Yes, Master
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
16,165
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter 5
I had to split this chapter because it was just to long. The next chapter should be published by the end of the week. I was getting to excited and had to stop....winks. Oh, and please review...smiles
Chapter 5
His stern gaze upon her, she shivered with the need to please him; all desires linked to wanting to serve him, to know his needs, wants and desires and to fulfill them. He quirked his eyebrow watching her, seeing her shaking, the nervousness and her fighting her natural submission. He lifted his gaze from her and moved it to his own slut. With a glance to her, she smiled and lightly moaned while she moved to him immediately falling to knees. Just a look and she knew her place, knew what he demanded from her. Ancilla, one day too, hoped to understand those looks...just as ariel did. He fisted her hair with his strong hand and ravished her mouth with his, raping it. His slut moaned into his mouth, his other hand pushing up her dress and driving apart her thighs in a swift demanding motion. She gasped as he exited the kiss by pulling on her bottom lip with this teeth.
Ancilla's breath restless, eyes wide, fixed upon them and what she was witnessing. She felt herself longing to be ariel, longing to feel his touch. Watching, silently,they continued. Ariel's own breath rigid and coarse, her master released her thighs to unbutton his jeans, pulling them off of himself, exposing his ready cock. He fiercely gripped her thighs again, spreading them wide before he growled and backhanded her; the slut's eyes wide and full of fear...full of hunger. His mouth again took hers, demanding access. Ferociously, he pushed her to the floor, his own body following hers. The look in his eyes manic as she hissed at him and he slapped her again, brutally.
Ancilla fell to her knees watching the sheer brutality of it, her own body weak as she stared, almost feeling the sting as her hairs stood on end. The observing slut's clit twitching as she panted at the spectacle. They continued on, his rough hands taking hold of ariel's breast, tugging at them vehemently as gasps of air lingered out of her wanton mouth. One hand trailed down to her swollen clit to torture it. Her moans becoming loud as he said, “Quiet, slut”, s his hand left her breast to forcefully press against her chest before he backhanded her again. Then placing his fingers upon her throat, squeezing the sound from her, taking it from her, taking it from his property.
Ariel' eyes widened in fear and ecstasy as her hips bucked in desire to feel more of him; her clit almost whimpering, straining to succumb. He quickly removed his hands from her and removed her dress over her head, his movements precise as fingers grabbed her throat again, rigorously . His dark eyes piercing through her soul as he forced his way between her thighs to claim what was his. She gasped for what little air she could get as his hard cock penetrated though her tight, soakened cunt.
Ancilla panted and moaned as her eyes fell heavy watching the scene taking place before her. Her body ached to be touched, by him...her...or even herself. She fell to her hip as her hands moved to brush against her thighs almost without thought, but not moving any higher. She closed her eyes for a moment as she whimpered unconsciously. The sound of his growl causing her eyes to pop open, seeing him looking directly at her. His stern look warned without words that she was not to think about touching herself. Fear appeared on her face and as her teeth clamped down on her bottom lip, lowering her gaze in shame for even touching her thighs at all.
He pumped into ariel with vigor as she writhed under him, desiring to please him as she moaned and screamed. Her body belonged to him and she well knew what he liked. Ancilla heard him growling something to ariel, but couldn't make out what he was saying. The two of them enraptured in pleasure between a master and his slave as he continued to thrust into her. Her body shivering and trembling under him. Ancilla watched as he roughly fucked his property, bringing ariel's arms up above her head, and growling a whisper to her ear as he slowed down briefly. Ariel called out, “Yes, Master! Yes, Master!, please!” He backhanded her across the face as tears began to stream down. Ancilla's own body soaked in her own sweltering juices as strength left her to bring her closer to the ground; hands trying madly to hold her up as she salivated from her mouth. Her mind reeling from watching them; body damning itself in it's desires unfulfilled. She whimpered and began to cry as she continued to watch; body shaking, as tears painted her face.
He flipped his slave; tugging her hair back till she bent almost completely, making it easier to again snarl into her ear. Weeping, she begged out to him, “Yes, Yes, Master!” Ancilla watched as tears continued to flow, her own clit palpating from need as simple air brought misery to her drenched cunt. She watched the spectacle for some time as she continued to writhe from witnessing it. He continued to savagely take his slave, rubbing her clit, pinching it, biting her nipples and her neck, marking her completely with him. She was his to do as such as he roughly fucked her. Ancilla watched as he shifted ariel and shoved her face into the cushions of the couch, taking her from behind. One hand in her hair, keeping her face down and the other on her hip pulling himself deeper into his slut, using her for his pleasure. Ancilla heard him growl, watching his body tense as he thrust harder into. Ariel's screams, muffled as he thrust a final time and released his hot seed into her; claiming her again, as always, his.
He released his fist from her mangled hair after a few final thrust: Ariel fell onto the floor in a heaping mess of satisfied lust before turning her head to look upon him. Grabbing the back of her head, pulling her closer, he kissed her passionately. “Thank you, Master”, she said. He stood up, gathered his jeans and proceeded to put them back on, zipping himself as he walked towards the shivering ancilla. Towering over her for a moment, ancilla made to look up to him. Her body quivering as he fisted her hair, bringing her neck back as she lifted up off of the floor. Leaning over, he snarled into her ear causing fear to etch across her face; nipples tweaking painfully under his fist. She moaned softly as her body shuffled to kneel again, spreading knees wide. He grinned as fresh tears began to fall down her flushed cheeks. Pale green eyes blinking slowly to a final close as a whisper of desire left her soft lips, “Please, Master!”
