Mission: Compromised Submissive (8 page)

Dom stared down at the little beauty before him. With her hands up over her head, her large breasts were pushed out and on display. She was gorgeous. Her thighs spread wide, giving him a perfect view of her tender folds despite the darkness. Moisture pooled from her cunt, begging to be licked. Not wanting to let it go to waste, he kn
eeled down and lapped
up and down her slit, coating his tongue with her delicious cream. He had always loved the taste of pussy. Vice’s didn’t disappoint. The musky smell of her arousal sent his senses into an overload.
“Damn your little pussy tastes good. I
could eat you for days.” He buried his face again, sucking her little clit into his mouth. Gently, he rolled it between his teeth, adding just enough pressure she squirmed under him. Without warning
,
he stopped, moving up her body with licks and nips.

“No.” Her breathless protest
shot straight to his balls. When
he took her mouth, she groaned. She could taste herself on his tongue, only adding to the taboo of their enco
unter. Dom consumed her lips, i
nvading her mouth demandingly. She dueled her tongue with his,
meeting him
with the same demands. He took to it, loving the challenge he had so long yearned for. So many times the little subs that came his way were all too willing to cower. He craved more. Being in control for him wasn’t just cut and dry wanting a woman to submit. It was taking her control, and lowering the barriers that would normally keep her from reaching maximum pleasure. With Vice, he could explore. She needed someone to teach her what she liked, and what she didn’t. Tonight wasn’t about breaking her down to the basics. It was testing the waters to see if she could naturally give herself over to him. His gut twisted, worried that he would be let down. Could
he still
pursue
her if she wasn’t a true submissive? As much as he wanted to think so, he knew he couldn’t. It was going to be a big enough challenge to give it up 24-7 and just settle for in the bedroom. The funny part was,
he already didn’t feel the need
for
total dominance. She seemed to heal the scars he never thought could be. No matter what, he had to try…

His kiss softened, giving a small sliver of himself over to her. The raw emotion slammed into him unexpectedly, knocking him unbalanced.
He scrambled to regain his composure, flawlessly not missing a beat. She couldn’t know the effect she had on him. Not now. Maybe not ever. It was a dangerous game of roulette, and he was pulling the trigger.

Vice arched upwards against him,
fighting to take control. Her tongue twisted and turned, sucking his between her teeth lightly. The slight roughness unleashed his desire even more. “No.” He reached between their bodies and pinched her
nipple. He swallowed her
little gasp, turning from sweet to vicious.
“I’m going to fuck you good, baby. We can’t play like I want, but I promise you I’ll make you feel like you’ve never felt before. You are going to c
o
m
e
so hard you’ll be begging for more.”

“Yes! Please. I can’t take it
,
Dom. I need you.”

“Sir. You’ll call me Sir from now on. Do you understand?”

Vice hesitated. Her mind was mashed potatoes, but she briefly felt a twang of rebellion rare its head up, but the throbbing dick folded against her hungry cunt shut it down without a second thought. “Yes.”

“Yes, what?” His voice dropped low and commanding. The sudden change only added to her arousal.

“Yes
,
Sir!” Another gush of juices coated her thighs.

“Good girl.” He kissed her again, rising from her body
without warning. She started to move in protest, but he caught her. He pushed her back down with one palm, narrowing his eyes. “Stay.”

Vice lowered back to the seat. Her eyes were affixed to him, watching every move.
Slowly and deliberately, he removed his clothing and tossed them in the back seat.
He was breathtaking. The moon
light cascaded across his chest, glistening along every defined muscle. Her eyes trailed the length of him, eating in every detail. The man was built better than a Greek god. If Spartans existed, he would be it. His torso narrowed into a perfect triangle, leading in to a lean wais
t and perfect hips. The sex
lines that ran down
in a perfect ‘v’ from his hips made her mouth go dry. They led into a perfect arrow pointing to his
perfect
dick. Never in her life had she seen a perfect cock. It was huge, but equally proportioned in length and girth. It stood straight, not leaning to either side, and rising well above his belly button.
Oh fuck!
“Do you like what you see?”

