We All Wear Masks Sometimes

[cgraven]

There is a contented shy smile on Tasha’s sweet lips, pouty, moist and even know so inviting,. She is curled up like a little kitten her berthing deep and even.

My mind relives the sight of this innocent young girl greedily nursing my cock, desperately try to swallow every last drop of my seed, the joy in her young eyes as I praise her

Tasha’s only restraint the slender collar of her servitude, the silver chain that binds her here, a reminder of her new status. But more than collar and chain it is my will and words that bind my sweet Tasha. Our time together has just started, her training in the realm of pleasing me just begun. By the time she leaves here she will leave as my property her only concern pleasing me or those I chose to let enjoy her young supple body, yet that is in the future. Now to let her rest let her youthful body refresh its self.




I wake Tasha smile welcomes my blurry eyes as she sleeps.

” Ah Tasha, you have rested enough, it is time for your next lesson. Which of your charms will I claim next your virginity, or your sweet butter ass? Decission, decissons.’

I muse to myself.

Ah first to wake sweet Tasha and rekindle the pleasure that she has come to want, no need.

Slowly my hands caress her sleeping form, their touch light and feathery, finger tips barely grazing her ivory skin, they revisit all the little secret spot that so enflame Tasha with pleasure and wanton lust. Lips now join fingers in the delightful torment and seduction of this sleeping beauty.

She stirs more asleep than awake and again my words of love, praise, and pride in her slowly creep into her subconscious mind their tendrils curling around her will bending it to mine. A gasp, a sigh, then a moan, the first pearly dew drops of Tasha’s sweet nectar glisten and I catch them with my taunting tongue.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

My sleep is deep.
Exhaustion takes over.
I escape from the reality of my situation letting sleep refresh my mind, my senses …
The blissful solitude of my unconsciousness is intruded upon.

Slowly.. gradually … the dream unravels my senses.
Once again my body feels a hand upon it… the touch light… stroking my form.
Gradually I uncurl from my self-protective foetal position.. opening as a flower does to the sun.
Soundly I slumber on… the touches move and tease…
Soft murmurs now announce the content of my dreams…
I stretch.. feeling a sensitivity about my breasts…. A warmth a wetness between my legs…
I gasp then moan softly, my legs part slightly, my channel aches as if teased by hot breath and a tongue dipping into my moist folds…

Whisperings… words… again and again…
The feeling of being loved…
My ever-increasing arousal…
My body and mind hypnotised as my body quivers.
I give a soft sigh as I feel the soft caresses on my hair, hot breath on my neck and murmured words in my ears…

“Tasha… Tasha… “

The voice chants coaxingly.

”Good.. so very good… my good girl… “

I moan loudly as my awareness of the stimulation of my body increases.
I stir… my eyes open… I look about dazedly…
I move to sit up, but a silver chain prevents me.. I feel the soft collar about my neck.
Still disorientated, I struggle to remember where I am and what is happening.
Even as my memory returns I feel his tongue dipping into me, tasting me…

”Frank!!”

I cry out half in terror, half in arousal…
I watch his head lift up from its nest between my legs, his hands move to my breasts.
I look up helplessly.
Now I am awake, I realise that the dream I found so tantalising was in fact the beginnings of another nightmare!
I had hoped he would let me go now, but as I watch his face as he draws close to me again, I know that I am still to be his prisoner…

 

[cgraven]

Each caress of my fingers, each hot sensual kiss, is rewarded. Tasha slowly uncurls her supple ,nubile, form . Soft murmurings become gaps of pleasure, moans of delight . Her legs open and Tasha’s hips arch to my mouth. Her mind and will ensnared in the words of praise, love and pride.

Tasha’s eyes flutter open, she is dazed, unsure of where she is what is happening to her voice a whisper at first a smile as she is drawn once again to the brink of ecstasy.

”Frank!!”

Tasha’s cry half in terror, half in arousal, and awareness . She watches wide eyed, My head lift from its nest between Tasha’s glistening thighs, hands move to her taunt nipples, her heaving breasts. Tasha looks up helplessly, she watches mesmerized, my face drawing closer to her again, my tongue mouth and teeth claiming her innocent sex, lashing her blood engorged clit and plunging Tasha over the edge once more into euphoric , bliss and ecstasy as again she quivers in the intensity of her orgasm.

Greedily I sup on her nectar. I raise my face again and smile.

“Morning Tasha”

I hold her eyes and continue to wring pleasure from her till she whimpers in her joy, till her face blushes crimson with her shame.

“Ummm you taste so sweet Tasha, you are so very good to feed me your sweet nectar, “

I pause.

“You are my very good girl….. Now how will you please me this morning shall you chose or shall I my sweet?”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

Franks hands pull roughly at my already erect nipples and heavily full breasts.
My body had already been thoroughly stimulated before I was fully conscious.
I stare at him, unable to stop the heat shooting through my body.
I watch as Frank smirks and lowers his head once again between my thighs.

Part of me detests him, hates him so intently, yet why does my body react so wantonly?
I hate what he does to me.
I hate what he makes me do, yet his touches, his demands, bring me to peaks I had never dreamed I could experience.

Again and again, Frank’s tongue lashes my clit, my folds and finally pushes in to tongue fuck me sooo thoroughly.
I arch and moan as he grabs my ass and pushes his face hard against me, trying to bury himself inside me.
I feel his teeth as they graze then bite.
His nose pushes and nudges.
I hear the slurping sucking noises that he makes as he eats me greedily.

