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The day had been good for them both. The weather
had been outstanding and He’d been in heaven walking round
the base. She was happy now she’d come with Him, watching Him
take pictures all day long. Moving from hanger to hanger like a
child in a sweetie shop. Making this His Christmas present had been
a good idea and time spent with Him was always precious to her.
They decided not to eat out but rather to just
buy in a pile of goodies and stay indoors with the TV, the laptop
and each other for company.
She curled up on the bed and watched as He transferred
the pictures from the camera to the laptop and smiled softly to
herself.
How child like He was sometimes…so innocent
in His pleasures.
Who would have believed that a base full of WW2
planes would have given Him so much pleasure?
But she too had enjoyed the day. Looking at planes
that didn’t seem real, the sheer overwhelming size of the WW2
bombers and the B-52 had left her speechless, how she had had to
keep going back to look at it, how the Spitfire really was a sexy
little plane and how some of them looked like insects…big insects,
but insects all the same.
He crossed the room and lay beside her, gathering
her up in His arms, telling her how much He’d enjoyed the day,
the base and having her company.
 She
lay across His stomach and sighed softly. It was lucky the kids
were grown now and they could be left alone. In days gone by all
the time they had they’d spent fucking urgently, not getting
enough of each other and now…time spent together was precious.
Family life had just taken over them and it was times like this
that made them both realise that they were just as important as
the youngsters. Just having Him next to her was enough. To be able
to listen to His heartbeat as she lay in His arms, to be able to
inhale the scent of Him, to just have His arms about her, listening
to Him murmur how much He loved her.
His hands snaked lazily down along her back and
she arched catlike under His touch, lifting to accept her Masters
touch. His fingers gently pulled up the soft chiffon on the long
skirt to expose her curved ass to the slightly chilled air and she
gasped as His hand with a sharp crack on the smooth skin.
Shifting and lifting to meet His hand as it lands
again on the other soft cheek, hearing His teasing words, telling
her she loves the feel of His hand on her, smiling as she nestles
against Him. His hand landing a couple more times on the soft flesh,
leaving its telltale sting. Hearing Him tell her to kneel up and
her laughing softly telling Him, "No, it’ll hurt."
Nestling once more as He moves slowly from under
her. A visit to the bathroom she hears Him say as she lies and relaxes
as the sharp stinging sinks to a soft glow on her skin. Feeling
His weight move from the bed and the muffled sound of His feet on
the carpet, then the sound of the bathroom door opening.
she lay still on the quilt, savouring the moment
and letting the thoughts run through her mind then gasped suddenly
as His hands suddenly took her hips and pulled her up to meet His
cock. Struggling as little as she Felt Him sink swiftly into her
already wet cunt, filling her and stretching her open without warning.
Crying out at the first hard, savage thrust, tugging on the quilt
as He pulled her back along the hard length. Holding her tightly
at the top of her thighs, fucking her hard and fast, thrusting in
and out of her again and again.
Punishment for saying no to Him?
Fucking just because He’s horny?
His cock driving into her again and again, the
full, heavy balls swinging up to slap at her clit, her mind screaming,
deafening her as His cock thrusts in and out of her.
Stopping for a moment, allowing her to savour the
sweetness of a full cunt and then crying out suddenly as He pushed
her down deep into the quilt, driving into her once more, the Master
taking what’s His.
Feeling His hands hold her firmly, words tumbling
from her mouth, crying out as He slips from her cunt, His knees
knocking her thighs wide, groaning as He slides back into her, her
mind reeling.
Not a word from him as His cock takes her, claiming
her slut flesh as His own, the scent of the fuck filling the room,
the slick slapping sound of His full balls smacking against her
puffy slut cunt lips echoing round the room.
Her hands and fingers gripping the quilt, her body
trying to shift upwards and away from the savage thrusts as He holds
her hips firmly in place.
her mind reeling. Was this because she had laughingly
said no to Him?
Her mind and mouth whimpering as the hard fuck
continues, her body pressed down, her hips pulled high to the edge
of the bed as His cock takes her. His hips meeting hers as she tries
hard not to press back, the slut in her needing the fullness His
cock gives her, trying hard to deny what she needs from Him and
failing.
Whimpering softly as His cock is eased out of her,
the split second before it’s smooth, wet head begins to nudge
at her tight ass. The long drawn out, "NOOOOO." Then the
loud cry as His hand lands with a sharp crack on the already pink
and tender flesh. The low growl from Him as His words hit her ears.
"NO? That’s twice slut."
His hand holding her fast as He nudges again and
again at her slut ass, slipping in and out of the wet cunt, and
pushing at her tight ass, only to slip back into her needy cunt
and realising that He was coating His cock and pressing gently at
the tight hole. her hands reaching for Him, even as she groans out
the word "No", her fingers guiding Him, easing her ass
up to meet the sharp, sweet pain that will come.
The word echoing loudly round the room as with
one swift, sure thrust the tight muscle give way and her ass is
suddenly filled, the sharp sudden stab of pain sinking to sweet
pleasure as He pushes her thighs wider, pressing her body down deep
into the quilt and takes her wrists in His hands, holding her fast.
Her mind a whirlpool of torment. Screaming inwardly for Him to stop,
her mouth whimpering from beneath the mane of hair that is spread
over the quilt begging Him to stop…to wait…to be gentle
but her slut’s flesh betraying her as the hard, fast thrusts
push deeper and deeper into her and her hips and ass rose to meet
them.
Holding her fast in his grasp, her ass held fast
by the driving cock, His body over hers, her wrists held fast, and
her thighs spread wide. Her body giving way to the sheer delight
and pleasure of having her ass fucked. The sweet pain of each inwards
thrust, the relief of each withdrawal, only to have the pain back
again. Over and over, her body rides the pain now, welcoming it,
needing it, wanting it her; hips rising to meet His thrusts, still
held fast by His cock, body and hands.
Lust filling them both now, the need to cum strong,
her cunt clenching and gripping air now as His cock drives into
her, the throbbing base teasing her tight ass.
Hearing His growl of release as the hot, thick
cum fills her ass, pressing her hard down into the bed, driving
her over the edge, her body shifting up the bed with the last savage
thrust as He empties Himself into her body, filling her with His
seed.
Climbing off her swiftly to look down as the dis-shrivelled
slut beneath Him, her face buried in her arms, her body heaving
as she tries to control her breath, her ass still high in the air,
cum seeping from the still open hard fucked hole, the scent of her
cunt filling His nostrils, her clothes crumbled up around her body,
her hair tumbling down, hiding the softly flushed skin of her face.
Standing and looking down at her with pride…how
He loved this slut, how eager she was to please Him, how much pleasure
she gave Him, how willingly she served Him, without question…walking
away to the bathroom smiling…the Master, having claimed the
sluts body again, enforcing ownership, so she knew to whom she belonged.
She lay there a moment, allowing the pleasure to
wash over her once more as her ass and cunt began to relax.
How her body would ache in the morning, how her
cunt and ass would long for Him once more and yet she knew…He
would take her only when He wanted to…to use her for pleasure
and to give pleasure to the slut that was His…
How she loved Him, adored Him and would serve Him
without question as long as He wanted her…what girl wouldn’t
serve a Master as loving yet as strong as this?
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