Tess Awakening

by Andres Mann

  “It was your men that killed her.”

  “It would not have happened if you had not tried to escape.”

  Tess, in her despair, realized that she was against a brick wall. There was only one option. “Fine, Amir. I accept your conditions. I will come to you tonight, and tomorrow I will leave with the child.”

  Tess walked to the large picture window facing the gardens. “You leave me no choice.” Tess started to cry. She hadn’t done so since she was a girl, and the sense of despair was wrenching. She made a promise. She had to do this.

  Amir stood up, gently put his hands on her waist, and put his lips on hers. He kissed her softly with a gentleness that surprised her. He felt her trembling. He knew he would soon have what he craved.

  “I have dismissed all the servants for the night. I will wait for you in my suite.”

  Chapter 27

  Battle of the Flesh

  Tess went back to her bedroom, trembling. ‘What is happening to me? I can no longer control my emotions. I don’t know what is going on with my body. I feel an irresistible hunger in my womb. I have never wanted so much to have a man inside me. Amir somehow knows how I feel; he is breaking down my will bit by bit, and I can’t help being drawn to him.’

  Tess hit the bottle again, trying to steady her nerves. ‘That bastard Amir is a force of nature. He is just like me. He knows what he wants; he goes after it with relentless fervor and determination. Damn, he is also sexy as hell.’

  She poured another drink to anesthetize herself, hoping that she could manage to retain a measure of self-respect after Amir was through with her. Aara’s big black eyes flashed in front of her. ‘I need to do it for her.’

  Tess took a bath even though she did not need to do so. Soaking in the hot water, she tried to suppress the craving inside her body. It didn’t work.

  She dried herself and scrutinized her naked body in the full-length mirror. She had always looked at her body as if it was a weapon. The years of physical training had created a creature of steel inside a beautiful woman’s body. But the steel was no longer hard, she feared; it was becoming brittle. She felt desire for Amir. Becoming a real woman made her feel weak.

  She put on a little makeup to cover the evidence of her distress and slipped on just a silk robe. No need for anything else. She walked toward Amir’s bedroom.

  Amir was sitting on a chair with a drink in hand. He was determined to make his encounter with Tess work. The courtesans that instructed him in the arts of love impressed upon him that when making love to a woman, a man must forget his own needs. His sole focus should be to understand what her needs are. Women are complex creatures; find the best way to give her pleasure, and she will more than fulfill your desire in the end.

  Tess walked in through the open door. Amir looked at her appraisingly, trying to conceal his excitement. He stood up and went to her. He took her hand and slowly walked her to the bed. He looked at her silently and feasted his eyes on the object of his desire. Finally, he would have her.

  Tess kept standing, trembling, and betraying her desire. Amir came closer, looking at her appraisingly. He could feel her desire to resist, and that is how he liked it. But, he also sensed that she now wanted him. It would make the conquest that much sweeter and satisfying.

  He slowly removed her robe and then his, dropping the garments on the floor. “You are sublime, Tess. You are a beautiful tiger that has captured my heart.”

  Tess felt herself trembling with a combination of desire and hatred for being forced to submit to him. Amir moved behind her and breathed on her neck, inhaling her intoxicating perfume. He placed his hands on her shoulders, down her arms and to her waist. “You are exquisite, my love. You have beautiful soft skin, but underneath you are made of powerful, strong flesh and bone. I have never made love to anyone the likes of you.”

  He walked around her, still scrutinizing, using his fingers to touch her lightly on the shoulders and down her back, over her buttocks. Behind her, he touched the bottom of her breasts. He moved to face her and kissed her lips, pressing his hard erection against her belly. He continued kissing her with gentle urgency, embracing her with growing ardor.

  Tess felt like crumbling to the floor. “Amir, let’s lie down.”

  Amir picked her up in his arms and laid her down on the bed. He feasted his eyes, inspecting her body as she lied on her back and suppressed an urgent need to take her. He had to remind himself once more that to have her’ he must find a way to please her first.

  He lay down next to her and kissed her softly on one breast. “Tell me, Tess, what is your will? How can I fulfill you every desire?”

