Afternoon Delight

Afternoon Delight

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Summary

A rainy afternoon stuck inside might not be such a bad thing, after all...

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A rainy afternoon stuck inside might not be such a bad thing, after all...

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Submitted: August 20, 2016

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Submitted: August 20, 2016

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For Allen. my Master, my Muse, my Love...

 

He eyed her with a nasty smirk from where he was standing across from her in the Tower Room. She was backed against the thick wooden door of the rounded room, visibly shaking, her head turned to the side, exposing her neck. Her arms were folded tightly across her chest. He wondered idly if she really thought this posture would protect her from Him.

They had argued back and forth for hours. She had asked Him to release her from the psychic bond they had, thereby freeing her from Him as His submissive. Her reasoning was some idiotic nonsense about not wanting to be that close. He shook his head at the crazy ideas she got into her head sometimes. He had adamantly refused, and because of the power of His mind over hers, He had crushed her resistance. She was now in "full submissive mode", as He liked to call it. 

He knew that coming down on her mentally always gave her a headache, which was regrettable, but these things had to be dealt with quickly and efficiently, before she got the insane idea that she could fight him. He was, after all, a Dominant, and she was His submissive; A very argumentative, recalcitrant submissive, he thought grimly. He had allowed her to distance herself from Him long enough now. She was always afraid of Him after He forced His will on her this way, but He had to admit that He didn't really mind that she feared Him. It kept her in line, and if He were honest with Himself, He found it...arousing. There was something about forcing her that appealed to His predatory instincts. He watched her for a moment more, observing the delicate silver necklace of tiny interlinked hearts that served as His collar on her. It shimmered in the dim light of the candles, rising and falling in rhythm with her breasts as she took deep, shuddering breaths.  

He adjusted himself through his trousers. God but he wanted her, and enough was enough. He felt that she knew who was in charge now in the psychic way, but she continued to resist Him physically as well. He had humored and cajoled her long enough; He had asked her nicely to come and sit by him, had tried gentle humor, had coaxed her kindly, and had even ordered her. She had refused all his kinder efforts. It was time for a more...firm...so to speak...approach. "Firm", indeed, he thought, adjusting himself yet again.

Chuckling softly at his train of thought, He began to walk softly across the room toward her. She closed her eyes, sensing his approach, though his steps were silent. Smiling, he brushed her hair gently away from her face. Complete shock was what was required here, and He knew just how to do it.

He had allowed His left hand to rest gently on her right shoulder as she stood facing him, and He was caressing her softly there. Suddenly, without warning, He jerked her toward Him and spun her around quickly so that her back was to his front. Wrapping His right arm around her small waist in an iron grip, He pinioned her own right arm straight down by her side and yanked her backward, holding her tightly against His body. With His left hand, he forced her left arm up behind her back and held her there. Her body was stiff with shock. He could feel it. He knew He wasn't hurting her by having her arm twisted up behind her back because he was careful to support her weight, but if she tried to pull away or struggle, she would find herself in sudden, intense pain. And the beauty of it was that it would be her own fault, not His.  

He was taller than she was, and she had instinctively let her head fall back against His chest to relieve the pressure on her arm. He was able to see over her shoulder. He watched as her breasts rose and fell... God but she was a hot piece...and she had worn a scoop-necked top today that ordinarily would have been modest, but which their tussle had caused to shift lower, revealing full, firm curves. Her nipples were clearly outlined, jutting out under her shirt. One sleeve had fallen off her shoulder, exposing her for His viewing pleasure. He held her in place and ground His hips against her buttocks, letting her feel his arousal, his lust.  

She whimpered softly and tried to shift away, but His grip around her waist tightened. He had to taste the bounty He saw before him over her shoulder. His mouth dropped to her exposed neck, and he nipped softly at the tender, warm flesh. Her involuntary shiver was too much. With a soft growl, he turned her toward the bed, keeping her left arm up behind her back. Steering her with His body, He forced her face down onto the bed. He was hot for her, and loosened his grip on her just long enough to flip her over. He ripped her top, exposing her lush, full breasts to His gaze, and His hungry, hot mouth. Pinioning her arms, he sucked her nipples hard, nipping, burying his mouth in the glorious bounty. He was close to cumming in his pants, dry humping her fiercely, but it wasn't enough. He wanted to feel her heat wrapped tight around His cock... Wanted to feel her struggling beneath Him, making Him hotter and hotter.

