Two Worlds Collide (An Erotic Spanking Book) (11 page)

No,
not again. Not here. He laid me down on the table as soon as the last
dish was gone. He took the time to open up my bodice and set my
breasts free. He sucked on each of them until I was pulling his hair
to draw him closer to me. My hips had even starting moving of their
own accord. I wanted him, all of him.

I
heard Tanya scream. I rolled my head back to see why. She had been
laid down on the table too. She hit at her man and threatened him. He
was rubbing her in between her legs. She was fighting it but he
continued as if she were screaming, yes.

Aide
lifted up my skirt and started massaging me down there too. I had my
problems with my hands again. I moved frantically from his head to
his shoulders and quickly forgot everyone else. I climaxed so easily
that even Aide smirked at me. He resumed after a little giving me a
little break to catch my breath.

I
screamed out a moment later again. Aide looked me curiously in the
eyes. I had a feeling that I was nowhere near finished. He let go of
me for a second and I reached for him not wanting to be without him
even for a second.

He had
freed his penis and drove it into me hard and fast. I climaxed again.
His eyes turned serious and he started moving in me a moment later. I
started to cry and weep from the pleasure of having him inside of me.

He had
his hands on the table left and right. He thrust into me again and
again. He was so perfectly hard. Each thrust had me screaming out in
pleasure. I had never been this loud before. I believed that I would
die of despair if he stopped. The thought of that turned my screams
into bawling. I buried my head into his right wrist. I cried just not
believing the pleasure he was giving me. I talked to him trying to
explain my emotions that I couldn't explain. I looked to his eyes. He
was looking unsure. He was afraid that he was hurting me.

“I
love you. Please, don't stop.” Another wave of tears took me. I
threw my head back and bawled like a baby into his wrist. I grabbed
onto his wrists with my hands and bucked at him with my hips, letting
my body say what my mind was no longer capable of.

He
understood me and pushed in even harder and harder. I climaxed again
and again. Even though I was climaxing almost constantly he fought
against his own climax. He wanted to help me and be there for me in
my need. He pounded into me while I cried on, shaking with my need
for even more. I looked into his eyes and tried to communicate how
thankful I was but then the pleasure was too much for me to take and
I was overcome with a mix of bawling and screaming in pleasure.

His
penis felt so amazing inside of me. The way he was moving it drove me
crazy. I looked in his eyes again. Did he know what was happening
with me? I certainly didn't. I was panting, crying and screaming all
in one.

My
shoulder lifted up as I finally had the kind of orgasm that would
finally calm me down and not excited me even more. My entire being
was focused on the area between my legs. I had needed that so much. I
laid my head back down and tried to relax but he was still inside of
me, pleasuring me.

It was
building up again. I looked in his eyes confused. He couldn't keep
his eyes open. They were closing as he came inside of me. The look of
ecstasy on his face was enough to make me come yet again. I bent
forward and squinted my face too.

I
clung to him as I waited to once again become myself.

I felt
a shame of everyone watching what I had done and how wanton I had
been. My body shook as I looked around. Everyone was making love. All
of them. That honestly did help take away some of my embarrassment. I
looked to Aide to take care of me, now that I was back to reality. I
smiled to myself, he had taken care of me when I was gone too.

“I
love you.” My eyes were drooping. I could hardly keep them open. He
lovingly washed me as he had done this morning too. He took me in his
arms and carried me off to bed. He kissed me before I fell asleep.

I was
having the most wonderful dream. I was dreaming that he was running
his hands all over my body. Kissing and suckling me as he went. I
reached for him in my sleep and found him. My eyes flew open. He was
really doing all those wonderful things to me.

He
entered into me easily a few seconds after waking me, thrusting
slowly in and out. I reached out to him, my only hold on sanity. If
he wasn't in my life anymore it wouldn't be worth living.

