Amber's Surrender

Amber's Surrender

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A sexual fantasy on paper

Summary

A sexual fantasy on paper

Content

Submitted: January 21, 2012

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Content

Submitted: January 21, 2012

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His darkening green eyes peered into the fire. The vast bedroom was cold from the night air; the fire supplying the only heat.  His responsibilities ran through his mind. He thought about the needs of his people, the words spoken by the king and queen and of course… his Amber. It seemed that mere seconds had passed that he heard her shuffle toward his bedroom for her tasks. She moved briskly across the stone floor, no doubt trying to please him. She worked hard to meet his desires, but she still required discipline. She required breaking. Her will was still in tact and she needed to surrender completely to him in order for her to belong to him. She obeyed him. That was true, but she did it only as a means to the end of her time with him. She did not please him because she wanted to, or even because he wanted her to. She obeyed from her own volition and the prince knew that she would never become what she was meant to become without breaking her.

His eye moved to the door as Amber crawled in, his clean shirts neatly folded and stacked upon her back. She placed his items in their proper places with grace, but she carried a sense of unease as she felt his eyes upon her naked back side.  The fire popped and hissed with warmth as the light flickered over Amber’s curves. He could feel the heat from fire on the outside of his thigh while there was plenty of his own heat on the inside. He twirled his goblet of wine for a moment, watching Amber finish with his clothes.

“Come.” He said in his governing tone. Amber paused at his command, but did not move. She stared straight ahead, his command just another reminder of her situation, she was uncertain as to what she should do.  As he had been trying to convince her, Amber knew Prince Raphael felt he owned her. What was worse was that he had the power to do as he wished. If she did not please him, he would punish her…happily. She heard the tension thicken as he shifted in his chair and took a long drink from his wine.

“My Beauty… My Amber… Come” His voice carried a certain sternness, but there was warmth. Amber turned around slowly to face her Prince and crawled toward him. He looked down at her and gently caressed her cheek. His eyes fell to the bulge between his legs, then found themselves looking into Amber’s bright blue eyes. She lowered her head and unfastened the ties to his pants with her teeth, as she was trained. Amber inched the Prince’s pants down and gradually slipped them from his body. It was customary for her to undress him in this manner. He would strike her with his whip or his paddle if she didn’t do it as he pleased. She looked up at him as she finished her task, wondering if he would make her lay next to him again tonight. She looked upon his face for a brief moment before staring down at the floor. He had a strong and kind face. He seemed like someone Amber could become close with but for his station and the luxuries which came with it. She resumed her position, on her knees, eyes down and her chest bare to him. He sat and stared at her for a few moments before reaching out to her cheek and touching her soft skin. His fingers inched slowly into her thick hair and wrapped themselves around her free locks.Without a word, he pulled on Amber’s hair and pressed her face toward his exposed shaft. She began to struggle before feeling Raphael’s hand clutch even tighter, holding her head still. His fingers lightly covered her lips, silencing a cry. She looked up into his eyes as he held her still. The fire was burning behind her eyes. He didn’t have to take hold of her hair. He didn’t have to speak a word. She would have done as he wanted when she wanted, but that was not enough for him. He wanted all of her. He wanted her to surrender to him completely. He simply didn’t want his slave, Amber. He wanted his Amber.

 With one smooth motion, his muscles tightened and flexed as he pushed her head over his shaft. His hard cock slipped deep into Amber’s mouth, gliding against her tongue. He pressed her head firmly, holding the dripping tip of his shaft against the back of her throat. He pulled her head back and forth on his cock as he listened to the moans which escaped her. He groaned her name with satisfaction as she continued to stroke her lips over him. She pushed him hard into her mouth, droplets of his cum clinging to her tongue. His fingers cradled her head then fell down to her neck as she continued to work him. With each slid down of her lips, he would press down with his fingers, pushing his shaft in just a little bit deeper to make it harder, stronger and wetter. She continued to work him, pressing the tip of her tongue against the bottom of his shaft. Amber made her lips tighter around him as she drew on his cock, trying to pull the growing flow of drops from his shuddering body. His lips parted as groans escaped from him and his head rolled back against the large chair. Amber could feel his shaft throb and pulse with pleasure between her lips. She continued to work him harder and faster, her soft hand wrapping around the base of his shaft. His need for her grew as she pulled the pleasure within him. She pulled and sucked on him, working him to obtain his completion.

