Defiled Seduce Night

by Marie Cisneros

  I slip my shoes off and step across the room where I open the door to a large walk-in closet. I step inside and move to the back where I will be hidden even if the light is turned on. To make sure it isn't though I reach up and give it a half-turn so the circuit will be broken if you flip the switch.

  Several minutes later, as I continue to replay what I had seen through the bathroom door, your sleek legs and ass, the swell of your breasts, the rosy tips so inviting as they swayed while you dried, the glance I had of your smooth mound, I hear the hair-dryer shut off and the bathroom door open. And then the sound of your footsteps are in the bedroom. Your footfall approaches the closet door; I pull deeper into the corner. You flip the switch, but nothing happens. "Damn light," you say.

  You step back out and turn on the bedside light then step back into the closet, dropping your robe as you do. You reach in a grab a pair of sweat pants and step into the legs, I get a quick view of your shaved pussy, the lights silhouetting the lips. You reach on the shelf and grab a tank top slipping it over your head as you turn away, hiding your breasts from my invading eyes. You grab your robe from the floor and hang it on the hook inside the closet door. You step into your bedroom and as you do the phone beside the computer rings.

  You leave the door open and step over to answer the phone, sitting down at the computer as you do. The call lasts only a few minutes and you turn towards the computer and fire-up the internet browser. I continue to watch you from my corner of the closet as you get involved reading your email and responding.

  Quietly I slip out of my hiding place and step towards the closet door. I pull a scarf from a wooden peg in the closet then step to your robe and remove the belt, slipping them into the pocket of my shorts. I slip quietly into the bedroom and cross the distance to the back of your chair without being noticed. I stand still behind you, almost not breathing as you continue to type into your email. I lean forward slightly and reach quickly down grabbing your wrists amd forcing them together in front of you. You twist and try to pull from my grasp but I tighten the hold I have on you and pull you up from the chair.

  You jerk and turn to your left, but I regain my grip and step next to you. I pull you towards me and with my free hand I grab the neck of your top and rip open the front, exposing your breasts and swollen nipples to my gaze. You try to free your hands to cover your nakedness, but I force your hands down. My free hand fishes into my pocket and brings out the belt to your robe. I wrap the belt tightly around your wrist and tie the belt so you cannot pull free. I leave about a foot of the belt hanging free so I can use it to pull you where I want you to go. You continue to look from your hands to me, then back at your semi-naked form.

  I grab the belt and jerk you towards me. I reach in a cup your tit, pinching the nipple and making it swell even more., the aureola drawing up and darkening slightly in color sa your blood rushes to meet the assault. I dip my head and take your nipple in my mouth, sucking firmly but gently at first, then biting the nipple enought to make you squeal. The pain and surprise is written on your face. I squeeze and fondl;e your other breast as I continue to suck on your nipple, trying to get as much of your sweet tit-flesh in my mouth as I can. After several minutes I move to your other breast, where I begin by licking my way from the valley between your mounds to the tip of the cherry topped mound.

  I bite your nipple just hard enough to make it sting and tingle, an involuntary "OOOOhhhhhhhh," escapes your lips.

  I release you from my grip and slip my hands down to your waist, my tongue trails down to your navel as I slip to the floor. I grab the waistband of your sweats and push them down your legs to the floor my nose and face come to rest at the top of your slit.

  "Oh god," you sigh as my tongue slips into your slit. I slip my hand behind you and cup your ass cheek in my hands squeezing and kneading your flesh, slipping my finger between them and to your tiny brown bud. My finger tickles at the flesh around your asshole, while my tongue continues to lick gently up and down your hairless slit.

