His Latest Acquisition (closed for MadameNyx)

[Proximus]

Jack had just finished rubbing her shoulders as she quickly wrapped herself up in his arms. He let out a long sigh and closed his eyes. He quickly envisioned spending the next 30-something years exactly like this and it made him smile. From the way she was working herself ever closer to him, he could tell that this is exactly where she wanted to be as well. Then, her question caught him a bit off guard.

He kissed her softly on the head again, squeezing her young form against his body. Unconsciously, he blinked several times as his mind formulated a response. It wasn’t like he actually had to think all that hard about it. In his heart, he knew exactly what he was looking for, but his words needed to be precise. She needed to understand that he wasn’t looking for just anyone. No, he had his crosshairs fixed on her.

With a deep breath, he began, “Well, my dear..” He brushed her damp hair back out of her face so he had an unobstructed view of her eyes and face. “I have grown tired of women coming and going in my life. I want someone I can grow old with.” He paused and rolled his eyes. “You see, with the others, it all became so monotonous, so boring. And while you may not think that you are anything special, I can see it in you. I've seen it already. You are constantly challenging me… and I realized that with you, my life would never become boring again.” He chuckled lightly at the thought. Then, he gave her a wry smile and added, “By the way, you used the wrong verb tense… you should have said FALLING!” At those words, he kissed her softly on the lips and held her tight, secretly hoping that she was feeling the same way.

 

[MadameNyx]

The young woman felt him pause, hesitating herself. Perhaps she shouldnt have asked that question. Feeling his fingers brush her hair away from her face, she turned her head to watch his face while she listened. His words brought a light blush to her cheeks and she could feel her chest tighten even while his soft lips pressed against hers. After a moment or two, she gently broke the kiss and pressed her face against his warm neck, hiding it from his gaze.

She had no idea how to react. Her mind was a jumble that she couldnt even begin to figure out. On one side she was scared of getting hurt again, confused. On the other, she worried that she couldnt be what he wanted, needed.

Pressing a small kiss to the side of his neck, she curled up in his arms once more. "We should go back inside soon. Its getting late, and we'll both look like prunes soon." she said in a soft voice.

 

[Proximus]

She didn’t give much of a reaction, which wasn’t much of a surprise. Jack figured that she would still be sorting everything out in her head, but he also knew that eventually she would come around. However, he loved the way she constantly curled herself up in his lap, almost as if she wanted him to hold her until all those thoughts left her alone. It was something he could definitely get used to.

She did have a valid point, though. They had definitely soaked long enough. “You’re right, my pet. Let’s dry off and head back inside.” Gently, he lifted her to her feet inside the spa. Once he climbed the steps back onto the deck, he offered her a hand to make sure she didn’t slip. Once she was safely out, he led her over to a small changing room and retrieved a towel. Giving it a quick shake, he wrapped her deliciously wet naked body up and pulled her to him. With a knowing grin, he kissed her again before swatting her back side playfully. Jack then got a towel for himself and dried off.

As he dried himself, he made no real effort to cover up or to avert his eyes from her. He just couldn’t help himself. She looked like a dish of chocolate ice cream, and he wanted nothing more than to eat his fill. Finally, he remembered her new clothes. “So Kayah, I figure that we still have an hour or so before dinner. Perhaps you would like to model those new clothes for me, so I can see how they fit you?” He gave her a smile and a wink, thinking that she still looked perfect without anything at all. "If they fit, then I would imagine that tomorrow morning we can get you up on Gizelle and give you your first riding lesson."

 

[MadameNyx]

Kayah carefully stood and, taking the offered hand, got out of the jacuzzi tub after him. As she followed him, she allowed her eyes to take in his naked back, the way water droplets slid slowly along the contours of his toned muscles, the curve of his slim waist. She desired him, there was no denying that. Certainly she wouldn't object to having a tumble or two like the one they had just had everyday or two. He even seemed to not mind the cuddling afterwards that she enjoyed so much. She wondered if she would ever wake up next to him and, if she did, would she feel happy there, at peace and safe?

Noticing he had stopped, the young woman was surprised to find herself wrapped in a towel and pressed close to him. She could feel her body pressed against his, her hands trapped beneath the towel. For a brief moment their lips touched, her eyes closing as she allowed herself to relax and stop worrying about what might happen. Pulling away, she jumped in surprise at the playful spank, looking over her shoulder at him. Kayah couldn't stop her giggles as she dried herself, her breasts moving enticingly with her laughter.

Dropping her used towel on a clothes basket close by, she noticed the way he was looking at her, as if he would pounce on her and ravish her all over again. At his suggestion, she gave him a sly half smile and started walking towards the house even as she replied "I'd love to model those for you, sir. I'll go ahead and get dressed." With that, she headed straight to her room, giving an extra swing to her hips so he would enjoy watching her go even more. By the time he arrived, she was leaning against her door clad in jeans that hugged her hips, an olive green cami and a white short sleeved button shirt held by a knot at her waist.

"What do you think? Do I look like country girl material?" she asked him playfully.

 

[Proximus]

Jack watched every movement of her body as she dried herself. The rhythmic jiggle her breasts made only stirred his desire to dive in for round two. But as she walked away, he could only shake his head and laugh. She was completely at ease with her nudity around him now, even going so far as taking her turn as seductress with that extra wiggle. Well, if that’s how she wanted to play, he could easily accommodate her wishes. Wrapping his towel around him, he walked into the kitchen and filled a pair of tall glasses with Captain & Coke. Afterwards, he made his way back to the basement.

