Las Vegas Lust

[CandideCoating]

Despite serious efforts at being quiet, Rhiannon can not control her moans of pleasure.

Roger is fucking her so forcefully from behind it is almost too much for her.

Suddenly she feels his hands move, one hand is pulling her hair, holding her head up high, almost using her long beautiful hair to help bounce her off his dick.

The other hand, firmly gripping her asscheek, causes her to nearly explode when she feels his thumb begin to press into her back door.

Rhiannon moves her left hand up to tweak at her nipple and lifts her right hand to grip at Roger's powerful thighs.

She is supporting all of her weight by his hand on her hair, but right now she does not care.

His cock pounding at her pussy, her hair being pull, the invasion of her ass, and her hand twisting her nipple is just too much for her.

She cries out in utter ecstacy as another orgasm literally washes over her, her whole body writhing in utter abandon.

"OH........MY.............GOD!!!!!!!!!!!"

As the waves of pleasure subside, she sinks slowly into the tub, extracting herself from her lover.

"I'm all pruney....I think we should move to another, more amiable, location, eh?"

 

[Blue Dolphin]

"OH........MY.............GOD!!!!!!!!!!!"

Ash er orgasm shakes her, body and soul, reverberating around my dick, before she slowly slips into the jacuzzi.

"I'm all pruney....I think we should move to another, more amiable, location, eh?"

I help her out from the water, wrapping her in a robe.

"Well Rhiannon, we still have some champagne, not too mention a king size bed that awaits us."

Grinning I pick up the tray, and lead the way back to the bed. I place the tray on the table, and pick up a robe myself, noting with interest, that both robes have a loose belt.

 

[CandideCoating]

Rhiannon is thankful for Roger's help as she finds her way to the king size bed.

It is like a cocoon as she sinks into the enveloping warmth of the down comforter and multitudes of feather pillows. The terry robe around her body, monogramed with The Mirage's logo falls open, untied revealing her wet naked body.

She lounges on the bed, champagne flute in hand staring at her lover across the bed from her. Gingerly she feeds him a strawberry and then one for herself.

When her spirits are up again, and she has fully recovered from her last explosion, she drains the flute in hand. She climbs atop him, her wet sex grinding against the terry of his robe hiding his hardening manhood.

Starting with his forehead, she showers him with kisses. She makes stops at his earlobes, his nose, his fantastic lips, and his neck. She moves a little lower, her back arching, as she kisses his shoulders, collerbone, his nipples. She bites one, a little hard and then looks up at him with her evil smile.

"Ha ha, I have you under my control, and there's nothing you can do about it!"

She doesn't even begin to realize just how wrong she is about that....

 

[Blue Dolphin]

We relax on the bed, champagne and strawberries, and it is heavenly, but I soon know when Rhiannon is up for more fun, as she pounces on me. She starts to kiss her way down my body to my nipples, biting one before saying to me.

"Ha ha, I have you under my control, and there's nothing you can do about it!"

"Oh yes? and where did you get that idea from you little minx?"

I say, as I pull the belt from my robe, and, grabbing her wrists, I quickly tie them together.

"Now who is under control?"

I say, grinning as I move her off me, then tie her wrists to the bedhead. Placing a pillow in position, I tell her to lie face down, and then slip the belt from her robe also. I use it to tie her legs together, round and round, from her ankles to her knees. She struggles, but only halfheartedly, I know this from the giggles that I can hear. Finally I lift the robe, uncovering her cute ass and back.

"Now little vixen, you are mine, you cannot move, and I think maybe it is time that I punished you, for being so sexy."

She looks at me in surprise, but sees the big grin on my face, and smiles back at me.

 

[CandideCoating]

"Now who is under control?"

Rhiannon shudders as she loses the use of her arms, hands and fingers. Quickly Roger establishes that it is he that is in control and this sets Rhiannon's eyes afire.

Deep within her a flame ignites, a deep internal combustion nears the surfaces as she obeys his quiet and gentle, yet firm order. The pillow is soft on her face as she lie there, a sight to behold.

"Now little vixen, you are mine, you cannot move, and I think maybe it is time that I punished you, for being so sexy."

This was not something she had expected from her distinguish Brit. His accent drives her submission further, his strong words burning in her brain as she quietly and obediently replies.

It is not the rough Domination and submission of the leather nation, but a gentle exchange of the Greater and the lessor. She smiles as she waggles her sweet behind awaiting the first fall of his hand.

Roger shakes his head, laughing at how she thought he would be so predictible as to give her exactly that which she desires so easily. He stands from the bed, his robe hanging open to reveal his maddeningly hard cock.

Unfortunately for Rhiannon, he is standing just out of her restricted line of sight and she sees or hears nothing. Her pussy quivers as it hangs out in the cool air waiting. Her delectible ass cheeks stop swaying and one could begin to detect a faint hint of a tremble.

*********

Rhiannon waits for a full five minutes, the time ticking by painfully slow in her head as she waits for some sign of her lover.

She dares not break the spell of her obedience and does not move her head or try to break her restraints or call out.

