With Her Completely (9 page)

“You’re good at sucking dick Daisy, but I want that pussy
now…” She could hear a small laugh as he drew his cock out of her mouth with a
loud POP that filled the boat’s cabin.

Daisy panted in anticipation.
Only able to perceive what he was doing by sounds. She struggled a bit in the
satin straps, reminding her that her freedom was completely taken. She was laid
out, arms stretched above my head on either side of her. She was his slave, his
captive. She was there for nothing more than to have him use her and fuck her.
And she wanted nothing more than just that.

Finally
the bed shifted from his weight. His smooth hand ran up her thigh. Her pussy
begged for his touch while her legs quivered from the light traces of his
fingers. She felt him shimmy towards her between her legs. He was closer to her
now than ever before. Her hips rocked back and forth, desperately searching for
his cock in the darkness.

In one swift movement he gripped
both her thighs and pulled her closer to him. A sudden pain wracked my arms as
they were forced in a full stretch above my head. Each strap dug into her
wrists. She hissed through my teeth from the sudden discomfort.

“You want my cock?” He
growled. His voice snapping her from her pain.

“I want you to fuck me.”
Daisy’s breath was panting and labored with excitement.   

That's when she felt it. His
cock parted her pussy lips and slid up her cleft. All the way up until it
brushed over her clit. A jolt of pleasure contorted her back as he slid his
cock up and down her pussy. The bed creaked from her joyful movements. He took
his cock away for a moment and wiped the mingled juices of his pre-cum and her
pussy on her thigh.

“Fuck me,” she begged. Thrusting
her hips as far down as she could reach, desperately wanting him inside
her.

He wasted no time as he forced
himself down her slit, gliding all the way down to her opening. In one slow
motion he eased the head of his cock into her opening.

“Oh god that feels so good!”
she moaned. Completely taken with pleasure.

Daisy stretched her body,
trying to force his cock deeper inside her. But her arms were stretched as far
as they could with the satin straps were taut. The wooden bed frame creaked in
the dark air. All she could do was rock her hips up and down on the head of his
dick, which felt amazing and sent chills up her spine. But she wanted all of
him, she wanted him to fuck her like she was his tied up slave.

She felt him lean over her,
his hot breath warmed her neck. Her nipples grazed against his chest sending
her into a whirlwind of sexual urges.

Finally
he slowly pressed his shaft deeper inside. Her pussy stretched and formed
around him as he pushed further.

She felt him shaking and she could only hope that he wasn’t
mad at her for some reason.
 
She wanted
to please him.

“Fuck me like your slut!” She
demanded, shocked at the words that came out of her mouth. She figured it came
from all the naughty books she liked to read.

In one fluid motion he pulled
his cock completely out. An instant ache inside her burned from his
absence—like she wasn't complete without him.  Her legs felt flushed with
heat. Tingles buzzed through her body in anticipation of his next move.

Without warning he thrust his
cock past her lips and deep inside. Her back curved off the bed, her arms
completely stretched behind her from the sudden pleasure. He started fucking
her properly. His dick thrusting in and out, her breasts bouncing from the
motion of his hips slapping into her.

Daisy stretched her legs even
further open, totally spread eagle and giving herself completely to Xavier.
Allowing him to take her for his own and satisfy his urges. 

His hand caught her bouncing
breast, his other gripped her thigh and forced her up and down his shaft.
Unable to see, the sounds of their passion threw her over the edge. The
smacking of his skin against hers. The sound of his cock thrusting in and out
of her dripping pussy. The bed frame creaking and his breathy grunts with each
thrust, it was all too much.

The heat inside her started to
build faster than ever. She felt a rush of heat flood her skin, making her
sweat and feel even more like his dirty slut. His hand snaked across her
stomach and around her back, pulling her hips up and off the bed. She could
feel her sensations start to boil over as he pounded her deeper. The whirling
sensation in her core sped up with each thrust, causing her legs to lose their
strength and begin to tremble. The moment was
here,
she couldn't hold it back any longer.

“Cum for me,” He demanded
through panting breath. His hand grasping her lower back as he thrust inside
her tight pussy.

“Oh fuck! Cum inside me.” she
managed to yelp out just before she exploded. With one last thrust she felt a
hot liquid flood over her body and down her legs. The hot whirling sensation
completely unraveled and sent a shock of electricity up her spine. Her head
jerked back as a scream caught in her throat.

Just as she thought it would
end another tornado of tingles flooded over her with another thrust of his
cock. Her body went completely limp and convulsed with pleasure as jolts of
energy flowed out her limps. He gripped her thighs tighter as he forced himself
as deep as he could. He squirmed and moaned as his cock exploded inside me. Her
legs quivered as he pressed deeper, his cock pumping warm cum in her womb.

