Shalia's Diary Book 6 (3 page)

“Why the nervous look, pet?” he asked as he sat down next to my helpless, shuddering body. “Do you doubt I will give you release?”

“No, Master,” I whimpered. It was the other stuff he would do that made me instinctively try to move away.

“Stay still, pet,” he ordered me. “You will accept what I wish of you. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes, Master.” My voice could barely be heard as I clutched the body pillow tight in my hands.

“And if it becomes too much, you will tell me, won’t you?”

“Yes, Master.” At least I had that.

“But if you can bear it, you will lay there and take what I give for my enjoyment. Correct?”

“Yes, Master.” That wand filled my vision. Oses would make me scream before it was over. I knew it. I dreaded it. And I looked forward to it.

“That’s all you have to do, pet. Just lay there. Nothing else is required. So let’s start, shall we?”

The wand hummed to life. I couldn’t help but squeeze the pillow between my knees as Oses brought it to my clit from beneath my bent legs. With the pillow holding me open, there was no hope for escape.

Rapture blasted through my gut as the Nobek found his quarry. The rounded tip of the wand settled against my clit, shuddering hard. A cry escaped my lips.

“That’s right,” came Oses’ satisfied voice. “It feels good right there. Enjoy that, pet.”

While he held the wand against my avid lady bits, he plucked at the breast not covered by the body pillow. More pleasure crowded my senses. Already climax galloped towards me, eagerly rushing to envelope me in its embrace.

My body tensed. The wand turned off, stopping me from coming.

“Very nice, pet. That didn’t take long at all. Those pregnancy hormones have increased your libido magnificently.”

I groaned as climax backed away. It would be prolonged denial this time then. Oses was right about my quickness to arousal these days. I had no doubt he would use that against me to its limits.

“And now for the other part of our play.”

I had no chance to worry about what he meant by that. Oses’ hand moved from my breast to my ass. He lightly trailed his fingertips across one buttock.

Burning trails of pure fire traced the path of his touch. The bright pain made me forget the missed orgasm in a hurry. I yelled.

Oses watched my face for a few seconds, his gaze sharp on me as I gasped in the aftermath. The flaming heat ebbed rather quickly, but its memory remained intense. Wow.

“What do you think, pet?” the Nobek asked.

There is no doubt Oses has a sadistic streak. I know that not so much because of the things he does with me but because of what I’ve learned he does with Betra, who also has his rougher side. They now play games with each other that leave bruises and marks for days on end. No sex, of course. Betra is hardcore hetero. However, he has found he can do things that are not sexual with Oses and get satisfaction from it.

I like some pain, but I’ve been too chicken to figure out where my limits truly lie. Plus with the baby on the way, we’re all extremely careful. Not only that, but my lovers do have a softer side that doesn’t always demand hurting for pleasure. They indulge that gentle part of their complex personalities with me when the mood strikes.

I wasn’t so sure about the agony of whatever had been in that lotion Oses rubbed into my ass, making the skin so sensitive. I thought perhaps I had found my limit. Yet the worst of had already faded, leaving just a pulsing warmth. Plus I was in my favorite position: at the Nobek’s mercy. Something in me gets extremely excited by that, even when pain is involved. Oh, who am I kidding? Especially when pain is involved.

But was this too much pain? I swallowed hard.

“It’s a lot to absorb,” I told Oses. “It’s more than I’m used to. I’m kind of on the fence about whether or not it’s for me.”

He nodded. “It’s an acute sensation. I assure you there is no damage happening, however. I barely touched you.”

I sucked on my lower lip, considering. It had hurt like hell, there was no doubt about that. Yet there was that excitement still. Plus, truth be told, I’d been brought to an awareness like never before when Oses stroked my ass. There was no room for worries when all my being centered on that pain.

“Let’s keep going,” I decided. “I may say
sholt
pretty soon, but I would like to explore this a little more. If it pleases you, Master.”

Oses smiled at me. It was a real smile, not his Master-in-command guise. “As you wish, pet. Just don’t try to get through it on my behalf if you find it’s too much. I’m not interested in taking you somewhere you don’t wish to be. Promise me.”

I thought of that fiery pain and nodded quickly. “I promise.”

As soon as the words left my lips, the wand buzzed back to furious life. All pain was forgotten as brutal carnal need tore through my insides yet again. Obscene pleasure galvanized me, taking me far away from thoughts of sadism and whether or not my masochistic streak matched up to it.

No, right then I was all about the wand and how it made me eager to orgasm. The rise was meteoric in strength and speed. My body clawed for release.

The vibrations quit, leaving me dangling oh so close. Before I could decry the loss, Oses’ fingertips swept over my buttocks, setting them on fire again.

The exquisite pain streaked across my ass. I screamed for an instant before the vibrator came to life again, chasing the hurt with vicious elation. The abrupt change choked off my yell.

I went out of my skull for the next few – seconds? Minutes? Who the hell knows how long it lasted? In only moments, I neared orgasm. As soon as I hovered over that glorious peak, the wand switched off and Oses’ fingers drifted over my sensitized rear. Pain eclipsed all, shoving completion away. Then the vibrations tormented my clit anew, making the torment unimportant.