  Amir’s archaic language made Tess smile. “You think you are in a seraglio, Amir? Is that where you want to be?”

  Amir kissed her tight belly. “I am your slave, not a Sultan, my love. I am here to offer you pleasure. What do you wish? How can I bring you heavenly bliss?”

  Tess laughed at Amir’s playacting. She seized his swollen penis. He jolted, surprised. “How about we get things going and let’s see what happens?”

  Amir raised himself on his knees, staring at her; stretched on her back, her beauty on full display. She looked at him, her green eyes barely open, her body moving impatiently. She seemed like a leopard ready to jump from her lair.

  He resumed touching her lightly. His fingers slowly moved from the ridge of her nose to her lips and her neck. He touched her clavicles, the bones clearly visible.

  Tess closed her eyes. “Are you inspecting me, Amir? Do you want to check my mouth and teeth as well? Are you going to buy me like a camel at the bazaar?”

  “Ah, yes, my love. I am indeed appraising my treasures. I marvel at the fortune that bestowed such delights to me.” He kept moving his fingers—touching her breasts, the nipples, the ribs in her chest, her tight stomach and her hard belly.

  “Mons Veneris.” He stopped and encapsulated her pubic mound with his hand as if it was a large jewel. “The Romans called this the mount of Venus. Not all women are blessed with such a prominent doorway to love. In my culture, we believe that Allah bestows such a treasure on only a few fortunate men.” He gently touched her labia.

  Tess jolted. “A paraphrase from the Perfumed Garden, no?”

  “Yes, my love; a most inspiring book.”

  Amir continued to touch her body, exploring every curve. “My love, tonight I want to find out what I need to do to give you sublime pleasure.”

  He touched the soft flesh between her thighs, admiring her beautiful folds. Placing his hands on her buttocks, he drew her closer. Tess parted her legs slightly. He moved his head lower and gently parted her petals with his fingers. She shivered when he started to use his tongue to lick her little nub.

  Tess moaned and arched her body. His tongue circled her clit, over and over, expertly intensifying her delight. Tess was succumbing, losing control. She suddenly told him to stop. He raised his head. “What’s wrong, my love?”

  “I want to do something different.” She grabbed her robe beside the bed and retrieved a vibrator from the pocket.

  Amir looked at the device, astonished. His ability to please a woman with his tongue was legendary, and yet she prefers a mere toy to his passionate administrations?

  “Am I not pleasing you?”

  “You will please me more if we do it my way.” She shoved him on his back. No woman had ever done that to him. She grabbed his swollen penis and started to lick the head while slowly massaging the hard shaft. She kept doing it until Amir almost lost it. Tess stopped and got on her back.

  “I want to use the vibrator while you play with yourself.”

  “Tess, you can’t possibly prefer a mechanical device to a living, breathing man.”

  “It has nothing to do with you. Watching you play with your dick turns me on.”

  Amir was flabbergasted, but he wanted Tess too much not to do what she wanted. He started to move his fingers from the head of his penis to the base.

  “Keep doin
g that,” Tess insisted. “I want to see your cock up in the air. It excites me.”

  She then turned on the vibrator shaped like a penis, laid back and started to move the vibrating implement along her labia. Throughout, she watched Amir stroke his hard instrument. Amir tried to say something, but Tess almost screamed. “Keep doing that!”

  Amir complied. Pleasuring themselves side by side in silence, Tess intensely kept looking at Amir’s shaft, his fingers massaging it.

  She moved the vibrator slightly on the labia, stimulating her clitoris. Amir tried to comprehend what was happening. A woman had never controlled him, and yet now he succumbed to her commands. He watched her manipulate the buzzing artificial cock, stimulating the outside of her pussy. He stole a look longingly at her firm breasts and the hard nipples. She arched her back and raised her mons higher. She continued watching him manipulating his cock. He was careful not to unduly stimulate himself.