Unable to hold back I tense my body and cumm in a shuddering orgasm.
My scream echoing round the sparsely furnished room.
I wimper as Frank laps and sucks and drains me of my juices, careless of my sensitivity, on and on as if he would drink me until I were dry…

Finally having eaten and drunk to his satisfaction, he raises his face and smiles down as my body continues to quiver in aftershock.

“Morning Tasha”

His first words to me.
Speaking to me after having taken me first!
My cheek already crimson with lustful heat, now burns with shame.
Shame at being used so … shame at my inability to hold back from such torture.
Lazily he moves his hand up to tweak a nipple roughly, letting his fingers lazily glide from one breast to the other…
He watches, as one would watch an animal in a laboratory, watches for my reactions.
His other hand plays between my legs.
Fingers probing, swirling, teasing… he drags a nail across my clit just as he drags a nail across my nipple…
My whimpers turn to a gasp and a moan…
His eyes hold mine as he watches.
Every sound I make, every move, he sees.
Shame fills me as he watches in detachment, as if I were a play thing, a toy…

Just as I think I can take no more, he speaks.

“Ummm you taste so sweet Tasha, you are so very good to feed me your sweet nectar, “

Still his fingers work on my body, lightly now.
I listen to his words. He implies I had a choice.
He took my “nectar” I tell myself, yet I know that I offered it up to him yet again.
He pauses, as if to let that fact sink in.

“You are my very good girl…..
Now how will you please me this morning shall you chose or shall I my sweet?”

I moan as he roughly pushes three fingers into me.
His finger and thumb pinch my right nipple.
I want to tell him to let me go.
I want to demand my release… but the words will not come.

”Frank… please… “

I gasp his name hoarsely.

A plea for release … a helpless cry from one who has gone beyond understanding what Frank wants from her …
The more Frank manipulates her, the more Tasha loses herself, her identity…
Slowly Frank is taking her over… body… mind…
Her spirit fights, her brain struggles to understand … but her body betrays her …

Tasha lies on the bed.
Her eyes meet with Frank’s.
Wide-eyed and vulnerable, her naked body quivering as her mind spins.
The body he plays so skilfully still quivering as she wonders what “horrors” he has planned for her…

 

[cgraven]

My hands are gentle soothing, then rough demanding as I caress and tease Tasha’s diamond hard nipples. Her eyes the widows to her tortured soul relive the conflict that rages with in Tasha, hatred, of me shame of her reaction, the battle raged between spirit and body, her soul and will caught in the balance.


Sweet pleasure a gentle caress sweet pain as my nails rack nipple and clit, moans, gaps, sighs of unbelievable wanton lust, and pain till both mingle as one all consuming need in Tasha.

My fingers stretch her tight, innocent, vagina till I find that one rough spot, hidden in its silky perfection. I massage it, feel it swell, beneath my touch, massage it till Tasha whimpering becomes guttural moans of throaty pleasure, Thumb and finger pinch her nipples nails biting into ther taunt perfection. Tasha weathers and thrashes on my fingers, arching her young hips to my touch.

”Frank… please… “

Her voice barely a breathless whisper. Tasha lies on the bed, her eyes meet mine.
Wide-eyed and vulnerable, her naked body quivering her eyes roll back in her head as her sweet nubile body again arches in splendid ecstasy.

“Is my touch to rough Sweet Tasha?”

I pause smiling at my little angel my hand leave her breasts and nipples and slowly guides her delicate hand to her own breast and nipple.

“ Be my good girl show me how to touch you.”

My words encourage Tasha, slowly her fingers begin to move. I watch her as I guide her other hand to her glistening pussy.

“Show me how you would be touched.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

As if in answer to my plea, Frank removes his hands.
My body is freed from the harsh stimulation.
I give a sigh of relief.

“Is my touch too rough Sweet Tasha?”

Tears spring unbidden to my eyes.

"I don't want your touch!"

I mutter, petulantly, refusing to see the blatant irony of my words, of my denial.
Frank merely smiles and coaxes:

“ Be my good girl show me how to touch you.”

I feel Frank take my left hand and guide it to a breast.
I let my hand surround the aching globe and close my hand protectively around it.

My second hand is taken and moved to my pussy.
Again my fingers tentatively stroke the sore and aching lips that have been so abused.

“Show me how you would be touched.”

His voice entices me, urging me to show him, to masterbate before him, I look up at him in disgust.

" I want to go home... "

I demand.
I wrap and arm protectively round my bosom and draw my knees up to hide my pussy. My other had moves to the chain in an effort to free myself...

"You've had your fun, Frank... now let me go... "

Despite intending to maintain my previous forceful tone, even to my ears, I can hear the desperation of my plea.

Tears unchecked on my cheeks, I pull vainly at the chain, my body curled trying to protect myself as best I can from any further onslaught Frank may decide to unleash.

 

[cgraven]

" I want to go home... "

Tasha tried so hard to make her voice sound strong , yet it came out a whispered plea. She curls up in a tight little ball, wrapping her arms protectively round her bosom, then draws her knees up hiding pussy. Tasha’ other had moves to the chain in an effort to free herself. Yet the deceptively thin chain is much stronger than it appears, There will be no escape for my Little angel of the morning.

"You've had your fun, Frank... now let me go... "

Desperation, whispered, pleas, tears unchecked on Tasha’s cheeks, she pull vainly at the chain, her body curled in protection, but protection from what? Her fear of assault, or fear that it will further betray her.

I lay close to Tasha, my body conforming to hers, it is warm reassuring in its closeness. My hands gentle as they stroke her silken tresses. Soft kisses at the base of Tasha’s neck.

“Ah I have scared my sweet girl.”