As he reached the bottom step, he could see that she was already dressed and ready to put herself on display. She looked absolutely edible with her top tied that way, and those jeans accentuated her lovely curves to the max. When she begged his opinion of her ensemble, he gave her a wide-eyed, shit-eating grin and simply responded, “Yeeee Haaawwww!!!” Raising an eyebrow as he approached her, he placed the drink in her hand and offered, “Bottoms up!” After touching his glass to hers, he took a healthy draught from his drink and turned back toward the sofa. He paused to make a subtle adjustment to the dimmer switch, thereby raising the lights just a tad, before moving to his end of the couch.

Before sitting down, he placed his drink on the end table and grabbed his remote. Quickly scanning the various music channels, he found one called Outlaw Country, which always played fast-paced tunes without all those sad, sappy ballads. With a smirk, he pressed enter and turned back to Kayah. “Well now, my pet, what is a fashion show without a stage and some background music???” As he spoke, his hand gestured to the large oak coffee table in front of the sofa, offering it as her stage. “Perhaps I could better judge how good of a country girl you would be if I could see how you move in those clothes.” Giving her a wink, he sat down on the sofa with his towel still in place. He rested his chin in his hand and his elbow on the arm of the couch. If she wanted to seduce him with her body, he had just afforded her a grand opportunity to do so, and he was fully prepared to watch whatever devilish tricks she might have in mind.

 

[MadameNyx]

The expression on his face really said it all, making her smile turn into a grin. She didn't think she had ever had quite that effect on anyone before. Taking the offered drink, she touched the glass with his and took a healthy drink, before placing it besides his on the end table. Her eyebrows raised at the music, one of them going a tad higher at his words. He wanted a fashion show? Well, she supposed she could give it a try.

Walking in a fluid motion, she stepped onto the coffee table and spun in place for him, her hips moving slowly to the beat of the song, making the jeans stretch and hug her curves even more. Having spun twice, she pulled at the knot of the button shirt, her back to him, and shrugged her shoulders, making it slide off her arms and pool at his feet.

"It all feels really good on my body, though we do have a slight problem..." she said as she grabbed the bottom of the cami and slowly wiggled out of it, throwing that at his feet as well. Turning, she allowed him to see her breasts barely encased in the bra, her aureoles visible over the edge of the cup. Slowly, she allowed her fingertips to trace the outline of the bra, her eyes watching him as she said "I think I need a bigger cup, don't you sir?" Lowering her arm and grasping her other with her hand, she allowed her breasts to rest over it, making them push together and forwards, seeming to offer them to him even as they threatened to pop out of the undergarment, her wet curls framing her supple flesh nicely.

 

[Proximus]

Jack sat there mesmerized by the way the denim stretched and moved with her sweet little ass. “Mmmmm,” he growled as he envisioned himself tearing the material away from her with his teeth. Although, as tight as they were, he would only need to give a little nibble before they burst wide open. As his imagination was running wild, he suddenly realized that her shirt had landed at his feet. Soon, another article of clothing joined the shirt piled up at his feet. When his eyes locked on hers, he could see just how much she was enjoying the attention, not to mention the thrill that teasing him was giving her.

Taking it a step further, she spoke, begging him to inspect her breasts. Jack’s smile grew wider and his eyes lit up. Scanning her ample cleavage while she propped them up for him, he pursed his lips and considered his response. “Well, I don’t know, Kayah. I think they look fantastic just the way they are. The demi-cup is supposed to fit that way, just barely covering the nipples.” He winked at her and chuckled a little.

Then, he reached over and picked up his glass. Raising it to salute her efforts, he took another drink, all but finishing it. “What I’m really wondering though, is how those jeans fit. I mean, they seem to fit perfectly, but I’m scared they might be difficult to get off in an emergency!” As Jack leaned back into the couch to relax, he realized that her sensual gyrations had awakened his libido again. His clean white towel, which had been laying loosely across his lap was now pitching a noticeable tent. Deciding that he didn’t really care if she noticed, he made no attempt to hide it. Referring back to her jeans, he calmly asked, “What do you think?”

 

[MadameNyx]

"Perhaps. But it's the wrong bra to go riding with. Look." she said as she stood straight and hopped on the spot. Her breasts bounced, almost completely coming out of the undergarment to rest bare to his gaze. " See? Anything faster than a slow walk from Gizelle and I'll be busting out. And the jeans... they might not survive the ride either."

Deciding she had made her point and that she wanted to get more comfortable, Kayah moved one of her hands behind her, using her middle finger and thumb in an experienced movement to unhook the bra, shrugging her shoulders to allow it to fall to her feet. Her fingers had been tugging at the jeans, releasing the button before his words stopped her, her dark eyes rising to meet his.

Kayah hesitated then. It had all been well and good that she had let herself go the last time they had been together on that sofa. At that moment, she had thrown her worries away, the need to keep some semblance of control over what happened, and allowed herself to get lost in their lust and their pleasure, almost wrapping his body around hers like a blanket to wipe away all the bad experiences she had before him. Even on her way there to dress in the clothes he had bought for her, she had been happy to push any other thoughts away, to allow her playful side out. Right now, her playful side wanted to have him try to take the pants off, see just how difficult it would be to get them off in a so called 'emergency'. The problem was that she was unsure just how far she wanted to take that and, judging by the tent in his towel, he had quite an idea... and she didn't want to turn him down.

