by Kari Miller
“Mmm, that feels good.” She smiled at him.
Remembering that she had gulped down her brandy in two shots and was probably feeling a tad tipsy, he thought that his may work to his advantage.
“You need to work on your jealousy for I fear there may be a trail of broken bodies wherever we go” She giggled out as she arched her breasts into his hands.
“Or maybe I’ll lock you up and keep you tied to my bed for only my eyes to see. What think you that?” He purred to her as he thumbed over her nipples.
“I suspect that thief has returned, for my wits at this time seem to be few and far between” She chuckled out and then moaned when he leaned down and sucked a nipple into his greedy mouth.
They were perfectly made for his hands, only his hands. The size, weight and color were all perfect. He was mesmerized by them as he squeezed them together and licked around both of her nipples. He knew she was moaning but he was so lost in his own world that her moans seemed to come from far away. He caressed her breasts with his eyes and grinned in approval.
“Mine” he mumbled out as he played with them for a bit.
Remembering that there was a luscious body attached to his breasts, he slowly kissed every inch of her stomach and sides.
He wanted her panting and desperate for him. He licked along her inner thighs and along the crease where her thighs met her mound, but would not touch where he knew she needed to be.
Flipping her over onto her belly, he continued to kiss every inch of her skin from her neck down to her toes.
Her skin was flushed and her breathing was irregular.
She shivered as he ran his tongue along the crack of her rump and then continued to lick his way up her spine.
Sitting up, he flipped her over again.
Prompting another pillow behind her head and shoulders, he sat back and drank in the sight of her.
He left the bed to pour himself another glass of whiskey. He could see her squirming on the bed and biting her lip. This was going to be a good night.
He rang for a maid and then put on his robe to meet her in the hall. As he left the room, he made sure that she knew he had left and then grinned when he thought about what was going through her mind.
Chapter 12 - A Darker Breakthrough
He left! She couldn’t believe that he left the room! Where would he go at this time of night and why would he leave her like this without saying a word! The arrogant Baboon!
She needed to calm down and stop panicking. This had to be part of his game. She thought back to how it all started and grinned. For him to have reacted like that, told her he cared about her more than he was letting on. She rather enjoyed “sucking his cock” as he so crudely put it. She loved the taste and texture of him, but most of all she liked his reaction. He was always in control of her and she finally found a way to control him. Mind you, when he had gripped her head and starting thrusting into her mouth, she had lost all control as he took over. But in those few minutes when she had caught him off guard, she felt a sense of power over him that she had never sensed before. She also liked that she could please him as much as he pleased her.
She also thought back to when she caught the maid doing that to the stable boy and blushed. What she did not tell Salvador was that Gregory, the stable boy, looked over to where she was standing and caught her watching them. His eyes locked with hers and she felt as though she could not turn away if she wanted to. As he watched her watch him, his breathing sped up. He too had thrust his fists into Paula’s hair and started to thrust into her mouth, only he continued to stare at her with his mouth slightly opened. She remembered her eyes widening as he blew her a kiss and then grunted as he held Paula’s head to him and made odd hoarse sounds, all the while staring at her. When he looked down at Paula, she remembered turning away and running from the stables to the safety of her room. After that time she had only gone out riding when Gregory was not around.
Now that she thought back on that, she felt her pussy muscles tighten while envisioning Gregory’s lustful look upon her person as Paula sucked on his cock.
She squeezed her thighs together and bit her lip.
She then got a flash of Salvador looking upon her mound with that same lustful stare as he stirred her juices about.
Heating up from the inside out, no matter how hard she tried to steer her thoughts from acts of love, she could not. Whenever she would squirm, her bonds would rub against her ankles and wrists, reminding her that he could do whatever he wanted to her and all she could do was take it. That should terrify her, but instead it excited her. Salvador was an incredible lover and her body ached with need just thinking about him. Even at supper she glanced at his lips and blushed at the thought of how they felt on her. Charles had been speaking with her about his business ventures in India and all she could do was squeeze her legs shut and try not to let her arousal become known as she tried to wipe away the memory of their love making in his study that morning.
She felt confused. Half the time she felt like his wife and the other half she felt like his sex slave. He possessed her completely and he had even told her that her body was his and he would make it respond to him whenever and however he wanted it to. Even now she was aching so bad that she thought she might lose her mind. He had touched her everywhere except in her private place and still she was on the brink of release.
Her thoughts scattered as she heard the door open then close.
Her heart sped up and just for a moment she thought to call out and make for certain that it was indeed Salvador in their chamber, and not the groom or her maid.
“Salvador?” she called out hesitantly.
There was no response.
“Sarah?” she called out again.
Still no response.
She couldn’t hear movement and for all she knew, a servant may have opened the door, peeped in and then quickly shut the door.
Damn her husband to hell! How could he do this to her? If it was a male servant, would he have left after finding her bound and blindfolded to the bed? Would he look upon her like Gregory had?
She bit her lip and squeezed her thighs together trying to make herself invisible.
She then felt the tip of a tongue on her erect nipple and gasped. A mouth came down on her nipple again and swirled around it with his tongue before kissing it and pulling away.
