Cross the Line

Ana considered the heavy arm that was currently wrapped around her waist. She thought about the long, lean fingers that lay splayed on her stomach, the strong forearm that rested over her and pulled her tightly to the hard male body that warmed her.

Her mind wandered to the bicep her head rested on, the strength she could feel in it even while relaxed in sleep. Hot breath tickled her bare shoulder, and her mind flashed to his lips, soft but demanding whenever they claimed her own.

Shifting, his foot rubbed along hers, their legs entangled in what always seemed to her a very intimate embrace. And she realised for the first time with total clarity that somewhere along the way, a line had been crossed. Now she thought about leaving, wondered if she could disentangle herself from his gorgeous legs and slip out from his arm without disturbing him. She gazed down in the darkness at where her hand absentmindedly caressed his. She closed her eyes for a long moment, and then sighed. Her fingers wrapped lightly around his wrist, and she began easing his arm from around her.

Immediately, his arm tightened around her waist, and he pulled her close, shifting as he rolled her under his body. Even in the dim light she could see his intense stare as he looked down at her. ‘Where are you going, Ana?’

Her heart began to quicken as she felt him effectively trap her under his body. She raised her eyebrows at him, keeping her voice cool. ‘I was just going to get a drink.’

His eyes swept over her face, and after a silence: ‘Lie.’

She pressed her lips together, but said nothing. Narrow hips settled on hers as he pinned her to the bed. ‘Want to try again? Where were you going, Ana?’

It was hard to think when he was pressed right against her centre. Her body began to respond, ignoring her mind’s commands to switch off and instead warming, wanting to arch up and press her hips firmly to his. She fought the urges her body screamed at her and looked up defiantly. ‘I was leaving, Nicholas.’ When he continued to watch her silently, she added, ‘I need to go home. I have a busy weekend ahead and an early start.’

Still he said nothing, and she began to become annoyed with his continued silence. Worse, the amusement clearly evident on his face made her want to wipe it off. She didn’t want to do this. Not here, not now, not ever. Pushing at his chest, she growled at him to release her.

As hard as she pushed, she didn’t move him an inch. Instead, he leaned down and kissed her forehead. ‘You’re running. Now tell me why. The truth, Ana, do not lie to me again.’ He reached over, turning the bedside lamp on to illuminate the room in a golden glow, and fixed his eyes on hers.

She looked away from his gaze, and he watched as her eyes squeezed shut and she took a deep breath. Lips turning up at the corners, he studied her, the familiar expression on her face as she collected her thoughts. Only when she felt she had composed herself did she open her eyes to face him.

‘Something’s different, between us. We’re different. I don’t know when it happened, but we went from...from...using each other’s bodies to sharing more.’

His expression did not change, staying thoughtful as she spoke, taking in the slight quaver of her voice that gave away her uncertainty. ‘We went from being fuck buddies-‘ she grimaced at his use of the term, ‘-to lovers. That is what has happened, sweet Ana. I have been waiting for you to notice. I knew you would try to run the moment you did.’

His head lowered, and he brushed a kiss across her jaw line, nuzzling her ear. Already he was driving her crazy wanting his body, wanting to feel him pushing inside her. His words made her still, neither pulling him close nor pushing him away. ‘You knew, but you didn’t say anything. And I am not running ... but this is not what either of us signed up for, right? No strings. No complications - especially no complications.’

She sounded more like she was trying to convince herself than him.

‘You are running,’ he stated. ‘Because you got comfortable, and you liked it. You still like it.’ Nicholas’ eyes held hers, his gaze so intense she wriggled in an attempt to move away. ‘But I will not let you run from me, Ana. I have been patient, and now I want what is mine. You will give it to me. Do you want to know when it all changed, Ana?’ His lips quirked in a wry smile. ‘I think you already know, in truth, but you will not admit it to yourself. It happened right here, in this bed. It happened the moment you chose to stay, and not slip out from these sheets, gather your clothes and run.’