Dropping gracefully from the coffee table, she walked closer until her legs bumped his knees, her eyes watching his. Her face had gone from playful to almost serious, ever watchful and curious as she said in a soft voice "Perhaps we should see how easy or difficult it would be to get them off."

 

[Proximus]

Once again, he could see how much fun she was having with all of this. As she bounced her ample mounds free from their constraints, he shook his head and grinned. When she gracefully popped the undergarment off, his looked changed to one of being impressed by her nimble fingers. Like a magnet, his eyes were drawn back to those lovely globes hanging before him and he subconsciously licked his lips. Her teasing made him want to take her again, but he needed to show some restraint. If she thought, even for a moment, that he was just another horny little boy posing as a man, then all would be lost. For now, he simply acknowledged her comment about the bra, “You may be right, but it still looked good on you!”

Then, she started to remove her jeans and stopped. He could tell by her change in facial expression that something was not quite right. Some thought just passed through her mind which gave her pause. What followed was an intriguing proposition. She wanted him to finish undressing her. It wasn’t really a challenge, but he wasn’t accustomed to taking requests from her. Quite the contrary, it was she who should acquiesce to his requests.

Standing there in front of him, she waited for his reaction. With a wicked grin, his hands slowly reached up and gathered the edges of her jeans. Giving a gentle tug, he pulled both her jeans and her boy shorts down to just below the curve of her hips and stopped. His eyes looked up and met hers. His faced beamed with a devilish radiance. “You know, my pet, I’m not sure this is a good test, since we don’t have a true emergency situation here.” In a flash, he pulled her body down across his lap, pointing her sweet chocolate butt straight up in the air. As if in one motion, his right hand slapped her exposed flesh several times, ensuring that each cheek felt a little bit of fire. “With all your teasing, it would seem that you have forgotten to address me as Sir!” Just as gently, his warm hands began kneading the sting out of her bottom, which was taking on a slightly pinkish hue.

As he finished, he eased her body off his lap onto the floor, until she was kneeling between his thighs. The towel was still hiding his rigid bulge while his palm now cradled her cheek softly. Locking onto her gaze, he smiled. “So, I offer you a counter proposal. If you can create for me an urgent need to remove your jeans, then I will see how fast I can get them off!” He raised his eyebrows playfully at her as his body leaned back into the couch, waiting for her reaction.

 

[MadameNyx]

The feel of his tug on her jeans made her close her eyes, already having seen his grin. The girl knew what would happen next, and was not surprised to feel her body bent across his lap. His hands falling in quick succession on her rear and the sound of flesh against flesh made her hips wiggle against him,back arched a bit, her lips parted in a soft gasp as she realized she felt pleasure from the act. A soft purr left her lips once her rubbed the sting off her butt cheeks, his warm hand feeling very proprietary on her body, which she was starting to like.

Now sitting between his legs, Kayah wasted no time to carefully kneel at the edge of the sofa, her eyes still locked on his. Gently, she pressed her thigh between his legs, feeling the soft warmth of his testicles rest against it, his hardness throbbing slowly along it's length. Resting her hands on either side of his head on the sofa, she leaned forwards, pressing the length of her body against his. Her warm chest pressed against his, her nipples hard as she whispered softly against his lips. "I'm sorry, sir. It won't happen again."

Giving him a brief kiss, the young woman allowed her body to slowly slide down once again, stopping when she was sitting oriental style between his legs, her attention all for his throbbing member. Slowly, she allowed her fingertips to tease their way from his tip to the base, also teasing the loose skin of his testicles while her eyes flickered to his, watching his reaction to the touch.

 

[Proximus]

Hearing her soft sounds, Jack realized that she was beginning to like being spanked. Perhaps he was unleashing a side of her that she had never known. Whatever the case may be, he was sure that he had her attention. With a sly grin, he noted the seductive way in which she slithered off his lap and onto the floor. This little minx was enjoying this as much as he was.

At her simple, yet sincere apology, he brushed her hair back out of her face. With a smile and a nod, he accepted her offering and watched as she continued. He wasn’t sure if she was still a bit shy, if she was waiting for permission, of if she simply wanted to tease him further, but her fingers causes a chill to run though him. As the feeling washed over his body, it culminated in his loins and his throbbing member pushed his towel a little higher, almost revealing its contents to her view. Jack sucked in a deep breath as her efforts were driving him crazy with desire. He let it out slowly and tried to regain his self control. If she were trying to force his hand, she would have to do better than this!

Slowly, he reached out with his left hand and cupped her cheek, gently rubbing her flesh with his thumb. Staring lovingly into her eyes, he felt her kneading his heavy sack and was lost in the moment. Deciding that she was needed a bit of encouragement, his hand slipped from her cheek to cradle the base of her head, his fingers firmly woven into her thick raven mane. Jack’s lips parted, and he moistened them with a quick flick of his tongue. Slowly, he guided her head towards his manhood. He knew what she wanted, and it was time for her to stop teasing. “Earlier my pet, you asked if you would be permitted to taste it… here’s your chance.” Jack's face beamed as he watched for her reaction.

 

[MadameNyx]

A sly smile appeared on the young woman's full lips as she watched how her handiwork affected him. He might've claimed her body in this very sofa a few scant hours ago, but she would not go empty handed tonight. Every time her touch caused him to make a sound, some involuntary movements of his body, a catch of breath, it would be a small victory. And she planned on having many by the end of the night.