There was no pressure on the bed to show that someone had gotten on it with her, she didn’t even hear the approach so therefore had no idea where the person stood.
She then felt the rim of a cup being held against her lips and a hand at the back of her head, tilting her head back as warm brandy trickled into her mouth. Swallowing what had already landed in her mouth, she then tried to jerk her head away. The hand held her firmly in position. When she closed her lips, the hand slipped from behind her head and squeezed on two pressure points just below her jaw, causing her to open her mouth. He tipped her head back by pushing on her jaw and proceeded to pour more brandy down her throat.
After she drank a fair share, the pressure around her jaw disappeared and the room was once again silent.
“Salvador?” She called out again. She thought it was him but there was still a bit of doubt.
She heard a shuffling of clothes from beside the bed and then it dipped down with his weight. Again a mouth came down on her breast as another hand massaged the other one. The naked skin of a man’s body pressed up to her side. Judging on the way it felt when he leaned down; she sensed that he was facing towards her feet. Her thighs were suddenly gripped and spread apart causing her to gasp and squirm under the scrutiny. Feeling a tickle of hair between her thighs, lips came down and kissed her mound. Her body twitched beneath his lips. One hand came down and spread her mound open with two fingers and stretched the lips of her pussy wide.
She whimpered out as whoever it was between her thighs thoroughly examined her. She was almost positive that it was Salvador but even if it wasn’t, there wasn’t a thing she could do.
He kissed her again between her stretched out pussy, released her and then sat up.
Right away she closed her thighs.
She heard him chuckle at her modesty and she knew it was her devil of a husband.
“You arrogant rake!” She accused him. “You could have been a servant for all I knew! Untie me so I can sufficiently throttle you!” She cursed out as she struggled again with her bonds.
He just sat there chuckling to himself as she worked herself into a frenzy.
“It wasn’t a servant my sweet kitten so you have nothing to be worried about.” He continued to laugh.
“Well it wasn’t funny” She scowled at him from beneath her blindfold.
She felt him shift and then his lips upon hers.
When she opened her mouth to protest, he slunk his tongue into her mouth and deepened the kiss. Her head started to spin as his hand came down to caress her breast and his lips continued to erase her wits. The brandy worked its way through her system and warmed her insides. She was panting by the time he released her. He moved again and she felt his knees on either side of her. Something was caressing her face. At first she thought it was his finger, but even through her brandy induced state she could tell that his thumb wasn’t that thick. When it passed over her cheek and then rested against her lips, she knew what he was about.
“Let’s try this again” He purred to her as he held the tip of his shaft against her lips.
It felt wet and sticky. She needed to know what she was feeling against her lips. Did he smother his shaft with honey?
Opening her mouth and licking the tip of his cock, she heard his intake of breath and grinned. She could taste a bitter cream like substance on the tip of her tongue. The texture was thicker than liquid but was definitely not honey, but also not unpleasant. He continued to rest his cock upon her lips waiting to see what she would do next, she presumed. What she wanted to do was reach down and stroke it, but alas her hands were tied.
Again she opened her mouth and swirled her tongue along the tip. His breathing started to speed up and the thought of him watching her do this excited her. She liked that the brandy made her bolder. She continued to lick at him until she felt his hand fist into her hair. She wrapped her lips around his staff and waited for him to make the next move.
He did nothing for a while until finally he inched it further into her mouth. She greedily sucked it in, swirling her tongue around him. He grunted his approval and inched in further, causing her to open her mouth even wider. Gently thrusting his hips, he slowly worked his cock in and out of her mouth. Every few strokes he would inch in a little further. She moaned when she felt more of that cream leak into her mouth and tried to lick it up from around him as he continued. When he was deep enough, he let go of his cock and leaned further into her. She thought he was perhaps holding onto the headboard? His other hand gripped her head tighter as his thrusts started to deepen. She felt the crown of his shaft brush up against the back of her throat causing her to involuntarily swallow her saliva and choke a little. He groaned as she did so and started to thrust a bit faster. Even though her cheeks were starting to hurt and her throat starting to convulse around his deepening thrusts, she continued to suck and lick the best she could.
He grunted again when she swallowed her saliva and reached down so that both fists were gripped in her hair.
“I’m going to cum in your mouth Kat and you’re going to swallow everything I have to give you. Moan if you understand me” He growled out as his cock started to swell in and the taste of him became huskier.
When she moaned her consent, a warm spurt of cream trickled down her throat. He held her face to him like Gregory had to Allison and cried out her name as a stream of hot cream poured out of him and hit the back of her throat. She moaned as she sucked it from him and swirled her tongue into the crease at the head of his crown. He jerked when she did so and cried out again as more cum spurted out of him onto her tongue. He reached down with one hand and gripped her jaw so that her mouth opened and then rubbed his cock along her tongue as more cum shot out of him and hit the back of her throat.
“Swallow” He commanded hoarsely as the grip in her hair tightened.
She managed to swallow while her mouth was open and her tongue rested on her lower lip, being pinned there by his cock.
“Good girl” He purred as he removed his cock from her mouth and let go of her jaw.
