When the plug is thoroughly soaked with my juices, Abraham starts to slowly push it into my tight asshole. Inserting and retreating, inserting and retreating, inserting and retreating, and I feel like my asshole is burning. Wiggling, I complain, “Please, Sir. Oh, Sir, it hurts. Please.” But, with a little bit more pressure he has it seated deep inside of me.
After a few deep breaths, the stars swimming in my eyelids start to fade, opening my eyes anew I see that Abraham is naked. Stroking his hard cock at the foot of the bed, Abraham looks at me like a hungry lion who has just found prey. He leans over taking the nipple clamps off, quickly soothing the pain with his mouth on first the right then the left nipple. He then moves my body up the bed in a fierce shove.
Coming up my body with his mouth Abraham situates himself on his elbows over me. Swallowing me whole in a kiss that is as heated as the sun, the pain rescinds as he gradually enters me. Looking through his hooded eyes for any sign of pain he keeps up a leisurely pace. Thrusting in and out in time with his persistent kisses leaves me little question as to his feelings for me.
I am so close to the edge that I am quickly moaning, hoping, and wishing that he is nearing his own release, but I need something more. “Sir, please fuck me harder. I am so close, I am aching for you to fill up my cum canal. Sir, please fuck me, make it hurt, Sir. Please, Sir,” I manage to get out on a whimper before a calloused hand tightens around my neck and he continues to pound into me. Just as I begin to fear for my lost breath, I combust with a force that I never imagined.
Abraham’s hands move slowly away from my neck and slide down to my waiting nipples. Pinching and teasing my nipples, I feel his cock slip out of me along with a rush of our mixed juices. As he continues to tease my nipples he leisurely takes the cuffs off of me. Rubbing my wrists and ankles as the cuffs come off he gently turns me and removes the butt plug. When he does each one of these things he makes me feel so cherished and cared for.
Exhaustion finally catches up to us after that extreme fucking. Cuddling up together we sleep like the dead. Well, until I get woken up by a long tongue licking my pussy having me wishing yet again for this man to be buried deep within my pussy. I didn’t have to wait long after the tongue lashing, when I am ravaged by that thick cock yet again.
Readying ourselves, I get the girls up as Abraham makes breakfast for us all. Following a great breakfast we head to the Aquarium and spend our time exploring. I decide to drive back up Milwaukee during the girls’ naptime so after we finished at the aquarium we drive to Abraham’s house. The girls helped get their stuff together and we pack the car to hit the road shortly after lunch.
The work week goes by too slowly, but I hear from Abraham every night except the night he has his demo at the Dungeon. We talked about it, and he decided to take another sub to do the scene so that I wouldn’t get upset again like I did when he worked with Layla last week. He told me on Thursday that the demo went well and he would have no problem using that sub again, if needed.
Abraham suggested that I come down to Chicago and go to the Dungeon with him and I just am not sure if that is something I am comfortable with. I am not sure if I want to meet the woman that he was doing his demos with and I am sure as fuck that I do not want to meet anyone he use to scene with and fuck. I guess I will just need to think more on it because I am sure he will not give up the idea if that is what he wants to happen.
I am really looking forward to the next few weeks because I will be getting to see Abraham frequently. He plans to come up on Saturday this week and then spend the following day with the girls. Then the next weekend there is a family BBQ at the clubhouse that he is really pushing for me to bring the girls down to. The only reason I am even thinking about attending the BBQ is because he told me that the Layla and the other whores are not allowed to come to family functions.
As this shit week finishes out I am really looking forward to Abraham coming up on Saturday. I have a babysitter all lined up and we are free until 2am. Now I just have to get through the next twenty-four hours until he gets here. Friday night passes by without a hiccup. Rose, Iris, and I watch a movie and cuddle on the couch together eating ice cream after we play outside for a couple hours. Waking up early Saturday morning, the excellent start to the weekend goes right down the shitter. The girls must be coming down with colds because they woke me up with a cough that sound like it should have belonged to an old man that chained smoked three packs a day. They are going to be really whining today and tomorrow we will not be able to go to the zoo because they will not be any fun feeling like that walking around outside in November. There goes our plans for a date night and hanging out tomorrow. FUCK ME!