The feel of his fingers tightening at the base of her neck, holding her her, made her close her eyes, a soft sigh leaving her parted lips. Yes, she would torture him with her slow touches, with her warm breath falling on his skin, with her soft mouth suckling at his flesh. She claim him with thousands of small touches and, by the end of the night, he would be as hers as she was to be his.

Following the movement of his hand, she tilted her head at the last second, making his fingers pull on her hair as she rested her cheek against the soft skin of his hardness, feeling its warmth. Eyes still trained on his, she allowed her lips to place soft kisses along the loose skin of his testicles before she gently sucked it, her hands pulling the towel completely off him. That she enjoyed doing this was apparent, and she prided herself in enjoying the exploration of another's body as much as the sex.

After giving his other testicle the same treatment, she finally allowed the flat of her tongue to tease him from base to tip, her eyes flickering closed as she finally allowed her lips to wrap around the crown. With a soft sound between a groan and a whimper she leaned forwards, she hands tightening at his hips to keep him where she wanted as she slowly took more of him into her mouth, her tongue teasing the underside and she sucked on him like a child with her favorite lollipop, her dark hair spilling across his thighs and the sofa.

 

[Proximus]

A wide smile appeared on his lips, his eyes flickering closed briefly, as he heard her sigh. In that moment he began to realized that she was starting to enjoy the idea of being owned by him. His gentle, but controlling touch was awakening something inside her that she never acknowledged before. However, she never let that small fact interfere with her devilish teasing of his swollen cock. A part of him wanted to grasp her firmly in both hands and pump his protruding member deep inside her throat. He envisioned her gagging slightly as he fucked her mouth fast and hard… but that would not be today. No, he didn’t want to spook her… more importantly he hadn’t earned that level of trust from her yet. And besides, he was enjoying the way she was exploring his body, once inch at a time.

He growled softly as she suckled his gland and the loose skin in which it hung. How could she possible know how much he loved having his balls sucked? Her tongue seemed to dance around its smooth shaven flesh as she peered deeper into his eyes for approval. Jack’s eyes rolled back in his head from the pleasure. While it was certainly not his most sensitive or erogenous zone, it wasn’t physical pleasure that made him flex his hips and spread his thighs further. It was the idea that she loved his organ so much that she wanted to become intimately familiar with every part of it. From licking and kissing his shaft, to suckling his testes, to the way she cradled it against her soft cheek, she wanted all of this. She wanted to taste and tease him, and apparently not just for his gratification. No, there was a glaze forming over her eyes as she reacted to his outward signs of enjoyment. It must have been her little way of laying a claim on him, so he decided not to hold back. He would give her those little sounds and twitches she was craving. After all, it was his suggestion that she tease him enough to force Jack to yank her pants off.

Eventually, she took him into her lips and slid his thick meat across her tongue He gasped. She groaned. Then, seemingly in unison, they each closed their eyes, breaking contact for the first time since she knelt between his legs. His body tensed as she began to work her magic on his swollen purple head, which throbbed again and again. Feeling her raven locks fall on his thighs, he opened his eyes just enough to gather her hair into one hand. Holding it there on top of her head like a high pony tail, he watched through squinted eyes as she slowly moved up and down. His hand remained on top of her head, not forcing or guiding her, but just as a reminder of his control over her. Slowly, his breathing became more erratic as another pulse of hot blood ran through him, his engorged member growing even more as she sucked harder and harder. He tightened his grip on her hair slightly as his eyes locked on her s once more. Even though she was taking her time and going painfully slow, he could feel another huge load welling up in his sack, and he almost couldn’t wait to give it to her.

 

[MadameNyx]

Hearing his breathing change, Kayah opened her eyes, locking them once more with his while her lips and tongue continued to work their magic on him. Slowly, her hand rose to rest against the one holding her hair, tangling their fingers together and slowly guiding it off her hair to rest at his side. She didn't want it to interfere with what she planned. Pulling him almost completely out of her mouth, she took a deep breath and, with a glint in her eye, took all of him in one go, holding herself still there. Her eyes watered slightly as she fought the initial gag reflex before swallowing slowly, knowing her throat muscles would work the meat in her mouth. His reaction was well worth the effort.

Even as she pulled back and slowly repeated the process, she felt a shiver run along her spine. It was utterly sensual to her to feel so powerful, to know that his pleasure was because of her touch, because of her. Which made what she was about to do all the more delicious. Just thinking of how he would react next made her even wetter.

After a few moments she suddenly pulled him all the way out of her mouth and stood up, the young woman's eyes never leaving his as she started walking away, simply saying over her shoulder "Perhaps we should finish this some other time..." With that, she made her way towards the only area of the house she hadn't sen yet, where she assumed the rooms were. She didn't hurry her pace, somehow knowing he would make her wait, just for the sake of reminding her who was in control.

It didn't take her long to find what was obviously his room and, though she had never been inside it before, she didn't look around, just headed straight for the bed. Laying on her side in the middle of the big bed she waited, her curls teasing along her uncovered shoulders and chest, wondering if she had teased him enough to put their little theory to the test.

