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Fairy Tale
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Fairy Tale Caren showered and shaved her pussy and asshole. She put on lipstick, a little concealer under her eyes, no eye liner, no eye shadow, no mascara - He didn't like too much make-up. She picked out a light blue silk dress and slid into it without putting on panties or bra. The fabric teased her nipples and they became erect. She put on a dab of perfume behind her ears and on her wrists. She selected high heels and walked down the stairs. She walked over to where her husband sat watching TV. He looked up and asked, "Ready, dear?" "Yes," she answered. "He got us a room at the 'W'." She leaned down to kiss him and he tried to run his hand up her leg. She kissed him quickly and moved away before his hand got to her ass. "Don't touch - this belongs to Him for awhile." "Have fun!" he said with a smile. "You know it!" she replied as she walked to the garage. She got in the car and put on the black collar studded with rhinestones. She drove to the hotel, nervously shaking her left leg, thinking about what might happen tonight. He never said what the plan was - only the message about where to meet and when. She left the car with the valet, walked into the hotel lobby and went to the elevators, ignoring the stares of the men and couple watching her with the collar, nice dress and high heels. Her cheeks colored slightly. She got off on the 10th floor and went to the room. She knocked and the door opened. There he stood in a white shirt opened at the neck and the grey slacks that highlighted his package. He moved to the side and she walked just past the door and he closed it. Then he kissed her, hard, passionately, his tongue forced into her mouth. She moaned and felt his hands on her ass, sliding her dress up in the back until his hand caressed her bare ass. He pulled her to him and ground her lower belly against his hard cock through the fabric of his trousers. His left hand barely grazed her pussy lips and his fingers were soaked. He broke the kiss, looked into her eyes and licked his fingers while his other hand squeezed her ass cheek. His hand glided over her belly in her dress to find her breast and nipple. He kissed her again as he pinched her nipple. Caren moaned into his mouth. He broke the kiss and took a half step backward, he started lifting her dress and she raised her arms, looking hungrily into his eyes. He lifted the dress and walked over to the table behind her and placed it over the chair. She hadn't turned around to him yet and gave a little start when both his hands caressed her ass. "That is a nice dress." His voice came out low and a little gravelly in her ear. "Yesssss" she sighed, not knowing if she was agreeing with him or reacting to the feel of his hands. The slap sounded loud in the hotel suite and she jumped and squeeked a little. Her right ass cheek was on fire. "What?" He asked in the same tone he used to comment on the dress. "Yes, Master! It is a nice I dress, I picked it out for you." The second slap, this time on her left cheek was just as hard and just as unexpected. "Who picked out the dress?" He slowly and lightly rubbed over the red hand prints on her ass. "I did, Master." She answered and as his hands left her ass, she remembered. "I am sorry, Master, I was supposed to have Ted pick out my outfit. I was so wrapped up thinking about you and tonight I forgot." He grabbed her hair and marched her over to the sofa, still holding her hair as he sat down so she had to bend down as he settled on the edge of the cushion. He pulled her over his lap, then took her arms behind her back and held them, he paused then swiftly delivered 5 stinging blows to each of her ass cheeks, never striking the same place twice. Her breathing quicken and she moaned. Only after he stopped did he cup her pussy. She was soaked and dripping, his palm wet. He slid his palm up and down her pussy, she tried to grind down on his hand to get more pressure, but he maintained light contact, then his middle finger slid between her lips and the finger tip grazed her clit. She moaned. "How many was that?" "What . . .. . Master?" Her head was spinning from the spanking and the sensation in her pussy. "How many spanks?" "T. .t . . ten?" "Are you telling me or asking for more?" He removed his hand from her pussy and struck her has two more time on each cheek. "And you can add four more to the total for not addressing me properly." His hand was back on her pussy, this time a finger slid in her vagina. "Fourteen, Master." "Very good, pet. I was worried you were becoming untrained again." "No, Master, uggghhh" The last part as he rubbed her clit. He spanked her hard 6 more times. "What happens to slaves who say 'no' to their Master?" This time she sobbed. "They are spanked and fucked hard, Master, sniff." "Very good, pet. Stand up" Caren pushed off his lap and stood up, her hand 'accidentally' brushing against his hardon. He stood up in front of her. "Suck my cock, pet." Caren reached out and undid his belt, then unhooked and unzipped his trousers. She dropped to her knees and slid his pants down, then slipped off his shoes and removed his pants. She rolled his socks down and took them off. Then she pulled the band down on his boxer briefs and then his cock sprang out a her. She engulfed his cock as far as it would go into her mouth. She pulled his underwear down further and when her hands reached his knees, she let them drop to his feet. He stepped out of his underwear and spread his legs a little. She put her hands flat on his thighs and pulled back on his cock. She licked each ball and then sucked one into her mouth, running the sack gently over the testicle. He moaned and she bathed the other ball the same way. Then she licked the underside of his cock, the side of her nose sliding on the side of flesh, she raised her eyes to look up into his. As she she rested his mushroom shaped cockhead on her tongue with her mouth open, he reached out and ran his hands into her hair and lightly held her head with his finger tips. She closed her mouth over his cock head and slowly ran her tongue over and around the head, then slowly created a vacuum around the head and ran the tip of her tongue up and down the slit. She tasted the pre-cum leaking from it and moaned. Then she moved her head toward his groin and his cock slowly disappeared into her mouth. He moaned because her mouth was so warm and wet. His hands followed the movement of her head, playing with the hair at the scalp, not holding or guiding her actions, but lightly connected - another point of contact: mouth and cock, her hands on his thighs and his hands in her hair. He could feel her start to swallow as his cock reached the back of her throat and she quickly pressed her lips to the base of his cock, his cock entered her throat and she gagged and pulled back to just the head of the cock was in her mouth. She was amazed how his cock could swell even more when she did that, her little bit of control - she could make him react that way. "Good pet" he moaned, his hands still lightly in her hair and caressing her ears. She appreciated his kindness at not holding her head against his belly as his cock choked her this time -there were times he did. And since he<b> owned </font></b>her, he could do just that anytime and she wanted him to when the wild fire of desire flooded her body. Then he could do anything to her, with her: she wanted to please him as much as he pleased her. But now, he was letting her go slow, building up to something, she couldn't think of what it might be, as her sole focus was his cock her mouth, the fire in her ass cheeks and the heat in her dripping wet pussy. She wanted to touch herself, she wanted him to touch her pussy, play with her, tease her until she couldn't stand it, then beg him to make her cum. That would come later, she hoped, now she had to suck him. (more to be written . . . ) |
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