Chapter 5
His stern gaze upon her, she shivered with the need to please him; all desires linked to wanting to serve him, to know his needs, wants and desires and to fulfill them. He quirked his eyebrow watching her, seeing her shaking, the nervousness and her fighting her natural submission. He lifted his gaze from her and moved it to his own slut. With a glance to her, she smiled and lightly moaned while she moved to him immediately falling to knees. Just a look and she knew her place, knew what he demanded from her. Ancilla, one day too, hoped to understand those looks...just as ariel did. He fisted her hair with his strong hand and ravished her mouth with his, raping it. His slut moaned into his mouth, his other hand pushing up her dress and driving apart her thighs in a swift demanding motion. She gasped as he exited the kiss by pulling on her bottom lip with this teeth.
Ancilla's breath restless, eyes wide, fixed upon them and what she was witnessing. She felt herself longing to be ariel, longing to feel his touch. Watching, silently,they continued. Ariel's own breath rigid and coarse, her master released her thighs to unbutton his jeans, pulling them off of himself, exposing his ready cock. He fiercely gripped her thighs again, spreading them wide before he growled and backhanded her; the slut's eyes wide and full of fear...full of hunger. His mouth again took hers, demanding access. Ferociously, he pushed her to the floor, his own body following hers. The look in his eyes manic as she hissed at him and he slapped her again, brutally.
Ancilla fell to her knees watching the sheer brutality of it, her own body weak as she stared, almost feeling the sting as her hairs stood on end. The observing slut's clit twitching as she panted at the spectacle. They continued on, his rough hands taking hold of ariel's breast, tugging at them vehemently as gasps of air lingered out of her wanton mouth. One hand trailed down to her swollen clit to torture it. Her moans becoming loud as he said, “Quiet, slut”, s his hand left her breast to forcefully press against her chest before he backhanded her again. Then placing his fingers upon her throat, squeezing the sound from her, taking it from her, taking it from his property.
Ariel' eyes widened in fear and ecstasy as her hips bucked in desire to feel more of him; her clit almost whimpering, straining to succumb. He quickly removed his hands from her and removed her dress over her head, his movements precise as fingers grabbed her throat again, rigorously . His dark eyes piercing through her soul as he forced his way between her thighs to claim what was his. She gasped for what little air she could get as his hard cock penetrated though her tight, soakened cunt.
Ancilla panted and moaned as her eyes fell heavy watching the scene taking place before her. Her body ached to be touched, by him...her...or even herself. She fell to her hip as her hands moved to brush against her thighs almost without thought, but not moving any higher. She closed her eyes for a moment as she whimpered unconsciously. The sound of his growl causing her eyes to pop open, seeing him looking directly at her. His stern look warned without words that she was not to think about touching herself. Fear appeared on her face and as her teeth clamped down on her bottom lip, lowering her gaze in shame for even touching her thighs at all.
He pumped into ariel with vigor as she writhed under him, desiring to please him as she moaned and screamed. Her body belonged to him and she well knew what he liked. Ancilla heard him growling something to ariel, but couldn't make out what he was saying. The two of them enraptured in pleasure between a master and his slave as he continued to thrust into her. Her body shivering and trembling under him. Ancilla watched as he roughly fucked his property, bringing ariel's arms up above her head, and growling a whisper to her ear as he slowed down briefly. Ariel called out, “Yes, Master! Yes, Master!, please!” He backhanded her across the face as tears began to stream down. Ancilla's own body soaked in her own sweltering juices as strength left her to bring her closer to the ground; hands trying madly to hold her up as she salivated from her mouth. Her mind reeling from watching them; body damning itself in it's desires unfulfilled. She whimpered and began to cry as she continued to watch; body shaking, as tears painted her face.
He flipped his slave; tugging her hair back till she bent almost completely, making it easier to again snarl into her ear. Weeping, she begged out to him, “Yes, Yes, Master!” Ancilla watched as tears continued to flow, her own clit palpating from need as simple air brought misery to her drenched cunt. She watched the spectacle for some time as she continued to writhe from witnessing it. He continued to savagely take his slave, rubbing her clit, pinching it, biting her nipples and her neck, marking her completely with him. She was his to do as such as he roughly fucked her. Ancilla watched as he shifted ariel and shoved her face into the cushions of the couch, taking her from behind. One hand in her hair, keeping her face down and the other on her hip pulling himself deeper into his slut, using her for his pleasure. Ancilla heard him growl, watching his body tense as he thrust harder into. Ariel's screams, muffled as he thrust a final time and released his hot seed into her; claiming her again, as always, his.
He released his fist from her mangled hair after a few final thrust: Ariel fell onto the floor in a heaping mess of satisfied lust before turning her head to look upon him. Grabbing the back of her head, pulling her closer, he kissed her passionately. “Thank you, Master”, she said. He stood up, gathered his jeans and proceeded to put them back on, zipping himself as he walked towards the shivering ancilla. Towering over her for a moment, ancilla made to look up to him. Her body quivering as he fisted her hair, bringing her neck back as she lifted up off of the floor. Leaning over, he snarled into her ear causing fear to etch across her face; nipples tweaking painfully under his fist. She moaned softly as her body shuffled to kneel again, spreading knees wide. He grinned as fresh tears began to fall down her flushed cheeks. Pale green eyes blinking slowly to a final close as a whisper of desire left her soft lips, “Please, Master!”