 

[Proximus]

He shook his head slightly as she removed his hand from her head. She was definitely a bold one, a quality that would earn her a good flogging one day. But, for now, he decided to let her have some slack. Suddenly, Jack groaned loudly as she took him deep into her mouth, her throat muscles working vigorously to pleasure his shaft. On the outside, his face was twisted in pleasure, but internally, he was smiling like a king. Once again, his instincts were spot on. She was a natural born cock sucker, and as her flesh puckered into tiny bumps while she struggled to keep his manhood down, he knew that she loved every minute of it.

After several minutes of her deliciously talented mouth working him over, he was close to spilling his seed. While he already knew that she loved the taste of his juices, he wondered how she would handle his load. Would she simply swallow it all, or would she let it spray over those perky young breasts? Apparently, the answer would have to wait for another time. With a curious and stern look, he watched as she made her way up the stairs out of the basement. As she verbally taunted him from across the room, he gave a little chuckle to himself, knowing that he basically asked for this.

When she was out of sight, Jack finally shucked off the towel that was still draped around his thighs and rose to his feet. If she wanted a chase, he was going to give her a little more than she bargained for. Fetching a length of rope, he quickly tied it into a complex handcuff knot and tucked it into his back pocket. He knew exactly where he would find her, so he made sure to take his time. As he ascended the stairs to the second floor, he trod heavily so she could hear his footsteps, building the anticipation of his arrival.

Turning the corner, he found her sprawled out on his bed, almost as he had imagined. He gave her a warm smile, since, after all, he hoped that she would want to share his bed for a long time to come. For now, she needed a subtle reminder of exactly who was running the show here. While it was fun to give her a taste of control, she needed to understand who held the reigns. Trying his best to look casual with a raging erection, he made his way to the bed and climbed in beside her. He gently straddled her hips and pinned her arms above her head. Slipping the pre-tied knot over them, he bound her hands to the center of the head board, making sure that the ropes were not too tight, while still being impossible to remove.

Without a word, he moved his body between her legs and yanked her jeans and panties off. She was correct. They may have been just a bit too tight, since it took more than a little effort to remove them. However, once she was fully exposed, Jack grinned his favorite evil grin. His hands quickly found the backs of her knees; spreading them wide apart and pinning them to her chest. Then, his face dove into her glistening snatch, and he loved the gasp which came from her. He didn’t bother to tease her at all. His tongue went directly to her swollen clit. Pressing it flat against her, he trapped the tender nub against her pelvis and began shaking his head back and forth rapidly. Her body moved beneath him from the intense pleasure. Before she could finish, though, he pulled back and slapped her sensitive little pussy with his palm to shunt off her release.

Holding her legs tight so she couldn’t kick him, he smiled again. “So, you see my pet, two can play at this little game.” Jack gave her a small laugh. “Any bets on how long I can keep you on the edge of orgasm before I allow you to cum?”

 

[MadameNyx]

After some moments of silence, she heard his footsteps as he slowly made his way to the room, her heart racing even faster with every step. She knew she might've overstepped her boundaries a bit with what she had just done but, if she had read him right, what would follow would be more than worth being tied up and spanked around for a bit.

The smile he gave her as he moved towards the bed made her freeze momentarily, the spell broken only when she felt his weight on the bed. Feeling him saddle her, the raven haired woman closed her eyes, enjoying the brush of his fingertips along her skin while he tied her hands to the bed. A soft sound left her lips at the tug at her jeans, her light brown eyes opening to watch him as she wiggled her hips, hoping to help him with the clothing. Biting her lower lip, she felt her eyes roll in pleasure at the touch of his warm breath and wet tongue between her legs, her arms pulling at her bindings as she tried to touch his hair.

Kayah's eyes watched him while he teased her with the idea of not letting her get her satisfaction. Her thoughts betrayed her, though. Even tied up as she was, she could feel her cheeks flushing a light pink color as she realized how much she liked this. And she didn't miss the way he had reacted to her. He could've made her lay as he had that first night... instead he was being almost gentle with her.

"Probably forever..." she murmured before she relaxed against the pillows, her back arched, body on display for him, just as he wanted it. "But perhaps I can persuade you from making me wait to long..."

 

[Proximus]

Jack sneered as he pondered her words. She was almost right. Although, he would eventually give in and allow her release, if only to watch the waves of pleasure wash over her body. There was always something addictive and intoxicating as he watched a woman's body shake uncontrollably from the intensity of such a powerful orgasm, especially one he had built up over an hour or two. He had given Kayah a few orgasms thus far today, even if they were just garden variety orgasms in his book, and he was very much anticipating how she would handle a truly mind-blowing orgasm. But there was also something missing in her words, something besides the obvious "Sir" or "Master." She was still speaking as if they were having a normal conversation. There was no sense of urgency in her voice, no gasping for breath, and certainly no uninhibited wanton lust. No, she would need to be a little more convincing.

His sneer turned to a smile as he watched her display her body for him to take. The look of desire she gave him only fanned his flames hotter. She would get what she wanted, but not yet. "True, my dear pet, I'm beginning to think there are many things you could persuade me to do. But I think it best if I make you wait just a little longer..." His words trailed off and he slowly leaned in and flicked his tongue over her swollen nether lips. He began slowly this time, more gently than before. Jack was taking his time as he needed to explore her body, discover her erogenous zones, and begin to push her limitations. Her pussy was already leaking streaks of thick white fluids from his previous attempts, and now, Jack was tasting her delicious nectar from the source. Slowly, he traced her inner and outer labia with his tongue, occasionally suckling one into his lips and nibbling gently. He found himself almost staring at the way her engorged pink lips contrasted against her darker skin. The thought sent pulses of raw animalistic lust shooting though body. As he regained his focus, his hands found their way to the sensitive skin of her stomach, trailing his fingertips lightly around her navel and down through her landing strip. Hiding a grin, his eyes perked up at every subtle twitch her body made beneath his probing lips and tongue.

