The Love of Ownership
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Erotica › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
26
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18,782
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Category:
Erotica › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
26
Views:
18,782
Reviews:
15
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
Disclaimer:
This is entirely my work, and being realistic fiction means that most characters are based off of real people I know and have gained permission. Any resemblance to things in your live are entirely accidental.
Vacation
We were wandering around town, looking at shops and making a few purchases here and there when we came across a candle shop. Krys obviously wanted something from here, but the artificial scent from some of their candles made my head hurt. so Krys, being the wonderful lover that he is, turned to me, and with more Dom in his voice than I think he meant, told me to stay there. My body responded in turn, nodding softly at my Master's command.
As he went in, a woman with came up to me and began scolding me, telling me what a horrible woman I was for letting Krys treat me like that. I tried to defend myself, but she wouldn't stop talking for long enough to let me get a word in. I started to cry before Krys exited the store and she turned her claws onto him.
“And you! You misogynistic bastard! What give you the right to give any woman orders?” Her rage was obvious, but Krys only smiled coldly, bringing up his right hand.
The woman and I both flinched in fear of a strike, but quickly regained our composure as we noticed the ring on his finger.
“I got the right when she chose to marry me.”
“And I bet you made her promise to obey too, didn't you?”
“Or I know enough about her to know she can't stand overpowering candle shops, but loves this flavor, so I was a gentleman and got it. But you wouldn't know anything about that would you?”
I could see her deflating, but she stood fast.
“I bet that boy over there does a great job being a perfect gentlemen after you took away his will to be his own person.” Krys is only six foot, and his wiry frame doesn't sound imposing, but when he has to protect someone he loves, he gets very scary, very quickly. He broke her resolve and she slunk away quietly, afraid to incur any more of his wrath.
Freed from the verbal assault, I broke down, collapsing into his arms, crying softly, “I... I didn't know what to do... Thank you.”
He kissed my forehead and held me close against him, his strength feeding into me. “It's alright Beautiful. Let's go get a warm drink to calm us both down.”
I nodded softly as he lead me comfortingly to a small cafe where we had a light lunch of sandwiches and cocoa.
As we sat at the table, I reached down to look in the bag that Krys had got before rescuing me, but he pulled it away and gave me a look that told me any further attempts would be met with... displeasure.
After lunch we traveled to a few other shops before heading back for the night. Krys had purchased enough stuff to fill a large grocery bag, of which he would let me carry. It wasn't until we got back that he let me see what was in the bag. “So, you wanted to know what I've been buying all day?”
“Yes! You've been awful secretive and I want to know why.” He handed me the bag and I opened it. I was almost speechless as I realized what lay before me. “Can... Can we do this tonight?”
He nodded coyly, “Yes, that was the plan...”
“Thank you!” I kissed his neck softly and began to undress, Krys preparing his purchases out of sight. I then laid face down on the bed, waiting for him to begin.
I shivered as I laid face down on the bed, my body completely naked before Krys. I heard movement behind me as he finished his preparations, then he came over to the bed and knelt beside me. He kissed my ear as I heard the music begin to play in the background. It was Celtic flute, accompanied by the sounds of the sea. He knew how much I loved the combination, and must have picked it up at the record store today.
His bag of secrets that had slowly filled over the day, and caused me so much curiosity had been filled with the essentials for a night of romantic relaxation. My mind began to wander as I smelled the sweet incense He had picked up today, before protecting me from that bitch. My mind came back into sharp focus as I thought of her, but a reassuring kiss from my lover reminded me what I was supposed to be thinking about. Then I felt soft silk press against my eyes. I struggled for a moment before he held me firm, whispering quietly, “This is to keep you focused only on your other senses, and to make sure you fully enjoy this evening.”
I nodded and mumbled an agreement before relaxing again. Then he gently stroked my arms before working them towards the headboard and using a pair of soft leather cuffs to hold them there. I squirmed in anticipation before I heard him open a bottle and felt the cold of liquid on my back. At first I stiffened, however as the liquid sat, it slowly became warm against my skin. My Master began to slowly rub it into my skin, massaging my back and shoulders as the lotion warmed my body. I shivered as he blew gently on my now warm and sensitive skin. Then came the true massage. His hands digging deep into my back, slowly working away all the tension. He then worked his way down my thighs, his soft touch causing me to shiver despite my warmth. Then my calves, then my feet. The feeling of his hands warming my skin caused me to moan with pleasure and fall into a deep state of bliss. Then he moved on to my other leg.
At this point I was almost completely out of it, so much so, that I don't remember him doing my arms, but then he turned me over, and I woke ever so slightly to feel him massaging my chest, then he moved onto my breasts. He massaged my breasts, then he got my attention.
Blind to my assailant, I felt his lips clash against mine in a deep and loving kiss. In reflex I tried to wrap my arms around him, but the bounds held me fast. I struggled with my bonds as our kiss deepened, and his hands worked their way down my body, my hips grinding against his thigh as he knelt above me. We broke our kiss as he slid down my body, kissing my erect nipples as I felt his hard shaft leaking precum on my thigh.
“Krys...” I moaned out to him. “Please....”
