by Christy Poff
"And what was that?"
"I wanted to suck your cock, master."
"Stand in front of me, slave."
Charlotte did so and trembled as Simon carefully removed her dress. He helped her step out of it and carefully laid it over a chair. Next came the stockings and shoes. Once she stood before her husband, he went to her and released her hair. He watched it tumble like a waterfall and felt his cock harden as it begged for release.
Simon removed his clothes and went to a briefcase where he took out a large velvet box. He went back to his wife and kissed her deeply before he guided her back to the four-poster bed they'd been sharing.
"Put your arms on the posts and do not let them fall."
"Yes, master."
Simon climbed onto the bed and began by kissing her neck. She leaned into him and didn't notice the small click as he attached a gold chain to the rear clasp of her collar. She felt the chill of metal against her skin and shuddered.
"It's all right, my slave. You'll like this surprise."
He slipped from the bed and stood before her. He reached down and slid his arm between her legs. She pressed her pussy against his arm, a weak plea for release denied by her master. She felt the cool metal against her clit and her entry, the subtle pressure driving her crazy.
"Remember, slave, you may not come unless I give you permission."
"Yes, master,” she said as he pulled the chain through the navel ring piercing, then up the center of her body to where it split below her nipple rings. He ran the two separate lengths of chain through her nipple rings, then attached them to her collar. Pulling another gold chain from the box, he attached it to her nipple rings, the tension driving her wild.
"Would my slave desire..."
"Yes, master, please."
"I will permit you to make the choice of what happens next. You will please your master, do you understand, my slave?"
"Yes,” she cried out as she slid to her knees. Charlotte feasted on him as she had never before and he drowned in her love. Lust overwhelmed her as she furiously suckled him to make him come for her. As she moved, the chains did their job and drove her insane with need and desire.
"Yes, Charlotte, you may come."
Simon groaned when she took him over the edge and he filled her mouth with his seed. She took every drop and wanted more. Pulling her up, he kissed her, then pushed her gently onto the bed. He reached over to his bag and drew out some of her favorite toys.
"I want to fuck my slave every way possible all at once. Are you ready for this?"
"Yes, master, I want to obey you."
"Good."
He pulled a pillow over and put it under her hips. He rubbed warming gel on her anus and slid her anal plug inside, only this one was different from the one she had become accustomed to. Next, he inserted a vibrator into her pussy and made sure neither would find its way out of her. When he finished strapping a leather thong on her, he moved to the other end of her body. He placed his knees on either side of her head and let his cock hang just out of reach of her lips.
"Charlotte, you will suck my cock until I tell you to stop, then I will take it from there."
"Yes, master."
Simon pressed a button and both the plug and the vibrator came to life within her. He sped the pace up and she trembled from the sensation he had created for her. Lowering himself to her, she hungrily took his cock and sucked him as he commanded her. As he neared his climax, he told her to stop, then he took his cock and placed it between her breasts. He squeezed them around him and continued what she started. As he exploded onto her chest, she tried to catch some of his cum. She held her cries and waited for permission to come.
"Come, sweet Charlotte."
Simon watched her as her body shook out of control from the remote assault on her body. She grabbed the sheets as she held it in, then screamed his name as soon as he told her to come.
"Simon, please ... please..."
"Please what, Charlotte?"
"Fuck me senseless, master. I need you inside me. Please."
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she tried to hold back. She felt the leather straps removed, followed by the vibrator. Simon left the anal plug inside her as he drove himself into her hot, waiting pussy. He thrust hard and she begged for more. Once he exploded into her, he pushed himself deep inside her and held her close; his engorged cock filling her pussy while the plug filled her ass.
"Mine, Charlotte. Mine alone."
"Yes, my master."
* * * *
Hours later, Allistair drove them to an airport in Wheeling, West Virginia. Charlotte slept most of the ride, Simon's arm around her protectively. He stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head.
"Simon, we're almost there."
"Thanks, Allistair."
He rubbed her back to wake her. As she gazed at him through a sexy haze, he told her they were almost at the airport.
"Airport? Where are we flying to?"
"More of the surprise."
When they got out of the limo, she gasped at the sight of the private Lear waiting on the tarmac for them.
"A private jet?"
"Of course, my sweet Charlotte. You do not honestly believe I want to spend an entire flight with my wife and other people, do you?"
Charlotte smiled. Of course, Simon would have a private jet. Where is my mind? Ah, where else would it be?
"What is my beautiful wife thinking about?"
"My gorgeous husband and what we can do on a plane, though it depends on the length of the flight."
"Oh, I have plans for my gorgeous slave."
"Thank you, master."
"For what?"
"Giving me life."
He pulled her closer. Having her next to him as she slept had been a wonderful experience in itself. Her body against his as she curled next to him had caused his cock to harden and remain ready for her. He couldn't wait for them to get in the air.
Once Allistair pulled the limo to a stop, a man opened the door and they got out and boarded the plane. She gasped when she saw the layout of it, luxurious in everything, from the seats to the entertainment center and galley.
