by Jamie Knight
After the fastest check-in I had ever seen, Vik only having to say his name in order to get the key, he scooped me up into his arms and whisked me up to our room, taking the stairs two by two to get there as fast as possible. I was desperate to get started on our honeymoon and it was obvious that Vik was too.
Our luggage was already there, Vik having had it delivered early for us. Two days early, actually, the manager holding the honeymoon suite until our arrival. My master had everything we would need in a single backpack. There were times that I still marveled at his pure efficiency.
Such was Vik's excitement that he didn't even tell me to undress. Taking my consent as a given -- although I had also sent some extremely clear cues that it was very much forthcoming -- Vik stripped me completely naked, like a kid opening a Christmas present, and devoured my aching little pussy like he had been waiting hours to do just that. To be fair, he had been.
I bucked and screamed under the blinding pleasure of his masterful tongue, trusting that the discretion of the hotel staff would hold.
I shook as I came, the headboard of the bed vibrating against the wall from the explosive energy. Vik kissed his way up the length of my body, holding me down by the wrists as he did so, like he knew I loved him doing.
My new husband flipped me over onto my belly; pulled my arms behind my back, being very careful with the position of the joints; and put on the hand cuffs. Then, bending my legs at the knees, he put on the ankle shackles, connecting them to the handcuffs with a strong chain. Hogtied and thrilled, I waited as Vik added the final element: a piece of duct tape over my mouth.
“Now I can have my way with my wife,” he said.
He started me off easy, fucking me roughly in my pussy, the butt plug already placed deep in my ass. His massive cock pumped into me at turbo speed, making me tremble and scream with pleasure. I was used to it by then, the act becoming only about connection, the binds and gag reinforcing the element of control.
“That’s right,” he said, slapping my ass as I screamed into the duct tape, silently. “You are mine to do what I want with.”
And he was right. Vik could do anything he wanted to me and we both knew it. He still found ways to surprise me. Such as coming inside my pussy. The feeling was even better than when he came in my ass.
As I processed the new sensation, he surprised me again by slipping his entire hand, up to the wrist, into my freshly fucked pussy. It felt a lot like it had the first time he had fucked me in the ass. A lot of pressure, but no actual pain, the feeling only getting better as my pussy stretched.
I was leaking juices all over the place. He was making me feel so wet and so good. It only took a little before I was open to the point that he was able to fist me to a massive orgasm.
Taking off his tux, he quickly cleaned us both off and returned to my pussy, gently this time, his intent clearly to get me relaxed for something else.
Something that no doubt involved my ass.
Fucking me until I was floating on a wave of unbridled ecstasy, only barely holding onto concrete, conscious thought, Vik removed the butt plug.
He had fucked me in the ass before, of course. Several times. Always gently, always making sure I felt amazing. Apparently, now that we were married, he wanted to push me even further, doing something special.
“We might not be under strict quarantine orders anymore,” he said, gruffly. “But you’re still under your boss’s orders. Your husband’s orders. Always.”
I groaned out my agreement.
Pressing the warm head of his cock against my stretched-out asshole like he always did, he rammed in farther than he ever had before. All the way, to the point that I could feel his pelvis pressing up against my ass.
Wrapping his big, warm hands around my feet in a show of true affection, Vik roughly fucked me deep in my asshole until I howled, the sound only muffled by the tape, which I suddenly understood the need for.
With the pain, though, came a rush of lust stronger than I had ever felt. I came like I had never cum before, before I felt him do the same, still while his cock was deep inside me.
He let me recover for a while, before he carried me to the bathroom, where he drew us up a bath. The water turned a familiar white as he added his usual potions. A cute yellow ducky floated on top.
My husband lowered me into the tub, before climbing in himself and wrapping his strong arms around me to hold me tight and comfort me. I was in heaven, like a pet sitting in its master’s lap, warm and adored.
Vik gently stroked my face, telling me silently how much he loved me. And I told him the same.
I was his.
Completely and forever.
THE END
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Macy was just my type and seemed eager to please. Now that it was just her and I working at the office, I couldn’t help but notice her and my mind was spinning – and my dick was hardening – with the possibilities.
I wasn’t interested in pushing anything, but I was interested to see what might happen, and whether she might be into the BDSM lifestyle, something most people know by the time they reached her admittedly young age.