“Stop”, he said exasperated. He could feel his release building within him and he knew that if she continued, he would not be able to contain it. Amber tightened her lips even more and pushed him completely into her mouth, working him even faster. She knew he was close and that she could satisfy him easily this way. Raphael’s hands were buried in her hair again, holding her firmly as he pulled her lips from his engorged and hungry cock. Amber let out a short cry as he tightened his grip, pulling the soft hair on her head. He held her there, his heart racing beneath his white shirt and his shaft at full attention.

“My Beauty... all this defiance, this unruliness.” He said, coming to a stand. He kept her at her knees, his fingers still wrapped around her delicate and sweet hair. Amber looked up with him with those salty blue eyes and began moving her lips to his shaft again. Raphael’s fingers pulled her away, then he slowly pulled her to her feet, all by her hair. Amber fought the pull, but obeyed, Raphael’s motions slow enough for her to follow and yet strong enough that she had no other choice. He leaned his face close to hers, whispering “ You will please me as I see fit to be pleased.” He paused, waiting for her to respond as trained. He pulled her head back and looked into her eyes of ice and still saw the fire of rebellion raging within them. She would not speak. She would not say “Yes, my Prince” as he so often enjoyed hearing from her delicious lips. He smiled at her defiance and pressed his face closer to hers, gliding his tongue over her silent lips. She attempted to pull away, but his  strong hand held her in place. Raphael moved aside and led Amber to his familiar bed. He placed her on it before letting go and making his way to his vast armoire. He opened the doors and brought out a wooden chest. He placed the chest on table next to his bed as Amber looked over the intricate engravings within the wood. She looked up at him, silently asking with her eyes what he was going to do to her. She had never seen the chest before and her Prince had never used it or mentioned it to her. No words were spoken as the Prince climbed into his bed, his eyes never breaking away from her. Amber pulled away from him, keeping her distance until she knew what was in store. He grinned at her and shook his head to her retreat. His hand quickly took hold of her wrist and gripped tightly, more than he would generally. She instinctively reached to his wrist, trying to pull his fingers from her skin. The moment he felt her pull, Raphael took hold of her other wrist and began pushing her hands toward the bed. Amber struggled against his strong hands, trying to pushing him away. He tightened his hands on her subtle skin and pushed her wrists over Amber’s head. She struggled to raise her arms from the cool crisp sheets but could not lift them against his weight. Raphael smiled, leaning over her, looking into her face. He gazed at her, his eyes calculating and driven by what they saw. He lowered his lips to her cheeks and planted sweet kisses, moving toward her lips. Amber turned her head away as he tried to kiss her. He smiled at her. He knew her fire had not gone out and the fact that he told her what to do only irritated her further, feeding her stubbornness. Again he tried to kiss her, but she turned her head away from him once more. A chuckle fell upon her ear as she pushed against him again in vain. The sound of his condescending laugh burned within her and with a quick motion she thrust her heels into his chest, throwing him onto his back. Raphael looked at her, touching the spot on his chest where she pushed him. Amber’s will was strong and her spirit was radiating within her. She was watching him, her chest rising and falling with a few heavy breaths. He looked down over her chest, focusing on her brown and hard little nipples. Amber’s legs curled up, preparing for the next moment she might need to push him away. Raphael moved toward her slowly, watching her muscle tense as he approached. He paused and for a few brief moments, they simply watched each other in anticipation, waiting to find the other’s weakness.