Soon however, he noticed two pert nipples firmly pointing toward the ceiling, and his fingers quickly moved to capture them. Gently pinching and tugging at her nipples, he noticed her breathing change again. Just as suddenly as before, he stopped his actions and pulled back to a kneeling position to keep her from going over the edge. Holding her legs up high, he looked at her with that familiar wicked grin, "This is just a simple reminder, but when begging me for something that you want, you really should to address me as 'Sir' if you want me to take you seriously." With that, he swatted her beautiful round ass several times, until her butt cheeks were as pink and flush as her face. Then, he lightly slapped her pussy again three times, with each one splashing into the wetness which covered her entire pelvic region. When he had finished, he allowed his hand to rest there, gently rubbing her mound, as he patiently awaited her reply.

 

[MadameNyx]

The young woman watched his expression change, the way his lips softened to a smile. With a start, she realized that he was starting to allow her to see what he was thinking, instead of hiding behind a blank face. Even as he mentioned that he would make her wait, she reeled at the fact that he admitted that she might persuade him to do anything. And what about her? She had changed from quiet resistance to...

The moment his lips touched her nether ones, she gasped softly, her hands grabbing at the sheets. She held her breath, biting her lower lip while trying and failing to keep her body from twitching and shaking at his ministrations. He was taking his time exploring her, staking his claim on her, her chest rising and falling a little faster with each touch. No one had ever taken the time to do that for her.The feather light touch of his fingertips as they teased her flat stomach, ran through the short hair of her landing strip ripped a soft sound from her lips, her nipples hard and begging for his attention. Once they were noticed, she closed her eyes and tilted her head back, arching her back slightly off the bed before opening them again, focusing her light brown orbs on his face.

Her lips parted to reply, to ask for what she wanted, when she felt the first slap, making her gasp. "I...want... you... to... give me one of those earth shattering orgasms you mentioned before, sir." she finished in a breathless voice, her face framed by her dark curls all around.

 

[Proximus]

Jack watched with glee as she struggled against the ropes restraining her wrists. Listening intently to her request, a certain warmth washed over him, and he realized that she had given herself over to him completely now. She trusted him to use her body and make her feel things she had never felt before. In return, he gazed lovingly into her eyes and allowed a single digit to slither down over her drenched nether lips and slip into her quivering sex. Slowly, he worked that finger in and out, turning his hand upside down, curling the tip of the digit and gently rubbing her G-spot. "Well, Kayah..." he called her by name on purpose, "something like that takes time. Do you think you can handle it?" Jack flashed his eyebrows at her. Her body seemed to want more and more of his touch with every passing moment. However, Jack also knew that he could push her further.

He had managed to get her to ask for what she wanted, but there was still a lack of desperation in her voice. Jack wanted to see how much further he could push her before the politeness left her voice. Could he make her be vulgar in asking for what she really wanted? At the thought, he slipped his finger from her and crawled off the bed. Calmly, he retrieved a shiny pair of stainless steel nipple clamps from the top drawer of his night stand. When he returned to the mattress, he carefully attached them to her, his eyes never leaving hers while he turned the little screws until her nipples almost exploded. With a grin, he returned to kneeling between her splayed thighs, his cock at the ready. He slapped her wetness with his shaft several times, teasing her still further by tracing the tip up and down through her dripping slit. With the restraints, he knew that she couldn't quite wiggle down far enough to get him inside her before he was ready.

He could see the frustration building in her now. Moving slightly, he slipped two thick fingers into her slippery opening. As he did this, Jack also moved down and began to slowly flick his tongue over her clit again. With all his previous foreplay, it didn't take her body long to rush toward her coveted release. Just as before, when he felt she was getting too close, he withdrew his touch from her and ended her ascent towards climax with a firm slap to her tender folds. Jack prodded her in the downtime, "If you truly want an explosive orgasm, you cannot hold back. You must release all you inhibitions and give yourself over completely to me... and to your own pleasure!" With wild eyes, he returned to pleasuring her body with mouth. This time, his fingers separated her labia until her throbbing clit was completely exposed. Jack began to masterfully nibble on her sensitive bud, rolling it in his teeth and pulling on it to the point that her pleasure receptors were completely overloaded.

Once again, just before she could drive herself over the edge, he stopped her with a hard slap directly on her clit. In her exasperated state, he grinned as he pushed her with his words. "Now tell me Kayah, what do you REALLY want from me?"

 

[MadameNyx]

Biting her lower lip a bit harder at the feel of his finger pushing inside of her, Kayah whimpered softly at his words. She could feel her body almost throbbing in time with her heartbeat, in time with her need. What she wanted didnt matter anymore... she needed pleasure, release. Her hips were in near constant motion now, gyrating slowly to direct his digits where she wanted to be touched. She could feel her earlier resolve to control herself slip away, only wanting him to touch her now, to make her his once more.

The moment his fingers left, she felt empty, a soft sad sound leaving her lips. Once she saw what he had in his hands, however, her eyes opened wide, a bit of fear reflected there. She had never seen the likes of those. Feeling the pressure on her nipples increase once he turned the screws, she gasped loudly, her hips buckling at the feel of him slapping her sensitive nether lips with his cock. Between the feel of the nipple clamps and his teasing, she could feel her mind slip away...