His fingers clasped her wrists and he dragged them above her head. With one hand he held them there, gazing down her body at the way her round, full breasts lifted high, the way her body stretched out beneath him. She laid still, her only movement the rise and fall of her chest as she took deep steadying breaths. Nicholas’ lips feathered lightly across her cheek before pressing against hers in a long, hard kiss. His tongue teased her lips, his teeth nipped at her soft flesh, but he did not claim her mouth. Instead, he moved away to once again lavish attention on the hollow behind her ear.

‘Do you remember the night, Ana? The night you chose my arms, to stay with me so I could make love to you in the morning? I remember, my sweet. The bad day I had at work, my bad mood. I remember the only thing to make me smile that day was you. You, showing up on my doorstep, with that god damned sexy outfit under your coat.’

In spite of herself, Ana smiled. She remembered. She remembered being a nervous wreck waiting for him to come to the door. She remembered wondering if it was a good idea to show up unannounced, worrying if he would like the outfit she had picked. She remembered the way he had showed her just how much he liked it. She licked her lips, a blush creeping up her cheeks. ‘I remember. The black and red corset, the black skirt I was wearing. It was so short, you could see the tops of my thigh highs. And those killer stilettos. I love those shoes.’

She was picturing the outfit in her mind. The one time she had felt incredibly sexy when looking at herself in the mirror, and she had been dressed up for him. The look on his face told her he was imagining her in the outfit, as did his solid cock pressing against her. As though he knew what she was thinking, he rocked his hips, rubbing himself against her.

Ana couldn’t help but moan. In her mind’s eye she saw them that night, months ago now, the slow smile that spread across Nicholas’ face as his eyes raked over her body. She was not likely to ever forget that night. And as she looked back now, she realised that it was the night everything had changed. Gazing up at him, she wondered how she was going to get out of this. Maybe she could worry about that after she got him inside her, after she released the incredible arousal she was feeling. Then she could think clearly.

Nicholas was watching her silently; he could see the memories flickering across her face. His hand smoothed down her body, tracing her sides, across her stomach and back up to cup her breast. Thumb strumming across her nipple, he waited, teasing the small bud into a tight peak that ached for more.

‘What is it you want, Nicholas? Why have you waited until now to ask for it?’ Ana had to fight to keep her voice controlled, to keep her body from arcing to his touch. His soft chuckle infuriated her.

‘I am not asking, Ana. I will have what I want. And what I want is you. I have waited for you, been patient in understanding your needs. I will not wait longer.’ His deep voice became demanding, ‘You will give yourself to me.’

‘No.’ Her voice was strong in her denial, and she began to struggle in earnest. Still, he held her pinned, and now he lowered his head to draw on her painfully tight nipple. She cried out, bolts of pleasure ripping through her body to her core. With every suck, nip and tug, he drove her closer to insanity. It was not until he lifted his head that she realised he had bound her. Her head shot up, and she saw the silken bonds around her wrists, tying her to the bed frame. She tugged, gaining some movement but unable to free herself. Her eyes were fire as she looked at him, indignant and outraged. To her own surprise, she did not demand to be released, and a strange thrill coursed through her. The kiss he placed on her lips was tender.

‘Trust me, my Ana. I will not hurt you. You are mine, you have always been. You knew it the moment we saw each other, as I did. Just as I knew it would take time for you to accept me. I have given you time, but I will not wait another day.’

She was shaking her head at him. ‘I don’t know what you mean.’

‘Lie.’ He frowned down at her. ‘We will not get far if you continue attempting to lie to me, Ana. I will not stand for it. I can see that part of you begging to be released, even now. Your body aches for it, your heart aches for it. Even your mind aches for it. Your fear holds you back. I did not figure you for a coward, my pet.’