It took all her might to find her tongue. “Hel-l-l yes-s-s. You are gorgeous. Sir.”

Dom couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. She remembered to add the Sir part without being reminded. Deep down, he knew she had a sub hiding somewhere.
Now, he was going to make it his life’s mission to find it. Just not now. He reached up and untied her feet, not wanting to cause her pain or stiffness to get worse. He took time to massage each ankle tho
ro
ughly before he l
owered them to rest on the door
frame. Both of his hands planted to her sides while he crawled up her body. Her breath caught in her throat. He was like a panther stalking for the kill. She couldn’t move.

Vice gasped when his body weight lowered on to her, giving her that feeling she loved so much. There was something about the raw power of having a man on top of you, taking the reins.
Helpless, dominated, and at his mercy.
He wiggled his hips, nudging against her pussy. When he bumped her clit she almost came undone.

“Mmm. You like that, huh? How long has it been since you have been fucked, Alex?” His bluntness only turned her on more. She strained to think, knowing the embarrassingly dry spell in her love life was enough to make a nun blush.

“Two years,” h
er words came o
ut harsh, peaking his interest.

Dom pulled away from her body, rising onto his hands. The moonlight shone across his face, illuminating a silver strip across his eyes. The normally almost black irises lit up, resembling a nocturnal animal in headlights. “Two years, what, Alex?” It was primal, frightening, and so fucking hot.
He rolled to his side, shifting his weight. A loud smack rang through the cab of the truck followed by a sting on the inside of her thigh that sent her body into tremors. His palm came down once more, this time on the other side.

She wracked her brain, feeling the warmth of arousal clouding her thoughts. As the light
bulb went off, Dom slid his hand between their bodies and pinched her nub hard, sending a sharp pain that both pleased and shocked her system. Without thinking, she blurted, “Sir! Two years
,
S
ir!”

Dom rewarded her correction, slamming his cock in her cunt to the hilt. She screamed from the invasion, feeling her walls stretch and burn to
accommodate
his huge size.
It was the best pain she had ever felt. Her channel pulsed around him, milking and squeezing him like a glove.
“Fuck you are so tight. Squeeze my dick
, baby. Mmmm…
that’s it. You needed a big fat cock in you, didn’t you?”

He thrusted once, pounding against her cervix. Tingles erupted in her womb, spread
ing through her body. Her clit throbbed. Her tits ached.
Her body craved
more. She arched upwards, needing him to move. Instead of gaining what she wanted, Dom fisted his hand in her hair and tugged. The sting set her scalp on fire,
sending
another gush of fluid
around his dick. “Don’t move unless I fucking tell you. I don’t want you hurting yourself. The only pain I want you to feel will be from my hand. Now, answer me
,
Alexandria
.” Just the growl in his voice made her orgasm ride to the surface.
Even through his scowl of disapproval, she quivered.
Disappointing him was not something she wanted to do. Ever.
She was so close…
She jumped to make things right.

“Yes! Please
,
S
ir! Fuck me damn it!”

He growled a deep, low grumble.
He wanted her desperate and begging. She was. Now, how did she get what she wanted? “I need to c
o
m
e
on your cock
,
S
ir. Please. Please
,
fuck me hard.”

“Mmm. Now that was delicious. As much as I love hearing you beg, I
need your cunt.” He pulled all the way out of her body, shoving in hard and deep in one fast motion. Her breath knocked out of her lungs
on
a grunt.
Over and over he pistoned in and out, building her climax into a hurricane sized storm. Her fingers trailed over his back, stopping atop his perfect ass. When her nails dug in and pulled him deeper, he tightened his grip in her hair once more. “Quit trying to c
o
m
e
before I tell you to
,
baby. I’d hate to keep you teetering on the edge al
l night
,
”
h
e taunted, slowing his movements.
Then d
esperation took over.

She snarled at him through her clenched teeth, unable to hold back. “
Damn it
,
Jeremy
,
quit toying with me and fuck me right!” Her growl was more than he could stand. Laughter reverberated from his chest, catching her off guard. He was laughing. At her. During their first time together. What. The. Fuck. Her temper shot through the roof. She planted both of her palms in his chest, shoving as hard as she could. He only laughed harder
. She was on the verge of a full on breakdown
from frustration, anger, and borderline humiliation.

