Seduction: The Story of M (10 page)

He held his shaft tightly, only the purplish head protruding from his hand. He took my hair up in his other hand and pulled me up, holding my head so that I could feel the heat of his cock on my lips. “Open your mouth.”

He fed me only the head. He pulled and pushed my head to and from it. The taste of his pre-come worked its way over my pallet as he bobbed his cock in and out of my mouth quickly. My lips sucking and pulling as he thrust. He held my hair tightly and pulled his cock just out of reach. I strained against his hold till it hurt reaching for him to put it back.

“Ask again.”
He ordered, his breath bated.

“Please
, Sir, may I suck your cock?” I pleaded, still reaching my neck forward.

He pushed it back into my mouth while sliding his hand down the shaft forcing it to the back of my throat. I gagged having not expected that. He pulled back but not out, allowing
my recovery and then pumping again several times nudging the back of my throat, stretching it, until I felt his fingers touch my lips. Then he pulled my head forward just a little and held himself there.

I couldn’t breathe and I moaned desperately. My fingers started to dig into his thighs as I tried pulling my head back squealing so I could breathe. He nudged his cock in just a little further and then quickly pulled it from my mouth. As I gasped for breath he slapped my lips with his cock and shook my head back and forth. I could feel tears brimming in my eyes as I held onto his arm.

“Beg for it.” He ordered.

“May I
please
suck your cock, Sir?
Please
,
put it back in my mouth.” My words were a bit obscured while he slapped my face and lips with it. He was starting to scare me, again.

He drove it harshly back into my mouth and told me to suck it while he moved both hands to my head. He controlled the movements of my head, pushing and pulling while he varied the depth of
it in my mouth.

He groaned and his breathing was getting louder. He kept one hand around the back of my neck and reached down with the other and pinched my nipple hard causing me to squeal. Drool was dripping from my chin and sliding down my neck and he started thrusting harder and faster. He moved to the other nipple and pinched it just as hard, forcing a muffled squeal.

“Suck it, slut.” He growled. Taking hold of the base and started to bounce it, while fucking my mouth rapidly. He let a deep growl from his chest and pulled himself from me.

His fingers coiled into my hair and he stepped back. He held my hair like a leash and walked towards the bedroom we had been in ea
rlier as I followed at his side on hands and knees.

Chapter 8: The Black Box

 The X device was upright against the wall. There was a big black square box in the middle of the room. It was covered in soft material. He led me to it, taking my arms and placing them over the edge of the box. My chest and torso remaining on the box, while my pelvis and ass remained just over the edge.

He cuffed each wrist t
o a chain attached to the floor on each side of me and then did the same with my ankles. Using a larger type of cuff around my thighs and secured those to the eyebolts in the box itself. There was little give to the chains and I found myself quite subdued.

He stood in front of me pausing, looking at my helpless body bent over this box ready for him to play with and use. I lifted my head and looked up at him. He met my eyes
, immediately his lips curling into a smile.

He moved over to the armoire and took out a ridding crop. He came back and trailed it over my back, and my ass. He moved it softly down the back of my thighs and along my calves. I squirmed
he dragged it across my feet.

“Where do you think I should start?”
he teased.

“Sir
?” I implored, just as he struck my right ass cheek very hard. I yelped and jerked at the chains on my wrists.

“You need some color princess. I think your body has cooled off a little since the hallway.”
He snapped the crop down harder on my left cheek. I jerked and yelped again. Then he rubbed the small heated welts with the head of the crop. He marked my ass several more times in quick succession, my body jumping and jerking as I yelped and cried out. He moved to the back of my thighs and it hurt even more.

“
Ow! That really hurts, Sir,” I whimpered as my body lurched in various directions.
Why’s he being so cruel?

“I know,
” he daunted, slapping the very bottom of my left foot hard and I cried out loudly. He did the same to the other and I clenched my fists as another wail proceeded from my lips.

“
Hush or I’ll have to gag you.” His words were emotionless.

I whimpered and groaned as quietly as I could. It was impossible not to make some outcries. He lashed my back and my shoulders and the stinging heat soon covered my entire backside. When he stood at my sides I could see his cock bouncing as the crop hit its mark. He would hold and stroke it every now and again to keep himself good and hard.

“You move so impeccably, Princess, look at that tight little ass bounce for me.” He stopped lashing me with the crop and knelt next to the box and began kissing my welts and red marks. They burned as he licked at them with his tongue.