Anger flared in her. ‘I am not a coward. You are seeing something that has not been a part of me for a very long time. I had no idea you were... like this. I let it go, and you should let me go. Now. Now, Nicholas.’ She yanked on her binds to emphasise her point. Nicholas simply shooks his head, his hands gliding down her body as he tugged her legs apart. Long fingers plunged into her, stroking fast and deep within her hot wetness. She groaned, her body writhing in sensation.

‘So many lies, Ana. It will always be a part of you. And you know damned well what I am. If you didn’t know every time I pinned you to the wall, when I commanded you to wrap that pretty mouth around my cock, when I took you any way I wanted – and you loved it – you sure as hell knew it when you snooped in my closet and found my toys. There is a slut in you and there always will be, and judging by how wet you are, that slut is right here right now.’ His fingers kept up their maddening pace, thrusting deep within, stroking her sensitive walls. ‘Tell me, Ana. Tell me truthfully that after seeing my closet, you haven’t thought about this. That you haven’t thought about being bound, at my mercy. Tell me that you haven’t imagined serving me, pleasing me, being my slut. Tell me you haven’t fucked yourself and cum, screaming my name, thinking about being helpless and at my mercy. Tell me that and I will release you right now.’

She couldn’t tell him that. Right now, with his fingers curled and caressing her tender spot, she was thinking about all the times she had fantasised exactly as he said. She flashed to all the thoughts of being bent over his lap, the paddles coming down sharply on her ass. The times she had dreamed of being tied spread eagled on the bed, blindfolded, as he took his pleasure from her. How she had wished she could trust him and release herself to him. And now he was giving her exactly as she had dreamed, she couldn’t accept him. Her silence was all the affirmation he needed. He could feel her body was on edge of heaven even while her mind was in torment. Nicholas leaned down, his gaze forcing her own eyes to his.

‘You want me.’ Not a question, a fact.

‘Yes,’ she panted.

‘Your body aches for me. Right now.’

‘Yes...’ whimpering, a sob escaped her as her back arched.

‘You cannot imagine being with anyone but me. You cannot imagine being anything but belonging to me.’ His gaze was scorching with intensity as he demanded she acknowledge the truth.

‘Yes, God yes. I want to be yours, but I can’t be. Nicholas, please!’

All at once, his fingers left her and she half screamed in frustration. He stroked her trembling thighs as he sat back watching her. Her forehead shone with a light sheen of perspiration, her cheeks were flushed pink. Hooded eyes gazed at him, pleading for release, and her lips were parted as she breathed raggedly, her chest heaving. Nicholas enjoyed the way she looked, stretched out and exposed for him. Ana’s shapely thighs were spread wide, her knees bent allowing her legs to fall open. She took his breath away, though she didn’t know it. His gaze focussed between her quivering thighs, and his hands slid up her legs to rest lightly on her knees, not allowing her to shield herself from his sight.

‘You want it, you need it. Why deny yourself what we both know will be?’

As Nicholas spoke, his fingertips trailed lightly up her inner thighs, and explored the crease where her thigh met with her centre. His touch moved across her mound, massaging gently as he took in the sight of her pussy. He loved the way her inner lips protruded, glistening wet and swollen dark pink. He could even see where her arousal had spread to her inner thighs, and trickled down her ass. His fingertips trailed higher still, and he dragged one slowly up her slit to rub firmly over her pulsing clit. Hissing in a breath, Ana was unable to keep her hips from bucking eagerly at his touch. Her mind was spinning, and she didn’t know where to begin to explain herself, but she felt compelled. His eyes bore into hers, demanding an answer and clearly showing he would not let her leave without giving one. She didn’t want to have to give an answer, not when she knew it would mean the end with Nicholas would definitely be tonight; seeing disappointment in the depths of his eyes would break her.

Once more, Ana’s eyes closed, and she chewed her lower lip in an effort to block out his maddening touch and make some sense. His fingers stroked and rubbed, keeping her just this side of pure pleasure. She was vulnerable, he knew, but this had been a long time coming and this vulnerability was the only way she was ever going to open up and let go of whatever held her back. She was his, and he would make her acknowledge the fact. Nicholas waited, until finally Ana’s eyes flickered open again.

