We All Wear Masks Sometimes

[cgraven]

A soft murmur and Tasha retreats further from the here and now to a place of safety of comfort. I softly nuzzle her neck; tease her ear lob with the tip of my tongue. my soft humming almost a hypnotic chant so reminiscent of a childhood lullaby.

My fingers, so light, barely touching her soft silken flesh, begin to stir. A light touch here, a loving caress there. My movements are slow, deliberate, each touch only slightly bolder, more intimate then the last. Genteelly, tenderly lovingly I slowly ignite a fire deep with in Tasha’s core and then tenderly fan the flames of her desires. They slowly seduce the frghten woman child, giving her the tender love she so wants, yet all the while arousing her.

I play Tasha’s young vulnerable, supple body like a finely tuned insrament.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

Frank's breath occasionally touches my skin, his hands graze the flesh of my arm, then my shoulder, the move as if by accident past my breasts.

Soo slowly, imperceptibly, his fingers brush my body.
His touches so light, at first unnoticed, and then as I realise that he is touching me, moving his hands over my body with more deliberation, my body is so sluggish, it seems an effort to pull away.
The touches do not alarm me.
His movements are unrushed and appear to be random;
with no plan, accidental at first and then just a natural stroking,
a stroking to soothe and ease my increasingly idolent body.

By the time I realise that his hands are moving more intimately, my body is so drugged in sensation that it is as if I am tranquillised and do not have the strength to pull away.

The touch on the arm, now moves to the breast and then finally just nudges the nipple.
I gasp, but the exclamation comes out as a moan.

Not understanding how this can be, I utter his name beseechingly.

"...Frank... ?"

Asking him in that one word to stop.
To stop the movement of his fingers.
To stop and hold me without continuing the disturbing trail of touches which are heating my body.
To stop and move his head away so I no longer feel his hot breath on my neck.

Asking him to stop and just hold me.
To give me space to make sense of the turmoil of my thoughts and reactions.

But he doesn't.

His fingers move onwards, become bolder ... but I want him to stop... don't I ... ?

 

[cgraven]

The 1st gentle brush of Tasha’s nipple brings a soft moan from her parched lips. She stirs as if to pull away but then settles deeper in to my arms, as if reluctant to leave their sheltering warmth and comfort.

"...Frank... ?"

Tasha’s voice so soft and pleading but pleading for what? Pleading for me to stop or to continue. No matter for I have lit the fire of her desire and now I will claim the prize, for she excites me so. So weak and vulnerable, yet a strength that causes admiration for this young beauty. Each brush of my fingers, across her taunt nipples, her arms, down along the flat firm plane of her abdomen speak of my love and desire for her.

“Tasha”

My voice so soft husky, moist and hot my breath on her neck. I kiss the beating pulse, it throbs under my lips, and my tongue slides over the life beat in it. My fingers now so gently brush the silken fleece of her “Venus Mound.” So light is the touch it is hard to know if it is real or imagined.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

I lean into Frank's body, sinking against him for support.
His arms surround me.
His warmth, his scent envelop me.
I feel the hard outline of his torso against my back.
His arms brush against my arms, my breasts.
His fingers move teasingly, cirling my breasts, then slip slowly downwards to dance over my abdomen.

“Tasha ... ”

Frank's voice is husky, his breath on my neck as he utters my name.
Desire and longing .... mine or his...?
I hear the echo to my own exclamation.

His mouth brushes my neck.
I breathe raggedly.
His tongue moves lapping, tasting my skin,
leaving a warm wet trail in its wake.

My head drops back on his shoulder;
my body turns upwards.
My eyes open, yet I cannot see only feel and sense him.
I sense his proximity,
I sense his mouth moving closer,

My body jumps as his mouth closes takes my neck again.
A tremor of runs through me.
I feel a spark of awareness between my legs.
The intensity of this next stage of Frank's sweet assault is unexpected.

Now.. now is the time I must pull away before...

... before this langorous warmth suffuses my entire body...

 

[cgraven]

Step by slow step this soft caring assault continues on my sweet little Tasha. Her breathing ragged with pen up desire as her body slowly but definitely responds, her head nestled against my shoulder, her body now arching to my tender caresses, the playful seductive motions of my fingers.

They are the lightest of touches as they idly tease and play in her golden fleece so soft and silken to the touch. Then lower they travel to dance along the smooth velvet skin of Tasha’s upper thigh slowly working to her sensitive inner thigh, gently encouraging her to part them and give me access to the treasure I seek.