I squirmed and wriggled when he pulled at the raised bits of puffy flesh between his lips. I prayed he wouldn’t use his teeth. I could hear him stroking his cock as he moved around the box licking and trying to sooth my welts.

When he made it up to my left shoulder he pulled my hair all to one side of the box, letting it drape down the other side. I could see his engorged cock in his hand as my head hung limp between my shoulder blades. He had pre-come oozing from it and a droplet was just starting to slide down the deep purple head. He encircled the head with his finger as if rubbing it in and then moved it up to my lips. “Lick it. Suck it off my fingers.”

I opened my mouth and he ran his finger all around the inside of my mouth, although mostly on my tongue.

“You like that, slut?”

“Yes Sir
,” I lied.

“Tell me how much you like the taste of my come
, Princess.”

“I love the taste of your come Sir, please Sir, may I have more?”
Does he even know he’s scaring me, really hurting me?

He adjusted himself and pulled my head up using my hair. He moved his cock to my mouth and very
slow and deliberately fed it to me. He kept stroking while he pushed it in and pulled it out. He then let go of my hair and placed his hands on the box to each side of my head. He pumped harder and faster and I heard him grunting and groaning while he used my mouth and drool dripped from my aching lips.

Then suddenly he stopped and held himself just short of gagging me. I tried sucking him further into my mouth and he pulled out of me. “Not yet
, Princess.  You will beg for my come before this night is through.”

He stood and walked behind me, his fingers caressing the welts once again as I flinched and whimpered. He took my cheeks in his hands and squeezed them. I tightened up my gluts and he slapped my ass hard with his hand. I cried out and he told me to relax. I tried to but it was hard considering my ass felt like it was still on fire.

He pried my cheeks open and panic struck me.
Oh no, oh please don’t
. My ass was still so tender and swollen inside. I heard him breathing harder while he pushed and pulled at my cheeks. Then I felt his cock nudging at the opening to my pussy. He didn’t penetrate me, he just threatened to, and then he slid the head of his cock over my clit.

His pre-come coated my clit as
he rubbed it in rapidly with the head of his cock. I moaned and cooed as he brought my clit back to full state of arousal, and then I felt him pull away, and I whimpered in protest.

“You want to come
, slut?”

“Yes Sir, please let me come
, Sir,” I pleaded.

He still had one hand on my right ass cheek but I felt something foreign against my pussy. I think it may have been the handle of the crop. He ran it up my slit and then over my clit and back down. I felt him penetrate me with it and
I groaned letting my head drop, my chin almost touching the box.

“Look at you. Look at how your wet pussy begs for attention. You’re cunt is drooling
, Princess,” he whispered this.

I felt a bit ashamed as he started working it deeper into me but it felt so good and my aching pussy was begging for release. He probed faster and harder, b
eing careful not to force it to deep. Then I felt his finger on my clit.  Or maybe it was his thumb or maybe both.

I groaned lavishly and started to buck my hips rocking forward and back. I felt my g spot swell and knew I would come soon. “Please Sir, may I come?”

“Ah, good girl, you remembered to ask. I’m proud of you.”

I felt the handle of the crop leave my wet folds and his hands on my hips. I felt his breath on my pussy and then he licked at my secretions with his tongue. I moaned loudly
.  Oh it felt
so
good. He started sucking and really going wild with his tongue on my clit. I felt two fingers inside my pussy and he pumped them hard and fast.

“Come
,” he commanded.  “Do it now, cum for me slut.” His words were a little garbled but the vibrations of his voice intensified the feeling on my clit.

My hips were bouncing rapidly to keep pace with his finger thrusting. I found myself pulling at the cuffs on my wrists and straining harshly. He sucked on my clit and rolled his tongue around it in little circles, while probing the hell out of my pussy.

“Oh, fuck,
oh
…
oh
!” I shut my eyes and gave way to the orgasmic bliss.

Long moans and groan
s left my lips, my breath was hot as it passed over my puffy lips and my mouth was dry. My body convulsed and jerked as the first wave of pleasure bolted through me. Then another and another and I felt his fingers digging into my ass cheeks. He was sucking hard as come oozed from my luscious pussy amid my short frantic squeals.

As the waves of bliss subsided
, his mouth remained relentless. He tortured my clit the most, biting at it and then flicking it hard and fast with his tongue. I yelped while trying to pull my hips away from his mouth, but he did not stop. I squirmed and pulled at my restraints in every direction. “Please, Sir… oh…oh God, oh please….
stop
!” I pleaded in all desperation.