I text Abraham after I get the girls settled on the couch: The girls woke up sounding like shit with bad colds. Thisweekend just got a hell of a lot less fun so you should just stay in Chicago. Maybe we can do something next weekend? Sorry
Waiting not even half a minute for his response I check my phone and read: Wrong Pearl. I will be there in less than two hours and we will take care of the girls together. I want to see you and spend time with the girls also; I don’t give a fuck if they are sick. I’ve missed you these last few days, Little One. I cannot wait to be buried balls deep in that tight wet cunt, right after I give your mouth a good fucking.
All I can text back is: Well okay then! Drive safe, see you soon
Always do. Oh and as far as next weekend goes we will be doing something. The family BBQ is on Sunday and you don’t want to see the punishment for going back on your word to me. You will at least come down and see what it is all about.
Chapter 24- Abraham
Pulling into the parking behind Pearl’s house around 10am I can’t help but think about the woman who has captured me: thoughts, cock, and heart. Only a month has gone by. and I know that this is the one to be my old lady as well as my wife, my submissive, and mother to our children. After the family BBQ next weekend I plan on talking to her about being my old lady and submissive then finally having some ink on her and a collar around her neck being able to fully stake my claim. We have to make it through this weekend and the family BBQ next weekend first though.
I plan on taking her down to the Dungeon tonight to introduce her more into the lifestyle and show her off more to the brothers, but it might have to be put on hold if the girls are still sick. I wish it would not have to be put on hold, though; I got Pearl some clothing for the club that I would really like to see her in. Maybe if the girls are feeling better their Aunt Madge will be able to handle watching them while we are gone letting us go down to the club for at least a little while.
Walking up to the house the door is swung wide, and that radiating woman whom I have been thinking of stands waiting. This is a sight that I could get used to, coming home to this woman every day. I can see this as the beginning of a very wonderful future.
“Pearl,” comes out on a growl as I come to a stop a few feet in front of her.
“Hello, Abraham.” She steps out into the sun and envelops me in a hug. “I’ve missed you.” She kisses her way to my neck “I miss touching you, smelling you, and kissing you, Sir,” she finishes with a glint in her eyes and leans into me as I again claim her mouth with mine.
“Me as well, Little One, me as well. How are Iris and Rose feeling? I was hoping to be able to still take you out tonight. That is, if the girls are okay to be with the sitter?”
“They will survive, and Madge won’t have a problem if they both have colds. I don’t see a problem with us going out for a while. What were you thinking about doing tonight?”
“I want to take you to the Dungeon tonight, Little One. I have already got some clothing for you, and we don’t have to scene or stay long if you don’t want, but I want us to go, so you are able to see what it is all about.”
“Abraham, if you really want me to go that bad I guess there is no stopping it.” I look up sharply into her eyes and can tell that she is holding back her signature eye roll. “What time do you w
ant to leave? I should call Madge and let her know what time she needs to be over here.”
“Let’s leave around eight; you can change when you get there so you don’t need to worry about that. Thank you for stopping that eye roll as well, you are learning to be quite accepting of my desires.”
“OK, let me call Madge. The girls are waiting for you in the basement. They want to play with you before we have lunch. I’ll start lunch after I get off of the phone and call you all up when lunch is ready.”
Heading into the basement I am met by both Iris and Rose who are sitting at a table filled with teacups. “Hiya Abraham!” they both squeal as they run head long towards me grabbing onto a leg each as they squeeze me tight.
“Hello, girls, how are you both feeling? Your Mommy told me you didn’t feel good when you got up today.” Lifting both the girls up at the same time one with each arm I give them both squeezes and gently put them to the ground before Rose answers.