Light feathery kisses along her neck, my lips following the pulse of life that beats there up once again to tease, and delight her as I nibble on her ear lob gently suckling it as I draw it between my lips.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

But I don't pull away...

The moment passes and still I am locked in his embrace.
The touch, which was the merest hint of a butterfly's touch beats its wing and flutters idolently teasing and igniting my core.

Just as the fire is lit the source flies away.
The touch is now on my thigh.
The feeling of his fingers as they trail idly on my soft skin.
I take a shuddering breath as they journey with idle strokes, until they insinuate themselves between my thighs.

All the while, Frank continues to tease my neck.
His breath, the soft touch of his lips as he gently sucks my senstive flesh.
He moves along urging higher.. higher.. until arriving at my ear and closes his hot, wet mouth about my sensitive lobe.
He pulls at my flesh, grazing it lightly with his teeth and sucks harder, elliciting a helpless moan from my lips.

My body gives itself up to the sensuous workings of his mouth and fingers.
My head moves back, my legs part, all unconscious acts of surrender.
I hoarse exclamation, a denial is torn from my lips..

"Ohh.... God.... Frank.. no... "

As I arch in response to his never ending seduction.

 

[cgraven]

A shuddering breath held then released, as my fingers tease, so light their dance of seduction. A helpless moan of pure pleasure escapes Tasha’s lips as I claim her earlobe nibbling suckling igniting fires that Tasha body eagerly embraces as she melts deeper into my arms. Tasha’s body has surrender, now it longs for her fate, yet her mind still half heartily makes a protest as she arch to my touch.

"Ohh.... God.... Frank.. no... "

Even as she pleads no my fingers dance along her rose pink labia already silken and moist with the 1st drops of Tasha’s sweet nectar. They lightly graze her throbbing clit.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

As my body arches Frank's hand moves down and closes about my folds.
I gasp, but he caresses, squeezes, flicking his fingers as I shamefully move my body towards his hand ...

He accomodatingly stimulates my mound as I press against him.
Shocked by the sensations, my hoarse plea, punctuated by a ragged breath meets his ears.

".... Frank... please... "

Now even I do not know if I am begging for release or fulfilment.
He merely soothes me;

"Shhhh..."

As he sucks my earlobe, whispering against my ear, his hot breath making me shiver.

His hand moves to my breast, capturing it and imprisoning a nipple.
Still his hand moves between my legs, touching freely, fanning the flames that heat my core.

My legs fall apart and he supports me as I collapse against him.

I lay helplessly in his sensuous embrace.

 

[cgraven]

Poor little Tasha is lost her body arching to my touch she trusts her hips forward to meet my light touches no longer retreating but now demanding the pleasure they bring her. Yet her mind confused by the wanton reactions of her body still forces her lips to form the deep hoarse throaty plea.

".... Frank... please... "

Yet that plea is punctuated by her soft lustful moans.

"Shhhh..."

My voice is at her ear, my breath hot and sweet. Her body collapses on to my hand as it slowly tease her clit. The other claiming a taunt tortured nipple rolling it between thumb and fore finger. That maddening sweet caress of her clit now slips pass the guardian to find the little rough patch in her moist vagina and teases that spot into a maddening delight as Tasha titters on the brink of orgasm. He holds her ther for what seems to be eternity then nudges her over the edge to a wild world of wanton pleasure a she drenches that hand with her sweet youthful nectar.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

My body lays in Frank's hands; offered up, with no more strength to fight the urges he has ignited.

It feels as if his hands are all over me, though in truth he merely continues torturing my hardened nipple and squeezing my breast.
His other hand slips lower and moves beyond my entrance, claiming my moist channel.

I cry out and weakly struggle to free his hand, but he is buried in me and begins to move his hand inside me, his finger flicking my clit then dipping into me once more.

He holds my body securely as he works me.
All I can think of is his finger moving.
He slips another finger downwards, grazing my sensitive folds as I moan helplessly.
I move towards his hand, urging his maddening touch deeper, yet he holds off and strokes lightly once more.

Again and again he circles, bringing me to a peak of longing and then with the merest grazing within my entrance retreats once more.

With each increasing frustration I move my hips, but am held back by his hand on my breast, his mouth suckling my neck and the deft movement of his hand as it teases, yet ensures that fulfilment eludes me.

My body is aflame.
Unheeding I arch time and again, until finally Frank allows me to capture his illusive touch and closes his hand over my mound, holding me there, immobile, his fingers about my soft moistness, as I quiver and ache at being so repressed.