They laid there for a moment
gathering themselves, his dick occasionally still twitching and pumping inside
her. Her breasts heaved up and down as she caught her breath. The dark world
behind the blindfold felt like it was spinning.

With a quick motion Xavier
leaned forward and yanked the blindfold off her. His hair was disheveled, his
skin red hot and glistened with sweat, much like her own.  He leaned back
and slowly slipped his cock out of her dripping slit. A stream of his cum oozed
out with it.

“Oh Daisy you are so sweet,” he breathed hard and that’s when
she heard the small laugh in his voice.
 

 
“Did I do something
wrong?” She asked as he skillfully untied her.
 
Even though she was freed she laid still as a stone.
 
He kissed her lips gently.

“No my dear you did nothing wrong.
 
I assumed too much about you and shouldn’t
have gone this far this fast.”
 
He took
her hand and raised her up to his embrace.
 
He held her in his strong arms and she felt secure there. Her mind raced
as she tried to figure out what exactly he was referring to. She had thought
the sex was earthshattering.

“Let’s start again shall we?”
 
He stood up and put his pants on.
 
“Go ahead and get dressed.
 
I’ll
meet you above deck and we can talk through the details more.” Kissing her
hands and her forehead first, he then headed up above.
 

She stood for a moment a bit stunned.
 
Almost unsure of what just happened.
 
She had told him she wanted him.
 
She’d agreed to what he asked and yet he
seemed so distant now.
 
She had willingly
given herself over to him, but he seemed unsatisfied.

 
She was so confused
and thought it might be better to just have him take her ashore.
 
She pulled her panties on and the boat
lurched a little.
 
She stumbled and fell
hard on the floor.
 
Good god she didn’t
think sitting in the bay should be this rough. Quickly, she put her dress back
on.
 

She glanced about the room one last time.
 
It really may have been an adventure of a
lifetime, but she didn’t think she was quite ready for it yet.
 
It was probably for the better that he
stopped when he did.
 
She wouldn’t have
wanted to disappoint him further.
 

She struggled to find her sandals as the rocking of the boat
seemed to be getting worse.
 
She figured
she better get up there so they could get moving.
 
There must’ve been a storm or something
coming to cause the water to get this rough.
 
Luckily both shoes had slid under the bed and she finally slipped them
on.
 

She crossed the room and climbed the stairs.
 
It was pitch dark and she stood for a moment
waiting for her eyes to adjust searching for the beach is the distance.

“Xavier, I’m having a hard time seeing. I would’ve thought we
could still make out the shore from here.”
 
She glanced up, it didn’t seem so dark that the outline of the island
wouldn’t be noticeable.
 
He came up
behind her, quietly wrapped his big arms around her waist and she felt him look
out past her toward the shore.
 

“You won’t see it looking that way Daisy.”
  
Oh she must have gotten her bearing mixed
up.
 
She glanced to the other side of the
boat and saw nothing but blackness as well.
 
He heart started to race.
 
His
arms squeezed her just a little tighter.
 

“All you will be able to see is ocean for miles.”
 
He turned her around to face him, she could
see his brilliant blue eyes reflecting the moonlight. “It’s only us out here
darling and I have no intention of letting you return to the shore until you
are completely, one hundred percent trained to my liking.”
 

He tangled his hand in her hair and kissed her.
 
It was a hard, rough kiss.
 
His stubble raked across her sensitive lips,
making her gasp.

“But you can’t just keep me here?”
 
She felt light headed.
 
“You don’t just get to do whatever you want
with me?”
 
She attempted to step back and
she stumbled a little.

“Oh but I can and I will.”
 
He pulled something small and sleek from his pocket.
 
It was a small digital recorder and when he
hit play she felt all the blood drain from her face.

‘Yes Xavier I’ll do
whatever it is you desire from me.’

***

“Are you okay Vicky?”

Vicky quickly looked up from her book and towards her husband
Anthony.

“Babe? Your mouth is stuck open.”

“Oh, sorry.” She said as she quickly shut her surprised
mouth. “I just read a fucked up story is all.” She said as she looked out onto
their vacation beach. “It took place in a resort a lot like this one.” Her eyes
scanned around the beach at all the people, before locking onto a tall man with
disheveled black hair and chiseled abs.

“Another one of those romance erotica stories of yours?”
Anthony asked with squinty eyes.

“Yea.” Vicky laughed.

“I don’t know why you read those things, they put naughty
thoughts in your mind.” He teased.

“Hey now! You like my naughty thoughts!” She giggled as she
put her book down and reached for more sunscreen.

Her eyes traced over her husband in the other chair next to
her. His age was starting to show around his waist. He didn’t have muscular
arms or an amazing body, but he had a ruggedly handsome face.

He was no Xavier.

And that’s what she loved about him.