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Fall of a Temptress
Posted:Jun 11, 2006 3:17 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 8:18 am
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Standing in the door way
Hand on hip, a smirk on her face
Daring him, teasing him
God, she looks so sexy when she does that

Beckoning her to him
Giving in and striding over
Beautiful soft skin glistening in the moonlight
Her scent fills the room, intoxicating

She thinks he is heaven to her
He thinks she is a temptress

She pounces on him with an aggressive vigor
Animalistic look in her eye
Daring him to struggle
Laughing at her prisoner

He wrestles with her
Throwing her on to her back
Restraining her by the wrists
Bringing her legs around to provide some protection
God, she is so sexy when she is putting up a fight

Staring at him, gazing into his eyes
Building up her strength
Pinning her arms and hands
Her thighs unable to move
“Tell me, I want to hear it” he said
“Tell you what?” she retorted defiantly

Rearranging his position on top of her
Thrusting himself to her
She could feel him wanting
“Tell me” he called to her again
“NO” she cried

Maneuvering around to position himself perfectly
Sliding his hands between her tight legs and thighs
Feeling her wetness
Every shuffle, every re-adjustment
Keeping her right where he wants her
Not allowing her to win
Not allowing her to take the advantage over him

He pushes with his fingers deeper into her inner sanctum
Gasping for air, she cries “No”
With a thousand no’s he knows every single one of them is a yes
With every wiggle he plunges deeper
With every twist of her body he pushes harder

Continuing to struggle against her captor
“Tell me” panting in her ear
She bides her time
Building her strength
Denying his satisfaction

As he dominates her body
Everything on the inside gives her away
Her sweat, he scent, even her wetness
God, she is amazing when she is so aroused

Forcing her legs apart against her lying Will
Knowing she wants him, she’ll never say
He thrusts himself inside her
Letting out a deep breath
Her eyes glazing over

“Tell me” whispering to her
Caving in, her body submits
“Yes, you win” unable to hold out
Holding her down
Sliding in and out of her

“Now give it to me!” as he impales himself inside her
“Scream my name”
Reaching the zenith of her experience
Uncontrollable feeling exploding between her thighs
Mind reeling
Body trembling
He releases himself all over her full bosom
His manhood full, long, erect and throbbing
Massaging his essence into her skin