My need builds until I gasp out his name.

"Frank... !"

In response to my unmistakeble plea for release he thrusts his fingers into me, working rapidly, taking possession of me.

I ride his fingers desparately.
He holds my body as I impale myself again and again on those digits then feel them squeezing, pinching, swirling.
I work faster urging him to push into me hard and deep.

At last I give a sharp cry as my body convulses.
My thighs spasm as I clamp down on Frank's fingers;
the fingers that have claimed me so thoroughly.
I suck him into my core as my juices pour forth, drenching them with the essence of my womanhood.

I gasp with the intensity of my orgasm.
The tremor runs throughout my body leaving me dizzy and helpless.
I collapse against him, dazed and incoherent, my body trembling as shocks continue to dance between my breasts, neck and much used pussy...

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Picture of poor lil' Tasha attatched...

OOC:

Finally found an AV that shows how I imagine Tasha to be...

 

[cgraven]

OOC: Um like your Tasha!!!!!!

IC:

Tasha need builds her body arches to me a breathless plea.

"Frank... !"

Her young body, hungers for fulfillment and I give her the release so desperately seeks. Tasha gives a sharp cry of delight her muscles trap my fingers deep with in her. She is spent the emotions and tram of the last few days claiming the last of her physical and mental reserves.

Tasha collapses into my arms only half conscious now. I sweep her limp form into my arms cradle her close to me and my lips claim her parched lips in a deep tender kiss. I carry her to the lone cot and as our kiss breaks my lips and mouth replace my fingers and I drive Tasha towards another orgasm leaving her now time to recover. Building the ecstasy on the first. Her sweet nectar my reward.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

My body slips downwards as Frank withdraws his fingers.
I feel the wet heat from my body and the throbbing of my pussy, but can neither move or do more than moan softly as my body continues to tremble.

Frank's arms wrap round my body as I am swung up into his arms.
They hold me tightly against him.
My eyes are closed.
I feel his hard chest beneath my cheek and smell his scent as I pant, trying in vain to clear my head.
His lips move with a warm tenderness against mine.
His breath is hot as his tongue flicks across my lips.
I murmur hoarsey, barely able to respond, my head lying limply against him.

He carries me, lowers my body, depositing me onto what seems a soft bed.
I sink down, my body relaxing into the fabric beneath me.
As his lips leave mine, I sigh in relief.

The sigh turns into a strangled cry.

“Godddddd!”

My body arches involuntarily as I feel his hot breath now between my legs.
I emit another shocked exclamation as that flicking tongue is now pushed deeply into me.

Never has any man carried out the act that Frank now performs on my helpless body.

I lay half conscious as he pulls my legs still wider and pushes his head into me.
His hot wet tongue laps, probes;
His sucks greedily;
His teeth graze and finally bite.

I thrash wildly, ineffectually, my legs pushed open to dangle on either side of the narrow bed.
Frank is careless of my response.
Easily he imprisons my body:
His hands about my ass pull me towards his hungry mouth.
With the thoroughness of a wild animal, he eats me so completely.

My wimpers and pleas are replaced soon replaced with the squeal which is wrenched from me as I cumm long and hard;
Even then Frank continues to devour me.

The sweet torture seems unending
I am a limp puppet, unable to move, unable to react now, save for soft moans, I am not even aware of making.
The tremors in my body work independently from my brain.
My mind is blank, my senses pushed beyond their limit;

I lay drifiting out of consciousness …

And still Frank’s mouth consumes my cunt….

 

[cgraven]

My mouth devours Tasha’s sweet essence lapping greedily ever drop of her sweet nectar. Her body arches to me, thrashes at 1st to escape then to revel in the hot lusty passion my mouth draws froth from her body. A continual chant of sighs, gasp, and throaty moans escape Tasha’s lips as I submit her to the most delightful of tortures.

She lays there limp spent her body quivering in delight, her eyes closed in dreamy peaceful fulfillment my lips make a slow sensual ascent of her nubile body stopping here and there to keep the fires of her forbidden pleasure blazing. Each taunt nipple in its turn is pleased and torture, intensely suckled, nibbled, and bitten, up the long ivory column of her neck light kisses playful nips. My mouth claims hers, my tongue slides across her parched lips, delves into the sweetness of her mouth. My hands slowly draw hers above her head each wrist captured in a restraint. Tasha’s long slender neck encircled by a leather collar and golden chain. My lips move down Tasha’s body her inner thigh I nip and lick, all the way down to her toes and each dainty toe is suckled and each ankle imprisoned in is own restraint. Tasha lies there bound and truly helpless a victim of her bodies bedrail. She is just easing down from the heights of her last climax as I kiss her deeply again, then firry kisses trace the line of her jaw my tongue flick out to tease her ear, my finger roles her swollen throbbing clit under its pad and plays along her puffy labia. My voice is soft, my berth hot and moist as I whisper.