I knew I shouldn’t hit on her in the office, so I tried to keep things professional for the time being.
“Please get me the Jackson file,” I said.
“Yes, sir,” she said quietly, making my cock instantly rock hard.
I loved the submissive tone in her voice when she said that.
As she walked out, I could have sworn I saw her ass shake a little. Even more than the natural wiggle I had noticed on her first day that I knew full well was just a function of her body type. I thought she was teasing me, taunting me, begging me to make a move.
My cock pressing against the inside of my pants so hard it hurt, I went quickly to the private, single occupancy bathroom connected to my office, taking the key with me. Getting inside, I unzipped my pants, hauling out my cock, which was large, and which still ached with desire.
I held it gently and started to stroke it, immediately feeling better. I closed my eyes and imagined Macy in her work clothes. She was kneeling on the floor of my office waiting for me to give her ordered.
“Get on all fours,” I ordered her, in my mind.
“Yes, sir,” she said, getting down into doggy position, raising her sweet plump ass up into the air.
In my mind, I pulled up a chair beside her and stroked her ass through the thin material of her skirt. I imagined sliding my hand down the hem and lifting her skirt up to her waist, revealing her creamy white ass, clad in black silk panties.
Starting to stroke my cock harder, I imagined stroking her ass and striking her pussy through the material of her panties, making her hum gently. I pushed her down even farther, pressing her face to the carpet and binding her hands behind her back with my belt.
When she was secured in a submissive position, I imagined pulling her panties down and then off, leaving her pussy and ass completely vulnerable to my whim. Lightly stroking her pale cheeks, I laid a hard spank on her ass, making her jump and yelp with surprise and pain, and also making a bright red handprint appear on her alabaster skin.
I stroked myself harder in real life while in my fantasy I rubbed the affected area, making her hum contentedly. I repeated the process on her other cheek and then went back to the first, going back and forth with spanks and strokes until her a
ss was bright red.
Finally, in my mind, I relented, moving my hand and my focus down to her wet little pussy. Slipping two fingers in, I worked her until she came, screaming and shuddering on the floor.
When she was ready, I got down on my knees behind her and slipped my cock all the way inside her, her tight pussy hole stretching to make room for my long, wide shaft. Giving her a moment to get used to being filled so completely, I took her roughly by the hips and pounded her until she screamed and then I came deep inside her.
Carefully pulling out, I stroked her pussy as she came down. I imagined lubing up her little ass hole. And then when she was settled again, I moved my cock up to it. Going a lot slower, and stroking her back as I moved, I got my cock about halfway into her ass.
Figuring this was as far as she could take it without serious damage, I took her hips again and with a bit more gentleness, fucked her soundly in the ass, bringing her to a massive assgasm. I would guess it was her first, going by the way she howled. I had a feeling she wasn’t very experienced.
I came, immediately feeling much better overall. That was the release I needed to be able to concentrate. I was ready to get back to work, as soon as I washed my hands while counting to twenty, of course.
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My boss and I are stuck together.
But he wants me to keep working for him in more ways than one.
I've always had a crush on my hot, rich boss.
But he's too much of a workaholic to pay me any attention.
Or so I think.
Until a city-wide order announces that we all have to stay in place.
And my boss and I are the only ones at the office.
He lets me know he admires my curvy figure.
And that the quarantine means he can't go to his normal club.
Or indulge in his usual kinky proclivities.
Unless I'm willing to help him out.
He says it'll help him work better and we can win our case.
But secretly I'm excited to be of service to him, in any way he needs.
I especially want him to take my virginity.
Yet he says he has to get me good and ready first.
As each day of quarantine drags on, he teases me more and more.
I want him so badly I could scream.
I also think I'm falling for him and that it's mutual.
But am I just being naïve?
It's supposed to be a temporary arrangement.
But when the lockdown is lifted, will we still be under each other's spell?
Under Lockdown is a standalone romance novella with no cheating, no cliffhanger and a very happily ever after.
A note from Jamie: Because you're likely under lockdown, you deserve something HOT to help you pass the time while you stay home and stay healthy. I guarantee this book will push all your buttons and hit the right spot. Enjoy!
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