Triumphant over hard earned satisfaction
He retreated to his side
Breathing heavy
Sweating profusely
Laughing at her attempt
God, she is so sexy when she looks at me like that
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Disipline
Posted:Nov 13, 2005 9:05 pm
Last Updated:Apr 8, 2013 2:02 am
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She went to his room as instructed and waited on the edge of his bed. She thought that he was kidding with her but she knew that when she fessed up about masturbating he would be a little stern with her. So, when he followed her into the room and told her to strip, she knew tonight he wasn’t kidding. Lately he had been very lax with her and not correcting her for her disobedience and lack of tack and grace. She took her clothes off and folded them neatly at the end of the bed. She knelt at his feet and looked at them as she knew if she looked directly at him it would be great disrespect. He spoke coolly to her and it gave her a chill down her spine. He grabbed her chin and she closed her eyes so she wouldn’t catch his glaze. He asked, “Do you know why you are being punished tonight”, quietly she said “yes”. He jerked her chin and told her to speak up so he could hear her. Louder and clearer she said, “YES”. “Good”, he continued. So, dear slut, what should your punishment be for pleasing yourself while your Master wasn’t home. She spoke up and said, “Spanked.” “Hum … spanking it is.” “Now, I’m going to have my way with you and you will not be allowed to cum at all.” As my slut for this evening, I will you out to all my needs you will please me you will satisfy me and I will not be disappointed. As quickly as she opened her eyes he collar her, and grabbed the O-ring attached to collar and put her chin on the floor; she listened to him going through the closet to find the right instrument to punisher with. As she tried to put it out of her mind, a quick lash came out of nowhere and caught her off guard. He picked the leather strap to lash her with. With out missing a beat, he told her to count. With a hasten breath, she counted. He wailed on her ass, alternating one side to the other. Her ass was red and when 20 lashes were over he caressed her back side trying to sooth her. He then grabs her by her collar and placed her on the bed. She stared away from him and let the tears stream from her face from the spanking of a life time. Now its time for him to serve his punishment to her, and without missing a beat he tells her to removes his cloths...and she does with hesitation. She found herself face to face with his cock, she gazed up at him to see if he was looking at her and he was. He looked at her and told her “what are you waiting for, get on it.” She took his cock in her and placed it in her mouth. She sucked him and licked him like crazy. She listened to him moan. He stroked his cock as she sucked him. As she pleased him with her mouth she applied small amounts of pressure to the head of his cock. She loved to listen to him and loved it more when he would take her head and use her mouth as if he was using her pussy. It drove her insane. When it came time that he could stand up any longer, he moved him self onto the bed and told her to continue but before she could start over. He placed an O-ring gag in her mouth and with that he told her that he was going to finish using her mouth by fucking it and then he was going to cum all down her throat; if there was even on small drop left on him he was going to spank her again. He grabbed her head and she went down on his cock again. This time the force of his hands on the back of her head was almost more than she could bear. He fucked her mouth so viciously that she could barely breathe. It must have been at least 10 minutes and he was still using her. She could tell he was so close because the head of his cock swelled up in her mouth. She knew it was time and she didn’t want any of his juices to drip from her lips so she deep throated him so every last drop of his cum would roll back in her mouth. He came so violently that she tried to let up but he pushed her head to him and would let her mouth go. When he was finished he pulled her up to him and took off the gag. With such marvel he kissed her and could taste his own cum on her lips. He looked in her eyes and said, ‘very good my little but we aren’t finished.” She thought after she drained him completely that he would be tired, but no, she was mistaken. He rolled her onto her back and placed padded leather cuffs around her wrists and then attached silk rope to them and strung her spread eagle on the bed. She was laid naked spread out for him to use her as the slut she was to him. He got up in her face and asked ... “what are you?” she replied, “a slave” he followed by “what are you to me” she countered “property”. And what does my slave do for me?” she answered, “I serve Master’s Will.” He looked at her and smiled. “Good” he said beaming. “So, what is Master’s Will tonight slut?”
“To fuck his slave” “Right you are, my pet, you will be a fine fuck for me; you will serve very well tonight” “and remember, no coming, you are for my pleasure. You already had your pleasure. He gagged her then and started in on her. He took his fingers and ran them on her clit, and pushed his way inside her pussy. She was so wet. With her bound to the bed and gagged she could scream and carry on and he didn’t care one bit. Her climbed on top of her and used his hands and arms as leverage against her bound body. Her grabbed on to her and forcibly entered her body. She could see his eye glaze over has his cock felt the inside of her pussy. Pleasing himself he used her. And she wanted to cum so badly and every time her pelvis would tighten he would swat her on her tight and tell her no. He used her pussy so hard that she screamed through the gag. For a good hour for so, he pleased himself using, he tugged on her nipple piercing and sucked on her nipples so hard. He got himself ready to climax and whispered in her ear. “I’m cumming my little beast”. He quickly took off her gag and told her to beg him to cum inside her. And she did… she promised obedience and she would ask for permission do to anything with her body the next time. He looked into her eyes… and said…I want you to cum with me my little slut. He looked at her and bellowed, " cum my little slut, cum for your Master" She screamed loudly. He could feel her orgasm. And at the same time he held her so tight to him that could he feel his hand dig into her shoulders. He came so profoundly that her body shook. He then went down on her pussy and teased her clit and that quivered so helplessly. He completely ate her out and could taste her cum as well as his. When he had done what she thought was everything he could so. He wasn't finished with her. With her pussy shaking; her whole body for that matter, he found her dildo and used it