“Ummmmm Tasha tell me did you enjoy that my dear.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

My body is inert, my head spinning, heady with the repeated spasming of my body.
I sigh heavily and try to catch my breath; my breasts heaving as I lay spent on the cot, my flushed body lit by the garish light illuminating my prison.

His lips still do not leave my body.
He is merciless.
More gently now, his lips move over my body, tasting, lapping, sampling.
Unable to move, my head thrashes from side to side, murmuring faint protests, hardly able to bare these fleeting touches on my over-sensitised skin.

Again, just as I can take no more, Frank closes his mouth on my nipple.

“No… please… ohh… noo…. “

My hoarse plea becomes more desperate as he increases the intensity of his mouth’s assault; tongue and teeth and mouth claim my helpless body once more.
My head spins and I’m filled with a disorientating dizziness.
Frank works his way up towards my neck, kissing, nipping until finally he takes my mouth;
the tongue darts forward raping the moist cavern beyond my lips, mirroring the assault he has carried out between my legs, along my whole body.

Frank takes my unresisting arms and repositions them above my head.
Like a weary doll, I cannot evade his touch, cannot summon the strength to move my hands back to my sides when he releases them.
I lay sprawled, my arms laid above my head, legs either side of the bed as again I feel him move steadily downwards.
His tongue trails wetly leaving its mark along the length of my motionless body.
As if from a distance I feel him move his head betweeb my thighs.
I lose track of his actions, until my awareness swims back into focus as I feel his mouth on my feet, suckling each toe …

Taking advantage of his distance from my body I take a ragged breath and force myself to begin to spiralling fall downwards from the heights of the continual arousal I have been subjected to.

I sigh; finally free to allow my body to relax, to let out the tension still held in my spasming muscles.
I breathe out deeply, slowly, but my eyes fly open as I find his mouth upon mine again, sucking in my breath, then moving swiftly to kiss my jaw, my ear, the tongue once again softly unrelenting.

I moan exhaustedly as once more I feel his fingers tease between my legs.
I feel as if I cannot survive another onslaught.
I must summon the strength the shield myself from him.
With effort I move to lower my hands and to push his head freeing my ear from his tongue’s attack.
At the same time I try to close my legs, to try to limit his access to the over-stoked fires of my core.

Only then do I realise that I am restrained.

I look up in renewed panic as I pull weakly at the ties, which hold me in position.

My eyes wide open now, I look at Frank.
His eyes are level with mine as he drags his tongue up my neck and whispers softly in my ear;

“Ummmmm Tasha tell me did you enjoy that my dear.”

His hot breath makes me shudder in aroused revulsion.
His eyes rake over my tethered body.
I turn my head away from him.
I am filled with shame and disgust, at him, at myself.
My body shakes, vulnerable and fearful.
I am not only at his mercy now, but at the mercy of my own depraved passions.
I shake my head speechlessly, but know that I cannot deny the response of my body…

 

[cgraven]

All too late my little captive realizes she is bound totally at my mercy. Her breathing ragged, her body glimmering in the harsh industrial lighting, bathed in a fine sheen of sweat. Her ragged pleading is so delightful; it thrills me, and only enhances the inevitable outcome.

“No… please… ohh… noo…. “

My mouth feasts on this innocent teenager the only response that she will have till I am satisfied her body is well conditioned to the intense joy I give it, with just a taste of pain the two so inseparable in the spiraling world of intense sensations.

Again I assault her with the question that begs the truth, a truth she can not deny.

“Ummmmm Tasha tell me did you enjoy that my dear”

Tasha’s firm tempting, supple body quivers and shutters with her waning climax. My fingers play with her clit as she shakes her head.

“Now, now Tasha your body say something quite different love.”


My voice is as soft as midnight velvet at her ear. That finger that keeps her on the very edge of yet another orgasm runs the length of her moist warm pussy collecting in its wake her sweet youthful nectar the free flowing passion even she can not deny. My finger slides across her parched lips involuntarily her tongue seeks the refreshing moisture and I smile as Tasha tastes her own passion.

