“Momma, we could come and stay here more. Abraham likes having us here and wants us to spend more time here. He told us so as we were walking up here. He wants us to be happy here so that we can be here all the time! Right, Abraham?”
“Rose, what are you talking about? You should not say“
“Hush, Pearl. I did say that to them as we were coming upstairs.” Winking at Rose and Iris he keeps going, “I do hope that they and you will be comfortable here so that you can spend more time here in the future.” Turning away from the girls and looking me straight in the eyes he finishes with “Preferably all your time.”
With a shake of my head I look at my oldest daughter “Sorry, Rose, I didn’t hear him say that. I didn’t mean to make it seem like you were being naughty when you were not. See, Mommies make mistakes too.” The girls laugh at that.
Abraham grabs each girl in an arm and asks, “Who’s ready to go explore the museum?” Looking at Rose, “Are you ready to go?” As she nods he moves his head around to the other side and looks at Iris “Are you ready too, precious?” She nods her head quickly. “Let’s get going then ladies.” As he leads the way down towards the garage and his truck.
“Abraham, we have to take the SUV because the girls’ car seats are in there.” I try to change direction so that we are heading out to my vehicle.
“No, we will take the truck. I got seats for the girls when my mom and I went to the store the other day. I told you, Pearl, I am in it to build a future with you. Since you seem to question that I will just have to slowly prove it to you and put your issues to rest.”
As we all settle into the truck Abraham helping Rose while I help Iris. Settling into the front seat I glance over at the man who just would not stop surprising me and can’t help the grin that spreads across my face. Turning his head slowly at me I felt the heat from his gaze and quickly turned to face forward with a blush rushing to my cheeks. He grabs my hand and brings it to his lips kissing it gently before taking a finger into his mouth. Biting down sharply on that finger and then kissing the hurt away. What kind of a weekend am I in for?
Chapter 22- Abraham
Spending the day at the museum with a two and four-year-old really spins my world on its axis. It is awe inspiring to see the world through the eyes of children. The girls are so good in the museum and seeing some of the stuff through their eyes has me longing to spend more time with them. Maybe even thinking about having a few of my own, not that these two beauties would not be enough, but I would love to see Pearl growing fat with my baby in her. Just the thought has me needing to adjust myself and trying to get myself thinking about anything else.
After four or five hours and lots of snacks at the museum we head back to my house so the girls can nap meaning Pearl and I can have a little time alone, hopefully enough to work through some of the issues that have come up. Her constant doubts of me and my motives behind wanting to be with her, being the major fucking problem for me.
In the truck on the way home we start discussing some of our issues after the girls have passed out. Pearl mentions that she is sorry that she was weary to let me meet the girls because she was questioning my intentions with her. As I start rubbing her thigh I ask, “Have you been thinking about things like I asked of you, Little One? Do you think you have come to the answers that I wanted you to find about your doubts of me?”
“Yes, Sir, I have been thinking, and I think I have come to some solutions. It is hard for me to have faith or trust in you, and I know that it should not be that way. I know that you have done nothing to cause me to doubt you, but previous experiences in my life have made it hard for me to trust. That’s why I jumped down your throat when I heard that you had been at the Dungeon with Layla. You did nothing to earn distrust from me, but I wrongly gave it to you based on my past. I’m sorry for that, Sir.”
I carry on with rubbing her thigh, moving up it slowly, as she continues, “I knew with the chemistry that we had after that first night, that it would be difficult to hold you off for very long. I guess I didn’t understand that you were serious when you spoke of building a future with me because it is not something that I expected or really thought I wanted to happen to me at this point in my life. When you kept persisting on having something more than a quick fuck, like I thought I wanted, it scared me. It seems that the more I fight the fact that you want to be with me the more you prove me wrong.”
As we pull up to a stop sign my lips slowly make contact with her ear as I whisper, “Very good, Little One. I’m glad that you had time to think things through. Stop fighting and questioning me then we can just enjoy us being together, hmm?”
As we pull up to my house we each grab a girl and as gently as possible move them into their bedroom. Neither of them wakes up so we are able to continue our previous discussion. Walking towards my bedroom I gently tug her towards me as I kick the door shut behind us.
My hands creep around her stomach and under her shirt to have some contact with those amazing tits. “How about touching yourself these last few days? Were you able to hold yourself back from these dazzling tits and that tight cunt as I told you to?”
“Yes, Sir. I didn’t pleasure myself when I was away from you.”
“Good. We don’t have time to do all I would really like to now, so we will hold most of the good stuff off until later. I would, however, enjoy it if we could do one thing now, though.”
“Yes, of course, Sir. What would you like to do?” Her looking up at me with those big brown doe eyes causes my heart to skip a beat thinking about all the things I would like to do to her.
“When I told you that I would not like you to touch yourself for the last two days it was all I could think of when I took myself in my hand. So, I want to watch you pleasure yourself, Little One, to see how close my visions of it were. Get up on the bed and take your clothing off then lay on your back.”
On a shaky breath, she answers, “OK, Sir.”
