmm.

She felt him snuggle closer to her and she just smiled to herself content to keep exploring and thinking. Though she hadn't thought upon any of the important things like why Master Max had been eager to give her up. Or why Master Max was wager to get her Master to the city. Or why didn't he tell her that her new Master was into the things Master Max had trained her in. Why would he let her walk into that? Why not warn her so she could be better prepared? It was than her Master's voice rushed through her head, then to through her body, to start a flame in her sore, tight, hot center.

With a move he had her straddling him and she was looking down with a sleepy sexy stare. He rolled his hips and she tried to adjust so she could slide inside. After the second 'miss' she knew he wasn't allowing her too and she smiled widened. Her pussy spasmed as he wanted to try more things she wasn't allowed and her mind race. Oh there were so many, but which one to engage in.

"Well," Keri started. "I've been to the bath houses many times, but never was allowed to enjoy it. I think I would like to be in one of those giant baths and find myself impaled on my Master's cock. Then there's the few times been on the back of a horse when there's not enough room for a servant in the carriage. Have you ever been horse back riding. I'm there's a way to ride my Master while letting the horse's natural gallop do all the work." Keri's smiled widened as she was gaging how he was taking in this new information. Was he appalled? Disgusted? Delighted?

"I saw this in one of those foreign books your cousin own. The ones with all the different sex positions. I think I'm flexible enough to ..." Keri stood up and positioned her pussy at Master Jackson's face. She smiled seeing his look and then she bent backwards bending her body into an arch so that her face was positioned at his thick cock. "I think I can hold this for a moment before I get too tired." She lowered her mouth onto his cock and it slid easily past her gag reflex and into her throat. She hadn't expected that. Also the saliva was running out her mouth and she was constantly swallowing or risk having it run down his shaft and balls. Though at the moment she wasn't too concerned about that. She was more concern that she couldn't bounce, rock, thrust, anything on it.

"I need your help," she said as she removed her mouth from his organ and stood up. She was a bit dizzy as the blood had rushed to her head. "I can't move like that. You would have to fuck my throat in that position. Can I try again? Please."

 

[Proximus]

As she began to speak, he was astonished at how rapidly her mind worked. She bounced from one thought to the next faster than anyone he had ever known. It wasn’t like she was flighty or empty-headed. Quite the contrary; she kept all her thoughts logically arranged, but when she spoke, it was all sort of a stream-of-conscious. In a way, he understood why she was in charge of so many things at her former residence, although, he was sure that her mind could be put to much better use than simply domestic engineering. No, a woman like her could be very useful in his future dealings, especially with those of a weaker will than she.

“Whoa, now, slow down, my sweet!!! I will take the time to learn and explore all of your darkest desires and enjoy every moment of it, but you don’t have to tell me all at once!” He paused to chuckle a little. “For starters, if you want to be taken in a bath, we could always use the hot springs.” Then, his eyes lit up as his next thought ignited a fire in his loins. “Unless of course, you wanted an audience to perform in front of… in which case, I would be honored to show off your impressive talents!” His hands squeezed her tight little bottom as his hips pushed upwards into her body. “My parents had several horses in their stables when I was growing up… and I imagine that fantasy can also be arranged once we head back to the city.”

Finally, she settled on the position she wanted to try. Again, his face clearly showed his surprise as she presented her honey pot, mere inches from his face. Ohhhh, how he wanted to dive in and taste her precious fluids, but the moment was hers. So, he waited to see what she had planned. Soon, she had flexed her lithe body backward and taken his stiff pole quickly down her lovely throat. He groaned at the intense pleasure that she sent through him. With her nearly constant swallowing, her throat muscles were like a milking machine…. Mmmm, she could do this forever. But suddenly she was standing over him, begging him to fuck her throat.

“Fuck your throat, huh? My dear, your wish is my command! But… uhhhh, I don’t think I heard you ask correctly…. Please what?” He grinned at her and waited for a moment. He knew she was the perfect little slut and would quickly realize her error. Not that he could blame her, the pure animal lust between them would scramble anyone’s brain. After she corrected herself, he moved into position.

Sliding his body further down the bed, he bent his knees and propped his feet up on the foot board for leverage. He then doubled his pillow over and tucked it behind his head. “Now then, my dearest Keri, while you are busy enjoying yourself on that end… I will finally take the opportunity to sample your sweet nectar from the source.” He gave her a knowing wink and snaked his tongue out of his mouth. “Since you will most likely have very little opportunity to speak, I want you to use hand signals to help keep me from hurting you in a bad way. First, if you want me to go harder or faster or deeper, dig your nails into the back of my thighs.” Seeing the look she gave him, he added, “Don’t think that you are the only one who enjoys a bit of pain now and then!” At that moment, he got the impression that she was starting to understand how kinky he actually was. “Second, if I am too deep or you need air, slap my hip three times, understood?”

