SLAVES 6 extract

 

They would be forbidden fantasies that he was having and surely having thoughts of the kind that he was, would be punishable by something that would see him near to death. And this was a kind of victory for him. And now being inside of this woman's soft and wet femininity was something that was so close to being reality - it was so close he could almost taste it.  But he knew that there had to be a catch. "But Mistress...I...need...to cum...so badly...please...please...let me cum...please Mistress!" David begged. And groaned a grunt of pleasure as he felt Selene take hold of his cock and guide it to her pussy.  David's cock was fully hard and throbbing as he prepared to feel himself slip into his mistress' body.   Selene was also aroused and David could feel the wetness of her body against his own.  David's hips involuntarily bucked upwards in anticipation, desperate to satisfy his body's hunger to be inside her.

"Settle down slave!  You will move at my direction!" Selene said sternly as she tightly squeezed his cock to admonish him. This was another example of the reality away from the fantasy of this situation. He had to 'serve' this woman, and that wasn't the same as taking her however he wanted or however her envisaged in his mind. "Yes Mistress," David gasped as he controlled himself and forced his body to remain still. "You are a slave..." David kept saying to himself.  "You must obey her..." Selene relaxed her grip on David's cock and she again brushed the bulbous purple head against her own wet and swollen lips. Finally, Selene lowered herself and David gasped as he felt the warmth of her body envelop him.  It had been months since David had felt the soothing warmth of his wife's vagina. This actual precise point was mind-blowing for David. It was a moment when he could have spilled forever into some kind of mind warp. The pure pleasure of feeling this woman's cunt muscles around his cock, 'hugging' it and wetting it was something that had hadn't felt for so long. And there was something more to it than that as well. Right at this time his cock was 'inside' a plantation owner. Right at this point this woman, this dominant sadist woman was sitting on his cock.

At this moment his cock was balls deep in this woman and in a way that was a 'win' for him. In his mind this woman, this lesbian bitch was succumbing to him and this was where the fantasy was taking over again. But this was a feed to him. He opened his eyes and looked up at Selene who was beginning to ride him now, moving on him, shifting herself around and over his cock. She was using the whole length and thickness of his cock to gratify herself. One had to suspect that what it was for Selene was that she was 'using' a man for her pleasure. Not his pleasure but for hers. She didn't need men - she would never need men but she could use them like she was using David. She could disable him, and then use the weakness of his sexuality. She could degrade him like this and humiliate him and this was where the gratification was for her. It was the opposite of the fantasies that David had as he felt his cock inside this woman. To him she was fucking him because she needed to. Not!

David gasped with the sensation of pleasure that surged through his body and he felt his throbbing cock thrust in and slowly withdraw, feeling the tip of his erection on her outer lips then, sliding back in deep again with a long slow movement. He had made love to Susan countless times before but he had never sensed such overwhelming sexual passion in his wife.  Selene rode David with a wild but controlled passion and it WAS her riding him not the other way around.  David was straining in the chains, his muscles taught and his body tensed.  A fine layer of glistening sweat covered his skin.  "She is so...so beautiful...I'm so fortunate...to be owned by her..." David thought to himself. He was thinking like this because he knew deep down this is what he should have been thinking when all the time he just wanted to break out of the bonds that secured him to the bed and then ravish this woman as he believed she should be ravished. What David wanted to hear was Selene begging to be taken roughly and deeply. What he wanted to hear was her begging to be hurt - begging to feel his cock slam up against her cervix.

"I....must....keep control..." David was saying to himself, grinding his teeth.  "Don't think about any pleasure you are receiving; think of what Selene's whip will feel like if you cum! Think of Jason as well, think of us both flayed with Selene's whip by the woman herself." David was almost chanting to himself.  He knew that failure would result not only in himself being punished but Jason as well.  Jason had already suffered so much at Selene's hand.  He couldn't bear to think of his son being so harshly punished again for his own failure.  But oh how difficult it was to obey as he felt her tight, wet vagina bringing him ever closer to ejaculation. And this was what she was doing, she was using her cunt like some kind of magical vacuum that was sucking the orgasm out of the depths of David and right up to the point where it would explode from his cock head. That was what he dearly wanted to feel was his cock explode up inside her - that was what he wanted to feel, was her emptying his balls for him.

That was what this 'man' wanted, was to feel this 'slut' fuck him until she sucked all of that live wriggling semen out of him and into the depths of her femininity - this is the fantasy that David was having right at this time. As he hovered on the edge of orgasm he was having all of these delusions of grandeur. He was the one fucking her and not the other way round. She was the one whimpering like some broken slave because his cock was making mincemeat of her insides. She was the one who was begging for orgasm because HE had denied HER for so long. But that wasn't the way it was at all. Did he know that deep down? At a time like this, when he was hovering on the edge of that orgasm that Selene expertly controlled, did he really know the way it really was? It was unlikely that he did. The head played strange tricks on the mind when in such a high sexually charged state. And David, the last time he had intercourse had called the shots. He wasn't calling the shots now. In fact it was the shots calling him.

And it was like he was drifting in and out of logic. David thought of the whip.  Yes, the terrible, biting whip of Selene. He had felt its stinging embrace before after his failed attempt to rebel against her.  David let his mind drift backward as he recalled being bound in chains, his arms and legs stretched tautly and his body fully exposed to Selene's whip. She had whipped him at a measured and unhurried pace.  She had been methodical - she had been almost casual in her application of the whip and yet her sadism, as effortless as it seemed was harsh and bitingly cruel.  She had started at the top of David's back and worked her way down his body slowly.  At each stroke, David's bellowing howls had grown louder and louder as he writhed convulsively in the unyielding embrace of the chains. And it was like he was living this now. It was like he had been transported back there now, to that time when he had been flayed like that. And yet at the same time he could feel this woman sucked around his cock with her cunt.