“Momma says we have lots of snot and need to cover our mouths when we cough. Abraham does your Mommy tell you what to do all the time, like our Mommy does? She is always telling us what to do!” As she took a long overdue breath she continues “Abraham we are having a tea party would you like to play ‘till Mommy says that lunch is ready?”
“Of course, Rose, I would love to play tea party” I answer as I sit down and think over Pearls constant questioning. Seeing the world through the eyes of this beautiful little girl was changing something inside of me. Softening me up so that playing tea party with the girls came in near the top of my favorite things to do lately. Of course that didn’t include the things I like doing with their Momma! We played tea party until we got the call that lunch was ready.
After lunch, the girls laid down for their naps and it was nice to have some time alone with Pearl. We started talking, not giving our hands much rest from the constant stroking and rubbing of one another on the couch. I describe to her what will be going on at the Dungeon tonight, would put her mind somewhat at ease. Just some of the ground rules like: what it will look like, and what Pearl needs to do while we are there. Telling her about the different types of things she might see gives her some background so that she will not be in too much shock and awe. I let her know what safe words we will use seeing as it is her first time playing in public, I plan on keeping them simple. I also let her know that I have brought a simple collar for her and tell her that she will need to wear it while we are at the Dungeon so that she is not mistaken as available.
At that she slowly turns her face to mine, and I see a mischievous smile that melts me. I am intrigued at the gleam I see in her eyes “What is that smile for, Little One?”
“Um. I didn’t know that I wasn’t available, Abraham. I don’t remember having a discussion with you about being yours! Your Old Lady, your submissive, or let alone even your fucking girlfriend. Do you think maybe we should talk about that?”
Hearing her question and asked in such a fucking disrespectful way fills me with rage. I haul her abruptly off of the couch and turn us towards her room, making it there in just a few short strides. Shutting then locking the door quietly behind us, I nod towards her. “Clothes off. Kneel at the foot of the bed. Eyes down not a fucking sound, Little One, NOW.”
Wasting no time, she removes her clothing and positions herself at the foot of the bed with her eyes downcast knowing something that she is not about to enjoy was about to happen.
As soon as she is in position I begin, “Little One, I am very disappointed and upset with you right now. I am not sure if you thought what we have said to each other is not something truthful or if you were playing with me, but neither is acceptable. These questions of our relationship will be resolved now. Your punishment, however, will not be finished here this afternoon it will continue to the Dungeon tonight. Hmm?”
Stroking her hair as I go on, “YOU ARE MINE! I might not have publicly claimed you yet. You may not yet wear my ink, my collar, or my ring, but YOU ARE MINE. Do not ever question that or me again.” I pull her hair sharply raising her head so that our eyes meet.
“You have given yourself to me on multiple occasions in more ways than I could have hoped for. You have promised to belong to me and only me. You have promised to and have submitted to me. You have promised to and let me mark that beautiful skin of yours. You have promised to be with only me unless I wish to share you. You have promised to and have given yourself to me completely. You have promised to trust me, and I think you have not done that yet. I WANT YOU, and I will have you as my old lady, my sub, my wife, and the mother of our children one day soon. Never question that again, Little One. NEVER!”
“Open those lips, and take my cock in your mouth. Let me fuck your face and come down your throat like the piece of ass you make yourself out to be.” As I slap my cock against her mouth I continue on, “No moving, no touching, no coming, and no noises. I am in control of this of you. If you don’t want to admit or are afraid of what we have maybe I should treat you like the wet hole you assume I use you for instead of what you are. MINE, my woman, my ol’ lady, my life. “So softly I am not sure if she hears I add, “my heart… The woman that I love.”
With that declaration I drive my cock deeply into her throat with no warning and hold it there for a few long seconds. As she gags on my cock silent tears start streaming down her face. Sliding my cock out to give her short seconds to breathe I then force back in. This rough face fucking and those tears have me feeling as hard as steel. She does not move or make to touch me and the only sounds heard in the room are ones of the friction from my cock entering and leaving this beautiful mouth.