When he un-straddled himself, he wasted no time on his next move. Roughly pushing her onto her side and pushing up her legs so that her knees were touching her breasts, with one arm he held her legs firmly in place and then he started to play. With her mound exposed to him from behind, he wasted no time in stirring around her juices and dipping his finger into her pussy. He ran his fingers everywhere except near her bud. Leaning down, he stuck his tongue in her pussy and thrust it in and out as though he was making love to her.
Her body shook with the need for release and her pussy muscles convulsed. She felt as though something inside of her would explode, but still he would not grant her release. He then moved his mouth to her anus and licked around the hole.
She was panting as he continued his assault. She felt a throbbing in her pussy and he continued to ignore it. More liquid seeped out of her but not enough to make her feel relief.
She felt the tip of his finger slip into her anus and then pushed it deeper, causing a pressure that she had never known. Her pussy muscles clamped down and her stomach tightened. She cried out when he added another finger inside of her and clenched her muscles around them. He slowly worked his fingers in and out of her. When he removed his fingers, she cried out at the sudden loss and then moaned as he dipped those same fingers into her pussy and pumped them into her. When he slipped them out and pushed them back into her anal passage, this time they slipped in and out a bit easier causing a new erotic feeling that kept her body trembling beneath him. When she felt the third finger penetrate, her body flinched beneath his hard grasp. He held her to the bed firmly as he continued to pump his three fingers within her.
She cried out when he started to spread his fingers inside of her and felt herself stretch. He removed his fingers and got up from the bed. She was panting as though she had run a marathon and her butt muscles were clenching and unclenching from the assault.
When he returned to the bed, he removed the pillows from beneath her and before letting her head fall, he gripped her jaw. When she opened her mouth, he stuffed a bunched up cloth into it and then tied another scarf around her mouth to gag her.
She moaned out her protest and felt her heart beating against her chest.
“Bite down on the cloth if you feel discomfort” He grunted out while ignoring her protests.
He flipped her struggling body onto her stomach and proceeded to shove two pillows underneath her hips, prompting her butt into the air.
Her adrenaline was pumping through her veins and she wasn’t sure if she was more turned on by being gagged while knowing her husband planned to sodomize her or if she was scarred out of her wits.
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He decided that tonight he would start teaching her the pleasures of anal sex. He knew that her first few times there would be more pain than pleasure, but he was experienced enough to give her pleasure while her anus stretched to accommodate him. She would still reach an orgasm that she had never known before. He gagged her because it gave her something to clamp down on as he was breaking his way into her, but more than that it fed into his darker fantasies. He watched her struggle and listened to her muffled pleas and felt his groin ache.
He drenched his fingers with her arousal and continued to lube up her anus in preparation for him. When he dipped his three fingers back into her, she tried to jerk away from him again. He spanked her hard and then smoothed out the sting as he pumped his fingers in and out of her.
Her pussy muscles clenched around his fingers making him groan for how wet she was for him. Her body was fully accepting what he was doing and wa
s about to do, again it was her mind that he was battling with.
He brought his fingers back to her hole and pressed them in deeper and stretched them out. Looking up, she was gasping and grunting. He took in the sight of her bound hands stretched over her head; her face was turned to the side showing her gagged and blind folded. The devil within him purred.
He brought his cock to her and used her arousal to lube it up. He could hear her struggled cries as her body tensed to what it knew was coming.
Crudely spitting into her hole, he pressed the crown of his shaft against her.
He delighted in her whimpering and felt power surge through him as she struggled beneath him.
Firming his grip on her and pressing the crown of his cock against her hole, he continued to increase the pressure until he felt it slip inside.
She tried to pull away from him with a strength he didn’t know she had, but luckily for him he was much stronger and expected the struggle.
“I’m not going to lie to you Katherine and tell you this won’t feel painful the first few times, but I can tell you that you will also feel a great deal of pleasure from it as well. Trust me love, I would not put you through this if I had any doubt that you wouldn’t come to enjoy, it almost as much as I do.”
As he reassured her, he slowly pushed his way further into her by giving light strokes.
She continued to struggle beneath him but he could tell that she accepted what he was saying.
Every few strokes would gain him deeper entrance, but she was so tight that he needed to keep lubing her.
“If you relax your muscles it will make it easier, Love.” He instructed her.
He could see that she was trying, which he admired her for. She wasn’t quite succeeding but at least she was trying.
Every few short thrusts, he would either spit into her opening or scoop up a finger full of her arousal and stroke his cock with it.
When he was half way in, he was barely able to control himself. He lubed himself one last time and then gave into temptation. Thrusting himself into her right up to the hilt, she gasped and jerked beneath him. Raising her hips up so that she was on her knees, he fed off her submissive pose while sodomizing her in the most primal way a man can do so to a woman. Her anal canal was stroking his cock at each thrust as her already narrow passage clamped around him. Each time he buried himself to the hilt she cried out in a muffled moan. When he felt her body accepting his forced entry and giving into him, he knew he had her. Every time she jerked beneath him he spanked her as he continued to thrust himself inside of her.