He paid no attention
. In fact this only seemed to make him more crazed in what he was doing. His fingers deviously plunged back into my swollen cunt and I felt his teeth graze against my clit. My body was in fits trying to get away from the sensory overload he was causing me.

I felt like crying
, the sensations were so impossible to escape. My pubis bone was thumping wildly against the box while he struggled to keep his tongue on my clit. I heard him growl and take my clit forcefully with his lips shaking his head back and forth.

I was squealing frantically and suddenly without warning the waves of bliss came again, stronger and harder than the first time. It felt like a time bomb had just gone off and I had no control what so ever of what I was feeling. The sounds coming from my lips were dark and low and I barely recognized my own voice. “
Fuck!
Oh fuck, oh
yes
!”

His growls got louder and the vibrations of his voice bolted through my whole body as wave after wave of hot intense pleasure soared through every part of my body. My arms were shaking and my legs felt like they were vibrating as the intensity kept its hold.

Just as I thought the orgasm was nearing its end, it peeked again. His fingers were relentless and he pounded my pussy with them, harder and harder still until I thought I would tear. I squirted so hard I could hear him gurgling in it and this drove him even further as he swallowed it and lapped at it, putting his entire mouth over my convulsing pussy as if he didn’t want to miss any.

He pulled his mouth away abruptly and knelt behind me, shoving his cock in me hard and fast. My voice rattled as he literately pounded his flesh into mine. His hands were on my hips and he paid no attention as he dug his fingers in deeply. I felt his balls slapping wildly between my thighs and listened to his husky voice growl and groan. The hairs on his thighs stung the welts on the bottom of my ass cheeks as he thudded me violently against the box.

“You need this don’t you? That little cunt of yours just keeps begging for more and more,” he barked the words out in rhythm to his thrusts.

“Yes Sir
!” I cried between my clenched teeth.

I found myself unable to exert the effort to squeeze my muscles around his cock. Maybe my pussy was just too swollen from the immensity of what he had done.
  He drove into me hard a few more times and then slowed his thrust to a very soft and gentle thrusting. I watched a few drops of sweat fall to the floor beneath my face. He slid his hands from the death grip he had on my hips to my ass cheeks, pulling them open. Instinctively I clenched them.

“Stop that,
” he ordered.

“Yes Sir
,” I breathed, trying to relax them.

He pulled them ope
n again and I felt his saliva ooze onto my asshole. Prying me open, I felt the wetness ooze into my anal cavity. I cringed and yelped not wanting him to fuck my ass again. He slapped my right ass cheek extremely hard and I cried out. I knew it was going to be useless to beg him and I tried to prepare for taking his cock into my puffy red asshole.

“You want my come
, Princess?” he panted.

“Yes Sir
,” my voice quivered in fear, in anticipation, and partly in anger that he intended to violate my ass…again.

“Ask for it then, beg me to give you my come.”

I whimpered and my body shook. I did want him to come. I just didn’t want it in my ass again. I knew I had no choice though, my voice was unsteady. “Please, Sir…
please? Please
give me your come, Sir?” I begged like he asked.

I
felt him pull himself out of my pussy. He ran his thumbs along the inside of my ass cheeks and smeared the wetness up and down. Then he got up and went to the armoire again. I couldn’t see what he had gotten, he didn’t want me to, he held it behind his back and resumed his spot behind me.

My body felt cold and rigid as I awaited my torture and pain. I heard him setting something on the floor and then he walked around in front of me. He pulled a huge mirror from behind the armoire and slid it along the wall in front of the box.

“Now you can watch too.” His faced beamed into an evil, slanted grin.

I looked up at myself in the mirror and watched as he stood behind me. My face was red and blotchy and I looked a horrible mess.

“Don’t worry, Princess, you are beautiful,” he said firmly.

Our eyes met for a moment.

I watched him lower himself to his knees. I noticed a tube of something as he picked it up, opening it and expunging the contents of it on his fingers. Then he squeezed some of it on my asshole. I jumped at the stark coldness of it.
It had to be lube and I was not going to escape his cock in my ass.
I whimpered and pulled my hips forward.

“Princess, I thought you said you trusted me.”

“I do, Sir.” I said, wearily.

“Then relax and stop worrying.”

“Yes Sir.”

He used his index or middle finger to slowly penetrate my asshole. I cringed and shrieked pulling my hands up into balled fists.