“Tasha why blush, there is no need for shame, you are a prisoner, a helpless captive, you are, free to enjoy this exquisite pleasure with no blame. It was not your choice, not your fault my little dove.”

I let my words slowly entwine ther silken threads around her confused mind. I praise he, now brave she has been how she is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen, my body is pressed close to hers on the narrow cot. My hands now ease her back from the brink of another orgasm back slowly to where she can relax again, but close enough that I can again at will plunge her into another orgasm again and again till the pleasure itself becomes a delightful torture.

“Tasha there is an freedom in being bound , where the decisions are not yours, where you are free to enjoy with out guilt or regret. Free to just simply enjoy all that your body desiers…………………..Now tell me what do want me to do to you next, shall I fill you with my essence till you scream your pleasure aloud or do you want to relax rest, sleep?”

Again I pause as I hold out the chance for Tasha to slip from her reality to soothing sleep

“All you have to do is make love to me with your sweet mouth then you can rest”.

I wait her answer, knowing Tasha has no real choice.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

“Now, now Tasha your body say something quite different love.”

Frank’s voice at my ear is gently mocking, secure in the knowledge of my body’s response and pleasure.
Even as I shake my head, more forcibly, my lips part to moan softly as his finger once more insinuates itself amongst my moist folds.

”… no…. “

My voice whimpers as I turn my head, the only part of my body I can move in response to his touches.
His moist finger grazes my lips, my tongue flicks …then I realise all to late what it is I have tasted.
My cheeks flush hotly as his eyes knowing eyes hold mine.

“Tasha why blush, there is no need for shame,
you are a prisoner, a helpless captive, you are free,
free to enjoy this exquisite pleasure with no blame.”

I watch his face, listen to his words.
The truth in them rings true.
None of this is my fault.
I have been imprisoned and now tied down….
No one could blame me… anyone would succumb under such torturous stimulation…

”It was not your choice, not your fault my little dove.”

The endearment is almost loving, easing the aching guilt in my mind.
My self-disgust eases slightly as he takes responsibility for all that he has done to me.
Somehow I know this reasoning is perverted and somehow wrong, but it is all my mind can grasp out right now.

His arms go round me and hold me.
He whispers soft comforting words.
Words of praise..

“.. so strong little Tasha… so brave… so fearless… so beautiful sweetheart… “

Snatches of his words fill my brain… I smile softly as the movement of his hand eases and I relax into the soft mattress…

The fingers in me stroke.. softly…. gently… again and again until it seems natural to have his fingers inserted between my legs… to feel them caress my folds, to graze my entrance…
I become accustomed to their presence and relax, becoming still… accepting the intimacy…

As if pleased with my acceptance, he smiles down and speaks with the patience of a father:

“Tasha there is an freedom in being bound,
where the decisions are not yours,
where you are free to enjoy with out guilt or regret.
Free to just simply enjoy all that your body desires.”

My eyes are on his, drinking in his words, wanting to be convinced.
Still that smoothly hypnotic voice speaks evenly, adding a strange normality to the one-sided conversation we are having, acknowledging, but negating the fact I am bound and helpless.

”...Now tell me what do want me to do to you next,
shall I fill you with my essence till you scream your pleasure aloud or do you want to relax rest, sleep?”

My eyes open wide in shock at the first option and relief as I crave the latter.
Even as I utter my request…

“.. sleep.. please let me… sleep… “

His voice continues…

“All you have to do is make love to me with your sweet mouth then you can rest”

He looks down at me.
I stare up horrified, hardly able to believe I heard right.
To demand such an act… an act I had little experience with…
I knew about … it ... of course and had once been intrigued enough to be persuaded to kiss.. and lick ...and flick the end of his …
I had not been repulsed or turned on by … the act… and had not repeated my … explorations…

I raise my eyes uncertainly, knowing that Frank would demand more than such tentative advances, but how could I even be thinking this way, even be considering doing this with Frank… !

I close my eyes, trying to blot out the thoughts I’m having.

”Tasha… you do want to rest..?”

His voice holds the tone of patient enquiry.
His eyes ever watchful, noting every expression…
I open my eyes to meet his.
I nod indicating I want to rest:
Then despite myself I find myself confessing my inexperience…

“..but.. I can’t.. I.. I’ve never… “

I break off in shameful confusion…

 

[cgraven]

Tasha’s low husky moans tell me this is what she needs to hear, it is not her fault, not her responsibility, and her body relaxes opening itself bit by bit to my intimate caresses. Her every never is alive, on fire, supersensitive, every caress, touch, a thousand fold more pleasurable, and Tasha slowly surrenders to these pleasures that engulf her..