Rising from the bed, I grab a chair out of the corner of the room and put it in front of the bed. Adjusting my hardening cock, a groan escapes me as I look at Pearl and take my seat waiting for this show to start.
Pearl slides back on the bed smoothly adjusting some pillows underneath her. Her head is against the headboard but angled so she can still look into my eyes. God she is fucking beautiful.
She sits up off the pillows and her hands leisurely start roaming over her body. As her hands slowly tug her shirt up and over her head she leans forward as she undoes and removes her bra flinging it at me. I get slapped in the face with a whiff of her as the pink bra lands in my lap and I have to hold myself back from leaping on her.
She continues herself pleasuring by teasing her nipples and pulling on the rings through them until they are hard peaks under her deft hands, she keeps caressing her breasts as her right hand slowly slides down her stomach and stops to rest on the button of her jeans.
I notice scratches on her arm and a few little bruises on her stomach. I move quickly and capture her arm in my hand. “Little One, What are those scrapes and bruises from?”
“Breaking up fights at school again. The kids really must not have appreciated me being out for the majority of the week, because they were really pieces of work yesterday.”
“You really need to keep yourself out of those, Pearl, that is why there is security at your school. Yes? Please promise me you will stay out of those fights. You will get hurt worse than scrapes or a few bruises if you don’t stop.”
“OK, Abraham, I will try.”
I let go of her hand and take her mouth with mine. Leaving her breathless I slowly sit back down and nod my head signaling her to continue.
Popping open her jeans and dragging the zipper down, Pearl reveals soft pink panties that perfectly match her bra. Lifting her hips off the bed, she drags her jeans down and off her body. Straightening back into her previous position, she resumes her slow assault on her nipple with one hand. Her other hand starts to rub over her belly, thighs,
and cunt. When she spreads her legs to get a better angel on her pussy, I can see that her panties are soaked through with her juices. Slipping her hand under her panties she starts to move her hand tantalizingly through her slick folds. A soft moan escapes her lips as she keeps up her fingering.
I cannot help growling out, “Take the panties off I want to see my cunt when you finger it!”
Shimmying her panties down her long, luscious legs she kicks them at me and resumes her teasing. I pick them up and bring them to my nose and inhale her scent deeply and let out a groan. While she is tracing her fingers over, though, and around her cunt making sure that she holds my eye contact, she plunges a finger into herself mewling loudly. Simultaneously our moans break the silence in the room. Plunging her finger into herself she continues to rub her tight bundle of nerves with her palm.
Pearl has not broken eye contact with me during this whole show until she notices that there is something moving in my lap. Her eyes move down to see that I have released my cock from my jeans and am slowly stroking it from root to tip. She licks her lips as she continues to peruse me while continuing her assault on her cunt.
“Continue your touching, Little One, but-” as I get up and walk to the edge of the bed leaning my hips toward her “-take me in your mouth.” As she speeds up the pace of the finger that is thrusting in and out of her, she adds a second finger and leans over using her free hand to lead my cock into her mouth.
Pearl is having trouble coordinating the two tasks I have asked her to perform simultaneously, so I decide to help her. Pulling her head over toward the edge of the bed and let it roll back, I slid my cock back into her mouth and start to fuck her mouth as she continues to finger fuck herself. Knowing that she is close, and I am closing in on my orgasm, I gruffly spit out, “Come with me, Little One. Let’s fly together.” And we do.
Chapter 23- Pearl
It is nice enough outside that evening for us to be able to have a picnic with the girls at a park before we watch the girls’ favorite Disney movie. That night after Iris and Rose are in bed, we make our way into the kitchen to grab some drinks and then head to the bedroom. As we enter the master bedroom, I hear the loud click of the lock followed by that voice, “Take all of your clothing off, Little One, and kneel next to the bed for me, keeping those eyes down.”
Quickly, I do what he requests of me and notice him moving around the room gathering things. Stopping his collection he starts undressing unhurriedly. As my eyes slide shyly over his chest, abs, cock, and thighs my pussy weeps for this gorgeous man. As his head starts to move and his eyes shift to me I quickly take my position and avert my gaze downward. Thinking that I am sneaky enough that he might not have noticed me peaking at him while he wasn’t looking.
I was not as sneaky as I thought though.
“Little One, I saw you looking at me trying to figure out what I have planned for you. Why must you always push me? You know I don’t like when you have trouble following my commands. I will have to punish you and I will have to come up with a new way since you enjoy the spankings a little too much.”
He leaves me kneeling in position as he leaves the room. Time passes as I sit thinking about what Sir has told me. Contemplating, and trying to understand this man is something I am getting very use to doing. Entering the room again after what seems like an eternity, Abraham puts something down on the end of the bed and sits above me. His knee touching my shoulder and his leg resting along my arm, as his hand slowly comes down to my head, he absently strokes my hair.
“Rise and come with me, Little One,” he says as his hand strokes over my shoulder and runs down the length of my arm until he grasps my hand in his. He leads me to the end of the bed where he spins me around until I am facing the implements of my punishment. Peering down, I see what I will soon become intimately acquainted with. Black Alligator nipple clamps with a chain connecting them, a black leather flogger (with what looks like a glass cock on the end of it), a blindfold, a rather large butt plug, some lube, and a weird looking set of leather cuffs.
