that make my whole body shake.
When I have
landed on earth again, he takes the scarf away from my eyes and unties me. Like
a lifeless doll, I fall weak in his arms.
“It’s okay. Can
you walk?” he asks.
“Yes, my Lord,”
I say spiritlessly.
He chuckles.
“I don’t think
you can.” And he picks me up in his arms. I lay my head on his shoulder. What
is this man doing to me? I have completely lost myself in him.
He gently lays
me on his bed and lights the fire. I doze off until he returns.
“No. You can’t
sleep. Not yet,” he says.
“Mmmm…”I
protest.
He kisses me and
opens my legs, inserting his finger inside me.
“You are so
ready for me. It would be a pity not to take advantage of this,” I hear him
close to my ear. I’m still unable to open my eyes. A cloud of sweet fatigue
surrounds me.
He thrusts in me
violently, filling me. Of course he did it on purpose. To wake me up. He takes
me like an animal that he is, waking up recently satiated sensations. We are
entangled tightly like one body, moving in harmony. His hands on my body are
rough and tender at the same time, caressing, squeezing and worshipping every
part of my flesh.
To my great
disappointment, he pulls out of me. He smiles, seeing my disillusioned
expression.
“Don’t worry. We
are not over. This was only in order to revive you.”
He lies beside
me on his back.
“I want you to
be on top.”
“Me?”
I really don’t
know what I am supposed to do if I am on top of him. All the times we had sex,
he had the control.
“Don’t worry. Do
as I say. I will guide you.”
Shyly, I climb
over him and stand with open legs waiting for his instructions.
He reaches for
his penis and I feel the tip of it in the opening of my vagina, stretching me
delightfully.
“Now, sit
slowly,” he orders. I accept his full length willingly as my inner muscles
clasp around him.
“You are so
tight and warm,” he says with lust burning his eyes. His passion for me, urges
me to please him. Instinctively, I raise my hips and then lower them
seductively.
I let out a cry
of satisfaction, tilting my head backwards.
“Yes, bitch,” he
says harshly, “Show me how much you like this. How wet you get by my possession
over you. Right now while my cock is in your sweet pussy, you belong to me. You
are my bitch.”
I have heard the
words ‘cock’ and ‘pussy’ before. Our servants’ children use them frequently,
along with other vulgar words of that sort. Of course, I was forbidden by my
parents to use such unsuitable words for a lady like me. The truth is that
whenever I heard these words, I felt disgusted. But coming out of his mouth,
while his wolf eyes want to eat my flesh from desire, they ignite a fire inside
me.
I move faster,
easing him out and pushing him in with intensity until I feel pain. I want him
in the depths of my soul. I want all his glory inside me, filling me, making me
his.
He grabs my
waist to control my rhythm and we climax in agony. We are sweating and still
blazing.
I lie on his
chest, his frantic heartbeat close to me and his penis still throbbing in me.
“Do I have
permission to sleep on your bed, my Lord?”
He strokes my
hair.
“No.”
I look at him,
my eyes two pools of tears.
“You still don’t
deserve it. You will prove your worth tomorrow. If you pass my test, perhaps I
will let you sleep with me.”
I can’t hold a
betraying tear, fleeing my eye.
“Don’t cry. This
is not a punishment. You have done exceptionally well. I am really proud of
you.”
He kisses my
tear.
“The reason I am
doing this is because when I do let you sleep on my bed, you will truly
appreciate it. You will not take it for granted. It will mean a lot more then.
You will see.”
His words soothe
my hurt feelings.
“You are a
beautiful girl, Calista,” he says, surprising me.
“I am Calista
again?” I dare ask, powerless to hide my enthusiasm.
He closes his
eyes for a moment as if he is trying to regain his self –
When I have
landed on earth again, he takes the scarf away from my eyes and unties me. Like
a lifeless doll, I fall weak in his arms.
“It’s okay. Can
you walk?” he asks.
“Yes, my Lord,”
I say spiritlessly.
He chuckles.
“I don’t think
you can.” And he picks me up in his arms. I lay my head on his shoulder. What
is this man doing to me? I have completely lost myself in him.
He gently lays
me on his bed and lights the fire. I doze off until he returns.
“No. You can’t
sleep. Not yet,” he says.
“Mmmm…”I
protest.
He kisses me and
opens my legs, inserting his finger inside me.
“You are so
ready for me. It would be a pity not to take advantage of this,” I hear him
close to my ear. I’m still unable to open my eyes. A cloud of sweet fatigue
surrounds me.
He thrusts in me
violently, filling me. Of course he did it on purpose. To wake me up. He takes
me like an animal that he is, waking up recently satiated sensations. We are
entangled tightly like one body, moving in harmony. His hands on my body are
rough and tender at the same time, caressing, squeezing and worshipping every
part of my flesh.
To my great
disappointment, he pulls out of me. He smiles, seeing my disillusioned
expression.
“Don’t worry. We
are not over. This was only in order to revive you.”
He lies beside
me on his back.
“I want you to
be on top.”
“Me?”
I really don’t
know what I am supposed to do if I am on top of him. All the times we had sex,
he had the control.
“Don’t worry. Do
as I say. I will guide you.”
Shyly, I climb
over him and stand with open legs waiting for his instructions.
He reaches for
his penis and I feel the tip of it in the opening of my vagina, stretching me
delightfully.
“Now, sit
slowly,” he orders. I accept his full length willingly as my inner muscles
clasp around him.
“You are so
tight and warm,” he says with lust burning his eyes. His passion for me, urges
me to please him. Instinctively, I raise my hips and then lower them
seductively.
I let out a cry
of satisfaction, tilting my head backwards.
“Yes, bitch,” he
says harshly, “Show me how much you like this. How wet you get by my possession
over you. Right now while my cock is in your sweet pussy, you belong to me. You
are my bitch.”
I have heard the
words ‘cock’ and ‘pussy’ before. Our servants’ children use them frequently,
along with other vulgar words of that sort. Of course, I was forbidden by my
parents to use such unsuitable words for a lady like me. The truth is that
whenever I heard these words, I felt disgusted. But coming out of his mouth,
while his wolf eyes want to eat my flesh from desire, they ignite a fire inside
me.
I move faster,
easing him out and pushing him in with intensity until I feel pain. I want him
in the depths of my soul. I want all his glory inside me, filling me, making me
his.
He grabs my
waist to control my rhythm and we climax in agony. We are sweating and still
blazing.
I lie on his
chest, his frantic heartbeat close to me and his penis still throbbing in me.
“Do I have
permission to sleep on your bed, my Lord?”
He strokes my
hair.
“No.”
I look at him,
my eyes two pools of tears.
“You still don’t
deserve it. You will prove your worth tomorrow. If you pass my test, perhaps I
will let you sleep with me.”
I can’t hold a
betraying tear, fleeing my eye.
“Don’t cry. This
is not a punishment. You have done exceptionally well. I am really proud of
you.”
He kisses my
tear.
“The reason I am
doing this is because when I do let you sleep on my bed, you will truly
appreciate it. You will not take it for granted. It will mean a lot more then.
You will see.”
His words soothe
my hurt feelings.
“You are a
beautiful girl, Calista,” he says, surprising me.
“I am Calista
again?” I dare ask, powerless to hide my enthusiasm.
He closes his
eyes for a moment as if he is trying to regain his self –
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