Without another word, Raphael took hold her ankles, clutching them tightly as she tried to kick her way free. He loomed over her body, pushing her legs down with his knees, his hands returning to hers. With his thick fingers, he locked both of her hands together over her head and held her there firmly. Despite her twisting and turning, Amber could not break free from his hold.  With his free hand, the Prince slowly pushed her head back, using his thumb underneath her chin to steady her. He stretched her neck, feeling her muscles tighten as he pushed. His lips fell to her neck, kissing the fragile skin before giving her neck a firm bite. A whimper in her throat trembled beneath his lips as he moved his hand from her throat down her body to her chest. He watched her face as he took hold of her breast, massaging it slowly. Amber’s eyes opened wide to the touch, shuddering as his hand worked her breast harder, flicking her hard nipple with her fingers. Goosebumps of pleasure raced up Amber’s body, making her body shiver. Her face began to change, turning to a gentle flush of pink as her own heat increased. Raphael gradually brought his lips down to her other breast, licking her tits with the end of his tongue before taking her into his mouth. Amber’s lips parted with a sweet gasp as he continued to work both her tits simultaneously. She continued to struggle against his grip and his weight to no avail, her sounds becoming a mixture of frustration and ecstasy. She moved her legs as much as she could, trying to lift him from his position of leverage and yet feeling all the heat and moisture between them. He chuckled as she shifted beneath him. Moments later, he lifted himself from her lower body, allowing the blood to run again, and placed himself between her legs. Amber curled her legs together, lifting them to strike him again, but the Prince held them down with his strong chest, pinning her into a ball. His hand caressed her breast again, giving it a pinch before he started to feel the skin along her side and over her smooth stomach. Her body shook with anticipation, fear and drive as his touch continued to move over her hip and along her thigh. Amber’s entire body was alive as Raphael’s fingers inched their way closer to her sweet wet and naked sex. His fingers traveled up from the curve of her sweet ass to the bottom of her juicy opening. His middle and index finger grazed the skin along the slit which concealed her sex from him. He ran his fingers over her slit, watching her lips tremble. Within a few slow strokes, the slit parted open, revealing her hot and wet pinkness to him. He smiled and looked at her twisted face. Amber’s body was completely stiff as he exposed her sex to himself. He watched her as he pressed his finger against her swollen clit, rubbing it gently. Pleasure began to run over her body as her face went from a blushing pink to a passionate red. He smiled as her body revealed its desires to him. He rubbed her faster, watching her eyes flutter was the speed. Her eyes were softer than they were before. She seemed to be giving in to his advances and surrendering to his wishes. He slowly released her hands over her head, resting his hand on her knee. Amber’s eyes opened with realization, noticing his hand no longer holding her down. She shifted, sitting up and pushing his hands away. Raphael paused and looked back at her face. She was sitting up, looking back into his eyes with her defiance. He could see that she had deceived him into thinking she had surrendered. She was his only as much as she allowed herself to be and he would not tolerate such power from his Amber. He quickly pressed his chest against her legs and shaped her into a tighter ball. He pushed Amber down, harder this time, being less delicate than he normally would. She let out a grunt of pain as Raphael tightened his hold with one hand, reaching for the wooden chest with the other. With ease he slipped the latch open and opened the lid. Amber could not see what lay inside, but she soon saw two leather cuffs fastened together by a chain within her Prince’s hand. He held them over her face, lowering them so that the cold metal studs within the cuffs would touch the skin on her nose and lip. The Prince unfastened the cuffs, wrapping them around Amber’s thrashing wrists. Slowly and with a grin of satisfaction, he chained her wrists to the headboard. Amber struggled against the leather and chains with fervor. The Prince smiled as he watched her fight against her bonds. He placed both of his hands on her knees and forced her legs open. He slipped himself between them again, one hand moving to her chest, the other moving between her legs again. His fingers quickly worked at her clit again, causing her face to flush.