  Tess suddenly moaned, throbbing with an orgasm. The spasms continued for thirty seconds while she bucked her pelvis into the air. She finally stopped and made her next demand. “Amir, I want you in me. Come inside me now.” She parted her legs. Amir eagerly moved in. Tess seized his shaft, dipped the head on the surface of her pussy, and guided him inside her. Amir slid into a delicious pool of warm wetness. He could not control himself anymore. He started thrusting, feeling the strong, inner recesses of an exceptionally fit woman. Rather than relaxing to let him satisfy her, she was now using her muscles to move with him.

  Tess felt Amir’s battering ram thrusting and gyrating in her and responded by bucking against him until she burst out with a shattering orgasm. Amir continued to thrust inside her in unison with her convulsions, sensing the sides of her vagina applying pressure against him. He exploded in her body, screaming in pleasure.

  He remained on top of her, with her legs wrapped around him. She still felt his maleness inhabiting her. Amir kissed her, seemingly spent with passion. Not for long; Tess squeezed her strong abdominal walls around his shaft, causing him to harden again. She still did not want him to dominate her. Nobody controlled her.

  “Ok, Great Sultan, do you have more for me or are you spent like an ordinary man?”

  “My Sultana, I have not yet had my fill of you.”

  Amir got on his knees, grabbed Tess by her back and sat her on his thighs against his newly restored erection. He lifted her to meet his shaft and teased her by moving the head of his penis around her labia. Tess felt a need for more and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him.

  Amir thrust into her, eliciting a gasp. Tess felt him deeply in her insides, stirring her passion again. Amir moved his hands on her hips and started to move her pelvis against him, slowly at first, and then faster. Tess felt invaded again by a battering ram. She began to move with him, arching her back until she had another intense climax.

  She fell into his arms. Amir gently laid her down, still breathing hard. He remained inside her, kissing her breasts, inhaling the scent of a woman well loved.

  Tess opened her eyes. “You didn’t come.”

  Amir smiled. “I am not yet done with you, my love.”

  “You still want to conquer me.”

  “No, I want you love you so that you will never want another man.”

  “A tall order.”

  “Let’s see.”

  Amir turned her on her stomach and kissed her neck. He kissed her behind the ears while moving his hands to caress her back and beautiful butt cheeks. He then raised her up to her knees and started to massage her labia. He wet his finger and began to spread the liquid in her anus. Tess tried to move away. “No! I don’t want to do that!

  “Why not, my love? This is wonderful. Let me show you.”

  “No. Take my pussy from behind.”

  Amir grabbed her hips and inserted himself into her vagina. Tess gasped, lowered her head down onto the bed, leaving her rear up in the air. Amir started pumping slowly, and then gradually accelerated, steadily rousing her back to desire. Tess moaned, sensing his big shaft deep into her until she climaxed again. She started to cry, not knowing why.

  Amir withdrew, placed her on her back and gave her a gentle kiss. “Why cry, Tess; aren’t I giving you pleasure?”

  “Yes, you have Amir. But you haven’t satisfied yourself. Are you still trying to control me?”

  “I just want to love you as well as I can. I need to come inside you again.”

  He placed himself between her legs, spread her legs over his arms, moved inside her and slowly had his own release.

  They both fell asleep, but not for long. Amir started to touch Tess between her legs until he felt the moisture dripping. He parted her legs, but Tess stopped him. “Haven’t you had enough?”

  “Not nearly enough, my dear. You are mine for the night.”

  “Okay, Superman. Get on your back.”

  Amir wanted to enjoy Tess on her back but wisely agreed to let her do what she wanted. She mounted him, sinking into him slowly, inch by inch, holding her firm thighs around his hips to keep him steady. She then leaned back upon her arms and began to ride him, building excitement. Her head flung back, her eyes closed, her lips opened. Amir moved his hips up, meeting her every thrust, thrilling at her moans. He reached up and, gripping her full breasts, began to hold them as she moved on him. Suddenly, she cried and fell down upon him, spent.

  Amir marveled at feeling an intensely passionate woman on top of him. She more than met his expectations. He touched her back and cheeks, gently kneading firm muscles under marvelously soft skin.

