slickness as she moaned softly.
“Do you want me to fuck you, my slave? To drive my hard cock into you?”
“Yes, Master. Please.”
He loved the need in her voice.
He pushed his cockhead into her. Just a little. Then he pulled it away, to her groan of disapproval.
He stood up and walked to the leather chair, then sat down.
“Come over here and suck my cock.”
She stood up and walked toward him, then knelt in front of him. She wrapped her hand around his thick cock, still slick from her moisture, then leaned forward and took it into her mouth. He stifled his groan at the intensely exciting feel of her warm mouth surrounding him. Her lips squeezed him as she glided down his long shaft.
* * *
Chelsea couldn’t believe she was doing this. Kneeling in front of her guardian, Zane, his thick erection in her mouth as she played the role of his slave. His cock was hot and smooth, the veins pulsing in her hand as she held him, her mouth gliding along his length.
God, her insides ached at the knowledge he would soon fuck her. His enormous cock driving deep into her. Filling her over and over again.
“Take it all the way down your throat, slave.”
She relaxed her throat and took him deep, then glided back again. He surged forward, filling her throat, starting a slow and steady rhythm as he fucked her mouth. She cupped his balls and stroked, rewarded by his murmur of approval.
“Stroke your breast as you suck me,” he commanded.
She cupped her breast as she squeezed his cock, then began to suck. Her fingertips found her nipple and she squeezed, then toyed with the hard nub, quivers of pleasure curling through her. He reached for her other breast and cupped it as she continued to suck. Then she felt him tense. His hand fell away and he arched forward. She could feel his balls tighten and then he groaned. Hot liquid flooded from his tip, filling her mouth.
She swallowed, not letting a single drop escape. When the flow ended, she eased away and ran her tongue around her lips. The heat in his eyes caused a slow burn inside her.
“You did very well my little slave. Now stand up.”
She stood up, intensely aware of his hot gaze gliding the length of her essentially naked body.
“Show me your pussy. Open it to me.”
She reached down, her cheeks flushing a little, and drew open the flesh so he could see her opening. He leaned forward and she almost squealed in delight as his tongue nudged against her flesh, then licked her. His hand cupped her ass and he drew her closer, then buried his face in her folds.
“Oh, yes,” she whimpered.
He nuzzled and licked. His tongue swept over her clit. Then he teased in earnest. Intense pleasure coiled inside her and she moaned. It kept rising, pulsing through her, until she hovered near the edge of the precipice, knowing that wondrous pleasure was only a breath away.
She was so close.
Then he stopped.
“Noooo.”
“Now it’s time for that punishment.”
He eased her back, then stood up and guided her to a bench. He leaned her over until her torso rested on the padded fabric, her bare ass toward him.
“Open your legs.”
She widened her stance, baring her intimate flesh to him.
“Very nice.” He stroked her naked ass, his hand caressing in circles.
Then he slapped her. The smack resounded through the room, and her flesh heated. Another stinging slap make her cry out.
“Do you like that?”
She didn’t want to lie, but she wasn’t sure and—
“Answer me, slave.”
“I don’t know, sir.”
He swatted her ass again, but this time he stroked her intimate flesh afterward. She moaned at his caress.
Then she felt his cockhead nudge her opening. He pushed in, but only a little. She squeezed around him, trying to pull him deeper. He smacked her again, then slid his cockhead a little deeper.
“Oh, Master.”
He gave a quick smack to each cheek then pushed deeper.
“Do you want more?”
“Yes. Oh, please, yes.”
He slapped her burning flesh, sending
“Do you want me to fuck you, my slave? To drive my hard cock into you?”
“Yes, Master. Please.”
He loved the need in her voice.
He pushed his cockhead into her. Just a little. Then he pulled it away, to her groan of disapproval.
He stood up and walked to the leather chair, then sat down.
“Come over here and suck my cock.”
She stood up and walked toward him, then knelt in front of him. She wrapped her hand around his thick cock, still slick from her moisture, then leaned forward and took it into her mouth. He stifled his groan at the intensely exciting feel of her warm mouth surrounding him. Her lips squeezed him as she glided down his long shaft.
* * *
Chelsea couldn’t believe she was doing this. Kneeling in front of her guardian, Zane, his thick erection in her mouth as she played the role of his slave. His cock was hot and smooth, the veins pulsing in her hand as she held him, her mouth gliding along his length.
God, her insides ached at the knowledge he would soon fuck her. His enormous cock driving deep into her. Filling her over and over again.
“Take it all the way down your throat, slave.”
She relaxed her throat and took him deep, then glided back again. He surged forward, filling her throat, starting a slow and steady rhythm as he fucked her mouth. She cupped his balls and stroked, rewarded by his murmur of approval.
“Stroke your breast as you suck me,” he commanded.
She cupped her breast as she squeezed his cock, then began to suck. Her fingertips found her nipple and she squeezed, then toyed with the hard nub, quivers of pleasure curling through her. He reached for her other breast and cupped it as she continued to suck. Then she felt him tense. His hand fell away and he arched forward. She could feel his balls tighten and then he groaned. Hot liquid flooded from his tip, filling her mouth.
She swallowed, not letting a single drop escape. When the flow ended, she eased away and ran her tongue around her lips. The heat in his eyes caused a slow burn inside her.
“You did very well my little slave. Now stand up.”
She stood up, intensely aware of his hot gaze gliding the length of her essentially naked body.
“Show me your pussy. Open it to me.”
She reached down, her cheeks flushing a little, and drew open the flesh so he could see her opening. He leaned forward and she almost squealed in delight as his tongue nudged against her flesh, then licked her. His hand cupped her ass and he drew her closer, then buried his face in her folds.
“Oh, yes,” she whimpered.
He nuzzled and licked. His tongue swept over her clit. Then he teased in earnest. Intense pleasure coiled inside her and she moaned. It kept rising, pulsing through her, until she hovered near the edge of the precipice, knowing that wondrous pleasure was only a breath away.
She was so close.
Then he stopped.
“Noooo.”
“Now it’s time for that punishment.”
He eased her back, then stood up and guided her to a bench. He leaned her over until her torso rested on the padded fabric, her bare ass toward him.
“Open your legs.”
She widened her stance, baring her intimate flesh to him.
“Very nice.” He stroked her naked ass, his hand caressing in circles.
Then he slapped her. The smack resounded through the room, and her flesh heated. Another stinging slap make her cry out.
“Do you like that?”
She didn’t want to lie, but she wasn’t sure and—
“Answer me, slave.”
“I don’t know, sir.”
He swatted her ass again, but this time he stroked her intimate flesh afterward. She moaned at his caress.
Then she felt his cockhead nudge her opening. He pushed in, but only a little. She squeezed around him, trying to pull him deeper. He smacked her again, then slid his cockhead a little deeper.
“Oh, Master.”
He gave a quick smack to each cheek then pushed deeper.
“Do you want more?”
“Yes. Oh, please, yes.”
He slapped her burning flesh, sending
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