J
ust as fast as his cackling began, it ended. “You have no idea what you just did, love. Your sw
eet little ass is going to pay…
and pay good for that, but not tonight. I have a different form of punishment
in mind for now..
.” She would swear his eyes glowed in the darkness. The dim light flashed across his teeth, creating a shudder to tremble through her body. Whatever he was about to do, she knew it would be life altering.
Before she could contemplate what was to come, he rammed his dick in deep, pounding her cervix so hard it almost knocked the wind out of her. She gasped at the sharp pain. He repeated the roughness over and over, turning the discomfort into something far better than pleasure. The ache morphed with her budding orgasm, dragging her into another realm and out of reality. He intensified the haze with stinging bites, roaming from her lips and neck down to her nipples. Each pebble got a fair
workout, heating her higher and higher. Her pussy began to constrict, tightening around his thick shaft in preparation for
the explosion it lunged toward
. Harder and faster he pounded into her, taking her up and over the edge. The old reference of fireworks shooting off during the
big ‘O’ was an understatement.
If she could market the light show she witnessed, she would die the richest woman on the planet. Her body went rigid, riding against him in spasm after spasm of the most euphoric, mind blowing, cosmic orgasm of her life. Just as she started to float down, he would speed his tempo again, sending her on another equally intense base jump into the abyss. Over and over he played her body, not giving her time to float down from one before he brought on another. Instead of each proceeding wave being an aftershock from the initial bang, they were huge atomic
detonations
that all but beat the last. Seconds turned to minutes. Minutes turned to hours. Time seemed to stand still.

“Mmmm. Take it
,
baby. Get what you have been missing.” Dom slammed in harder, reaching under to cup her ass and tilt her pelvis upwards. With each stroke, he rubbed against her G-spot,
slamming her pleasure even farther. Her body went limp. If she had to describe it, it felt how people looked when they were possessed on horror films. She had no control over her body. No way to move, or stop. She was totally and completely at his mercy, under a sex spell like no other.

Vice tried to regain a more conscious state, but he wouldn’t let her. Just wh
en she got the will
power to try, he would do something different that would yan
k her back into that delicious inebriated
state. “You are mine, Alexandria.” Dom crushed his mouth against hers, sucking the air from her lungs in a forceful kiss. She felt the walls closing in as he
feasted, kissing her as
hungrily
as he fucked her. Yes. She was his
—
if only for tonight.

Dom couldn’t hold back. Vice had managed to send him over into a subspace most
D
oms never had the pleasure of experiencing. As far as he knew, the few who had were the result in loss of control at the expense of their sub. It was never a good thing for a dominant to lose himself. Control was the key. This, on the other hand, wasn’t a hazard. Like a mythical creature,
this
didn’t exist. And yet, he felt an intoxication he couldn’t explain. The louder she moaned, the more he became addicted. He didn’t want to stop. He couldn’t. His balls had loaded and threatened to put an end to it all a long time ago, but the pleasure he felt was too intense. “Please! Please!
Oh God!” Her screams brought forth the animal inside he had hidden for so long. Her sweet little cunt swelled around him, throbbing so intensely he had to fight to move inside of her. The rougher he got, the harder she milked him.
Finally, he couldn’t stop it. His movements grew erratic, jerking in an un
-
choreographed tempo.
His own orgasm hit so hard he thought he would pass out. Seed burst from his cock, shooting deep into her womb in hard spurts, filling her. He roared, screaming his release like never before.
He heard her screams match his, making his satisfaction even stronger.
Every muscle in his body constricted, immobilizing him. It was the true meaning to ‘hurt so good’. After what seemed like an eternity, he collapsed on top of her, fading in and out of sleep.
When he finally caught his breath, he rolled enough
to
where his knees rested on the floor. The seat had to be uncomfortable for her, especially with her injuries. “Alex
,
baby, are you all right?”