on her. He looked her square in the face and said... “you won't masturbate with out me again will you slut....?" “No... She panted.... "You are my little , aren't you?” And this little likes to be fucked by her Master doesn't she....?" He screamed at her to answer.... “She bellowed out... "Yes! i love it when my Masters uses me.. And fucks me and has his way with me..." He stroked the didlo in and out of her. She screamed for him to take her again. She looked him in the eye and begged and pleaded with him to fuck her. To use her body in any manner he saw fit. She saw his cock grow in size moments after they had came together. He was so incredibly turned on by his little toy. He climbed back on top of her. He fucked her like his life depended on it. She looked at him, straight in his blue eyes... She called him Alucard, not Master ...... she called out to him as her lover not her Master. With that he climaxed so deep inside her, she could swear she could feel everything. She couldn't move at that point. He started to untie her and then picked her up in his arms and held his beautiful beast. He looked at her and asked her what she called him. Shy fully she said... “I call you Alucard" and at that moment she had realized to her shame what she had done. She started to apologize profusely to him. He took his finger and bumped her nose as said. “Don't worry about it my pet. You were amazing and you pleased me beyond anything I could hope for”.
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Evening 3
Posted:Nov 13, 2005 9:02 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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* She stands in her studio in front of a huge piece of canvas stretched from the ceiling to the floor. On her pallet she has Titanium White, Brilliant Yellow, Bordeaux, Cadmium Red, Phlhalo Green, Brilliant Blue and Creulean Blue. With all her energy and skill she takes her 1 inch brush and puts paint on it. She notices that there isn’t any music in the back ground so she picks up the remote and turns on the stereo. With the rage full music that she loves so much, she put the paint on the canvas with massive fury. From out side the room, he stood there quiet as could be and watched her body move with the music. He sees her passion and wants some for his own. He is very afraid that when the night comes that she will be all spent. He comes up from behind her and grasps her bosom. He notices that under the very tight white tank that she isn’t wearing a bra today. He takes her neck and kisses her very forcefully and passionately, nipping and biting as she moans heavily. He spins her around and reaches for the tail of her shirt. He pulls the shirt up over her head and the paint brush is still in her hand. She can’t help but to get paint on him. He doesn’t seem to care. He backs her up to her painting. The wet paint imprints to her backside. He kisses her neck, chest, and nips at her breast. Without even thinking she grabs the back of his hair to hold on for dear life. He makes his way down her body, straight down to her jeans. He unbuttons them with a fury similar to her painting. He can’t wait to have her. He pulls her out of her jeans and discards them quickly, until she is left standing in a pair of white cotton panties. With an evil grin, he takes his fingers to her paint pallet and runs his fingers through blue and then the green. Takes the paint to her body and runs it from her chest to her stomach down her leg and with the excess he smears it all over her. She is so turned on that her blood boils inside. She reaches for his shirt collar. Inside the voice is telling her, ‘that shirt is coming off’. With all she has, she unbuttons his shirt. With clothes flying and paint everywhere, he pulls her legs out from underneath her and rolls up his shirt and places it under her head as a pillow. He runs his hands all over her body, grasps her breasts and leans forward teasing her nipples with his tongue. He gazes at her and tells her in such confidence “I want and desire you so badly” he reaches for her hand and slides it down his pants until she can feel him. She is taken back to how incredibly hard he is. She looks into his eyes, with his piercingly blue eyes; she knows that she isn’t leaving the room for a long while. He crawls back up to her and says, “Can I have you?” without hesitation yes says “yes!” With that, what clothes were still on, were now off. He took his hands and ran them between her legs. He could feel how warm she was. He took a finger and placed it on her piercing she had down there, rubbing her clit. He watched her eyes glazed over and look at him with such reverence. She tried to tell him with her eyes that she wanted him inside her but she didn’t have the words. He took his finger and slid it between her lips he could feel how wet she was and that sensation drove him crazy. With a controlled force he pushed his fingers inside her as he watched her move and moan toward him. He could feel her quiver inside. He knew that she was ready but he wanted to see her urn for him; to almost beg him with her body and she did. She reached for his face started to kiss him like he had never been kissed before. With her body she positioned him on top of her. She could feel him so hard against her she couldn’t stand it. She reached for him so she could put him inside her and he wouldn’t let her. He was so eager to have her that he was going to tease her just a bit longer, not much. When he almost couldn’t stand it any longer; he grabbed her arms and put them over her head. With one hand he pinned her and with the other he took himself and teased her horribly. And as fast as it all started he was inside of her and all she could do was scream out. He made incredible love to her in her studio. He pleased every part of her body. Paint was everywhere and they didn’t care. With every orgasm she had he looked into her eyes. He wanted to see as well as feel her burst every time. He wanted her to cry out in ecstasy and to hold nothing back. She longed for such a time with him. Every push and stroke was as if she was in heaven and she was. They made love to each other so passionately and intensively that sweat was beading off of them. She had climaxed so many times that is was finally his turn. He told at her and that he was there. Without him even thinking he tried to pull away from her, but she kept him with her and let him explode inside her. She could feel him throbbing inside of her it was almost more than she could bear. They held each other for what seem for hours in her studio. One of her songs on her cd played and it seemed to fit the mood for what she was feeling.Afterwards trying to create beautiful pieces of art was a lot to ask for because she always wondered if he was there watching her. Actually she was hoping that he was.
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