"Mister Anderson, we will take off in a few minutes."
"Thank you, Giles."
He looked at his wife and grinned. He escorted her to the rear of the plane and into another cabin. He spun her around and gave her a deep kiss before they took off.
"Master, this is beyond description."
"Sit down and ready for departure. Once we're in the air, we can have some fun."
"Yes, master,” she said as she sat in one of the overstuffed chairs. Simon bent down to buckle her into the seat and groaned at the sight of her gorgeous body peering out from the dress she wore. He held his desires until they had been in the air for a few minutes, then called to the cockpit and the pilot.
"If you don't mind, my wife and I would like not to be disturbed until we're ready to land."
"Yes, sir."
Simon smiled. His crew had been handpicked after intense background screening. He needed a crew who would be discreet and he paid them well enough to trust them to be loyal.
"Master?"
"Yes, sweet Charlotte."
"Will you tell me our destination?"
"No, it's a part of my surprise. Now, are you ready to enjoy the flight?"
Charlotte released the buckle from the seatbelt and went to him.
"I want to please you, master."
Simon took her in his arms, her hands held behind her back. Her position forced her breasts up to him, her nipples hard and begging for his attention. He slid the dress from her shoulders and let it fall to the cabin floor. He smelled the scent of her arousal and his cock fought to languish in it. Simon held back as he tugged at her nipple piercings. She moaned from the sensation and arched her back to give him more access to them.
"I want to suckle these sweet tits for the rest of my life,” he told her as he played with a hardened bud.
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"Master, I am yours. Please, the torture is driving me insane."
"Good. I want you on the edge. I have surprises for you and I want to pleasure you."
She moaned as he teased her more. He loved the sight of her body as her desires overwhelmed her and her natural sexiness took over. He laid her back on the bed and drew back to remove his clothes.
"Slave, your hands will remain behind your back. Can you do this or should I help you?"
"If it pleases my master, I'd like his help."
"All right."
Simon reached over to the night table and pulled open a drawer. From it, he pulled a set of lined handcuffs. He rolled her to her stomach and placed her hands in the cuffs then rolled her onto her back. Next, he pulled a set of anklets outs and placed her ankles in them. She gasped when she heard a click and found her legs restrained to the side of the bed, spread apart.
"Ah, perfect view of my lady's pussy. I see we are ready."
"Yes, master."
Simon placed an anal plug in her rear, then a vibrator in her dripping pussy. She gasped when she felt a new sensation. Not only did it fill her and vibrate within, it touched her clit and drove her wild. She jolted when Simon turned on the devices, and then turned up the pulses. As she fought to control her reaction, Simon placed his knees on either side of her head and his hands on her breasts.
"You know what to do, mistress."
"Yes, master."
Immediately, she locked her lips on his cock and began to take him. The pulsing between her legs set her pace and drove her to make him come. While she did, he held her breasts and squeezed them. He then tugged on the nipple rings and alternated between the two assaults on her senses. He increased the pulsations and heard her moan.
She felt his lips take her navel piercing and tug on it while he thrust in and out of her mouth. Simon felt himself on the edge and knew Charlotte was close. She sucked on him faster in time with the toys.
"Charlotte, you may..."
Charlotte's body rocked as the orgasms took over and sent her soaring out of control. He heard her muffled cries as the sensation coursed through her.
"Take me, sweet Charlotte."
Charlotte took every drop he had and greedily wanted more. Simon's body trembled as she rocked his world.
"Charlotte, I love you,” Simon yelled.
Charlotte's body shook underneath him. He had made sure she'd been fucked three times at once, and knew how much she enjoyed it. He moved to her side and kissed her. She had yet to stop climaxing from the pulsing, her body bucking. He saw her hands fight the cuffs and as she did, her breasts shook.
"You have beautiful tits, woman."
"Thank you, master. Oh ... oh ... oh..."
Simon slowly eased back on her induced throbbing. Once she calmed, he removed the anal plug, then the vibrator. The emptiness she felt showed on her face. He pulled her towards the edge of the bed and kissed her as he drove into her.
"Is my lovely sub all right?"
"No, master."
"Why?"
"You've haven't filled my body with your come. Please, master..."
Simon drove into her waiting pussy again, then again. His thrusts became harder and more powerful as he seized her body once more.
"I want your soaked cunt to drown my cock, woman,” he commanded.
"Yes, master. Please, fuck me senseless so I can scream your name and beg for more."
Simon impaled her on his cock and did as she asked. This time, sheer physical emotion took over as he pounded her. The movement of her breasts drove him more as he watched the nipple rings shake. She gasped for air as she called to him. His release sent her reeling and she came without hesitation. She drowned his cock as he buried himself deep within her.
Pain quickly followed by immense pleasure overwhelmed her. She took him as he gave her everything.
"I want you to have our child."
"So do I, master."
"That means more fucking."
"Please, master. I want to be perfection for you."
"You already are, mistress."
