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mso-fareast-language:EN-US;}Submitting To Him – Part Five
As you lay before Him, the metal ring slips into your mouth, behind your teeth; He turns your head sideways and a strap is fastened around you once more. With this contraption, your mouth is forced open and you have no way of closing it.
“Fucking your cunt with that toy gave me great pleasure,” He whispers.
Kneeling beside your prone body, His fully erect cock is only inches from your face. He grips the hair at the back of your head and simply penetrates the ring, once again making good use of your throat. His hand reached across your body to find a button on the object that is still firmly inserted inside you and it springs to life with a high vibration rate. He thrusts into your mouth with shear decadence and disregard for your comfort; He too moans with pleasure.
Just when you think He is about to spurt his fluid deep into your throat, He pulls free of the ring, releasing the binding that held it in place.
He does not stand, but moves purposefully on his knees around your body until He is positioned between your legs. He wrenches the vibrator free and discards it to the side, still buzzing.
The tip of his solid cock brushes briefly against the entry to your swollen hole, before He leans into you, thrusting all the way in to the hilt without pause. Once fully engulfed, He takes a moment to relish the feeling and wetness of your cunt, raising his body upright. The sensation races messages to your brain that you cannot ignore and the seeds of a denied orgasm begin to form. His hips move back and then plunge forward. He begins to pound into you, seeming to go ever deeper with each stroke.
You beg, “please let me cum…” and in response to your truly offered submission, He smiles and nods his permission.
Bending over you, his hands encircle your throat. Immediately, the threat, the danger, the predicament you are in culminate in an exploding pulse within your fully penetrated cunt. As his hands skilfully squeeze the sides of your neck, as opposed to the front, your orgasm flushes your already reddened chest. Your cunt pulsates around his cock and your brain ignites with waves of sensations. You feel the pulsing of your stomach muscles continue in one continuous wave.
As the sensation begins to drift back into darkness you are aware that He is no longer pumping into you. You open your eyes, realising you had closed them for the entire duration of your orgasm.
He looks down at you and withdraws his still hard cock.
“Do you want to go darker my little sub?” Your mind is already in a place of no return.
“Anything…Sir.” Your truthful response.
He releases your ankles from the bindings and rolls you onto your side and then over a number of cushions so that you are face down, arse in the air.
A substantial amount of lubricant is squirted over you and his rough hands now rub this down the parted mounds. His fingers massage the tight hole until the entry is opened slightly and He slowly slides a finger inside until it is fully inserted. Amazingly, the sensation feels wonderful, in the darkest of immoral terms. He slides outwards, the vast amount of slippery liquid defers any resistance.
Forcing back into you more firmly, He listens for your sigh, no longer frowning on your sounds of pleasure.
The unnatural nature of the debasing act should appal you, but you begin to drift to a place of debauched pleasure, where no sexual act is too extreme or forbidden. Your mind wonders, as if you are almost out of your body, pleasure receptacles in your brain all firing randomly. In this dreamy place, you would accept anything, anywhere. Your only response, as his finger pulls free, is a disappointed cry, not a sigh of relief.
Then you feel the soft tip of his cock sliding along the crevice between your buttock until it finally comes to rest against what was once forbidden. A slow controlled pressure opens you once more. Inch by inch He delves into you, stopping at regular points before He gets ever close to full entry, allowing your muscles to gradually relax and offer deeper access. Once you have fully engulfed Him, He remains still, letting you adjust to the full extent of the anal penetration.
“More please Sir…” Is said by the character that has completely taken over – the temptress, the sexually free being, the willing submissive, the whore, the slut, the ‘anything He wants you to be’.
Pulling back only an inch, He then slide forward again. Your inner muscles gripping Him tightly.
He repeats this motion until your grip on Him relaxes slightly and his movement is less constrained. He withdraws much further before returning his full length to be rewarded by your thrust against his impalement, sucking in every part of Him.
His next thrust is more forceful and He makes a primal sound. Your arse is so tight around his cock, the pleasure is immense.
His slow movements become more urgent. They grow in depth and speed. The tension in your hold on Him loosens, the oil aiding his progress until He begins to pound into you once more.
He reaches down in front of Him and fingers your still damp clit. With just subtle strokes, your next orgasm races to the surface and as He spurts hot cum into your arse, the pulsing of his cock makes you cum with an aggressive spasm, milking every last drop of fluid from Him.
Your body collapse forward and He follows your movement until He is draped over you, supported by his arms, encasing you with his body.
You are lost in the moment; off on a cloud and you want to stay there …forever.
His body slides to one side and his arms surround you in trapped in a strong embrace; his slut, his love, his whore, his sub.
The End
Lucia’s Master
Sharp Dressed Dom 