Rest, which she now craves as much as the pleasure. Her young body now willing arches to my caresses , rest the carrot, which will lead her to perform her first act of true submission.

She nods yes, so child like, a desire to please deep with in her. Her eyes open wide, searching mine, a bit lost, yet longing for the promised rest.

“..but.. I can’t.. I.. I’ve never… “

Tasha blushes deeply at the confession of her innocents. My smile is tender as my hand strokes her hair. My voice ever soft, seductive, hypnotic and tinged with parental concern.

“Tasha that is all right I will instruct you. I know you will do your best my sweet dove. For you are a good girl.

Slowly I instruct Tasha, her pink little tongue reaches out so shyly touch the tip of my cock. I praise her as she slowly follows my instructions.

“Yes Tasha that’s right just like that………Oh you are such a good girl and you please me so..”

I slowly guide Tasha in the arts of oral sex and am pleased with her efforts as slowly more of my throbbing cock enters her innocent mouth , I smile at her my hands ideally cresses her body keeping my dove on the edge of climax.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

I close my eyes in shame and feel his hand on my hair.
Opening them slowly I look up at him and see his tender smile as he strokes my hair gently.
I tremble as he speaks softly, soothing me …

“Tasha that is all right I will instruct you.
I know you will do your best my sweet dove.
For you are a good girl."

I shake my head, whispering childishly,

”But… I.. I .. don’t want to…. “”

I know “good girls” would not allow this to happen, yet, his praise still rings in my head.

He moves his shaft towards me and I pull against my bonds, unable to move away.
Frank croons, repeating the words he used before…

”… that’s right Tasha.. remember… you are a prisoner, a helpless captive ..”

I lay still as his cock moves across my lips, keeping my head still whilst he brushes the tip along my lips. I shiver and look up meeting his eyes.
He tells me to move my tongue out to flick the end.
Without realising I dart my tongue out and gently lap his tip.

” “Yes Tasha that’s right just like that………Oh you are such a good girl and you please me so..”

He encourages me to move my tongue along his shaft, to explore more freely.
I move my tongue once more and lap more slowly about his cock head and run tentatively along his length.
He moves onto the narrow cot and holds his cock closer over my face, within reach of the tongue which flicks and laps following his instructions…
My touches seem to stimulate him and I watch as his cock becomes still more rigid, and twitches beneath my light, experimental touches.

Again his cock is back playing upon my lips.
I moan softly, somehow turned on by the sight of him as he straddles me.
Only then do I realise that his hands are creeping behind to squeeze my breasts and pull at my nipples… as he outlines my soft lips with his manhood.

I blush deeply as I react to the combined stimulation.

“Now my little dove, you have no choice but to pleasure me with your sweet mouth… “

With those words, he pushes between my lips and as I gasp, he enters slowly and fills my mouth with his hard throbbing cock.
My lips surround his shaft as I feel it slipping into my mouth.
I suck tentatively, running my tongue around it, amazed at how large it feels.
Slowly he rocks… small thrusting movements to allow his shaft to move in and out over my lips…
My tongue flicks and I move my mouth to suckle him.

”A good start.. now…. “

Franks words are whispered as he gazes down at me.
Again his length eases into me, but this time his length seems endless.
Realising belatedly that so far he had merely been feeding me half of his shaft…

With murmured words he pushes forward burying the entirety of his length in me, holding it immobile, against the back of my throat.
Totally gagged as his cock takes ownership of my mouth, I raise panicked eyes to him
I shiver as I see the smouldering lust in the gaze he gives me in return…

 

[cgraven]

The velvet tip of my throbbing manhood glides across Tasha’s full ripe lips, they shimmer, with the fist drops of pre cum, moisten by it , as her tongue tastes me. A moan and the head slips between her innocent lips. Her lips oval, surrounding, suckling me, her tongue delighting me, as Tasha follows my directions, no resistance, just meek demure obedience.

My soft subtitle words free Tasha from any guilt as she obeys me. My good girl yielding to the pleasurable assault of her breasts, nipples and mouth. Words of praise, words of her beauty, words of how she please me all weave together as I slowly fill her mouth till at last that velvet helmet rest at the back of Tasha’s throat. She gags, her tongue swirls around my cock as she starts to panic, and there is lust in my eyes, as hers meet mine. I am tempted to brutally take her but my eyes soften, and I with draw a bit as Tasha catches her breath,

“Relax my Dove you are such a good girl, relax and open your throat to me.”