Looking up, I have to hold off my orgasm from the erotic sight laid out before me. Pearls continued questioning of me and my intentions needs to be put to a stop. Maybe the scene tonight at the Dungeon will help to make her more understanding of what will happen between us in the future. With a scene forming in my mind, I look back down at my woman. Seeing the tears falling down her face I cannot stop but looking into those brown eyes and seeing this beautiful woman looking back at me, before I come hard down her throat.
Pulling my cock free from her lips and tucking myself back into my jeans I speak solemnly. “Get yourself put together again. We will spend the afternoon at the park and then have dinner with the girls before we leave and your punishment finishes tonight at the Dungeon. Do not let the girls know that there is anything amiss between us. You may talk to me, but no touching. We will bring this to closure at the Dungeon tonight and not a minute before that. Do not try to sway me in this! Tell me that you understand, Pearl.”
“Yes, Abraham, um, Sir, I understand,” is all she can croak out before she turns and quickly pulls back on her clothes. Getting up to ready for our trip to the park her eyes have not made contact with mine again. My heart is hurting, but this lesson needs to be learned, and she will learn it well today.
Chapter 25- Pearl
The afternoon is nothing but awkward to say the least. We play and have a great cookout at the park; the girls are bundled up, but are feeling much better and are having fun running around. Abraham is wonderful with Iris and Rose playing tag and swinging with them, but is really distant and short with me. I am so sad and angry at myself for questioning him and our relationship earlier, why do I have such a hard time believing what he says. Since the incident this morning his treatment of me has left me with so much pain, and I am sure whatever will come later tonight will make me feel more of the same.
As Madge arrives around 8pm she instantly knows something is wrong.
“Pearl, what’s going on? You are so distant and removed. Is your new sexy man of yours treating you bad? Do you need me to talk to him for you? Or maybe punish him for being naughty?”
“Oh god, Madge, shut up. Abraham and I got into an argument earlier this afternoon and we just need to talk it out. He is just so intense all the time and I don’t know how to deal with that.”
“Well, perfect it is so awesome that I didn�
�t cancel on you then. Right???” She laughs as she walks past me. I’m not sure if she is looking so hard to find the girls or to get a glimpse at Abraham. Following her through the house she comes to an abrupt stop in the doorway before the living room, and I almost bump her when I see what has her attention.
Abraham is on his knees talking to both Iris and Rose. I can only hear a little of what is being said, but what I do hear has me so confused. He is talking about them having other brothers or sisters, moving into a different house, and if they might be okay with him being married to their mom.
“What is going on in here, Abraham?” I harshly ask.
“We were just chatting, Pearl,” he answers, standing up.
“Yes, well those are not things that we discuss with little girls, Abraham. Those are grown up conversations that should not be brought up with the children until decisions about it are made and the adults have talked about it.”
“We have talked, if you don’t remember, Pearl, and decisions have been made as well if you recall. Are you having trouble remembering the things we only talked about earlier today? Hmm? Maybe we could go and discuss them now seeing that Madge is here,” he finishes while walking towards me and grabs my hand as he leads me towards the door.
“Bye, girls, we will see you tomorrow. Be good for Madge” we both say in tandem as we leave the house.
Turning to Abraham, I say, “I cannot believe that you were talk“
Cutting me off, he interjects. “No more talking. I don’t want to hear your questions, reprimands, or whatever the fuck you were going to say. There is a lesson to be taught; if you insist on not following my request it will not be pleasant for your ass. Do not rile me up any further than you already have earlier today. Just sit in the truck like the pretty wet hole that you seem to think that you are. Unless, of course, you would like to put a stop to our whole arrangement, which I guess is nothing more than fucking as far as you’re concerned, Right? You could always safe word, and all this would be over. Would you like that, Pearl?”
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