She took a breath, forcing herself to meet his gaze and told him: ‘The one time I tried to explore that side of me, it all went wrong. Well, I went wrong. The ideas I had in my head were some stupid fantasy that was so far from reality. What I wanted and needed was utterly ridiculous.’ A frown creased her brow as she remembered, ‘I failed at almost every task I was set, and I disappointed him all the time. I was selfish and I don’t deserve the attentions of a Master.’

Her eyes squeezed shut, not wanting to witness his disappointment. There, she’d said it. The issue she’d been avoiding ever since the first night she’d seen him. His presence had been powerful, radiating authority and sensuality. She had wondered if he was Dominant, and the first time they had gone to bed, she had known beyond doubt. By then she’d had so many months of hiding her submissive side, she had convinced herself there was no way he could see that in her. And as long as he didn’t, there would be no complications. She should have known better. In truth, she had known better, but she’d hidden that truth from herself along with so many others.

‘How were you selfish? Why do you think you don’t deserve My attentions?’ Nicholas spoke softly, but oh his voice was so full of strength and demand. And she could hear the capital M in ’My’. It made her shiver, and her eyes darkened with the rush of sexual excitement she felt.

‘I ... I wasn’t comfortable sharing him. I said no to having another woman with us. I said no to a few things, it all happened so quickly and there was so much he wanted so soon. All I thought about was that I wasn’t ready, not how to please him. I did so many things wrong, even though I really did want to make him happy. I never earned a single reward from him, but I always managed to get punished, and sometimes I didn’t even know why. He took pictures of me naked, and showed his friends, then brought them back with markings to show what needed to be worked on.’

Nicholas’ face darkened with anger, and all of a sudden he seemed dangerous, but the way his hands stroked her with such gentleness told her she need not fear him. Still, he did not say a word, waiting for Ana to continue.

‘He said that was the only way I was going to learn to be a good slut for him, because I couldn’t get anything else right. And it was true. Everything he wanted I couldn’t bring myself to give to him, because deep down I didn’t trust him. I felt he hadn’t earned my trust, and when I said that, he told me not to be ridiculous, that he was the Master and didn’t have to prove a thing to a slut like me. And that was the end of it. He threw me out, telling me I wasn’t worthy of any Master’s attentions.’

There were tears now. She didn’t want to cry, she wouldn’t, but she felt them burning the backs of her eyes as the humiliation she had felt when she had seen the angry red markings over such intimate photos returned: humiliation and pain and a feeling of being completely lost as she walked out his door. She remembered deciding there and then that she’d never go down that road again, and had ignored her submissive tendencies ever since. Blinking the tears away, Ana looked up at Nicholas and waited for the signs of disgust on his face. He gave nothing away, but silently studied her features before nodding.

‘The truth,’ he acknowledged. ‘But I know how smart you are, Ana. I know you figured out for yourself that it wasn’t you who was the problem. You were just unlucky enough to come across an asshole who liked to think of himself as a Dominant but who had no idea what he was doing. The experience has made you wary, but it’s not the only thing holding you back. Tell me what is.’
All the while, Nicholas’ fingers kept up a steady rhythm on her flesh. Stroking, pinching and rubbing before sliding into her, fucking her slowly to keep her on edge.

Might as well tell it all now, Ana figured, her hips rocking in time with Nicholas’ caresses. ‘I remember how hurt I was. After everything happened, I was so hurt and I didn’t even have real feelings for him. But with you ... I feel so much. And I couldn’t bear if I disappointed you. I couldn’t bear having you not want me anymore because of my failures.’ Her voice was barely a whisper as she looked up at him. ‘It would break my heart, Nicholas.’

A long moment passed in silence before Nicholas finally smiled. His free hand cupped her cheek and he kissed her, his lips claiming hers passionately, tongue slipping into her mouth to finally taste her sweetness.