My kisses trail across her shoulders leaving fire in their wake.

“ Tasha…sweet Tasha …I’ll tell you when you may go home…

when I have done with you….

But if you must go I am sure we can amuse our selves with your little friend. “ Fliss” isn’t it ?.......

She is very attractive, I think Fredrick and I could make a big difference in her young life.....

teach her things. make her feel things”


Again I hold out to Tasha the illiusison that it is not her choice , that she must comply or her friend will pay the price for her stubbornness.


“It doesn’t have to come to that Tasha all you have to be is a Good girl.”

I pause again.

“I know she can not be as beautiful as you are, nor make me as proud as you have Tasha.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

I feel Frank laying beside me.
His body moulds into mine.
I let go of the chain and sigh as he strokes my hair.
His mouth moves to kiss my neck lightly.
I want to scream for him to get away from me, but my body leans against him as he whispers.

“Ah I have scared my sweet girl…?”

I rub at my eyes childishly and shiver as Frank moves to kiss my shoulders.
His touch is light, unrushed, undemanding.

“ Tasha…sweet Tasha …I’ll tell you when you may go home…
when I have done with you… "

I choke a sob…

”Frank… no more… please… “

He doesn't even acknowledge my plea.

”But if you must go I am sure we can amuse our selves with your little friend. “ Fliss” isn’t it ?......."

My body tenses as his voice continues smoothly, conversationally;

”She is very attractive, I think Fredrick and I could make a big difference in her young life..... teach her things. make her feel things”

Frederick? I had almost forgotten him … forgotten the earlier circumstances of my ... capture.. it all seemed so long ago… so far away now…

“It doesn’t have to come to that Tasha all you have to be is a Good girl.”

I turn then, moving my body to face him.
After all, he couldn’t want to amuse himself with me for much longer, I surmised.

”You can’t hurt Fliss… I can… be… good… “

My voice is soft and halting…
I watch him smile as once more he strokes my hair.

“I know she can not be as beautiful as you are, nor make me as proud as you have Tasha.”

I blush rosily.
His words of praise make me shiver.
I know that his compliments should be of no importance.
I know that his being “proud” of me for being “good” should make no difference to me, yet…

His hand continues to wind through my hair.
The touch soothing, comforting… as if calming a frightened animal..
His expression is that of a benevolent uncle.
I keep my eyes on his, seeking reassurance, seeking praise, approval.
He smiles.

”Such a good little girl… “

He croons.

Frank once again plays the situation perfectly.
He sees Tasha’s wide-eyed vulnerability.
He relishes her youth, enjoying every moment of toying with her body and mind…

 

[cgraven]

Re: Natasha

Frank once again plays the situation perfectly.
He sees Tasha’s wide-eyed vulnerability.
He relishes her youth, enjoying every moment of toying with her body and mind…

“Yes Tasha I know that you can be a good girl….Oh so very good.”

Kisses soft and sweet caress Tasha’s lips, the hollow of her neck. My eyes hold hers, she is trapped in my gaze. Fingers tenderly, idly touch Tasha, nipples now ridged and taunt, my fingers toy with the soft downy fleece between her trembling thighs..

I describe Tasha’s body, the beauty of it, and how it pleases me. Words of pride, words that tell my captive dove how proud I am of her, how brave she is.

All the while I hold her gaze with my eyes, they smile sadly at her, my will slowly over coming hers..

“Tasha is my good girl……………….”

A pause

“………….. Show me how you like your breasts touched , your nipples teased and excited…………..”


Slowly I encourage Tasha to touch herself to please herself.

“………….. Show me how to please your sweet pussy.”


A final pause.

“…………….Show me so that you may know, when I take you, you’ll receive all the pleasure that you deserve. For you are my Good Girl…aren’t you Tasha?”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

“Yes Tasha I know that you can be a good girl….Oh so very good.”

His voice drones on and on… his kisses play on my neck, my lips, his fingers follow the path of his mouth, slowly stimulating my sensitive skin.
His eyes lock with mine.
His hands move downwards…grazing my breasts.
I give a shallow moan.
He kisses me softly and lets his fingers move… tease… coaxing a response… a response I cannot withhold…
I gasp softly as I feel his other hand moving between my legs.. a finger stroking lightly, the thumb slipping upwards towards the core of my sensitivity…
My legs part, my back arches…

”God.. Frank… “

I mutter hoarsely…

His mouth moves to my ear, whispering softly.
I feel his breath playing making me shiver.
He murmurs … telling me how beautiful I am.

I try to blot out the erotic picture he describes as he tells me how much he loves touching me… how he loves it when I respond… he describes how my breasts tighten and harden, how he can feel the way my pussy sucks in his fingers… the way it opens to his tongue… how sweet and wet I become for him.

I gasp sharply as he pushes a finger into me, then a second.

”Mmmm.. yes.. you love that, don’t you Tasha…. Good girl… you love to take my fingers..”

He pushes deeper, finger fucking me now.
His hand is on my breast, moving, circling.
His attention draws a moan from me…

”Yes Tasha… so good…you make me want you… need you … so brave … you have no choice Tasha… you’re mine … sooo beautiful my dove… “

His eyes still on mine, his smile is sad, as if taking me against his will as well as mine.

“Tasha is my good girl……………….”

He whispers softly, his fingers still swirling inside me, the other hand grazing across my breast, then coming to a stop.

“………….. Show me how you like your breasts touched , your nipples teased and excited…………..”