All she could do was feel the ever louder throb of her nipples. It was an exquisite pleasure/pain, not unlike the one she felt when she climaxed, if only slightly different. Her whole body felt taut, straining and sensitive to his every touch. Her hips continued to move, trying to get more pleasure from his digits, his mouth, yet still searching for the hard, warm pillar of his cock.

His words reached her and she found her light brown eyes locked in his, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she finally caved. "Fuck me.... Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me please, sir..."

 

[Proximus]

Gone, for the moment at least, was the soft spoken, polite captive he brought into his home the previous day. He had reduced her to a writhing pile of carnal lust, begging for him to fuck her in any way he chose. The change in her tone was almost too much for him to bear, and he feared that she would see his delight at what he had done to her. Jack did his best to hide it, but the twinkle in his devilish eyes would surely give him away. Briefly, he pondered teasing her just a bit more, but there would be other days to push her limits. No, she would get her reward, especially since, even in this state, she had the wherewithal to call him 'Sir.'

Closing his eyes, he calmly nodded his approval of her request. And suddenly, Jack's face lit up. Grabbing her legs, he quickly flipped her over and positioned her perfectly on her knees. With her ass up and head lowered, Jack's eyes drank in every inch of her delicious dark flesh. As he looked up to her wrists, still tied to the headboard, he was glad that he used this particular knot, in which the ropes twisted instead of her arms, which in turn, allowed her to rest some of her weight on her elbows. As he inched closer to her, his cock came to rest on the cleft of her ass cheeks. Slowly, he grabbed her hip with one hand and his cock with the other, rubbing the bulbous tip in her ample juices. As slippery as she was, he had no problems sliding into her entrance. Taking his time, he fed his entire length into her, inch by inch, watching her body react as he stretched her out, filling her completely. When he had bottomed out, he leaned forward, gathering her silky raven hair into his fist at the base of her skull, pulling it to one side. He placed several light kisses along her neck, which he knew would send shivers down her spine. Then he whispered, "Try to remember what I taught you earlier, my pet. Hold onto your release until the last possible moment."

As the last word left his lips, he bit her shoulder firmly and leaned back. With one hand on her hip and the other still holding her hair, he withdrew the length of his shaft from her almost as slowly as he had pushed it in. Needing no further encouragement than the sight of her quivering body before him, he slammed his thick cock back home again. Keeping a firm grip on her hair, he pulled her head back as his rigid pole plunged in and out. Knowing how close she was to the edge from all the teasing, Jack's pace was furious. By denying her orgasm for so long, he had turned her into a bitch in heat, and he was riding her with animalistic passion. It must have been nearly an hour since she had pleasured him with her mouth, but he needed to match her arousal if he intended to reach that pinnacle with her.

As he pounded her delicious cunt, their bodies were slapping together in a magnificent rhythm. He could feel himself bumping against the entrance to her very womb. One by one, he reached around and release her nipples from the clamps. He grinned with the knowledge that the sudden return of blood would further intensify her pleasure. Getting closer and closer to his own release, his free hand slapped her perfectly shaped ass over and over again, giving her yet another sensation to deal with. Finally, he couldn't hold out any longer. He grunted loudly and erupted deep inside her. "Ahhhhhhh, yes, Kayah!!!" Wave after wave of hot liquid emptied into her body as her pussy seemed to milk him for every drop. Gently, he allowed her hair to spill free from his grasp. Reaching forward, he released the knot which held her wrists and then collapsed onto the bed, lying next to her on his back. With ragged breath, he raised an arm, allowing her to curl herself against him.

 

[MadameNyx]

Seeing his nod, the young woman had a moment to think that he might still be teasing her before she felt his strong hands at her hips, roughly turning her to lay on her elbows and knees. The rope had tugged on her wrists, but not too painfully and, she had to admit, that being in such a vulnerable position while knowing how much they had each teased the other made her cunt pulse, the traitorous goosebumps appearing along her skin once more. She was almost shivering in anticipation now, and he didn't disappoint her.

A loud groan escaped her while she closed her eyes, her back arching at the exquisite sensation of him spearing her insides. Kayah could do no more than gulp for air and moan an affirmative at his words, the tug on her hair making her eyes roll to the back of her head. Her hands gripped her bindings hard, trying her best to hold off her impending release as her master had ordered her while he pounded against her, the bite on her shoulder making her pussy tighten around him in pleasure.

It seemed like just a moment later when she heard his grunts, felt her nipples and butt cheeks throbbing in unison with her needy cunt and she exploded with him. Her hips buckled erratically against him, his name the cry that left her lips while she writhed beneath him like a bitch in heat, finally receiving what she had craved for so long.

Finally, her body relaxed, and she allowed it to fall onto the bed. Her limbs curled, she slowly inched her way towards him, seeking his warmth to take away her shivers, even though they were both covered in sweat once more. Pressing her face against his neck, she worked to control her breathing, her tongue wetting her slightly dry lips with a quick movement.

"You weren't lying when you told me it would be worth the wait..." she whispered breathlessly while pressing the length of her body against his, her slightly sore nipples finding relief in the warmth of his skin.