  He moved her on her back, spread her legs and inserted himself into her body. Tess gasped. “I am tired. Do what you want.”

  “Yes, my princess, I will do what I want, but not alone.” He started to move, with slow strokes. He spread her legs until her feet were up to her shoulders, using his forearms to hold her calves up. He increased his excitement by watching her open legs framing her pubis and labia, elevated, welcoming his steadily thrusting shaft.

  Tess now just resigned to submit to Amir and be done with it. Amir had her locked in a vise, his cock pushing deeper into her. He now exulted, reverting to his desire for domination. He had his prey impaled, and this time she will succumb, helpless while he rotated his hips, rubbing her clit. He braced himself on one arm and slipped the other hand under her back to lift her, bringing his lips to her breast. Sucking the swollen nipple, he steadily moved, implacably slow, deep and sure inside her.

  Tess felt like a prisoner, tied down, enduring her master’s manipulation. She resolved not to respond, but Amir was steadily mounting his attack, eager to finally conquer her. With every thrust, he invaded her mouth with his tongue. Tess felt increasingly unable to resist. Amir was steadily breaking her defenses, forcing her to respond to him. He relentlessly ravaged her, causing her internal muscles to spasm until another strong orgasm gripped her, raging through her body, tearing the breath from her lungs. He never stopped stroking deep inside her, over and over until she peaked again, her pleasure more intense, even more exhilarating.

  Amir was pleased, reveling in his stamina and performance and all the things a man took pride in. He continued to drive into her, hearing her cries, feeling her tighten with pleasure around his cock. She was delirious. He had accomplished what he wanted.

  He let her legs down but stayed inside her. Tess, overwhelmed, sobbed, not even her tears being hers. Amir licked her face, savoring the salty evidence of his triumph.

  Tess, beyond exhausted, fell asleep. Amir looked down, slowly watching his still hard manhood slowly withdraw from her body, a splendid erotic vision. He was not entirely satisfied, but he needed to conserve his resources.

  Amir rose from the bed and put his robe on, lovingly looking at Tess sleeping. The courtesans that trained him as a young boy gave him a priceless insight. When making love to a woman, it’s the journey that counts. A man derives the most pleasure from the gradual process of leading a woman to experience ecstasy. The real reward and d
elight for a man is to worship a woman’s body, savoring her skin, invading her mouth with his tongue, slowly rousing her loins so they ache for him. Even when he finally immerses himself into her open and welcoming body, a man should rejoice in giving her spasms of delight. Only after she is fully satisfied, he can achieve his own final, glorious fulfillment.

  ***

  Amir poured himself a Cognac and left the room, glass in hand.

  He walked to the security room where a bank of monitors enabled the guards to police the grounds. The surveillance equipment was also designed to monitor interior chambers and had turn-off switches installed in locations when the owners were present.

  Fadime was sitting at the console, wearing only a light negligee, playing high definition surveillance tapes in color.

  Amir walked behind her and affectionately kissed her on the side of her neck.

  Fadime cocked her head to allow Amir’s nuzzle. “Hello, Amir. You did well.”

  Amir raised Fadime to her feet and kissed her passionately.

  She put her hand around his neck and savored the taste of his tongue. “I love the smell of sex. Do you want to see what we have?”

  Amir touched her breasts longingly and then sat down with a sigh. Fadime started to play some of the scenes that she had recorded.

  Amir smiled when he saw himself turn a naked Tess onto her belly. The scene displayed her leaning forward and resting on her arms, back arched, her bottom raised while Amir was taking his pleasure.

  Another scene had Tess crying out, but the sound she made was not one of pain. It was of pleasure conveyed by his shaft thrusting into her body.

  Fadime nodded with approval, admiring her brother’s skill; he knew how to wield his weapon well. She kissed him ardently, took his hand and led him to a comfortable cot. Amir put his arms around her, kissed her again and seized her breasts. He then parted her nightgown.

  “Yes.” Fadime laid down, her lips inflamed with desire. “Take me, brother. Take me properly. I need to feel you inside me.”