Christ! He had to take her now! He held her down easily while He tugged her sweatpants off. They had planned an easy day inside today, so she had dressed very casually. Somewhere in the back of His lust-crazed mind, he sent a small prayer of thanksgiving heavenward for the rain that had come that morning, preventing their leaving the Tower Room that day. She was undressed now, except for the ripped shirt, but that wasn't getting in His way. He got his own sweats off (thankful again for rain, and quiet days indoors), and then He was ready for her.

She knew what was about to happen. She tried to scoot backwards, but He was on her. Stopping to stare at her jutting, heaving, swaying breasts once more before indulging, He lowered His head and sucked on her again. God, He could never get enough. It was time to exact the price for her earlier defiance, and she knew it. He raised up and looked down at her...down into the jade pools that were her eyes, and what He saw there drove Him to madness. Fear. Stark, raw fear. Her mouth was parted slightly, the luscious lips moist from where she had licked them just now, her tongue darting out quickly, and she gasped at the look in His eyes.

He knew she was tight and small, and He had intended to be gentle with her, but reason and good intentions had flown in the face of hot passion and the lust pounding at His loins. With a feral growl He shoved His cock into her, and the struggle began in earnest.

She fought like a wild thing... A thing possessed... A madwoman. He bore down on her mind as well as physically, and she cried out in fury and frustration. He took her relentlessly, drawing back, shoving in, drawing back, shoving...

IN

OUT

IN

OUT

IN

OUT

IN

OUT

IN

OUT

Faster and faster, harder and harder, He pounded into her, growling possessively against her neck, "Mine! You are Mine. I will take you whenever I want you. I will fuck you whenever I please! There is no choice for you. There is no release from Me. You are Mine! Mine! And by God, you will cum with me! You are My submissive, do you understand Me? MINE!"

"NO!", she cried, furious tears streaming down her cheeks, onto her neck, and into her hair. She hated it when he forced her to orgasm; hated her weakness and his gloating smirk. He could taste the salt of her furious tears as He continued His litany against her neck and breasts, with each thrust, slamming into her, each one harder than the last, like a merciless piston, "Mine...Mine...Mine...Mine..." echoing in her ears and in her brain.

At last He felt her body tense in a different way. He could feel her inner muscles tightening... Could feel her involuntary contractions as she milked Him, pulling His heat closer to the top...squeezing, releasing, squeezing, releasing... God! She was undulating inside! From top to bottom, endlessly clenching...

SQUEEZING

RELEASING

SQUEEZING

RELEASING

IN

OUT 

IN

OUT

IN

RELEASING

OUT

SQUEEZING

IN

RELEASING

OUT

CLENCHING

TUGGING

MILKING

SLAMMING

SUCKING

SHOVING

Suddenly, with His own shout of pure lustful possession, she reached the climax He had forced from her, the undulations intensifying within her until she helplessly crowned the bulbous head of His sex with hot, flooding wetness.

Feeling her spasms, He splashed hot, wet, and deep within her. He came endlessly, seemingly suspended in possessive, passionate ecstasy, continuing to slam into her relentlessly... Damn, but He could slam into her for the rest of eternity while He spurted and sprayed, more and more, hotter than fire, His balls slapping her bottom...

With a final nip at her neck, he slowed and finally stopped. Moving carefully off her, He kept one leg over her hips and pulled her against Him, keeping His arm over her, forcing her close and tight. Weakly, she tried to edge away, but subsided at his low growl.

He let her rest awhile, then gently smoothed her hair. Evening had come, and darkness had fallen within the Tower Room, the only light now being what little the few candles provided in the large, rounded room. The rain beat a soft, soothing rhythm against the darkened window. He raised up slightly and whispered softly against her ear, "Now, My love, we were having a discussion earlier. You had asked Me to do...something. What was it again?"

“i cannot recall, Sir," she responded quietly. "i am sure it must not have been anything of any importance."

"Good girl," he said, smiling into the darkness.

And the darkness hid her own smile as she fell asleep pondering the myriad ways a resourceful submissive could get exactly what she wanted from her Master, while still allowing Him the illusion that He was in complete control...

Fin

©May, 2010, Melanie L. Sin

 

 

 

 


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