I again instruct Tasha, praise her. tell her how she excites and pleases me. My manhood is smeared with her pale lipstick as I take her innocents. I smile gently down at her, as I start to slowly drive deeper into her mouth and throat always parsing her , yet now mixing in words of love for my captive beauty imprisoning her mind and will as well as her supple body.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

The raw lust in Frank’s eyes frightens me.
I tense knowing that any minute he will ram his cock into me and rape my mouth.
My eyes widen in fear and even as I try helplessly to cry out, his expression softens and he reaches out to stroke my hair soothingly.

“Relax my Dove you are such a good girl, relax and open your throat to me.”

I calm gradually as Frank strokes my hair.
His fingers are gentle, his gaze soft and paternal, yet all the time his cock fills my mouth filling me to the back of my throat.
My mind tries to make sense of it all.
I know somehow that this is all wrong and grossly perverted; yet I allow myself to be calmed and relax as he croons soft words of comfort and praise.

He tells me how I excite him, how beautiful I am, how innocent, how he cannot help but take me and yet how it is not my fault, no blame…
His cock begins to rock slowly.
His hand is no longer on my hair, but moves once more to my breasts.
Both his hands caress and squeeze as his cock fucks my mouth slowly.
He smiles softly.

”That’s right Tasha … yes sweetheart… I have to take you like this … you see that don’t you … “

His cock moves in me and as I listen to his words my tongue flicks and I suck gently at first, then as he praises me, more deliberately.

”Yes.. Tasha.. yes… good girl… “

He croons as he moves hypnotically in and out of my mouth.
Gradually Frank increases, the speed and the force of his assault.
His hands on my breasts squeeze roughly.
They move to pinch and twist the nipples.
I try to cry out, but his now enormous cock gags me thoroughly.

My body shudders as I lay tied and helpless on the bed as this man straddles me forcing his cock again and again into my mouth.
My face flames with shame.

”Ssshhhh Tasha…. “

His voice continues.

He tells me I have no choice.
I know he is raping my mouth.
I’m a tied captive.
Yet I am ashamed.
Ashamed at the arousal I feel.
Ashamed by the heat which is coursing through my body.
Ashamed that I am beginning to want his praise, to want to please him…

 

[cgraven]

I smile as Tasha tongue flicks out, suck gently at first, then as my words of praises spin a web that perverts the truth and ensnares her mind and will, Tasha mouth comes alive and willingly, more deliberately, she please me her cheeks blush crimson, in shame yet her eyes ask if she pleases me.

My hand strokes her hair in tender caresses, the other fondling her breasts and nipples loving teasing coupled with sharps pinches. Tasha’s body is engulfed in a thousand sensual pleasures. Her mind ensnared in a web of praises for her efforts at pleasing me, always the underlying theme that she is guiltless just a innocent prisoner with no option but to obey. My hips rock forward to meet Tasha’s greedily sucking mouth. As she spirals ever downward, abounding her will to mine I slip the bonds that hold her wrist and ankles bond, the only restraints now the leather collar and chain, my words of praise and absolution, I smile Tasha hardly notices her new freedom, Yet uses it to be come more comfortable as she please me with her mouth.

“Tasha you are a very good girl and you do please me so. “


I watch and there seems to be a slight curve of a smile at the corner of her ova led lips that are wrapped around my cock as it slides in and out of her innocent throat.

“Umm yes Tasha suck harder I wish to come in your mouth now dear, … Be my good girl.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

On and on his cock moves in my mouth.
My head spins with the sensations of his hot pulsating shaft as he uses my mouth so thoroughly.
His pace seems to quicken. I suck him deeply into me.
His cock head hits the back of my throat now as I struggle to take him fully into my mouth.

Only half aware that the bonds have been released on my wrists, I move my hands downwards to let the blood flow more freely through my limbs and grasp the bed as I tilt my head back accepting the forceful thrust of his cock.
Somehow it does not enter my head to reach out and pull him away from me.

The ties on my ankles are slipped away, I flex my legs, yet I still I remain in the same position, with my legs spread almost as widely on the bed.
Again I do not think to kick and buck to throw Frank off me as his straddling body rocks as he continues pushing himself into my mouth.

His praise is immediate.