I
enjoyed each stroke he gave me. He moved a little, bringing his chest
over my face. That was when I felt it. He was hitting the same place
that he hit inside of me last night. The one that had made me turn
into a wild bawling woman. My head fell back again and the tears
started following again. I was crying in pleasure, even screaming
with it. I was sure the whole ship could hear me but I couldn't worry
about that in this important moment, the most important moment I had
ever had. I was yearning to reach my goal, so thankful that he had
made it into his goal too. This was something that I couldn't do
without him. I needed him. He had made me dependent on him in every
way. He was my anchor without him I would be lost at sea, scared and
all alone.

His
thrusts were so amazing. He increased his speed and I screamed out
even louder. I was just crying and coming over and over again. One
climax would rock my body and then it was followed by the next one,
too many to count.

He
joined me, also coming. I could feel his seed filling me as my juices
released, washing him with my pleasure. The bed under me was soaking
wet. I was shaking and clinging onto him.

His
heart relaxed much faster than mine did. He was kissing my hair when
I was able to realize little things like that. I sighed glad that he
was still fully inside of me. I belonged to him so thoroughly. I
smiled at him and stroked his face. I once again wished that we could
pillow talk with each other. I wanted to know him, to know everything
about him. I wanted to be able to feel that he was mine too.

I was
still worried that he would lose interest in me soon. I was hoping
that we could be together forever. My fear of losing him was just too
close to the surface. I felt like I had been brainwashed and I loved
it.

After
bath time we went to breakfast. The others were there but I only had
eyes for him. I was careful not to lick his fingers to sensually.
Something I had believed that I could never be.

After
breakfast I went with him to his court. I sat on his lap as he spoke
with his subjects. This was so medieval. Kidnap your woman, beat them
to compliance, take them at your will and sit on a throne and play
judge for the peasants. The only thing missing were the chicken as
gifts of gratitude.

I was
surprised how sarcastic I could be on his lap. Being apart from him
would have reduced me to tears.

All of
his subjects stared at me. Should I be ashamed because I was the
woman sleeping with their leader? I was slowly accepting that this
wasn't the world I had known. This couldn't be earth but to even
think that scared me. There was something very different about him.
He was too tall and thick. His eyes too black and mirror-like. I
longed to know his mind. The missing piece. I wanted to know what I
was to him. The woman who warmed his lap or was I more?

He
noticed my mood. He took my little hand in his. A hand too big and
too thick to be human. What had I gotten myself into? I looked around
the room as I fought tears of fear once again. I shouldn't worry
about that right now. He wasn't doing anything to hurt me at the
moment. And the things that he had done that had hurt me, I could
look upon in a different light at this point. I scolded myself once
again as I had done so often since the bombs had dropped. Had he
ordered the bombs to fall, killing my loved ones and destroying
everything I knew. Perhaps, for his own personal gain? I didn't
believe that he would have done that just to get me. He had been too
surprised with me in the beginning. Plus being his woman had great
draw backs. I was so separated from the others.

He pet
my face waking me from thoughts. It was time. He pulled me with him
to lunch. More pudding when all I wanted was meat and vegetables. I
felt like sitting in the corner and crying. My emotions were reeking
havoc with me. I wanted something descent to eat and I wanted to
throw up all at once. But mostly I wanted to be confronted by him.

He
gave me confused looks. Some of the others were already there. First
we sat and then they sat down. Aide gave me a look like he was
warning me. I wanted to burst into tears. He gave me my water. I
drank it down quickly. He waved the servant woman over to pour me
more. I drank very slowly. He was watching me so closely and I was so
close to tears. The others came in and bowed to us and then sat and
ate. Francesca was beaming at her man. They came in as if they were
filming a commercial. They smiled at each other and then bowed to us
before they sat down. I wanted to see if Aide had also noticed their
happiness but I didn't dare look at him. I figured he would scowl at
me because I was in a bad mood.

