Defiled Seduce Night

by Marie Cisneros

  I attach a leash to your collar and help you into your overcoat, and we leave for the club. When we get there, I take off your overcoat and leave it in the car, and lead you on the leash into the club from the parking lot. you get a few admiring looks from the queue at the door. The ticket seller comments appreciatively on your outfit, crudely querying Me on your possible availability. I suspect that someone groped your pussy while I was paying, but you have never admitted it.

  I leave you in a press of bodies at the edge of the dance floor, in order to get us drinks. I return for you several minutes later, and you seem out of breath, the skin of your breasts and throat flushed red, visible through the sheer fabric. I look at you but you say nothing, and I give you the double White Russian. you drink it with two hands, as your wrists are still locked together. I notice a bite mark that I don't remember on your breast, and make a mental note to punish you later for your reticence. It will be more erotic to force the admission from you with the whip and wax than interrogating you now. you finish your drink quickly, while I drink My coke.

  I lead you out on the dance floor, and we dance together to the techno and industrial music that fills the room with sound, motivating a sea of gyrating bodies. We swim in the sweaty sea, enjoying the music and motion, dancing closer as the dance floor fills and the flesh presses in. I pull you closer with your leash and dance body to body with you, caressing your breasts and putting my hands beneath your skirt to feel the smooth skin of your ass as you continue to move to the music. you touch me with your bound hands, as I caress your ass, incidentally exposing it to view.

  I unlock your cuffs and refasten them behind you, to expose you and allow Me unhindered access to your breasts, and move to dance behind you. you rub your hips against my Me as I alternately stroke and roughly grab your breasts, wiggling in my arms at the sensations in your breasts and nipples. you caress my cock through my pants once I start kissing your neck, prompting me to bite you through sheer fabric of your shirt. This only seems to encourage you, and you press back against Me as I grab your breasts more forcefully, playing with your clamped nipples.

  you put one hand awkwardly fully inside My pants and grab My hardening dick, wrapping your hand around it and caressing it with its bound mate through the cloth. This prompts Me to further action; I lift your skirt as your hips move against Me and your hand moves around My cock. I grab your pussy lips, and rub two and three fingers into your slit, and as you respond, widening your stance, I plunge two fingers deep into your cunt, finger fucking you in full view of the other dancers on the dance floor. you don't seem to mind, only moving your hand faster, continuing to dance, your hips and shoulders keeping roughly in time with the hard driving beat of the music.

  you pull your hand out of My pants and unbutton My fly, pulling it out to feel against the bare skin of your buttocks. I unlock your hands, although I love the feeling of you caressing My cock with your bare hands when they are bound, giving you better access. I finger fuck you as you aggressively stroke my cock. you lean against me breathlessly as my fingers work your sluttish cunt, a small crowd watching in admiration at our brazenness. I support a portion of your weight by grabbing your left right breast in My fist while My three of my fingers and then four plunge deep into your cunt and then withdraw, My thumb on your clitoris as I thrust and repeat again and again. your knees grow weaker as you come closer to orgasm, legs spreading like a good slave-whore's should as you lean further back against Me, one arm dropping to wrap around My leg for support.

  you then caress your own clamped left nipple, under tension from the chain due to the way My fist is gripping onto your right breast. I let you drop to the floor as you orgasm, leaving you leaning against My leg. your slack, open mouth is only inches from my upright cock as you gradually recover, keeping your hands wrapped around Me possessively. I find it so erotic to fuck your warm willing mouth when your body relaxes post-orgasm, when you are vulnerable and unable to protect yourself, and I can see in your current state that you would be an easy mouth fuck, allowing Me deep penetration of your throat.

  I can barely stand it, and I grab your neck with My other hand, turning you around and commanding "On your knees, slut". you move to your knees, still holding My cock with both hands. "Suck on it" I tell you breathlessly, and placing one hand on My ass you take it all in your mouth, rocking your upper body to Me and away from Me in order to fulfill My command. The presence of a large number of now openly gawking admirers only seems to encourage you.

  At a pause in the music, I pull you back to your feet by the ring in your collar, saying "you need more spanking." I lock your hands together again behind your back. you look at me petulantly, and follow Me silently from the dance floor. I lead you to a closed door and through it down a short corridor to a room outfitted as a dungeon. I bring you with the leash to a whipping block and standing on the opposite side of it from you, I pull you across it, so that you are bent at the waist. Fastening your collar with a handy clip, I move behind you and grab a whip from a hook on the wall. your eyes widen, seeing it, and you whimper softly, your ass still reminding you with every movement of the spanking I gave you earlier.