  I stand back in front of you and unfasten my shorts. I push them to the floor and step clear of them. I put my hands on your shoulders and I push you down to your knees in front of me, with my cock only an inch from your face

  I step forward and let the tip touch your lips. I smear the pre-cum over your lips and cheeks, then I push forward toward your open mouth. Your tongue licks out and slips down the length of my swollen, throbbing shaft. You push forward on your knees and take more of my cock meat into your mouth, until you are touching my hairless balls with your chin. I pull back and slip it back out until only the crown is still encased in your hot, hungry mouth. Then I begin moving it in and out, fucking your face as you suck me trying to pull all of my cream out.

  I pull my dick from your hungry mouth and push you back onto the floor. I slide down and lick the wetness dripping from between your swollen glistening cunt lips. I continue licking, stopping to suck your clit and nibble on it. You begin to roll from side to side and push your pussy against my face. My tongue works deep into you sucking your delicious wetness out of you, at the same time my fingers slip between the beautiful pink lips of your pussy and deep into your wet canal. My fingers begin to ride in and out of you, bringing you close to your climax. Your moans become louder as you push harder against me.

  I pull away from your cunt and turn you onto your stomach pulling you onto your knees.

  I slip forward and drive my cock into you, burying it all the way in as you gasp, "oooohhhhhhhh,"

  I begin to ride you from behind pushing harder and faster as I begin to feel the end approaching

  I continue to pull your hips back toward me trying to get deeper inside, then as I feel the surge starting I pull out and turn you to face me on your back, I stroke my cock and watch as you open your mouth to take my load. The first shot streams over your face and into your hair, you try to get your lips over the end as a second rope shoots out splashing on your face again as the third begins to erupt I slip it into your mouth to take the rest as you swallow greedily.

  My cock is still swollen as throbbing as you cloe your lips around it and begin to suck and lick me so I stay hard. I reach down and lick some of the cum from your face. I hold it in my mouth as I extract my dick from your mouth. I lean forward and kiss your waiting mouth, pushing the cum from my mouth to yours. both of our faces are slippery with the deposit as our faces meet in the kiss. You break the kiss and begin to lick my face, trying to get all the cum from my cheeks, chin and forehead.

  I slip away from your tongue and crawl back over you, kneeling over you with my cock in your face. You slip down slightly and begin to lick and suck on my balls. My cock begins to respond quickly and is soon rock hard once again. You slide your tongue up the underside of my shaft and then over the head, taking me deeply into your mouth. Soon I find myself slipping into the rythm as i begin to fuck into your mouth. I continue my assault for severl minutes then pull away abruptly. I roll you onto your face again and pull your sweet ass into the air. My cock is still dribbling your saliva and I plow it into your pussy, getting it wetter with your love juices. I stroke in and out, as my fingers play at your asshole. I slip first one wettened finger into you, then a second one.

  Suddenly I pull out of your cunt and push my cock into your ass, sliding in as far as I can. I stroke in and out of you as you moan and twist beneath me. Soon I have my cock all the way into you, and I can feel my orgasm approaching. You squeeze your muscles around my cock as I begin to pull back, the urge stops for a second, but soon it returns. I stroke in two more times, and as I begin to withdraw I stop, my cock spasms and the first gob shoots deep into you. I pull out after a second squirt and deposit two more gobs on your ass.

  I roll off you and untie the belt from your hands. As I do you finally speak, "I thought you were going for a walk! You almost scared me to death."

  The End.

  And For Dessert

  You open the door to find the house quiet for once. T
his is of concern to you, first because it’s your birthday, and I was around that morning, hopelessly chipper, and secondly because you know I am rarely quiet without a ballgag in my mouth. Glancing around, you’re relieved to see my coat still on the hook, so I’m here… just very, very quiet…

  Cautiously, you put your coat down on the chair, your eyes watching for any movement. Your body is tense, and your mind searches for a reason for the silence. Is there a surprise party? Nah, your slave can’t hush long enough for that… I’d be giggling as soon as you walked in. And you know I wouldn’t leave the apartment without your permission, or at least a note to tell you where I was… Shrugging your shoulders slightly, you go towards our dark bedroom… and notice a flickering light in there. Tiptoeing closer, you smile to yourself.