I look up at him and feel his hand move to mine to guide it to my own breast.
His hand closes about my hand, we capture a breast and squeeze it gently.
My hand rests inside his. He guides my hand to feel the contours of my ripe flesh.
My fingers stroke the fullness of each globe, until our fingers interlace to move to the nipple…
His fingers are on mine, guiding me at first.
The play of our hands, our fingers, becoming more and more erotic, as they play about my nipple.
At what stage his fingers retreat to stroke the back of my hand, I do not know.
My fingers continue to circle my nipple, to surround the red peak between finger and thumb and to roll gently, increasing the force sooo slowly… as I murmur in arousal…

His hand moves mine from the right to the left breast.
This time, his fingers merely stroke the skin on my hand and I repeat the actions once more without his guidance, becoming bolder in touching, stroking and teasing my breast and nipple…

I hear him mumur words of praise and then hear his further encouragement:

“………….. Show me how to please your sweet pussy.”

His hand moves to mine and gently guides it down between my legs.
I let my fingers graze feeling my heat, my wetness, feeling his other hand, feeling where his fingers are still buried inside me.

I moan softly and join his fingers in stroking my folds.
I guide him to hold my lips open as I tease the hot sensitive button.

“…………….Show me so that you may know, when I take you, you’ll receive all the pleasure that you deserve. “

My other hand slips downwards, a finger pushes between his and dictates the pace at which the fingers are pushed into me…

”For you are my Good Girl…aren’t you Tasha?”

I moan, closing my eyes, as I move my legs apart.
One hand between my thighs, a finger inside myself, my thumb now teasing my clit, the other fingers playing in my folds.
The other hand moves back up to my breasts… touching and teasing… worrying the nipples…
My body shudders as I arch my back…
Frank’s hands move assisting, adding to the pleasure.

”… aren’t you Tasha?”

His voice demands an answer.
As he speaks his hands still.
I squirm, trying to move his hands over me once more.
My eyes open. I see him looking down at me as he speaks.

”Tasha! Tell me. You are my good girl? Aren’t you?”

I am lost in his hypnotic gaze.

”Yess.. yes.. Frank… I’m your good girl… “

I whisper desperate for Frank to resume the teasing of his hands.
Frank smiles. Words of praise fill my ears.
I give a sigh of satisfaction as once again his fingers work with mine in my pussy and his fingers mimic my actions to tease and stimulate my left breast as I work on the right...

 

[cgraven]

”God.. Frank… “

Tasha’s whispered plea, a plea for freedom or a plea for release from all that haunts her. Freedom form all the middle class demands that have been the pattern of her young life, freedom to enjoy the feelings that now engulf her.

My words soft tender seduce my innocent dove, her hand cupped in mine at first timid shy as Tasha explores the perfection of her firm young breasts, the full rounded contour, the tautness of her nipple as it springs to life at our touch My fingers deep within Tasha’s heated core, that moist paradise, massage her g-spot.

Willingly Tasha’s delicate hand follows mine to her warm sweet pussy, her fingers glide over those sweet coral lips the bud of passion pleased. Soon my hands leave hers. They are no longer shy, no longer timid, they are bold now.

”Tasha! Tell me. You are my good girl? Aren’t you?”

She arches to the touch of her own hands, a finger joins mine in massaging that sweet pleasure spot my three, her one delicate digit.

”Yess.. yes.. Frank… I’m your good girl… “

Tasha’s voice a weak little whispered, whimper as her orgasm once again engulfs my innocent captive. And still the words of my pleasure, my pride in her sooth away the doubts that linger at the corners of her mind. Her delicate hands now maul her tender nipples fist one than the other , her hand digs and caresses her own sweet pussy as Tasha drives her self onward to another orgasm. I roll her to her knees. Her proud firm ass high in the air. Her face caressed by the cool sheets. Hand exploring her breasts, Bring joy to her pussy, slowly my fingers slip from her moist core. They are quickly replaced by Tasha’s own delicate fingers. She is lost in a spinning world of pleasure.

My words describe the sensual beauty of her virgin ass, never do my words, and leave her they warped around her mind bending it further to my will. No peace for Tasha no time to think, only time to feel the glory that now excites her.

“Tasha you are my Good girl, my prefect dove. Your body please me so. I must posses it completely.” My ironed cored shaft runs the length of Tasha’s delectable slit, it is bathed in her sweet nectar. My hands spread the perfection of her ivory chaste globes, the velvet helmet nudges the puckered dark rose of Tasha’s anus my hands on her trim waist. Her hand pulling teasing pinching her nipples to ever higher states of ecstasy, her fingers feverously working her pussy as she finger fuck her self

Now as I steady Tasha in the throws of her most violent orgasm the words of command so gentle compelling reach out to her .

"Push back Love give me your perfection.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

My body shudders as I feel myself clamp down on my own finger.
My finger is inside me, buried deeply amongst Frank’s.
My hand still teases, pulls, rolls each nipple in turn, my hand urging my soft flesh to an ever-increasing peak.

On and on his words continue.
Like a web, a spell wrapping round me.
And as he praises, encourages our hands continue to play my body:
On and on until the second wave crashes through my body.
I cry out, my body tenses, before convulsing and relaxing.

Yet still Frank moves his hands over me… his fingers are still buried in me, yet his other hand moves from my breast to stroke my hip, my ass…
Words of praise, the smoothness of the skin, the firmness… the…
On and on… his exact words lost as his strokes continue, the touch of his hand upon me erotic.
I move both hands to my breasts and play with them…
Frank continues letting the fingers of one hand play inside my core, whilst his other hand moves to my ass to caress and squeeze and stimulate …

“Tasha you are my Good girl, my prefect dove.
Your body please me so. I must posses it completely.”