  I flip your skirt out of the way and give you two strokes from the whip across each cheek, causing you to writhe enticingly. Continuing, I move around in front of you again, and then pause to reach down and blindfold you. I stand there, whipping your ass, occasional tails of the cat striking your pussy lips and making them burn. you are so wet that the cat leaves a wet mark on your ass where it strikes you with each stroke that follows a stroke to your dripping cunt. you are moaning, moving uncontrollably with each slow stroke of the whip, when you feel My cock at your lips. I allow you to lick it, keeping it just out of reach of your hungry mouth for several strokes, and then allow you to have it, sucking like the good slut you are.

  you devour the cock, sucking it deep into your throat each time the whip strikes you, and eventually it succumbs to temptation and fucks your mouth. you love it, the sensation of completely losing control, I see it in the way that you spread your legs as your mouth is fucked. you struggle for air between strokes, keeping your mouth open to suck down air when the cock pulls back, closing around it when it plunges forward. you accept it without question, even as a pair of hands grasps your hips, and fingers explore your pussy, wiping your honey drippings on your back before a hard cock plunges deep in your sodden cunt.

  The two cocks fuck you hard, pussy and mouth, mouth and pussy, matching stroke for stroke. you lose yourself in the rhythm and the sensation of being completely mastered, giving yourself completely to Me to do with as I will. The cock in your mouth explodes first, sending hot cum in a rush into your throat, and you swallow expertly, not allowing a drop to escape your lips. as a good slave, you tenderly suck the last bits of cum from the cock in your mouth, even as the sensations emanating from your cock-filled cunt begin to overwhelm you. you push back with each thrust, trying to draw the penis in your vagina deeper, to make it cause the maximum amount of pain and pleasure. It hurts to be fucked so deeply, the welts on your ass burn and ache where the hands grasping your hips dig into your buttocks, and you push back harder, as hard as you can.

  you realize that the cock in you is wearing a condom, and, helpless, you beg "Master, please let him come in me, let him fill this slut with cum for you, let me prove what a whore I am"

  " Is that what my slut wants, does she want to prove to her Master what a good slut she is?"

  And you cry out "Yes" between each hard thrust into your pussy.

  There is a pause, and the cock comes back harder, and all bare, your pussy grasping it with its slick walls. you spread your legs as wide as you can and concentrate on squeezing the cock in you, on making it cum, all thought of cumming yourself driven from your mind. All your attention focuses to feeling the cock in your pussy, all thoughts are of making it feel good, as it drives hard into your pussy, thrusting again and again.

  you are a willing cunt fi
lled with cock and nothing more, all your body focused on making that cock cum, on helping the cock use you, cum inside you, fill you with the proof that you are your Master's slave. The Cock is your Master as it tears you again and again, making you nameless, a cunt used for its pleasure and nothing more. you are delirious with sensation as the cock in your pussy spasms, and you feel the hot gush of cum filling you.

  you collapse onto the whipping block, enjoying the sensation as it twitches inside you, better than an orgasm, pushing more cum into you with each spasm. you are a good slut. a good whore for your Master, with a cum filled cunt. The cock begins to soften and pulls out, leaving you with cum dripping from your pussy down your thighs. you feel used. you feel satisfied. you lay there relaxed for several minutes. you wonder if I am looking at the cum leaking from your well fucked whore's cunt.

  The catch holding your collar down is released, and you are pulled to sitting position. I remove your blindfold and kiss you, and after a few minutes, once your legs are strong again, I lead you back onto the dance floor, still dripping cum.

  Me & Jay

  I have been talking to Jay for nearly two years on the Internet. Taking "offline" had been brought up numerous times in those two long years. It was always me that kept to the anonymousness of the Internet. Every night for two years we would log in and chat for a few hours, often times we would get sexual, but who doesn't on the net? Today was the day it went off line.

  Looking in the mirror, I smoothed out my shirt, and straightened my skirt, silently hoping my stomach would stop turning. Looking over myself, wondering if my body, for all its flaws would be presentable enough for him. Jay had seen my pictures before; I eventually got a cam for the computer so he'd seen me in real time and sometimes even all of me. I still blush when I think of being naked in front of my computer, showing him my secret places.

  I put my thoughts aside as I glanced at the clock, he's going to be here in less than 15 minutes, grabbing my after shower clothes and towels, checking to make sure I didn't leave anything else out that would cause blinding embarrassment. I made my way down to the kitchen. Seeing the computer brought back our last conversation. Jay told me that he didn't think that he would be able to keep his hands off of me when we were finally face to face. I thought about that, and I felt a sharp hot sensation in between my thighs, a second passed and the doorbell rang and I nearly jumped out of my skin, 10 minutes early, taking a deep breath I walked toward the front door.

  As I opened the door, he stood there with one of the biggest grins I had ever seen on any one I'd encountered. It caused my heart to stop beating for a second or two. He stepped through the door, taking me into his arms, pulling me up his six foot two frame to meet his mouth. I thought for a moment of how funny it must look, him being so much taller and slimmer than my five foot six, pudgy body. But as our lips met it didn't matter. Feather light touches from his lips to mine, made way to blinding passionate kisses that begged to branch out and explore.

  He broke the kiss first, looking at me as if he were asking for permission to go farther. I answered him by kissing his neck; soft kisses up his neck, along his jaw. That was all he needed to know, he grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the hallway. I led us to my bedroom. He closed the door behind him, grabbed me pulling me back against the door, kissing me senseless touching me through my clothes. I moved my hands to touch him, I longed to feel him but he had other ideas. He met my hands half way and took both of my wrists into one hand and pinned them above my head against the door. With the other hand he pulled my panties down my legs and stepped on the crotch to bring them to the floor.