Simply she waits on the king sized hotel room bed, bound at the wrists, tied helplessly to the headboad.

Her face buried in a pillow with her long jet black hair pooling around her head, her beautiful ripe melons swinging in the air with taut hard nipples jetting out.

Her legs bound together and to the bed she just waits, with her dainty ass sticking up in the air.

****************

She doesn't hear him return.

She doesn't hear anything.

Roger tilts the candle just a tad and aims the droplet perfectly.

Rhiannon nearly breaks the bed in half as she jumps from the sudden shock of the melted wax pouring onto her left ass cheek.

She calms as it cools and she waits paitently, pondering where the next drop will fall.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I am stunned at Rhiannon`s acceptance of the situation, and her immediate painles transition into submissive mode.

She lies silent, waiting obediently, for whatever it is that I might choose to Master her with.

I know that she cannot hear me, as I stand silently over her, and tilt the low heat candle. Allowing the wax to slowly fall. A translucent prb of sensuality, that implodes in on itself upon impact. I watch as her body reacts, and she maintains her silence.

I move towards her head, and tilt the candle again, watching as a steady stream hits between Rhiannons shoulders, running down her back in small rivulets, as it cools and sets.
I stand the candle on the tray, as I move to stand by her legs, looking up her body, and lower my hands.
Spreading her ass cheeks, the pussy between them now tight, the lips puffy and swollen, as I lean to lick them, and suck a little. Using my fingers, t open her, pulling them as wide as I can against her bound legs. My tongue out, like an arrow, hard and pointed.

I stab it into her sex, over and over, finally she breaks her silence, moaning softly, whimpering at the pleasure.

Stepping aside, i roll her on her back, and smile, as I pick up an ice cube from the ice bucket, and the candle, from the tray.

 

[CandideCoating]

Rhiannon cries out in sheer joy as Roger violates her love hole with his stabbing tongue. It is sheer blissful torture, the wax, the kissing, the lick-fest.

He rolls her over and now she is helplessly on her back. Her eyes are wide in anticipation, but her mouth is closed and silent.

"Despite how overwhelmingly well-behaved you are Rhiannon, my pet, a pretty mouth like that should never be clamped so tightly closed with nothing in it."

And with that he swung one leg over her tiny incapacitated body, straddling her. His large cock head bouncing right in front of her face, she reached out her tongue and gently licked the slit at the tip of it.

Her arms bound behind and above her head, she could not move any closer to the tempting cock before her now gaping mouth.

Rhiannon begins to make soft wimpering sounds as she struggles slightly against her bonds to try to reach more of the fantastic manhood before her.

Again and again her tongue snakes out of her mouth to lick the bulbous head before her, but she can not get it in her mouth.

She looks up from her struggles to find him watching her, a look of amusement on his face. He is enjoying the show as she tries desperately to please him.

"Please Sir. Please let me taste your delicious fuckstick..."

The dirty words slip from her mouth before she even has time to think, she is acting on raw primal subbie impulse.

"Please Sir, I'm begging you. I just wanna suck it a little...Please. Pretty please with sugar on top."

It occurs to her what he desires.

"Oh god, please Roger Sir, will you fuck my pretty face until it is sore? I really need it."

 

[Blue Dolphin]

She is desperately trying to reach for my dick with her mouth

"Please Sir. Please let me taste your delicious fuckstick..."

I grin at her words, for there is nothing I love better, than a submissive, talking dirty to me.

"Please Sir, I'm begging you. I just wanna suck it a little...Please. Pretty please with sugar on top."

She pauses for just a second, then continues

"Oh god, please Roger Sir, will you fuck my pretty face until it is sore? I really need it."

"Oh yes my little fuckslut, I am going to fuck your face, and fill your throat with my fat hard cock. Let you suck it just like the cumslut that you yearn to be for me.

I hold her beautiful hair, and start to drive my cock into her mouth, aware that I am bruising her lips probably, but also knowing, that this is what we both desire. I still hold the ice cube, it is melting rapidly now, I reach back, and slide it between her pussy lips, slipping it inside her. I hear the gasp, and the moan of pleasure, as the senses hit her. I pull free, and look down at her. "

That is all for now, but Sir has even more plans for you Rhiannon, many many more, before he covers you in his cream."

 

[CandideCoating]

As Rhiannon lie there reveling in the sensations of her recent brutal facefuck, she notes the grin on Roger's face.

The fantastic bed nearly draws her into as she lies atop the beadspread, crumbled up like a used ragdoll, her hands and feet still bound.

There is dried wax stuck to her shoulder and her ass.

She whimpers a soft, delicate sound as Roger holds up the candle and the ice bucket.

He can not help himself, she looks so deliciously helpless lying there before him.

He looks down again and there it is, her wet naked sex peeking out innocently from between her just barely parted legs.

The bouncing of his thundering erection echos his sentiments.

"Why not."

He gently turns her over again, her cherry sweet ass sticking up in the air again.