I gasp as I feel his hardness brush between my legs.
His hand moves as I feel his shaft nudge my moistness, then graze and stroke.
Both hands now are on my ass.
They squeeze and fondle, then move to my waist.
I feel him hard as he nudges between the cheeks of my ass.
I gasp sharply, but continue to tease and play with my breasts.

Again his cock nudges against me.. pushing gently.
Despite myself, the touch makes me moan softly.
Unable to prevent myself, my hand slips down again.
My fingers slip inside myself.
I move my fingers slowly in and out, in and out.

Frank continues to nudge as he pushes his cock forwards.
His hands move to spread the cheeks of my ass.
I feel exposed, it feels wrong, but as I gasp, my hands continue to work my breasts, my pussy…
Frank murmurs in my ear, he praises.
His hands clamp about my waist.
He pushes harder…

It’s all so wrong, so dirty, yet …
His voice, his whispers.. good.. good girl... good Tasha...
His voice drives me onwards.
I move my fingers to fuck myself…
I do not let myself reason or think.
I need to feel … I need to be good for Frank.

I arch searching for yet another peak, another fulfilment...

"Push back Love give me your perfection.”

His voice seems to command me.
I raise my ass.
I move back as the velvet-clad tip nudges me and seems to nestle and stroke between my cheeks.

My body shudders once more.
My pussy clamps downwards.
I squeeze my nipple hard.
My body shakes.

Even as my body starts to convulse, Frank pushes forward…
The velvet tip crosses a threshold.
His steel rod forces it’s way inside me.
I squeal loudly, aware now only of being taken in a way I never knew possible.
Frank murmurs praise, instruction as I feel him fill me.
I moan and squirm, but his hands are about my ass now.
He pulls me more firmly onto his shaft to continue the violation.

 

[cgraven]

"Push back Love give me your perfection.”

And at that simple command as Tasha’s body convulse in the delightful throws of her orgasm her smooth virgin ass rises, Tasha pushes back, and she impales herself on my waiting cock.

Tasha squeals her hips thrash, and buck as she is violated her innocent ass raped, taken for the fist time. My hands hold her firmly about the waist there is no escape now for sweet innocent Tasha, that firry spirit of hers raises, and I quench it with kisses. Sweet, gentle, kisses to the base of her spine softly they climb the sinuous column of her back, my hand cups hers holding her fingers deep with in her excited grasping puss. My thumb rolls her blood engorged clit beneath its pad. My breath comes in short passionate breaths. It is hot, moist on Tasha neck my body arched over hers claiming my innocent victim.

“God Tasha you are beautiful………. so tight and pleasing to me…….. You are my good girl”

I lavish praise on my dove tells her to relax, the pain will ease. Words of praise, kisses, soft and seductive fingers coaxing pleasure from Tasha torture little clit. She is engulfed in praise, loving words of admiration and ripples of wanton pleasures again her body is on fire with the need to cum. I bring Tasha to that sate of pleasure she is longing for and as she relaxes I slowly ravage her virgin ass letting her become slowly accustomed to me , each stroke deeper mournful till at last I a my balls slap her puffy labia and she moans and screams her orgasm.

I take Tasha, It is slow sensual, a seduction of her young vital body, playing it, making her respond to the gentle massaging of her clit the deep penetration of her ass. I seduce her mind and will bending them further to my own.

“Tasha I love you for you are my good and perfect girl.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Natasha

As his hands move once more to my waist I thrash and try to pull away.
I have to free myself from that member that seems to be splitting me so roughly.
His hands do not move from my waist.
His cock presses ever deeper, though I moan my protests.
I feel his mouth as it kisses the base of my spine.
Slowly his kisses work upwards:
Their gentle touch so at odds with the force with which he pushes into my ass.

”No… Frank… please…. “

I beg for release and one hand disengages itself from its firm hold on my waist to move between my leg to hold my hand there.
I struggle to pull my fingers away.
I want to move my hands to tear him away from me.
I suddenly become aware of my other hand, laid protectively across my breasts.
I struggle anew to dislodge the huge shaft moving ever deeper.

As I move, Frank pushes his fingers into me.
My fingers are forced deep.
Frank guides me now.
He makes me push my fingers into myself, he fingerfucks me… so deep and hard.
His thumb rolls my clit.
I moan softly and hear an echoing moan as his hot breath rasps in my ear, on my neck and all the time he pushes into me as I moan with combined pain and arousal…

“God Tasha you are beautiful………. so tight and pleasing to me……..
You are my good girl”

His exclamation fills my mind.
The fingers move in me, I realise that my hand has begun to move soothingly over my breasts, stroking…

”Yes… good… that’s right… relax… it’ll be alright… It won’t hurt if you let me …. Let me inside you Tasha… “

On and on he praises, instructs…
With each word his fingers play my body.
I ache for fulfilment once more..
Once again I feel his fingers push hard into me, I feel him expertly attack my clit.
His hands join mine at my breasts. He mauls and pulls at them.
I squeal as my body gives itself up to pleasure, to him once again…

Dizzy with overstimulation, I try to catch my breath.
Even as I’m coming down from the heights he has pushed me to, I feel his cock push deeper… ever deeper into my tightness…
Exhausted, my body is limp as Frank once more moves his hands to clamp about my waist…

I have no fight left.
I cannot move to protest or to move towards him.
He pushes into me… long.. firm.. strokes…
I feel him entering, pushing deeper… deeper…
The rhythm of his rape continual, never ending.
He lifts my ass, his hands squeezing.
My body totally pliable now, as he sinks again and again into my helpless anal passage…

I hear Frank grunt with each stroke.
The sound almost animalistic.
I shiver aroused by the force and the determination with which he is taking me.
Deeper and deeper he plunges.
I feel as if I am split.
I am impaled on that steel rod.
His whole body seems to push forward in the effort to stuff himself inside me.
One final push and he is buried to the hilt.
His mouth is at my ear.
He praises as he kisses my neck, his teeth grazing roughly along my sensitive skin.
I feel his balls slap against me…

He continues to force his cock into me.
His balls roughly smack into my labia time and again…
I have no choice…
I moan at each long, hard stroke…
His gentle words arouse me almost as much as his rough fucking...