Then, he pulled her down into position. Gripping her hips firmly with both hands, he supported most of her weight. As she quickly slid his length back down her glorious throat, this also allowed him to piston her body back and forth as he was thrusting his cock. At the same time, his lips and tongue began to nibble, lick and suck her soft wet folds. Her juices quickly coated his face and chin, as his tongue plunged deeper into her sweet sex. Finding a good rhythm, he pumped his thick meat down her tight canal while she greedily devoured his manhood. The pleasure was immense as his cock seemed to effortlessly slide down her throat with almost no gagging. Yet again, she had managed to seriously impress him… and the night was still young!

 

[La_Reina]

Keri laughed. It had been a long time since anyone had asked her honest opinion on something and she couldn't stop all the longing and words from escaping her mouth. She closed it and as he spoke her eyes lit up. It would seem that every fantasy she had could come true. She wondered what about the darker things? The things that she was sure Master Maximus would have looked at her with disgust. No, she'll keep those baser needs to herself and find fun in the normality of this already uncivilized sexual relationship.

"An audience?" Keri shook her head no. That wasn't her thing though she had been forced too a time or two. She never enjoyed it like she would have if she was alone with her then Master. She didn't like the sneering looks, or the cruel words without the love behind them, or the false supremacy of the men. No, she rather didn't enjoy the audience. Though if that is what Master Jackson wanted ... she couldn't say no.

Her mood shifted when he spoke of the horses and Keri was in a better mood. She smiled happily at that. Now that was something she was eager to do. She couldn't wait for that and already she could see herself straddling her Master. His cock embedded deep inside her core. The horse at a lazy gait rocking them up and down, up and down, over and over. Keri was very, very excited again and the need was impressed upon her.

Keri stared at Master Jackson memorizing his commands. They weren't hard and she nodded her head. "Yes, Master. I understand. Nails dig into you," she giggled thinking how he liked pain as well. "For more and slap your hip 3 times for air."

She liked how he put her in position and help guide her over him. She replaced her mouth on his thick cock and felt her body shake with the enjoyment of it all. She felt him at her center and she moaned sending vibrations through his shaft. He thrust his hips up and down literally fucking her throat as her tongue circled him and her throat squeezed him. She could feel the saliva running down his cock and she took great care to suck and swallow it down. His motions were slower at the moment so she was able to time her breathing. Though with his mouth on her pussy she wasn't sure if he would be able to stop. All she cared about was his meat down her throat fucking her like the slut she was while his mouth was on her core sending her immense pleasure. There was nothing better.

 

[Proximus]

He liked her giggle. It wasn’t like a shy school girl, giggling to hide insecurities. It was more of a sultry, seductive giggle… one full of mischief and lust. She scoffed at the idea of public sex, which really didn’t bother him. No, he would much rather keep this incredible little secret slut all to himself. Never had he met such a rare creature who could keep pace with him in this realm. Maybe it was just because she had gone so long without, but, if not, then he would never let her get away.

With a devilish grin, he continued to slide his cock in and out of her throat. The sucking noises combined with her moans of pleasure urged him to pump his hips harder. Her lips and tongue worked furiously around his stiff shaft, while her throat continued to grip him like a vise. The power of her suction and her nearly constant swallowing was rapidly drawing the blood into the swollen purple head of his cock. His body was on fire and he knew that it was only a matter of time before he would reward her efforts once more with his seed.

Using her legs, she ground her sloppy cunt into his face as he plunged his tongue deeper into her juicy snatch. As her mouth was sending waves of pleasure through him, he was determined to bring her the same. His lips found her plump button and suckled it into his mouth. Grazing his teeth over it, he would alternate between sucking it in and letting it slip back out through his teeth. Her body jerked and twitched. Another long moan from deep inside her vibrated over his organ and sent a shiver up his spine. Meanwhile, he flattened his tongue over her clit and shook his head rapidly side to side.

The intensity of the moment washed over him. In that instant, he knew that, if they continued this pace, one of them would surely pass out from sheer bliss. Determined that it would not be him, he reached down with his right hand and pinched her nipple roughly, drawing yet more sounds of her animal lust. Still not satisfied, he positioned his left hand under her lower back to support her, while his thumb wriggled into her dripping sex. After he had coated it thoroughly, he let it slip free and down to her dark opening. She had said earlier that she was made of ‘darker stuff,’ and he wanted to find out just how dark. With a firm shove, his thumb entered her puckered sphincter. He worked it in and out… timing it perfectly with the thrusting of his hips.

As he started to lose control, he pumped his cock deeper into her tight throat. Using the foot board as leverage, he was lifting his ass off the bed with every stroke, holding it deep within her for a few seconds before letting her back down. Her moans… his grunts… her sucking… his licking, everything was quickly becoming too much, and he felt his muscles tighten low in his abdomen. Then, his release hit him. He shouted an unintelligible string of profanities as his orgasm rocked his entire body. Her pussy was still completely enveloped by his mouth and his thumb buried deep in her tight ass. He eased his hips back down, allowing her to breath as stream after stream of his hot liquid splashed over her tongue and down her throat. Barely able to breath, he checked his sweet Keri to make sure that she was still conscious.

Never before had a woman given him so much pleasure. As he collapsed back onto the bed, he could only hope that she too felt the same way.