  Opening the door quickly, you’re already saying, “Aha! Found….”

  Your voice trails off when you see me. I am almost completely naked, my hair spread over my pillow, eyes closed, a ballgag next to my cheek… and I am smiling a little, because I have sensed you enter, and heard your voice. Your eyes move over my body, taking in the shaved smooth skin, the locked collar, the dark blue ribbon binding my breasts, the nipples rosy. You see the chocolate icing on my pussy, spelling out, “Happy Birthday”, three short, dark blue candles stuck to my skin with their own wax. They glow warmly, flames flickering, and no wax has spilled over onto my skin yet… you can tell they have been lit recently. You smile down at me, and I stir ever so slightly, opening my eyes to gaze up at you. “Happy Birthday, my Master,” I say softly, and you sit beside me carefully, still taking it all in. You run a finger over one bound breast, and notice each nipple has three tiny clothespins attached to it, painted dark blue with small sparkling rhinestones adorning them. Silently you smile more, moving to one side and kissing my lips tenderly, then blowing out the candles, a few splatters of hot wax landing on my skin. I gasp out, biting my lip to keep quiet. Deftly you pluck the candles from my skin, careful not to mess up my chocolaty lettering. Putting them aside, one being relit and placed into a candleholder, you put one hand comfortingly on my shoulder.

  “Kneel,” you command, and I scramble to my knees, my palms open, my knees spread to expose my sex, which glistens a little in the faint light. You look at me, my eyes downcast, my posture straight and my head bowed respectfully. I feel your hands brush through my hair, and I shiver a little at the contact. Pulling it back, I can feel the tips dance across my skin as you roll it into a bun to keep it out of the way. One tendril escapes and dangles over my left cheek. “Lovely,” you murmur, picking up the ballgag and placing it in my mouth, pulling it tightly. I feel your hand touch mine, squeezing it. I squeeze back twice to tell you I’m ok, and the ballgag isn’t too tight. Nodding, you unclip one clothespin on my right nipple, and I moan into my ballgag.

  “My gorgeous pain slut,” you whisper into my ear. “What a delicious birthday present you make!” I try to thank you, my words muffled by the gag, and you smile.

  “You’re quite welcome, my pet,” you reply, unclamping another clothespin, this time on my left nipple. I wince, my eyes shutting for a minute, but soon I’ve ridden the pain and my eyes open again, still looking at the bed underneath me.

  Then you untie the bow I’ve made, and the ribbon binding my breasts begins to loosen. As the blood leaves my breasts, I feel such a sense of release that I almost fall forward, but catch myself right before I do. One hand over my left breast, you remove another clothespin with your other hand, and I don’t make a sound, just bite into my gag fiercely.

  “Very nice,” you murmur, your hand stroking my hair, and I nod a little to thank you. Another clothespin is removed, until there is only one on each nipple. You step back to look at me, and you light one of the candles you set aside. Holding it a fair distance from my skin, you allow the wax to pool up inside the candle, tipping it slightly to let some hot blue wax splash over my chest. I gasp, but keep my palms outstretched, my knees apart, my body still. Again and again you drip it onto my body, until my chest and thighs are a wax sculpture in dark blue, a contrast to my pale white skin. My cunt is wet now, and you can see the juices begin to dribble down over my outer lips. You smile. “So you’re horny are you, my pretty little slave? What is it you want, hmm?” You let one finger slide over the icing, bringing it to your lips and slowly licking it off. I try to speak into my gag, to tell you how badly I want you to fuck me, but you just laugh to yourself.

  “I guess you won’t tell me what you want, then,” you say, pretending not to hear my protests. “Then it’s up to me, I suppose.”