‘Finally you tell the truth,’ he whispered. ‘Ana, do you trust me?’

Nodding, she wetted her lips, ‘Yes, Nicholas. More than anyone.’

‘Do you want me? Do you want to be mine?’

‘Yes.’

Their gazes locked, Nicholas leaned up over her. ‘Are you giving yourself to me? Completely?’
She was shaking now, excitement and nerves overcoming her body. ‘Yes,’ she breathed.
Nicholas’ eyes narrowed, ‘Address Me properly, Ana.’ His voice was stern, but they both needed to be sure.

‘Yes, Sir. I am Yours.’ Just like that, she felt the weight lifted from her. She was His, as she had wanted to be.

Nicholas let his hands glide down her body. Sliding them under her, he flipped her over onto her stomach. Ana let out a sound of surprise as she landed, her aching nipples rubbing against the sheets and sending a tingling coursing through her.

‘On your knees. Hands on the bed head. Now!’ His voice carried such a tone of authority that Ana immediately slid her knees up under her body and pushed herself up. She was just able to move her hands enough to wrap her fingers around the framework at the head of the bed. Nicholas knelt behind her, to the side. Reaching up, he gathered Ana’s hair in his hand and tugged, pulling her head up. She felt his body press against hers as he leaned over, his lips against her ear.

‘As long as you do your very best to please Me, you will never disappoint Me. Lying to Me is the only way you will let Me down. And you don’t want to do that, do you pet?’

His free hand ran slowly down her spine, following the curve of her back as her ass pushed high into the air. He smoothed his hand over her cheeks, rubbing in small circles.

‘No Sir. I don’t want to do that. I won’t lie to You.’ Ana arched her back, revelling in the feel of his hand on her, his rough fingertips stroking her skin.

‘But you have lied to Me already. Haven’t you?’ His fingers trailed lower, dragged over the wet flesh of her pussy. She gasped and pushed against him.

‘Yes,’ she said breathlessly.

‘Yes, what?’ His hand made its way higher, back over the swell of her rump.

‘Yes, Sir. I lied, and I am sorry.’

‘I know, pet. But you know what has to happen don’t you? Face the wall, don’t look away from it.’ His lips moved away from her ear, and she felt the bed shift as he moved. His hand left her ass, and she fought the urge to turn and watch as she waited for her punishment. Complete silence filled the room for a long minute before it was finally broken by a loud Smack! Ana jolted as Nicholas’ hand came down firmly on her left cheek. The stinging of the spank was replaced by a slight warmth, and a wave of arousal rushed through her. Two more sharp spanks followed immediately, and Ana couldn’t help but cry out softly. The heat on her ass cheek grew, tingling deliciously and making her throb with need. After the third spank, Nicholas stroked her gently, soothing the sting.

Fingertips trailed across the flesh of Ana’s rump, tracing the crevice between teasingly before Nicholas delivered three spanks in quick succession to Ana’s right cheek. Her entire body quivering now, Ana felt the warmth spread across her ass. When he removed his hand, Ana braced herself for the next spank. When it landed between her legs on her sensitive, soaked pussy, she moaned out loud and shuddered violently as pleasure streaked through her. She felt her knees buckle and had to fight to remain upright, gripping the bed head so tight her knuckles became white.

The wet sound seemed to echo within Ana’s head, as the sensation echoed throughout her entire body and her moan reverberated in the room. Her pussy clenched with need, and it was all she could do not to squeeze her thighs together for some relief. Long fingers pushed into her tightness, and she shook, immediately rocking back onto them. Hips grinding, she moaned, feeling the tension rise deliciously within her. Nicholas pulled his hand away from her, slapping her thigh sharply.
‘Such a greedy little slut, aren’t you? Do. Not. Move.’

‘Yes, Sir, I am a slut. Your slut.’

‘Do you want to come, slut?’

‘Oh God yes, Sir. So much.’

‘How much, pet? How much do you need release?’