“Tasha you are a very good girl and you do please me so. “

His words send a jolt of awareness through me.
I am Frank’s good girl.
Though I know this is wrong, it is what I must do.
I’m a prisoner and helpless and forced to obey, must obey, I tell myself.
My mouth moves eagerly now as he whispers.

“Umm yes Tasha suck harder I wish to come in your mouth now dear,
… Be my good girl.”

A moan locks in my throat as my mouth works hotly to suck and suck ... harder and harder.

His force seems to increase.
Over and over he hits the back of my throat and I feel his cock slip downwards as if I am swallowing him.
I gasp helplessly as he raises his hips and pushes so deeply.

He seems to grunt as he pushes in short stabs into my mouth.

”Yes… good… good girl… take it Tasha…. Suck me…”

His words of encouragement are growled out with each forward thrust then punctuated by a pause as he paritally withdraws way then repeats his fucking movement and buries himself still deeper into me.

Obediently, my mouth works, trying to draw his cock inwards.
Trying to continue the hot moist pressure of my mouth around his hugely pulsating shaft.
I run a tongue along the throbbing flesh of the organ, which now possesses my once innocent mouth.

I grasp the bed with my now free hands as I feel his cock pulsate and jump.
His balls are now on my chin.
I’m half smothered as he pushes his body forward and tenses.
I realise he is about to release his cumm into my throat…

 

[cgraven]

My words warp slowly around Tasha’s mind reliving her of her guilt, enforcing that she is just a captive, setting her free to enjoy forbidden pleasures. The scarlet leather collar dances on her slender neck as she eagerly suckles my cock Tasha’s hands are free, her ankles free, yet her legs stay luridly spread.

She shifts slightly as her hands knot into the sheets, my words passionate grunts as my heavily laden sac slaps Tasha’s chin.

“You please me so Tasha, you are my “Good girl”, and you’re the best…….OH GOD YOU THRILL ME TASHA”

I scream my delight as my cock erupts deep with in her virgin mouth my fingers entwined in her hair. Kisses cover her silken hair as my cock spasms in her mouth my praise of her beauty and how she pleases me gush and flow over her as my cum fills Tasha’s throat and mouth.

“You are indeed my “Very Good Girl.”


I pause. And I smile into Tasha’s eyes my pleasure and pride for her performance shine there for her to see more dramatic then any spoke word.


“Rest now my dear for we have just begun our time tighter. I know you will please me more…….. for you’re my Very good girl”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

I’m barely half aware of the collar at my neck, my only restraint now.
My hands grasp the bed, the sheets, my body stretches, both legs still drawn to the corners of the bed as if they were being pulled apart, but in truth they are free, their movement of my choosing.

All I can focus on is Frank’s cock forcing its way into my throat.
I’m helpless.
My ties are no longer physical.
It is Frank’s voice that binds me, Frank’s praise.
I want to please him. I want to be good for him.

This man, my captor moves above me, stuffing himself into my mouth.
The grunts of his arousal, the grunts of his effort fill my ears, even as his words continue on and on.

“You please me so Tasha…
… you are my “Good girl”, and you’re the best…….”

On and on his praise continues until the throbbing of his cock turns to a violent spasm and I feel him pouring into my mouth, my throat with a triumphant cry:

”OH GOD YOU THRILL ME TASHA!”

His hands are in my hair, winding round my wild tresses and drawing me onto his shaft.
The head of his cock pushes into my throat as he pours his seed into me.
I struggle to swallow, gagging as he cumms so violently, taking total possession of my once innocent mouth.

His kisses are showered on my hair.
His words of endearment and praise continual.

“You are indeed my “Very Good Girl.”

Endlessly it seems he uses my mouth, pumping the eternal torrent of his seed into me.

Finally he draws back and smiles into my eyes.
His expression is warm, proud, possessive…
I look up bewildered, amazed at what I have allowed him to do to me.
The feelings he caused seem unreal and unnatural and yet he made me want that…
Too exhausted to sort it all out in my mind I give a shuddering sigh, my whole body trembling.

Perceptive as ever, he smiles benevolently.

“Rest now my dear for we have just begun our time together.
I know you will please me more…….. for you’re my Very good girl”

I nod and close my eyes.

The words telling me that our time together has just begun drift out of focus.
All I can hear is that I am his “Very good girl”.

If I have pleased him, he must let me go soon, my clouded brain assures me as I fall into an exhausted sleep.
I am consoled by the thought that whatever just happened… it will all soon be over…