* * * *
The plane landed several hours later. Simon went to talk with the pilot while Charlotte dressed. He'd left her with a gauze sheath that softly draped her naked body. The lightweight fabric brushing against her sensitive skin caused her to react as a slight trickle made its way down the inside of her leg and her nipples hardened against the softness.
At one time in her life, she would have hesitated to wear something this sheer in public, but it no longer mattered since she trusted Simon unconditionally and knew he would never purposely force her to be uncomfortable. As she came to the hatch and the small set of stairs, Simon grasped her by the waist and carried her to a waiting limo, since she wore no shoes.
Once in the limo, he placed a black silk blindfold over her eyes.
"I want you to be totally surprised for the next part of this."
"I have no clue where we are. The plane was in the hangar and I never looked out during the flight."
"Good."
She sensed they had left the airport, the highway smooth and fast. She curled next to him and trembled as he traced small designs along her back. She wanted him as his mere touch sent her into overdrive.
The darkness from the blindfold allowed Charlotte to doze. Simon smiled; happy he would be able to give her everything she wanted. He pulled her to his side and held her tight.
"Mine!"
* * * *
The limo pulled up to the front of the huge estate he owned in the Napa Valley of California. From one side of the massive property, it afforded him a spectacular view of San Francisco. From the others, the house overlooked his horse farm and the vineyards his family had owned for several generations.
As they passed through the gates, he roused her. While he kissed her, his hand cupped her breast and toyed with her nipple. She moved to accommodate him and softly moaned. The pressure of his kiss when he pinched her caused her to nearly fall over the edge.
"Please, may I come for you?"
"Not yet, my sweet Charlotte. I want you on edge because we have a lot to do."
He saw her pout and smiled at her frustration. He had found perfection and planned to spend every waking moment enjoying her as he gave her every bit of pleasure she deserved.
The limo stopped and Simon kissed her again.
"We're here,” he announced as she sat up. Her hand went to the blindfold but he stopped her. “Not yet."
The next thing she knew, Simon lifted her from the car and carried her up several steps. She heard the sound of a heavy door as it opened.
"Mister Anderson, we're glad to see you. Everything is as you requested."
"Thank you, Yves. This is my wife, Charlotte."
"Welcome, Mrs. Anderson. The staff and I are at your service."
"Thank you. I'm sorry..."
"Shh, my love, they understand I want to surprise you."
He carried her up a huge winding staircase and down a long hallway. She could tell by the way he walked that the carpet was thick because she barely heard his footfalls. He turned and she guessed they had entered the master suite.
"Si..."
"Almost, my love."
He went a little further inside after he kicked the door closed. Simon kissed her, then put her down, her toes curling in the soft, rich carpet. Simon walked away and she felt a tiny loss until she heard him first lock the door, then strike a match. When he came back to her side, she relaxed a little more.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes, master."
He took her by surprise when he ripped the thin gauze from her but enjoyed her natural state, especially when she felt a cool breeze wash over her.
"Down on your knees and take my cock."
"Yes, master."
Eagerly, she knelt before him and unzipped his pants. After she helped him out of his clothes, she kissed the tip of his cock and licked a drop of his essence from the slit. She took hi
s heated length and loved him as she moved her mouth up and down his length. She took his balls in her hand and massaged them as she continued, each time taking him deeper into her throat. His hand went to her head and his hips matched her pace.
"Yes, my sweet Charlotte, take me."
She nodded quickly while not losing her rhythm and then moved faster. Deeper in her throat, she took his entire length until her lips touched his sac. The moment she did, he exploded his seed into her with a furious blast. She took every drop and when she pulled back, she tenderly licked every drop from the slit.
Charlotte wanted to climax but held back as he had not given her permission. The heat between her legs grew intense and the fire in her ignited. She started to love him once more, not wanting to stop.
"Stand up, Charlotte."
She stood and he kissed her, his tongue deep in her mouth, though not as deep as his shaft had been. His hand went between her legs and drowned in the heat of Charlotte's desire.
"Come for me, woman."
"Yes, master."
She gazed at him as the climax wracked her body. His fingers slid into her and fucked her as his tongue delved deeper. His hand squeezed her nipple as she moaned with delight while her body shook out of control
"Please, may I see my master?"
"Not yet."
"Please..."
"Cry out, slave."
"More, Simon, more ... oh ... oh..."
Simon's hand went to her neck and pulled her closer. He kissed her again as raw passion drove him. He shoved the blindfold from her before he lifted her up and impaled her on his shaft. He thrust into her and she wrapped her legs around him. As she moved with him, her nipples brushed his skin and she cried out as shocks seared her body.
"What does my slave want on her wedding day?"
"Fuck me, please..."
"As you wish."
Chapter 6
The next morning, Simon roused his wife before dawn. They dressed and went out to the stables. One of his groomsmen had saddled two magnificent quarter horses and brought them out to where they waited.
"I prefer a Western saddle over the English. I hope you don't mind."
"No, master, whatever you wish."
He groaned and saw the hint of a devilish smile on her face. He couldn't wait to see how she reacted to what he planned for her.