He obliged my wish, even without my direct request, he knew what I needed. He filled me with his shaft, slowly pumping to the rhythm of the music. My mind fogged by the sensory overload, my orgasm came quickly, a powerful rush of love and romance, my body in a state of pure bliss and ecstasy at the same time. I collapsed on the bed as I felt his seed fill me. As I came down from my high, I felt the blindfold and cuffs removed, but I didn't open my eyes. I merely leaned into my lovers chest, wrapping my now free arms around him and let sleep take me away. I heard his voice whisper his love to me, but my body was too weak to respond. I fell asleep in his arms, as I had done many times before.
As he went in, a woman with came up to me and began scolding me, telling me what a horrible woman I was for letting Krys treat me like that. I tried to defend myself, but she wouldn't stop talking for long enough to let me get a word in. I started to cry before Krys exited the store and she turned her claws onto him.
“And you! You misogynistic bastard! What give you the right to give any woman orders?” Her rage was obvious, but Krys only smiled coldly, bringing up his right hand.
The woman and I both flinched in fear of a strike, but quickly regained our composure as we noticed the ring on his finger.
“I got the right when she chose to marry me.”
“And I bet you made her promise to obey too, didn't you?”
“Or I know enough about her to know she can't stand overpowering candle shops, but loves this flavor, so I was a gentleman and got it. But you wouldn't know anything about that would you?”
I could see her deflating, but she stood fast.
“I bet that boy over there does a great job being a perfect gentlemen after you took away his will to be his own person.” Krys is only six foot, and his wiry frame doesn't sound imposing, but when he has to protect someone he loves, he gets very scary, very quickly. He broke her resolve and she slunk away quietly, afraid to incur any more of his wrath.
Freed from the verbal assault, I broke down, collapsing into his arms, crying softly, “I... I didn't know what to do... Thank you.”
He kissed my forehead and held me close against him, his strength feeding into me. “It's alright Beautiful. Let's go get a warm drink to calm us both down.”
I nodded softly as he lead me comfortingly to a small cafe where we had a light lunch of sandwiches and cocoa.
As we sat at the table, I reached down to look in the bag that Krys had got before rescuing me, but he pulled it away and gave me a look that told me any further attempts would be met with... displeasure.
After lunch we traveled to a few other shops before heading back for the night. Krys had purchased enough stuff to fill a large grocery bag, of which he would let me carry. It wasn't until we got back that he let me see what was in the bag. “So, you wanted to know what I've been buying all day?”
“Yes! You've been awful secretive and I want to know why.” He handed me the bag and I opened it. I was almost speechless as I realized what lay before me. “Can... Can we do this tonight?”
He nodded coyly, “Yes, that was the plan...”
“Thank you!” I kissed his neck softly and began to undress, Krys preparing his purchases out of sight. I then laid face down on the bed, waiting for him to begin.
I shivered as I laid face down on the bed, my body completely naked before Krys. I heard movement behind me as he finished his preparations, then he came over to the bed and knelt beside me. He kissed my ear as I heard the music begin to play in the background. It was Celtic flute, accompanied by the sounds of the sea. He knew how much I loved the combination, and must have picked it up at the record store today.
His bag of secrets that had slowly filled over the day, and caused me so much curiosity had been filled with the essentials for a night of romantic relaxation. My mind began to wander as I smelled the sweet incense He had picked up today, before protecting me from that bitch. My mind came back into sharp focus as I thought of her, but a reassuring kiss from my lover reminded me what I was supposed to be thinking about. Then I felt soft silk press against my eyes. I struggled for a moment before he held me firm, whispering quietly, “This is to keep you focused only on your other senses, and to make sure you fully enjoy this evening.”
I nodded and mumbled an agreement before relaxing again. Then he gently stroked my arms before working them towards the headboard and using a pair of soft leather cuffs to hold them there. I squirmed in anticipation before I heard him open a bottle and felt the cold of liquid on my back. At first I stiffened, however as the liquid sat, it slowly became warm against my skin. My Master began to slowly rub it into my skin, massaging my back and shoulders as the lotion warmed my body. I shivered as he blew gently on my now warm and sensitive skin. Then came the true massage. His hands digging deep into my back, slowly working away all the tension. He then worked his way down my thighs, his soft touch causing me to shiver despite my warmth. Then my calves, then my feet. The feeling of his hands warming my skin caused me to moan with pleasure and fall into a deep state of bliss. Then he moved on to my other leg.
At this point I was almost completely out of it, so much so, that I don't remember him doing my arms, but then he turned me over, and I woke ever so slightly to feel him massaging my chest, then he moved onto my breasts. He massaged my breasts, then he got my attention.
Blind to my assailant, I felt his lips clash against mine in a deep and loving kiss. In reflex I tried to wrap my arms around him, but the bounds held me fast. I struggled with my bonds as our kiss deepened, and his hands worked their way down my body, my hips grinding against his thigh as he knelt above me. We broke our kiss as he slid down my body, kissing my erect nipples as I felt his hard shaft leaking precum on my thigh.
“Krys...” I moaned out to him. “Please....”
He obliged my wish, even without my direct request, he knew what I needed. He filled me with his shaft, slowly pumping to the rhythm of the music. My mind fogged by the sensory overload, my orgasm came quickly, a powerful rush of love and romance, my body in a state of pure bliss and ecstasy at the same time. I collapsed on the bed as I felt his seed fill me. As I came down from my high, I felt the blindfold and cuffs removed, but I didn't open my eyes. I merely leaned into my lovers chest, wrapping my now free arms around him and let sleep take me away. I heard his voice whisper his love to me, but my body was too weak to respond. I fell asleep in his arms, as I had done many times before.