Back and forth between unfathomable ecstasy and shattering hurt. Talk about your crazy see-saw ride. I couldn’t think. I had no conscious knowledge of anything but the two different ends of the sensory spectrum.

It was my favorite place to be.

At last I lost track of which extreme was pleasure and which was pain. They melded together, creating an intense, unnamable sensation all its own. It was my entire existence for a little while. I hung balanced in agony and on the cusp of orgasm for long seconds. I screamed like a banshee into the pillow.

Climax swallowed me whole. It wasn’t a sweet release by any means. The brutality of it had me fighting to escape both the wand and Oses’ gently trailing fingertips. I’ll be damned if coming didn’t hurt more than the Nobek touching my ass.

It wouldn’t end, either. Spasm after spasm gouged my pussy. I thought I might go insane.

“
Sholt!
”

The wand and Oses’ fingers were gone in an instant. I gasped like a landed fish, shaking violently. My poor crotch would have whimpered if it had vocal cords.

“Are you all right, pet?” Oses brushed my hair back from my face and kissed my cheek with tender lips.

“Fuck,” I panted. “Oh fuck. Fuck. Too much. Oh fuck.”

“Easy. Relax. Take deep breaths. That’s my girl.”

He continued to caress my face and hair and to kiss me, murmuring soothingly in my ear. Little by little, my heartbeat and breath slowed. I groaned.

“Oh, my poor twat.”

“Are you hurt? Let me look.” Oses moved down to inspect my girlie bits.

“No, not really. I just came so damned hard ... shit, it hurt like hell. I’m feeling better now. All floaty, like after a good spanking.”

It was true. Endorphins were running high now, giving me a sense of euphoria. Jeez, what a crazy ride though.

“You look okay.” Oses sat up and frowned. “I think we’d better stop entirely.”

He was so aroused that I was walloped by guilt. “No, I want you to make love to me. I just can’t handle the level of intensity we were going at. Come on, Oses, I’m fine.”

He eyed me speculatively. I could tell he wanted me with all his heart and groin, but protectiveness was asserting itself. As always, Oses put me first.

He is wonderful.

I tried a different tact. Making my voice as plaintive as possible, I begged, “Please, Master? Please put your cock in me. I promise I’ll tell you if I can’t handle it. Please?”

Oses drew a deep breath. He straightened, looming over me like a savage god. Lust lit his gaze as he looked me over, all pinned down and helpless beneath him. I thought I saw his cocks give a little jerk.

Then he moved, slinking like a panther to crouch over me. He was careful not to come into contact with my ass, but the attitude was one of carnal threat. Excitement rolled through me, wakening my ridiculously enhanced libido once more. Sheesh, you’d think my pussy would have thrown in the towel after that last series of orgasms.

“You ask so nicely, pet,” his deep voice rumbled. “It would be wrong of me to disappoint such a delicious little plaything when she asks like a good girl.”

“Thank you, Master,” I whispered. Oses’ feral face filled my gaze. Oh hell yeah, I was definitely wanting to get more of him right then.

His primary cock nudged at my opening. Oses planted his hands on either side of my head, like he was going to do a pushup. Braced, he slipped inside me. We were both sloppy wet with our combined natural lubrication. He went in easy, filling me with that amazing cock.

Because I lay on my side and Oses was doing me from above, his secondary cock couldn’t enter my anus. It still had to go somewhere. Oses’ only recourse was to tilt his hips in such a way so that his cock slid against my ass. The effects of the lotion were fading by then, fortunately. It still hurt to be touched, but it was a level of hurt that played into my love of being vulnerable. In other words, it was enjoyable hurt. Yes, I realize that wouldn’t make sense to most people.

Despite the primitive want that filled his expression, Oses checked in with me. “Still too much?”

“Just right, Master,” I sighed. “The sensitivity is easing off.”

“Good. I’ll still try to keep the contact gentle. Let me know if you get overwhelmed again.”

“Yes, Master.”

With that, Oses’ hips began a slow swinging back and forth. His main cock emptied and filled me over and over, gently abrading my sex with a delicious friction. The secondary cock rubbed over one ass cheek, sending exciting little smarts through the flesh. Within seconds, I moaned my delight, hanging onto the pillow with a death grip.

“That’s right, pretty little slave,” Oses growled in my ear. “Master’s cock is inside you. Master is fucking his captive pussy. Master is going to fill it with his cum.”

Yes, yes, he owned me. I was his to do with as he desired. His to play with. His to enjoy in whatever way he wished. His to fuck over and over until he was satisfied.

When climax claimed me, it didn’t do so with the brutality of before. It swept through me, gorgeous and fulfilling in all ways. My cries were glad things, not screams of tortured ecstasy. I rode the swells with buoyant pleasure. Oses soon added his groans, and we cried out together.

Oh hell yeah. Who needs shore leave?

May 10, evening

Candy and Katrina came back from shore leave in good moods. I had my own to match after spending quality time with Oses. Sure, strolling through a village in pastoral settings under a sunlit sky is undoubtedly relaxing after spending weeks in a tin can in the unending night of space ... but I’ll still take sex with a big, yummy Nobek any day.