Rhiannon tries desperately to part her legs for her lover, to allow him some access to the gems he desires. The robe-ties are very restricting though and she is only able to just spread her cheeks a small bit.

It is enough for him to see her tiny puckered asshole, twitching in anticipation. Dripping beneath it, the tender puffy lips of her twat pulsate with the desire to be drilled.

She hears the sound of his hand in the ice bucket and braces, but nothing can prepare her for the next sensation.

As the ice cube pushes the folds of her tight ass, spreading it's feverish cold throughoujt the very core of her, she shudders in aganozing ecstasy.

When it is fully inserted into her ass, it begins melting unbelievably rapidly due to the intense heat.

However her mind is not on that at the moment. Rhiannon is only thinking about the other ice cube right now. She can feel Roger rubbing it on her clit, around her outer lips, just glancing over her slit, her inner thighs.

Everywhere but her aching womanly opening. She whimpers, and her kitty flexes, showing off her desire to be filled.

Roger looks from his left hand with the ice bucket to his right with the candle and then down to his twitching rod.

"Hmmmm....."

 

[Blue Dolphin]

My hand in the ice bucket, I see her lying there. Kitty and ass, both wanting, and needing my attention.
I decide to release her legs for better access.
Lowering my head, I start to lick her pussy, picking up those delicious juices, and spreading them around her tight little ass.
I use my fingers, scooping out the wine, and use it to lube her, open her up, before I deftly insert the unlit candle. I smile, and begin to rub the head of my cock, on he rpulsating twat, knowing that her desire is about to explode once more.

 

[CandideCoating]

The sound of the headboard against the wall is loud to the point of rudeness in a hotel such as this. Rhiannon bulls against her bound arms to fuck back at Roger harder.

She has turned from the witty cocktail waitress he met into a ravaging cock whore before his eyes. The unlit end of the candle sticking out of her puckered assring was so perverse, god if only he had a camera, no one was going to believe him back in England.

The bright orange candle extended a good two inches out of her sweet rear end and as he thrusted his twiching cock into her, the wick just barely brushed his tight stomach.

She was so tight it was nearly too much as he pounded her into oblivion. Finally he could resist no longer, he grabbed a thick fistful of her shiny raven hair and rammed his meat into her like it was the last pussy he'd ever get.

His come shot out in streams against her womb, and Rhiannon sighed uncontendly.

The candle actually moved, her ass was twitching that much, she moved the candle herself trying to earn her much needed release as Roger recovered from his.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I slam my dick into her, ramming it up her wanting pussy as hard as I can. I cannoit hold back, and pull hard on her hair, as i explode, and fill her with my cream.

I could see her, lovng it, the candle in her ass twitching, and I knew she needs more.
She needs me in her ass also, does my little cock whore.

I lie on her, pulling her head back, and whispering into her ear

I will release you My little slut, and you will suck Me hard again
and then
when I am hard
you will present your ass to Me
for Me to take
at My pleasure
Do you understand Me cock whore?

 

[CandideCoating]

Rhiannon's fingers tingle as the blood rushes back to them. Their newfound freedom is shortlived however.

Almost immediately following her unbinding, she spins around on the bed, her ass pointed toward the full length mirror on the adjasecent wall and her hand and mouth on Roger's suck-tastic cock.

He can clearly see the reflection of his come leaking out of her swollen pussy lips in the mirror as she bends her head and swallows his entire soft cock into her mouth.

She has all of him between her bright red lips and he can't decide which is a better view, his spent dick between her plump ruby lips, or the fruits of his labor leaking from her puffy pink ones.

Rhiannon increases the suction in her mouth with his cock, trying desperately to obey his order and revive his lovestick.

Rhiannon reaches her left hand up ever so slowly and begins to gently massage Roger's nuts. A small smile can be seen curling around the corners of her mouth as she can feel his manhood beginning to grow again.

Quickly, she hollows out her lips and graps the base of his cock hard with her right hand. She begins to rock her entire body back and forth on the bed moving her mouth over his prick.

She picks up the pace a little.

"You like that...when I fuck your cock.... with my face...don't you Sir?"

She stutters out between impaling her sweet face into his pelvis.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

"You like that...when I fuck your cock.... with my face...don't you Sir?"

"Yes Rhiannon, your Master does indeed like that, you serve Him well."

I watch her full red lips around my shaft, and see her swollen leaking twat in the mirror. Also, her delectable little ass, just begging to be fucked now.

Now you are My sex slave Rhiannon, mine to use, and abuse, as I see fit. I have a task for you. Use your hand slave, put as many fingers as you can into that tight little asshole. Open, and stretch it for Sir, so that He may take His pleasure of you. Do it as your face fucks His cock. Prepare yourself cumslut, to take Him deep."

I see her hand moving, fingers pressing into her ass, opening, relaxing, ready for my hard dick to penetrate, and take posession of.

"And now slave, turn around, present Me with My prize, and tell Me, beg Me, to take My ass, talk like the whore that you wish to be for Me. Do it well, and you shall receive your reward, fail, and be severely punished.Do it, now."