place, and
reached up with his slick right hand and inserted one finger, quickly followed
by two.
“Oh fuck ,” she complained. “Your fingers are
so much rougher than your cock. Sir, please !”
Her knee lifted an inch or two in reflex, but she
realized her body was trying to run away, so she planted both knees firmly into
the mattress on either side of his body, closed her eyes, shut her mouth, and
concentrated on breathing. He was right — he owned her ass, and this was
his way of reminding her, showing her.
He worked his fingers another thirty seconds or so
before gently pulling them out. A slick finger ran between her breasts and she
opened her eyes to watch the finger move down to her stomach, and then wipe the
coconut oil onto her abs, and up, onto her breasts.
He smiled. “You look good shiny.”
His look made her heart swell, and it didn’t matter
she’d just said it, because she was saying it for a different reason this time.
“I love you, Master.”
“And I love you. Here,” he said, reaching for his
cock with one hand and around her with the other to pull an ass cheek to the
side. “Let me help.”
Sam knew what he wanted. She maneuvered until her
asshole was over his cock, and let him help line her up as she settled onto it.
She tried to sit down on it, but her ass wasn’t
opening up to let him in. Normally, he’d just grab her hips and pull her down
onto him, but after she’d waited longer than she thought it should take him,
she opened her eyes and wordlessly implored him to help.
“I’ll help you get lined up, but you’ll have to make
it happen. I want you to fuck yourself on my cock. You should be open enough,
and goodness knows we’re both slick enough.” His voice went deeper, and there
was no mistaking the command. “Relax your ass and impale yourself on my cock,
Samantha.”
Her shoulders and chest were quickly transitioning
from uncomfortable to painful, and she had to be careful of how she balanced
her torso. He didn’t rush her as she experimented with leg position and body
angle, and she finally settled on a position that let her sit, push, and relax
all at once, and the head went in.
She gasped in pain and he groaned in pleasure.
“That’s it. Now sit the rest of the way down. I’ll
let you stay down a few minutes until you get used to me again, but I’d like
you to sit your sore little bottom all the way down on my cock, just as quickly
as you can manage.”
Nodding, she took a deep breath and then slowly
released it as she sat. His cock slid deeper, and deeper. Invading her. Opening
her.
The extra coconut oil helped, but she was so sore,
and so tired of having her ass filled.
When the backs of her bruised thighs at last rested
on his body, she relaxed her torso as much as possible in the restrictive
armbinder.
Ethan’s hand fell sideways on the bed, ran under the
pillows, and came out with two sets of clover clamps.
Sam closed her eyes as Ethan reached for her pussy
lips and clamped the right side. She’d known what would happen when she
realized one set had elastic between it, and she tried to keep from protesting
as he ran it behind her lower back before pulling her left pussy lip away from
her clit. The second clamp tightened down over the sensitive skin and pulled
her other lip back until her clit was exposed to the cool air.
“Your body is mine. Nothing is hidden unless I say it
can be.”
Sam nodded agreement, but kept her eyes closed as she
waited for the sharp pain on her nipples.
He didn’t make her wait long, and quickly put them on
and pulled the chain between them.
“Open your eyes. You don’t get to hide from me right
now.”
Sam opened her eyes and saw her caring, concerned,
Master. He released the chain and she breathed a little easier as the pull on
her nipples relaxed.
“You knew it would be rough today. Are you holding up
okay?”
Sam tilted her head, considering. She wasn’t sure if
he was giving her a way to end it, or
reached up with his slick right hand and inserted one finger, quickly followed
by two.
“Oh fuck ,” she complained. “Your fingers are
so much rougher than your cock. Sir, please !”
Her knee lifted an inch or two in reflex, but she
realized her body was trying to run away, so she planted both knees firmly into
the mattress on either side of his body, closed her eyes, shut her mouth, and
concentrated on breathing. He was right — he owned her ass, and this was
his way of reminding her, showing her.
He worked his fingers another thirty seconds or so
before gently pulling them out. A slick finger ran between her breasts and she
opened her eyes to watch the finger move down to her stomach, and then wipe the
coconut oil onto her abs, and up, onto her breasts.
He smiled. “You look good shiny.”
His look made her heart swell, and it didn’t matter
she’d just said it, because she was saying it for a different reason this time.
“I love you, Master.”
“And I love you. Here,” he said, reaching for his
cock with one hand and around her with the other to pull an ass cheek to the
side. “Let me help.”
Sam knew what he wanted. She maneuvered until her
asshole was over his cock, and let him help line her up as she settled onto it.
She tried to sit down on it, but her ass wasn’t
opening up to let him in. Normally, he’d just grab her hips and pull her down
onto him, but after she’d waited longer than she thought it should take him,
she opened her eyes and wordlessly implored him to help.
“I’ll help you get lined up, but you’ll have to make
it happen. I want you to fuck yourself on my cock. You should be open enough,
and goodness knows we’re both slick enough.” His voice went deeper, and there
was no mistaking the command. “Relax your ass and impale yourself on my cock,
Samantha.”
Her shoulders and chest were quickly transitioning
from uncomfortable to painful, and she had to be careful of how she balanced
her torso. He didn’t rush her as she experimented with leg position and body
angle, and she finally settled on a position that let her sit, push, and relax
all at once, and the head went in.
She gasped in pain and he groaned in pleasure.
“That’s it. Now sit the rest of the way down. I’ll
let you stay down a few minutes until you get used to me again, but I’d like
you to sit your sore little bottom all the way down on my cock, just as quickly
as you can manage.”
Nodding, she took a deep breath and then slowly
released it as she sat. His cock slid deeper, and deeper. Invading her. Opening
her.
The extra coconut oil helped, but she was so sore,
and so tired of having her ass filled.
When the backs of her bruised thighs at last rested
on his body, she relaxed her torso as much as possible in the restrictive
armbinder.
Ethan’s hand fell sideways on the bed, ran under the
pillows, and came out with two sets of clover clamps.
Sam closed her eyes as Ethan reached for her pussy
lips and clamped the right side. She’d known what would happen when she
realized one set had elastic between it, and she tried to keep from protesting
as he ran it behind her lower back before pulling her left pussy lip away from
her clit. The second clamp tightened down over the sensitive skin and pulled
her other lip back until her clit was exposed to the cool air.
“Your body is mine. Nothing is hidden unless I say it
can be.”
Sam nodded agreement, but kept her eyes closed as she
waited for the sharp pain on her nipples.
He didn’t make her wait long, and quickly put them on
and pulled the chain between them.
“Open your eyes. You don’t get to hide from me right
now.”
Sam opened her eyes and saw her caring, concerned,
Master. He released the chain and she breathed a little easier as the pull on
her nipples relaxed.
“You knew it would be rough today. Are you holding up
okay?”
Sam tilted her head, considering. She wasn’t sure if
he was giving her a way to end it, or
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