“Give in to me, Amber” He whispered “Give in, My Beauty... You will love me once you give in”. He kissed the inside of her thigh as he continued to rub her throbbing clit. Beauty’s hips rose as fell with his rubbing, trying to escape to pleasure he pushed upon her, trying to resist his control. The Prince kissed her thigh again, feeling her hips shift and shiver. He chuckled before grabbing hold of her thigh and biting hard on her skin. He sucked and nibbled on the skin beneath his lips as Amber’s juices crept over his fingertips.  Moans rose and fell from his Beauty’s lips, moans which drove his cock to throb and pulse for her. Her sex was wet and ready for him. Despite how her mind might have protested, her body could not conceal her ripeness.  Raphael paused, pulling his lips from Amber’s now bruised thigh, before taking his middle finger and burying it into Amber’s hot and tight body. Her moans, which were soft and sweet at first, twisted like the wind into cries of pleasure as his finger worked deep into her, feeling the inches of her sex. Amber pulled on the chains which held her and shivered as the sheets grazed her skin. Raphael watched her face as he worked his finger in and out of her, adding a second. Amber gasped gently, feeling his fingers work together to make her squirm. She bit her lower lip, trying to keep the moans within her, but she could not. The sounds of his  building success echoed off the stone and surrounded him as he moved his fingers faster within her. He could feel her wetness increase as her muscles contracted around his fingers. As his other hand twisted and pinched her soft breasts, Raphael’s lips were on Amber’s slit sucking and lapping at her warm and delicious juices. He worked her perfect pink flesh with his tongue, taking her into his mouth as much as he could. Amber trembled with the rush and soon she felt herself swooning, despite her resistance to his advances. Her chest rose and fell quickly with every breath and moan which manifested within her. Raphael continued to work her delicate body, devouring and digging into her tight sex. Within minutes, Amber knew that there was no stopping the flood of juices which had been building up inside her. Her Prince worked her hard, tickling and rubbing every inch of her sensitivity until she could no longer control herself. Her cries rose up higher and sweeter than before. Her heart raced within her chest as her back arched against the bed. Her eyes fluttered and her toes curled. Small beads of sweat had formed on her smooth forehead. The air around her was thick and heavy as she moaned sweetly for him. With each breath she swooned deeper and farther into the intoxication of his touch. Her juices poured over his fingers and onto the black sheets beneath her skin. Raphael looked with a satisfied smile upon his panting Beauty.

He slowly withdrew his fingers from her warm dripping body before taking them into his own mouth, sucking the juices from them.  He slowly crawled over her shivering body, planting sweet kisses over her neck. She groaned softly, looking up at him. He caressed her cheek slowly, smiling gently.

“Give in” he whispered into her ear. She gazed up at him, silently and defiantly. She began tugging on the chains again despite her exhaustion. Raphael smiled, taking hold of her ankles, one in each hand. He pulled and twisted her legs, causing her to turn over. The chains around her wrists moved with her, bringing her hands together. She struggled as her tender nipples pressed firmly against the bed. Raphael ran his fingers over the curves of her smooth back before placing his hands on her hips.  He lift her up, placing her on her knees, exposing her sex in the air. He pressed her face into the soft pillow when she began to protest. Amber began pulling on the chains again as Raphael slowly positioned himself behind her, his hand gently caressing his shaft. He looked over his slave, running his fingers along her slit again, but this time feeling all the moisture and heat which had been concealed before . He let out a soft groan in anticipation as he pressed the tip of his hard cock against her opening. Slowly but firmly he pushed himself into her tight body. He buried himself deeply into her tightness. Her juices surrounded his throbbing shaft as he pulled back before plunging into her again. With each thrust her body shook and trembled with pleasure. With each penetration her moans grew louder and deeper. He began filling her faster and harder, clinging onto her hips and dropping them onto his shaft. The sound of their skin touching beat rhythmically with the sound of their heavy breaths and her moans. His hands slowly moved from her hips and inched forward. One took hold of her shoulder, holding her firmly and the other buried itself in her hair again. Raphael  gripped her hair, pulling her head back causing her moans to become screams. Each pounding made her cry out with pleasure, causing him to drive into faster and deeper. The Prince pulled her hair harder as he reached around her body to rub her beckoning clit. As he rubbed her, her body tightened and tensed as the flood of pleasure consumed her.