”Mine…. My good girl… yes… yes ... Tasha… that’s right my dove… “

I do not notice that I begin to raise my ass at each expected stroke.
My moans growing, until finally I feel Frank’s cock pulsating deep inside me..
building…

”Ohh.. my beautiful Tasha… my good girl…! “

Frank cries hoarsely as he bites down on my neck.

I scream loudly, cumming soo hard!
My body contorts as I squeeze the fingers and the cock lodged securely in my ass..

 

[cgraven]

Tasha’s body so perfect, I am filled with the need to posses this ripe plum, I think that I shall never let her go but that I will keep her for I want Tasha like I have never wanted any other woman. She is by her very nature the most sensual creature I have ever had. As these thoughts race through my mind, as I savagely now rape her once virgin ass my words of praise and desire for her are true. They caress Tasha’s mind and will as my hands caress her body, both bring erotic joy to my little Tasha. She willingly now joins me in her anal rape, pushing her wide stretched anus on to my raping cock, rape no for Tasha is a willing participant in offering up to me the charms of her delectable supple body.

As her orgasm strikes, I feel her muscles gripping me and my lust explodes deep within Tasha. Our Primeval moans, grunts, soar in a mutual crescendo of lustful pleasure. My iron rod throbs deep within Tasha and she mikes me dry.

I collapse on top of Tasha, spent, fulfilled with her sacrifice. Kisses bath her back and neck, love nips to her ears and shoulders.

“I love you Tasha,… I love you.”

Whispered over and over again in her ear.

“You please me you are my best girl, so good and pleasing to me.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

My body is rocked as the orgasm shoots through me.
I squeeze down on Frank’s cock as it fucks me so completely.
I feel him as he seems to grow still larger inside me.
I call his name… as if imploring him … not knowing what it is I am begging for…

As if in answer, in reward, I feel his cock pulsate and then release
Grunting with each thrust,
murmuring words, of praise, of triumph,
Frank shoots deeply into me…
He bathes my passage with his cumm.

”Ohh.. god.. Frank.. mmm … ohhhhhh … “

Again and again I continue to moan his name.
My words become incoherent, as I am lost in the sensation of him pouring into my ass…
Even as his hardness shrinks, I still feel him buried deeply inside me.
Still I squeeze and spasm around him, draining every drop from him, until finally unable to take any more I lay limp beneath him as Frank drops his body on top of me.
Our breathing is ragged, synchronised, as we lay in the otherwise silent room.

I try to take a steadying breath, but my body shakes uncontrollably.
Frank’s body is pinning me, trapping me, yet I find his closeness comforting, reassuring …
I feel Frank move slightly, just raising his head.
I feel him pressing kisses against my skin as his mouth draws a trail sensuously against my back.
His mouth moves tenderly upwards and towards my neck.

Slowly he tastes my skin, his teeth grazing, his tongue flicking.
I murmur softly, lying exhausted and sated beneath him.
His movements are lazy and undemanding as his mouth moves to my ears, then back down to my shoulders.
I feels as if Frank tasting all the flesh his mouth can find…
I sigh, relaxing and enjoying his attention.
His mouth moves to my ear once more… his hot breath makes me shiver.

“I love you Tasha,… I love you.”

The words fill my consciousness.
Over and over again, he speaks of his love for me.
I so want to believe it.
So want to believe that I am special … that special to him …

”Frank…”

I only have the strength to gasp his name.
The broken whisper sounding like a plea for reassurance.
Frank moves, just enough to allow his eyes to reach into mine:
Frank smiles, his expression so soft, so patient, so tender.

“You please me you are my best girl, so good and pleasing to me.”

I smile softly.
I move forward and lightly kiss Frank on the cheek...

 

[cgraven]

“You please me you are my best girl, so good and pleasing to me.”

Slowly a shy smile spreads across Tasha’s face. Her lips part slowly as she turns her head, they brush my cheek. Tasha leans into me her body soft, tempting, and so delightfully exciting. My heart soars as this is the first time my little captive has made the first move.

Slowly as not to disturbed the moment, my lips seek hers, the kiss slow tender inviting. My tongue slides across her lips parting them ever so slowly, it grazes her teeth then slowly almost shyly enters Tasha’s sweet mouth. Slowly that kiss builds, I wait for each response to my advance, Meet each with tender, loving joy.

Our lips part yet they desperately cling to each other. Our eyes meet, our breathing ragged , excited passionate in the efforts to still our rapidly beating hearts, they beat as one.

“Tasha my love rest.”

I slip from the warm dark depth of her anus, I have no intention of letting my captive dove rest till she is finally, solely mine. I rise as I brush the matted golden strands of her honey spun hair from her cheek I kiss her eyelids as they flutter close.

Quickly I go about my task heating the scented oils, Returning to her bed the sacrificial alter of her innocence I pour the warm oil on my hands. Slowly sensually my touch light seductive I begin to anoint Tasha’s body with the warm balm. I work on her shoulders, her nipples harden at the soothing touch, and I work slowly steadily lower as Tasha’s body again climbs to euphoric ecstasy.