 

[Proximus]

In the heat of the moment, his mind glazed over the fact that she screamed his name when her release finally hit. Lying there next to her now, he was able to process it more clearly. The fact that she used his name, instead of 'Master' or 'Sir' should have bothered him more than it did. Instead, he found himself liking the sound of it on her tongue with her subtle island accent. As he thought about it more, he realized that it meant something deeper. She had wanted this... more specifically, she wanted HIM to give her this! His smile grew in the warmth of the knowledge that, now, she embraced the idea that she belonged to him, and he to her.

Jack's arm pulled her tight to his body, his hand gently rubbing her chills away. He loved the feel of her soft skin and began slowly stroking her side from ribs to hip. With his free hand, he tried to organize her mess of locks, tucking as much of her hair behind her ear as this position would allow. With a heavy exhale, his lips kissed her forehead as his nose nuzzled her hair. "My dear Kayah, it only gets better from here!" He was almost drunk, basking in the afterglow, not wanting this moment to end, listening quietly to her breathing and the rhythm of their heartbeats. Using his foot, he lifted the sheets up to his hand and tucked them around her body. It would be a warm evening and not much more than the sheet would be necessary.

Reaching back with his free hand, he grasped the remote control on the nightstand. With the touch of a few buttons, he lowered the shades, turned off the lights and armed the security alarm for the night. Returning his attention to his delicious pet, he placed his warm hand on her shoulder, now embracing her with both arms. Leaning over, he kissed her lips ever so tenderly. It was remarkable, he thought, how their bodies seemed to fit together like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle in this position, as if she was meant to be his. Smiling at her in the darkness, he whispered, "You've had a long day my pet! Sweet Dreams my dear Kayah." As his words finished, he relaxed deeply into his pillow and began drifting off to sleep. His last thoughts only debating how he could make tomorrow even better.

 

[MadameNyx]

Feeling his warm arm pull her closer, the warmth of his body against hers she felt content. There was no room for her insecurities or her fears just then, only her satisfaction and the enjoyment of being held so closely. Closing her eyes, she basked in his affections and moved her head to rest on his chest, listening to his heart beat against her cheek. Even now, tired as he must've been from all of the day's activities, he was tender as he kissed and pulled the sheets around her. Placing a soft kiss on his shoulder, she settled down for the night and allowed sleep to claim her.

Come morning, Kayah opened her eyes to relative darkness, vaguely remembering the sound the night before as the shades lowered. Lifting her head, she observed his sleeping face quietly before silently slipping from the bed. She knew it was early, but she couldn't bring herself to stay in bed looking at the darkness, even if his body would keep her warm. Walking towards the door, she hesitated. Would he be angry with her for not being there when he woke up? Making a decision, she quietly moved to the basement, closing the bedroom door silently behind her before she made her way to her room and gave herself a quick wash.

Her mind whirled while she scrubbed herself. What had she done? What would happen now that he'd had her more than once? Now that she had given herself willingly?

Biting her lower lip, she dried herself and, remembering the white shirt he had offered her a couple of nights before, she slipped that on. The shirt came to rest about mid-thigh and seemed to highlight her curves without being too tight, except for around her chest. There the material looked somewhat transparent, and showed plenty of cleavage. Shrugging her shoulders, she made her way to the kitchen.

Once there, the young woman looked around and started making a breakfast kiche for them both, trying to keep her mind occupied and away from her worries. She would just have to wait for him to wake and see how he treated her. Sighing softly, she turned on the coffee maker and poured the mixture into the pie crust.

 

[Proximus]

The familiar aroma of fresh brewed coffee pulled Jack from his restful slumber. As he rubbed his eyes, he realized that his precious young pet was not next to him as he had expected. While he was slightly disappointed, he could hear her moving around in the kitchen, and the thought of her cooking breakfast for him tempered his displeasure. Still, he would need to take some small corrective action to let her know his expectations.

For now, he decided to be content in the knowledge that she hadn't tried to run away, and better still, she was attempting to cook and serve him breakfast. As he stepped into the shower, he smiled at the thought of her serving him on many levels, including the wonderful way she served him last night! After a quick scrub, he toweled off, shaved, and pulled on a loose pair of gym shorts. Then, he slowly made his way downstairs to the kitchen, making sure she could hear the hardwood steps creaking as he approached.

Reaching the kitchen, the sight of her in his button down white business shirt caught him off guard. In Jack's mind, there was nothing sexier than a woman wearing only a man's dress shirt. In her case, the white shirt against her dark skin made her incredibly sexy... with her dark nipples showing through and just a hint of her gorgeous ass teasing its way out the back. His eyes caught her gaze and he smiled. "Good Morning, my pet, you look lovely in that," he offered as he approached her. "I trust you slept well?" Jack paused and permitted her to answer before enveloping her in his arms. Slowly, his hands hiked up the back of the shirt, and without warning, he slapped her cute bottom several times on each cheek. "That was a just gentle reminder... if you wish to share my bed, you should be in it when I wake up."

Before she could react, his lips met hers. Jack kissed her tenderly while his hands slowly rubbed the stinging out of her back side. As his tongue parted her lips, his arms lowered the back of the shirt and embraced her fully. Breaking the kiss, he nuzzled her face into his chest and kissed her forehead. "And this is to thank you for trusting me last night!" Holding her for several moments, he finally released her to allow her to finish cooking. Looking at her like he wanted to take her again at any moment, he calmly moved to his seat at the breakfast bar. Once there, he waited to see if she would serve him, or if he would need to get his own coffee. "Mmmmm... breakfast smells wonderful! I think I could get used to this!"