  He pulled my skirt up over my hips, then unbuttoned and pulled down his jeans. He let go of my wrists and pulled off my shirt, then reached around me and unhooked my bra. He bent down cupping my breasts with shaky hands, I moaned loudly as he took a nipple into his mouth. I started to move my hands down to hold him, but Jay simply let go of one breast and again pinned my arms up by the wrists. "This is wicked." I thought as his free hand traveled over my tummy, working its way south. My body coming alive at his touch.

  I nearly said something when he swiftly covered my mouth with his, and a second later his finger slipped in to me. It had been so long and I was so tight, he tightened his grip on my wrists, put more force into his kiss as he added two more fingers. Moaning into his mouth and trying to keep my knees from buckling, I wiggled my hips slightly my feeble attempt to open more for him. All the wiggling succeeded in doing was making me cum all over his hand.

  While he waited for me to recover he slipped out of his boxers. He looked into my eyes as he pulled them down, I glanced down and there it was, it was a sight. He was long and thick, beautiful in all respects. I wanted to touch him, taste him love every inch of him with my hands and mouth. Only problem was he was still holding my wrists and pinning me against the wall.

  He brought up a little condom package ripping it open with his teeth; he took and rolled it onto his impressive cock. Lifting me off the ground with one arm he pounded into me, taking away the little bit of air left in my lungs. So there we were, me with my arms raised, legs wrapped around Jay's waist, Jay's arms holding me up and his cock buried deep in me.

  He smiled at me, as I fought for air, only when I had taken a few strong deep breaths did he start to move. My god it felt so good. He moved in and out of my tight pussy with a rhythm that I found easy to match at first. He moved with a grace I never knew possible, and I reveled in it. He increased the speed of his hips when he felt I caught up with him, finally I just gave up, tightened my legs around him, as he pounded.

  I felt my body start to shake, I suppose I looked alarmed because he planted his lips onto mine. At that moment I just let it all go. My body shook my pussy tightened even more around him, my lips clung to his as my cum left my body and coated his cock and thighs. Seconds later he began to shake his muscles hardened and he breathed heavily into my mouth as he exploded.

  He held me up against that wall till his couldn't stand anymore. He let go of my wrists as I slipped off his cock, and unhooked my legs from his waist. He turned with me still in his arms and collapsed against the wall holding me tight to him. I looked up into his eyes, and said "Hi." He smiled at me, and said "Hi."

  The End.

  My Room

  It's a warm afternoon. I'm laying on my bed naked. A fan is running, but it's not cooling me off. My body heat is rising because I'm thinking of you.

  Imagining that my hands are your hands, I run my hands over my breasts and tweak my nipples. I close my eyes, as i run my hands down my body. I feel myself getting wet as I trace my outer lips with my fingers.

  I take one hand and I spread open my outer lips. Then, I take the index finger on my other hand, and I dip it into my pussy hole. Once the finger is covered with juices, I bring it up to my clit and begin to rub it nice and slow....

  Mmmm, thoughts of you swirl around in my head, as I rub and pinch on my little clit....I can feel my juices dripping down onto the bed.

  All of a sudden, I can feel my orgasm starting to rise in the pit of my stomach....I start to twitch and convulse and thrash around on my bed...as I cum over and over again.

  Exhausted from my multiple orgasms, I lay back and close my eyes for a few seconds.

  When I open my eyes, I see you standing there in the doorway of my room. You look at me and you smile. You peel off your clothes, and walk over to the bed and sit down next to where I am laying.....

  You stroke my hair and my face, and tell me how beautiful I am. Then you plant the longest, most passionate kiss on my lips.

  You take your hands..and you start to stroke and play with my breasts. You position yourself on top of me, and you kiss my face, my lips, my neck....all the way down to between my breasts. You then, push my breasts together and begin sucking and lick on them at the same time. I run my hands through your hair, and beg you to go lower.

  You lick and kiss your way down to my stomach.....
.I'm doing everything I can to contain my excitement. You nibble and play with my tummy for a while, until I beg and plead with you to go lower.....

  You take your time....licking and kissing my outer lips....You open them up and gently run your tongue over my still erect clit....

  I gasp with pleasure...and I thrust my hips up to meet your amazing tongue....my juices are dripping out and you're lapping them up like a good boy.....

  I grab the back of your head, and I shove your face into my pussy as I start to cum over and over..... You're darting your tongue in and out of my sopping wet cunt...as I shake and convulse under you....

  I beg you to fuck me... I tell you that I need you so bad....and that I wanna feel your hot, massive cock inside of me....

  You lift yourself up and put my feet on your shoulders.....

  You don't enter my pussy right away... You know you've made me crazy and you wanna keep it going for a few seconds.... You take the head of your cock, and rub it over my clit.....and I start to thrust a little for you.....