“Give into me” Raphael commanded, pounding her even harder than before. He rubbed her clit faster and he pushed deeper into her quivering body. He released her hair and covered her mouth with his strong hand. She moaned hard against his skin, feeling his shaft fill her and spread her over and over. He repeated his command to her, pushing into her wet body even harder. Her muffled cries grew louder despite his hand. He worked her faster, whispering her name as he thrust. His shaft pounded into her, causing her to cry out as the pleasure built deep inside her. Amber’s moans became higher as the pleasure built hard with him, growing hard within her. Raphael continued to pound in her, hearing her delicious moans before her warm juices poured over his shaft. His hand fell away from her lips as she cried out his name in climax.  Her cum dripped over her skin as her body trembled with delicious weakness from the pleasure. Her moans, the sound of his name, faded into the softness of the pillow. Raphael smiled victoriously and slowly pulled out of her pulsating opening. He moved to her wrists and slowly unfastened the studded leather straps. Amber’s arms lay limp with exhaustion, just as her legs had given way. The rush from her sweet release had rendered her lost within the euphoria. She slowly turned onto her back, staring through half open eyes at the wooden canopy over the bed. She could see Raphael smiling over her. He placed a soft and short kiss on her forehead before climbing over her again. He rest on his forearms, running the  tip of his nose along her cheek, listening to her broken breathing and feeling her skin jolt beneath his touch. Amber half looked up at him, feeling his body looming over her. Her limbs and muscles no longer obeyed her because she was overwhelmed by her climax.  She could no longer resist him. She no longer wanted to. He had made her feel alive and weightless. He caused her heart to race and body to transcend boundaries, revealing magnificent levels of immense pleasure. He had given her the most pleasure she could feel at one time. Deep down, she was laughing. Her body shivered with joy from the ecstasy he filled inside her.

“Now, My Beauty... My Amber, give yourself to me”. He whispered into her ear. He moved between her legs, readying his still hard cock. He placed her legs over his shoulders, receiving little response from her. Raphael pushed himself into her wet entrance once more, filling her with each inch on his shaft. Her eyes rolled and widened as he pressed deeply into her, letting her walls wrap around him. The juices from her previous release and the juices which were growing now fused and rushed over his shaft as began thrusting into her. Amber’s moans rose from her once again, but now she crooned “ yes” and “ Raphael”. She knew that she was very rarely allowed to speak her true name. She was meant to call him  “ My Prince”. It pleased him most. He thrust deeper and faster into her, looking down onto her moaning face. He wrapped his arms around her smooth legs and buried himself over and over inside her sweet body. Their hips smacked together with each thrust as his name grew louder and stronger on her voice. As he pushed deeper, he spread her long delicate legs, leaning down to kiss her neck. Amber wrapped her legs around him, bringing him closer and she dragged her nails down his back, her lips at his ear. He ran his fingers through her hair and he continued to slide in and out of her, kissing the skin beneath her ear. His breath was heavy and thick against her neck as Amber reached down and took hold of his rear with one hand, trying to fuse him into her. He filled every inch of her, causing her mind and body to feel like it was spinning. He moaned her name gently and between breaths. He could feel himself pushing her body to its climax. The muscles within her pulsed and throbbed, engulfing his hungry shaft. Amber’s moans grew even louder and higher as he built upon her sexual tension. They gazed at each other, each knowing what the other needed. Raphael began pounding his cock into his Beauty, harder and faster than ever before. Her back began to arch, taking his shaft in as deeper as she could. Her eyes began to flutter as the pleasure rose around her, making her mind swim. He continued to take her, striking each sweet spot with force and passion, until it consumed her, making her cry out “ My Prince” before her juices poured from her exhausted and elated body. Raphael smiled. She had given in to him. Amber had finally surrendered and it thrilled him.  Her muscles relaxed as the rush of her climax began to subside. She repeated “My Prince” over and over in a gentle crooning whisper, almost as if she was delirious and could say nothing else. Her words melted into a small series of contended sighs and lingering groans as Raphael continued to thrust. He let out a deep groan as her loud moans pushed him over the edge. He quickly pulled his hard and wet cock out of her dripping body and tightly held it as his cum shot out of him and onto Amber’s firm tits and her parted lips. Amber looked up at him, seeing the sweat on his brow and the satisfaction in his eye. She smiled, swallowing the cum in her mouth. He smiled, leaning down, kissing her face and chest, lapping up the warm cum on her skin. He took it into his mouth, then kissed her again, pushing his cum into her mouth. She groaned happily, taking in his cum and swallowing it. He lay down his body next to her, slowly covering her warm body with the sheets upon the bed.

 He caressed her hair as they looked at each other in silence. Amber smiled gently and turned into his chest, resting her head on his arm. She curled up against his warmth and slowly closed her eyes. Raphael slowly wrapped his arm around her and kissed her hair. Her body was warm and soft against his. Her presence alone was soothing for him. He listened to her breathing, feeling her fall asleep in his arms, and whispered “ Goodnight my Love”.


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