‘I am desperate Sir. My whole body is throbbing, needing to cum. Please let me cum, Sir.’

‘Not yet. But if you are a good girl, soon.’ Once more his hand smoothed over her ass cheeks, feeling the warmth radiating from them, enjoying the pinkness. She shook with the effort to control herself, to keep upright, and it made her arse sway just slightly. Ana tensed as his hand moved away, the anticipation of what was to come making her head spin. He waited silently, until the tension seeped from her and her body relaxed, and then landed four sharp spanks on her left cheek. Her body rippled with pain and pleasure, causing her to bite down on her lip so as not to cry out. Nicholas could hear her panting, could see the way her toes curled, protesting the pain and yet accepting the agonising pleasure.

Almost immediately he delivered an equal amount of smacks to her right cheek. Ana whimpered, her ass truly stinging with heat now, and unsure of how much more she could take. But she knew without a doubt she would take as many as he delivered, just as she knew she had never been more aroused, never been as soaked wet with need as she was right now.

Nicholas ran his hand softly across her buttocks, stroking and soothing, feeling how hot her skin was from the spanking. He lifted his hand for the last time, and brought it straight down on her pussy. The loud smack rang out through the room, and he did not wait this time to push his fingers into her. Her juices ran over his hand as he thrust his fingers in and out, stroking walls that clamped and squeezed around him. Her body was unbelievably tense as she held back the orgasm she so desperately wanted to release, trembling with the effort not to rock back onto his fingers.

‘Now, slut,’ his command was whispered into her ear. ‘Come for your Master right now.’ As he spoke, his free hand slid around, his fingers pinching her clit roughly.

Ana screamed; she couldn’t help it. When his fingers found the bundle of nerves she lost any semblance of control, her body bucking wildly. She felt the tension that coiled low in her belly peak and spread through her whole body before releasing violently in an orgasm that wracked her completely. Her pussy flooded with pleasure, clenching on Nicholas’ fingers rhythmically as they stroked her again and again, the sensation increasing with every caress.

Nicholas always had loved watching Ana come, but this was different. Every inhibition she had ever had seemed to have melted away. He watched her body shake and convulse, listened as she screamed his name, moaning desperately. Her pussy had clamped down on his fingers so tightly he could just barely move them inside her. After what seemed like an age, the violent shaking of her body reduced to weak trembles. Nicholas slowed his fingers, then removed them gently, rubbing her pussy then ass, stroking her spine before sliding his hand beneath her and flipping Ana onto her back once more. She was dazed, still floating from her orgasm as she stared up at him, a look of bliss on her face. His rock hard cock throbbed as he rubbed it against her pussy, against her clit. Her hips jerked involuntarily, and he rubbed himself against her once more.

‘Master,’ she whispered, voice husky from screaming. ‘Take me, please. Make me Yours completely. Let me feel Your pleasure.’

Nicholas reached up, fingertips caressing her wrists where she was still bound, and slowly dragged his touch down her body. He would never get enough of seeing her this way, bound and at His mercy, ready to please. His hands moved past her hips and over her thighs, spreading them wide before settling between them. With one long hard thrust he buried himself inside her tight pussy, causing them both to moan out loud. Ana’s pussy rippled with aftershocks from her orgasm, squeezing him in a delicious caress that sent a shiver rushing through him. Nicholas held himself deep within her, absorbing the way she shook, feeling her adjust to him.

Clenching and unclenching her hands, Ana tugged hard at her binds, aching to touch her Master, to pull him close and urge him to take her completely. When her binds did not give way even an inch, she groaned frustration, lifting her legs and wrapping them around his waist, grinding onto his cock greedily. God, how she needed for him to cum, to know she pleased him. His hand left her hip and he slapped her thigh.

‘Such a greedy slut. What do you want, slut?’

‘You Sir, only You,’ she gasped as he pressed himself even deeper within. ‘I want to please You, to be Your slut, I want to have Your cum, Sir.’