  You lie me down on the bed, bending my knees so you can see my pussy wet and ready. You lick my shaven area so gently, just barely touching my skin, yet licking up all the chocolate in the process. I moan into my gag desperately and wriggle against your tongue, and you let it flicker over my clit for a second. Then you look into my eyes again with a smile.

  You stand, taking your time to remove your pants, removing your tee shirt as slowly as possible, not looking at me but knowing I was watching you. You smile again, sliding your boxers off, then moving your body over mine, your eyes looking into mine.

  “Look at me, my whore,” you command, and I look meekly back at you. One of your hands reaches behind my head to remove my gag.

  You whisper, “Tell me, wench… tell me what you want.”

  “Oh, Master,” I groan, “Please… I want to feel you inside me so badly… I want you to fuck me, fuck me hard, and before you cum, please let me put my lips on your cock, and allow your slave to drink your sweet cum….I want to suck it from you, Master… please…”

  “Quite a mouth you have, my slave,” you murmur, one hand slapping my inner thigh. I squirm under you, and you smack my other thigh. “But such a lovely mouth… yes… I think tonight, I shall violate all three of your holes… you’d like that, wouldn’t you, my precious?”

  All I can do is moan assent.

  You roughly grab my hair and push your cock into me, and I gasp out with the pure joy of it, the feeling of being filled. You pump into me, my hips eagerly meeting every stroke, your lips viciously kissing mine, biting my lips gently, my neck more savagely. Every time I try to move my head, you pull my hair a little harder, and I buck against you with more need, more desire… “On your knees, slut”, you growl, and I roll over, my head on the pillow, my hands under my cheek, my ass and dripping cunt displayed for you. You lick my clit again quickly, and I groan, moving my ass higher, begging you with my movements to keep fucking me.

  “You want me in your ass, don’t you, my slave? You want me to fuck you in your pretty, tight little ass, don’t you?”

  I whisper into the pillow, tears of longing in my eyes, “Yes….”

  “Yes what?” you snap at me, letting your hand slap each cheek until they redden under your palm.

  “Yes, Master… oh, please, Master, PLEASE!”

  You squirt a little lube onto your cockhead, plunging your fingers into me and rubbing my juices onto it as well. Then you position your cock right at my asshole, your hand in my hair again so that my face is upturned. My eyes are closed; all I can do is feel and obey.

  You ease into my ass slowly, pumping your cock into it faster and faster, pulling my head back as I gasp out. The feeling of it is delicious, and I can feel the desire to cum building up inside me. I struggle to control myself, try to push the waves back, but it’s just too much, I don’t know if I can, and I moan.

  “Oh, Master, please…”

  “Please what?”

  I sob out, “Please let me cum, Master…”

  You smile, and pull back on my hair hard before you release me, quickly withdrawing from my ass. “You may not, my slave, until I say you can.” I just tremble with the need, waiting for your next command.

  You move to the top of the bed, leaning against the headboard so you can watch me pleasure you. All you do is beckon to me… all you need to do is beckon to me, and my mouth is on
your cock, sucking on your cock head, my tongue running all over it, flickering over the tip, massaging underneath…

  “Clean it well, slut,” you order, and I eagerly, willingly comply. I feel your cock harden even more, your body shiver under my lips and tongue, and you twine your fingers in my hair. Your hands clench, and you moan out, “Cum now, whore, NOW!”

  You cum into my mouth and I drink it in, feeling it warm my throat and settle in my stomach, my orgasm shaking through my body, my thighs dripping with my juices. When you have nothing left for me, I collapse into your arms, my body still weak from my own orgasm, my eyes closed softly, and I snuggle into your arms.

  “Oh, Master…” I say, dreamily…

  You smile and kiss my hair. “Sweetheart… that was the loveliest present I’ve received. Thank you.” I open my eyes to look into your lovely eyes, eyes I would willingly drown in, the love swirling within more beautiful and fierce than the ocean that had separated up for so long.

  “No,” I whisper back. “Thank you for allowing me to give it to you.”