Why
was I in such a bad mood? I tried to figure it out. Maybe I would be
spared having to eat anything. I didn't want to eat anything. I
looked at him confused. Did he know what was wrong with me? He
usually did except after we had made love that first time.

He was
staring at me like he expected something.

I laid
my hands on my tummy. Then I whispered, “Ouch,” in his ear.

We
were flying out of the room it seemed. Before I knew it we were in
the doctor's room. He was feeding his woman who still wasn't wearing
any clothes even though she clearly seemed to like him just now.

He set
her aside and jumped up as we came in. The bathtub was covered up so
Aide set me down and began unlacing my clothes and removing them. The
doctor had his stethoscope ready and waiting. Aide had been talking
to him the whole time.

As
soon as I was undressed he listened to my stomach and I marveled at
how good we were getting with sign language. That was when it hit me.
I knew what was wrong with me. I hadn't had to go yet. I mean, to the
bathroom. Big.

I was
constipated. How embarrassing. The red beam would tell them that and
they would know and I would be embarrassed. The doctor was already
grabbing for it.

Aide
picked me up and waited for the examination table to disappear. He
quickly laid me in the water. He was worried about me and I wasn't
really sick.

It was
too late to get out of it now. I'd have to grin and bear it. I could
already picture him crouching down next to me as I sat on the toilet
with his face all scrupled up, trying to show me that I had to push.

Just
as I expected he stopped at my kidneys and showed Aide something.
Aide smiled at him. Great he was going to laugh at me. He kissed me
hand obviously pleased that it was something minor.

The
beam raised up over my body he paused slightly over my breasts too.
Had they been damaged during our love play?

The
doctor continued up over my hair. This may sound silly but I loved
the feeling that I got when the beam went through my hair. It felt
warm and comforting. Like when Aide brushed my hair. He had brushed
it too quickly today, maybe that was why I was in such a bad mood. My
tummy still hurt too. I still felt grumpy. I needed to move around
some more and then I could go to the bathroom better too. I'd kill
for some meat and vegetables. I wanted to chew on something. I went
right to work on my lip.

Aide
looked so shocked again. He shook his head. I could tell that he was
thinking about me chewing on his finger. He had liked that.

Aide
picked me up again very carefully, constipation was obviously taken
very seriously here. Maybe that was why they only ate pudding, I
mused to myself.

He set
me down and let me lean on him until I was dry. I wondered how that
worked.

The
doctor changed the tub back into a table and Aide helped me get
dressed again. The doctor babbled on to him the whole time. When I
was finished he gently set me on my feet and took my by my hand.

We
went out of the opening. Of all the rooms to not have a door, why
this one?

He
wasn't pulling me along rudely but he took his time.

He
said something as we entered the dining room. The men all smiled. Had
he just told everyone that I was constipated? A person clearly had no
privacy here.

We sat
down and he wanted me to eat something. I sighed, not feeling up to
it but I didn't want the spanking that not eating would bring with it
either. I licked a bit off but then I must have turned green because
he licked his own finger clean and didn't offer me anymore. I laid
down in his chest and closed my eyes.

I
fought to stay awake as I listened to the women chatting. Francesca
was telling another woman how she had gotten her period. Her man had
taken her to the doctor's and the machine had made it be over with,
no more cramps or blood. She was thrilled. She had suffered from it
for years and now that was all over with. She leaned into her man's
chest and let her hand run up and down his arm. Before she knew it he
was ordering the bowls to be removed in front of them.

He
laid her face down on the table and lifted up her skirt and laid it
over her back. He rubbed her to readiness and then entered her. I had
front roll seats. She was moaning in pleasure. She wasn't as loud as
I was. She was a lot more lady-like. I had to wonder if Aide was
happy that he chosen me. I also had to wonder why. Was it because I
had the biggest breasts? Did he even love me? I started sobbing as I
laid on his chest. He was alarmed and turned me so he could look at
my face. I opened my arms to him hoping he would understand that I
need a hug.