Nicholas pulled his hips back slowly, his cock sliding from her almost completely. ‘You’re going to be My cum slut, aren’t you pet?’

‘Yes-ohhhhhhhhhhhh!’ Ana’s answer turned into a moan as Nicholas slammed his cock back inside her, stretching and filling her. Thrusting slow and deep, Nicholas held her thighs wide open, watching as his shaft slid between her swollen lips. Already he could feel Ana’s body tightening, rushing toward another climax. His hips moved faster and harder, driving her closer to peaking with every stroke. He knew the moment she reached the edge, her whole body tense, her head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut. Her mouth open as she moaned, willing the release. Abruptly, Nicholas stopped, holding completely still, his cock buried inside Ana’s quivering pussy. She strained against him, bucking and grinding until his hands held her firmly still.

‘Master, please...’ she whimpered.

‘You did not ask to come, pet. Nor did you wait to be told. You know better.’

‘Yes, Sir. I am sorry. Please may this girl come?’

‘No.’

She felt a desperate need already; Nicholas could see that clearly in her eyes. She did not protest, though, instead biting her lip and waiting silently. Only when he felt the urgency leave her body did he start to move again, rocking his hips back and forth slowly. He built the pleasure for them slowly, enjoying seeing the pleasure on her face as much as he did the sensations washing over his body. He rode them to a peak time and time again, always pulling Ana back from the edge the moment before she came. Shaking uncontrollably as Nicholas once again thrust hard and fast within her, she begged him, ‘Please Master, please let Your slut come.’ Her voice broke, a whimper escaping her as she arched yet again toward him.

He nuzzled her neck, nipping lightly as his body surged within hers, ‘This time, pet. Come for Me.’
She moaned, her head rolling side to side as she let go of all her control, losing herself in the feel of him. This time, when she felt the pleasure completely overtake her, she let it, moaning loudly. Bowing off the bed, her body rocked hard, the orgasm coursing through her wildly.

Before her orgasm had subsided, Nicholas slid his hand between their bodies, finding her clit. Ana cried out, sharp pleasure making her body jerk.

‘Again,’ He commanded, his shaft plunging deeper and harder as he worked her clit.

‘Oh fuck....’ moaning, Ana felt herself hurtle over the edge into orgasm again, shuddering helplessly as pure pleasure overwhelmed her. He didn’t let up, driving her immediately to a third orgasm, until she sobbed, shaking weakly with sensation.

‘Again,’ his voice was gruff, and he was on the verge of exploding, his cock throbbing and aching with need for release.

‘I can’t, Sir. Please, let me have Your cum.’ Ana’s hair was plastered to her forehead, sweat
trickling between her breasts as she pleaded with him. He kissed her lips softly, tenderly.

‘One more baby, then you may have My cum.’

Ana hung on the edge, shaking, her body so tense it hurt. She bucked and writhed as her Master drove deep and hard into her cum soaked pussy. Nicholas lowered his head, biting down on her taut nipple, and she exploded. Screaming, she convulsed beneath him, her pussy squeezing his cock as he pumped into her. Nicholas grasped her hips, fingers digging into her flesh as he pressed deep inside Ana, groaning as he came violently, his seed shooting into her hot pussy. Ana wrapped her legs around him, as tight as she could, feeling the way his body shuddered against her. She felt his cock swell and pulse as he released streams of cum into her. They lay exhausted for long minutes, trembling and unable to move.

Burying her face into his neck, she sank her teeth into his skin and panted hard trying to catch her breath. She felt the material around her wrists loosen, and realised Nicholas had reached up to free her. Winding her arms around him, she leaned back to look up into his eyes. Nicholas kissed away the tears she did not know had fallen, and eased himself from her, rolling into his back and pulling her into his arms. Lips met in a tender kiss that made them both smile.

Her body ached in a most delicious manner as she pressed herself closer, wondering how she could possibly express everything she was feeling in this moment. There was no way, except to show him every day that she was His and always would be.