Abraham strokes his hand over my ass and in a low voice commands “Pick two of these implements, Little One.” When I don’t move to grab any or speak, he continues, “Or we could always use them all if you would like instead? Hmm?” I quickly reach for the blindfold in addition to the lube and turn, quickly handing them to him.
“Nicely done, a little slow but nice none the same. Now I guess I should have let you know that these will be the ones we are not using tonight. Hmm?” The smirk that now consumes his whole face almost makes me smile until I realize what he has just said and look back at the things still sitting on the bed.
OH FUCK ME!
My eyes must have given away my thoughts because I am quickly pushed forward and feel ten slaps land on my ass and thighs. “Control those thoughts too, Little One, your face gives everything away. It is wonderful for me to be able to see all your expressions, because you cannot hide a thing from me!”
I am quickly turned over then roughly tussled up in the cuffs which are set on my wrists and ankles. My feet are flat on the bed, my knees are up and somewhat apart while my arms lay flat next to my body. There are lengths of chain, maybe six or eight inches, between each pair of cuffs giving me some room to move.
“You look beautiful bound and open for me, Little One. I think a small adjustment will make this even better,” he says, looking me over. Abraham reaches over and presses my knees down so that I am open fully to him and then scoots me down so that my ass is almost hanging off of the bed. “Oh, Little One, the way your pussy is glistening really makes me rock fucking hard,” he says, stroking his cock through his pants. “First things first, though…” he trails off reaching for something else off the bed.
“I can see my pussy and that tight little asshole so well now. Let’s see how much wetter that little cunt can get for me. Hmm?” Slowing reaching down towards my nipples he removes the nipple rings that are securely in place. Then slowly starts to tweak, pull, and pinch first the left then the right nipple until they are elongated and engorged. “This clamp will bite when I put it on, girlie, however, soon it will be no more than a fleeting memory.” He places one and then the other clamp in position draping the chain lightly over my lips. “Hold still and control your running mouth with that chain between those luscious lips, if you don’t watch it you could tug on these gorgeous nipples.”
He reaches over me again to the area where the last two implements are. Grabbing one of them, he moves his face down to mine and plants a chaste kiss on my lips ending it with a tug on the chain that is draped between my lips. As he stands back up I see that he has grabbed the flogger and the smirk has transformed into a wicked smile as he trails the flogger over my breasts and down towards my thighs.
With no warning, he starts to wield the flogger lightly on my stomach and then more forcefully as he moves it down over my pussy and thighs. Continuing a constant bombardment for what seems like hours, I suddenly feel my cream leaking from me and the strands are gone. I have no idea how long he has been flogging me but, I am flying high.
Glancing down, towards Abraham who is still positioned at the end of the bed, I feel the glass handle of the flogger being teased around my vagina. Abraham tortures me running it over and around my lips, anus, and clit but never entering me with it. “Beg me, Little One, I know what you want, but you have to beg me for it. You beg so good I must have you do it more...”
Whimpering, I plead with him slowly, trying to not disturb the chain still lying across my mouth. “Sir, please, Sir. Fuck me. Stick your cock, or that glass cock, in my wet cunt. Please fuck me hard. I am dripping for you. Please Sir?” The chain that is placed in my mouth makes speaking with him very difficult, but I manage without causing too much strain on my tender nipples.
“Oh you beg so pretty, Little One.” He keeps up with the teasing, “You didn’t pull your nipple clamps while you were asking me so nicely to fuck you, which I would have liked to see. It took some
talent to not pull on those clamps, talent I didn’t think you would have. Hmm?” Pressing the tip of the glass cock to my entrance but no further, he says, “I will fuck you with this cock if you arch your back. Roll your head back, take that chain tightly in your teeth, and show me those tits getting strained under the pressure you’re applying.”
Complying with his commands is becoming a little too easy for me. Immediately, I start to arch my back, bringing my teeth together gripping the chain tighter between my teeth while rolling my head back. As a fire rips through my nipples from the drag of the chain, I feel the glass cock penetrate me.
I hear a loud moan/scream/screech which takes me a while to realize is coming from me. “No coming, Little One, wait for me to be buried inside this hot, tight, wet, cum canal!” is all I can hear before he slams the glass cock into me repeatedly.
Having a hard time staying off my orgasm, I do the only thing that I can think of to ease the oncoming pleasure. I yank up hard on the chain that is still in my mouth. This earns another painful screech to come out of my mouth. When the pain settles down I can’t help but squirm to try and keep the orgasm at bay.
“There is only one more step before my cock is buried deep inside you, girlie.” Taking the chain out of my mouth, and laying it across my neck, he reaches to the side of me. Grabbing the only thing left on the bed- that Pink butt plug. I was really hoping he would fucking forget about that. Abraham stopped his assault with the glass dildo and starts to rub the plug along my dripping cunt. “I’m getting you nice and prepared, Little One. I would hate to have any problems putting this plug straight up your ass. Now, hold still for me so I can bury this plug and then myself in you as well.”
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