Words of praise for her beauty, for her spirit, for her beauty caress Tasha's mind as my hands anoint, tease, and please her body.

Words of love also seduce her soul.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

My kiss is light on his cheek.
Frank slowly moves his lips to mine.
Their touch is light, gentle, tender.
I shiver as I feel his tongue flick at my lips then slide between, gently parting them.
His touch is tentative, loving.
Without my realising it, Frank’s tongue slowly finds its way into my mouth.
The feeling of his hot wet tongue, flicking, then licking and finally probing causes me to gasp and then exclaim.
My mouth moves in response.
Our lips are locked together.
My tongue meets with his to dance and tease and taste.

Finally he tears his mouth away.
The retraction of his heated kiss abrupt and unexpected.
I gaze up in a daze, my heart pounding audibly.

“Tasha my love rest.”

I murmur as I feel his cock withdrawing from my intimate depths.
I give a sigh of relief and turn my head to look at Frank.
I intend to stay awake, watching him … but his hand is on my hair.. his light strokes lull me.
I give an exhausted sigh and close my eyes.
Only half aware of the light kisses he presses on my eyelids my body relaxes and I fall into an exhausted sleep.
I sigh softly, I stretch my limbs, like a cat stretching languorously and let my mind sink into peaceful oblivion.

Gradually the dream comes to me.
The warmth envelops my body.
My body is cocooned
Finally the scents invade my senses.
Too late I realise that is is the movement of his hands all over my body.
I start, but relax back.
Still half asleep I give myself up to the sensuous stroking.
My body warms, glows and ignites.
His touches grow in intimacy.

As his touches invade my slumber, my body responds more and more to Frank’s stimulation,.
Frank answers my moans with words of encouragement and praise.
I close my eyes and give myself up to the delight of his touch, the delight of being loved so.
I let him weave his spell, allowing him to seduce my senses as I yield up my body and mind, now somnolent and accepting...

 

[cgraven]

Soft murmurs, little gasps, turn to passionate moans as my hands bring Tasha’s body to life again. I stoke the smoldering passions that still glow in her half slumber half waking world. Her world of dreams of being loved, no cherished above all.

My soothing hands seduce her willing supple body. My soothing words of pride, and love seduce her hungering soul.


I will not take her half asleep no this time my little captive will beg me to use her as I pleas.

Lower still the sensual, seductive, massage travels, to her Venus Mound her inner thighs her calves , till her whole youthful being is alive with sensation of pure bliss and euphoric joy and still my words seduce her mind and will calling to her to surrender her soul, her last vestige of innocence, for she will be mine completely.


"Tell me Tasha what do you desire?

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

On and on and on…

His touch moves and sets my body aflame.
As my body heats, my eyes flutter open.
I moan, then arch, unable to evade those hands, those hands that move lower and lower.

”Ohhh… god…. !”

I cry out, fully awake now and so blissfully tormented.
His words praise and flatter and speak of love …
My whole body yearns for fulfilment…
I thrash helplessly, giving an impatient moan …

"Tell me Tasha what do you desire?”

His voice whispers in my ear as his hands graze and tease…

”Tell me Tasha… What…?”

His eyes lock with mine as his gaze reaches into my soul.

”What do you desire Tasha?”

Totally helpless as Frank’s hands, Frank’s eyes, Frank’s voice possess me.
I know I ache to be his, his special, his good girl...

My voice is hoarse and breathless as I murmur inadequate words;

”I… I want to be loved… to be wanted …
I want to make love ... “

 

[cgraven]

”Ohhh… god…. !”

Tasha cries out, fully awake, sleep no longer a cloak for her wanton desires. Her sweet, supple, form arches to my touch, thrashes in blissfully tormented. She whimpers, a gasps, and impatient moan …

”I… I want to be loved… to be wanted …
I want to make love ... “

Tasha’s voice a hoarse, breathless sensual murmur .She is mine now, body and soul, mine to do with as I please, mine to shape and mold into my special girl, my good girl. My hand seductively plays with her taunt clit.

“You…”

A kiss brushes Tasha’s lips.

“…….You want to be loved.”

Kisses trace the line of her neck, my tongue lazily circles her diamond hard nipples, then a kiss and nip to each.

“……you want to make love”

My tongue reams her naval

“I love you Tasha more than words can tell.”

I kiss her sweet pussy Roll her on top of me. My eyes hold hers her will gone, she lies on top of me.

“Yes Tasha make love to me .”

I draw her up my body , I yet her feel my iron shaft as it rubs the length of her supple innocent form. A tender kiss.

“Make love to me Tasha……..I know You will make me proud of you… For you my good girl so special to me.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

Frank’s hand moves to my clit, teasing it deliciously.
I hear his voice whispering.

“You…”

He punctuates his words with a kiss to my lips.

“…….You want to be loved.”

He echoes my desires.
The kisses move to my neck, sucking and journeying downwards.
His tongue drags about my breast, homing in on the nipple.
Each is kissed and nipped between Frank’s teeth as I gasp.

Still his voice continues:

“……you want to make love”

The pause again as his tongue moves to my navel this time.
His repetition of my own words, whispered so seductively reinforces the need, amplifies the ache that fills my body.

“I love you Tasha more than words can tell.”

His voice murmurs hoarsely, his hot breath on my pussy.
His words speak of a love, an adoration of all my body.
The kiss pressed intimately upon my heated core seems to seal the vow.

He slides up my body, his eyes on mine.
I let myself sink into their depths.
Allow my desire and his to mingle.
They are one now.
His hands move me gently.
I am held against him and flipped to lay above him.
The chain about my collar allows my movement, but I am held at the end of the silver leash as he rubs his cock along my moist, sensitive folds.
I cannot help but press against him.

“Yes Tasha make love to me .”

His kiss again urges me to take what I want.
His cock is an iron rod.
I feel it pulsating beneath me as I let my body slide slowly over his and push my hips to grind experimentally against him.

“Make love to me Tasha……..I know You will make me proud of you…
For you my good girl so special to me…”

I am driven. Driven by my own need and desire, but also the unspoken need to please Frank. His praise, his pride drives me just as much as the burning need to be filled, filled by him.

Eager for that fulfilment, I lift my body and position myself so that I feel his cock nudging my entrance.
I let my legs fall either side of him and raise myself up on my hands… again.. his hardness nudges.
He whispers encouragement… as I lower myself downwards, moving slightly so that his cockhead nudges then enters me.
I hover, squeezing him as I feel him twitch within my walls.
Slowly I let him slide inside me.
I feel his enormous length pushing deeper.
The girth of him fits so snugly and stretches my walls.
All the time I control the pace at which Frank’s tool slips deeper and deeper, edging forwards until he is buried inside me.

With a gasp I move again, hardly having room to squeeze his shaft, so tight is the fit.
I lay my groin pushed to his the satisfaction of being completely filled with hard pulsating cock.

”Ohhh.. yess.. sooo good…. “

I cannot hold back the exclamation.
I am so deliciously impaled.
I have slid down his cock and taken it deeply into me.
Hardly daring to move, I feel my own walls as they stretch, slowly getting used to that solid mass of male member that is now stuffed inside me.

 

[cgraven]

Each word, each kiss strips away the last vestiges of Tasha’s resistance, of her will till at last I see in her eyes that she is truly mine. Mine without question mine for now and forever.

My eyes smile into hers, my words praise her, and encourage her as she impales her last bit of innocence on my iron cock. Those words bind her to me stronger than the chain and collar she wears around her slender neck.

I fill Tasha completely, she is so tight, so young and so inexperienced in the ways of men and women her silken channel holds me fast. It is delightful torture to me . Then at last she grinds her groin into mine. We are one.

”Ohhh.. yess.. sooo good…. “

Her voice ragged whisper of cranial delight. Tasha is still hardly daring to move. Slowly I sit up trapping Tasha she can not rise, my cock pressing into her hard little clit rubbing it as I embrace her. My lips at her neck, ,her nipples, My hands caressing her. Then our lips meet in wild passion God her mouth is so alive so sweet.

Slowly that mad wild kiss ebbs. I lay down breathless my hands on Tasha’s trim waist,, my knees supporting her back.

“Make love to me Tasha. Now my love.”

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tasha

I lay straddled across Frank’s body.
His cock is buried in my depths.
His length fills me, his breadth stretches me.

I feel him bury himself deeper into me as he moves upwards.
I’m impaled, unable to move.
His cock presses relentlessly inwards as I moan softly.
Frank wraps his arms about me and holds me to him.
His cock twitches within my depths.

Again his mouth kisses, tasting my neck, his teeth grazing, his tongue lapping.
His mouth drags downwards, eating round my breasts hungrily then encircles my nipples, sucking, nibbling then finally gentle bites.
His hands move over my body as if moulding and shaping.
And all the while he is buried so firmly inside me.

Finally his mouth descends on mine.
He moves his lips as he kisses deeply.
I gasp, opening my mouth to his probing tongue.
He tongue fucks me, even as his member begins to rock inside me, insinuating itself further inside my hot channel, nudging at my cervix.

Finally we break apart.
I catch a ragged breath.
Frank lies beneath me, his hands move to my waist.
His knees are drawn up behind me…

“Make love to me Tasha. Now my love.”

His voice is irresistible.
I kneel up over him, allowing his cock to retract slightly, then drop my weight upon him and urge his cock to shove into me.
Again and again I repeat the action.
Each time, I urge myself higher and slam down with more force, allowing his cock to split me, to hammer into my very depths.

Frank’s hands are on my waist.
They guide me as I ride him.
Up and down, up and down I move.
My channel clenches and holds his cock tightly.
All I can focus on is the sensations of being shafted time and again by his iron member.

Accustoming myself to his girth now, I lift myself up to the very tip of his cock and slide down it slowly.
When he is buried to the hilt, I move my hips to grind against him, ensuring that his cock screws its way deeply inside me.
Again I repeat the action.
The feeling of his cock moving against my walls and stretching me is overwhelming!

”ohhh God… Frank… “

I moan hoarsely.
I want him to grab my ass.. to force his way into me…
I need him to take me…
I want him to fuck me back.

”Frank… please… “

Is all I can utter as I hold him buried deeply inside me ...

 

[cgraven]

Tasha’s last bit of will and resistance fades away consumed by her need, her passion her longing to be loved and cherished. I see this and more in her smoky lust filled eyes. No longer does she make love to me, no now she is a wanton vixen screwing herself on my iron cored cock, impaling herself till my cocks grazes the top of her cervix.

”ohhh God… Frank… “

Tasha’s voice a haggard harsh moan. Her eyes begging for sweet release.

”Frank… please… “

A half spent whisper is all Tasha can manage.

I kiss her naval my tongue reams it her body glistening in a shimmering glaze of sweat. The salty taste heady. My hands grab her firm derrière, the nails biting into that heavenly flesh and I force Tasha to ride me yet harder. My own voice passion choked.

“Tasha you please me well in your obedience,…. I love you”.