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Friday, August 13, 2010

The Gift - Part 3 (NSFW, Mature Content)

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D'nae waited in the room patiently for her "Master."  He wasn't really her permanent master - Kevin was the one who actually owned her - but after a lot of discussion with his crewmates (and with D'nae's agreement - she was surprised that he asked for her opinion), it was decided that D'nae would be available for anyone who had chipped in to buy her.  On two conditions: One, Kevin had priority, and two, D'nae had to agree.


Tonight Kevin had duty, so she was to be with Mitch.  Mitch was almost 6 feet tall, husky build but not too muscular.  He had dark hair and she guessed he was around 35 Earth years old, but she wasn't very good at guessing the age of Terrans.


Mitch finished his shift, went to his room and walked in.  He smiled when he saw D'nae.  "I see you're on time.  That's good."   He walked over to her and his voice was low but eager.  "Let's begin.  Get undressed." 


D'nae was somewhat surprised at his abrupt request, but complied.  Mitch wasn't shy and reluctant like Kevin was.  She removed her clothing, setting everything to the side.  She stood before him, nude and unashamed, letting him see her.


Mitch walked over to his dresser, digging in one of the drawers.  He pulled out whatever prize he had been seeking and grinned.  He slowly turned to her with the object in his hands, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.  It was a collar.


Not just any collar.  It was heavy, leather, with numerous light chains coming from it.  On the ends of the chains were four shackles and two clamps.  D'nae smirked.  Mitch was an experienced Master.  This was going to be fun.  


Mitch came to her and fastened the collar on her.  His voice became firm and in control.  "You are mine for the night," he told her as he began attaching the shackles to her wrists.  "You'll do what I say, and you'll call me 'Master' or 'Sir.'"  He attached the shackles to her ankles.  "Do you understand?"  He attached the two clamps to her erect nipples and gave a firm tug on them, sending a delicious pain shooting through her nips to her quickly dampening sex.  


She bowed her head and murmured, "Yes, Master.  I serve only you tonight."


Mitch smiled.  "We are going to have fun tonight, aren't we, D'nae?"  As he spoke, he traced one finger around one of her clamped nipples.  She shivered as her nipple grew even more perky, she loved how in control he was.  


"Yes, Master," she answered, her gaze still lowered.


He took his finger and slowly began to tease the other nipple.  "Whose are you, D'nae?"


"Yours, Master," she whispered.


His voice was a silken whisper.  "Good.  Very good."  He cupped her breast, his thumb brushing over the clamped nipple.  "What can I do to you, D'nae?"


She didn't look up or hesitate, but her breathing was quickening under his touch.  "Anything, Master.  I belong to you."   


Mitch grinned and moved his hand lower, slowly reaching between her legs and rubbing her sex.  He leaned close and whispered, "You're wet just thinking about all of the things I'm going to do with you, D'nae.  You're a very bad girl.  Bad girls have very bad things done to them, but they love every minute of it."  As he spoke, his fingers delved deeper into her sex.  "Spread your legs," he commanded.  "Let me feel you."


D'nae was weak in her knees and quickly spread her legs so he could have better access.  Mitch was right - nothing excited her more than being in the bed of an experienced master, one that controlled her and punished her the way she liked it.  She felt his fingers probe her, explore her sex.  She moaned softly, her cunt getting warmer and wetter from his molestations.


Mitch grinned as he heard the moan.  "You like that, my new toy?"  He fingered her more vigorously.  "Nice and tight.  Just like my toy should be.  I am going to enjoy you all night long."  


Mitch began to get hard thinking about the things he was going to to do D'nae tonight.  His tastes always ran to...well, he thought of them as exotic.  His girlfriends disagreed.  Some even threatened to call security on him.  The thought of having a girl that would not only do everything he wanted, but would do it willingly, turned him on to no end.  His voice was deep with excitement as he spoke.  "I have so many things I want to do with you.   I don't know where to begin."  He withdrew his fingers, backed up, and stared at D'nae, trying to decide what to do with her first.  


The first thing, he decided, was that she was too free to move.  That needed to be changed.  "Lie face down on the bed," he told her as he went to his closet, looking for something.  


D'nae lay down, watching him.  She saw him find several ropes and cuffs and walk towards her.  He handcuffed her, then bound her arms tightly, leaving her breasts exposed, the clamped nipples still erect and ready to be sucked, tugged, and fondled.  He left her unbound from the waist down, for easier access to whatever he wanted.  


"Lie still, on your stomach," he ordered.  D'nae did as she was told.  He went to the closet again and brought out a paddling board.  His cock was very stiff as he walked to the bed, brandishing the board.  After thinking a moment, he took off his clothes and locked his door.  He walked back to the bed, looking at this helpless green-skinned beauty on the bed before him.  He gave his cock a few strokes as he watched her, then stopped.  He didn't want to cum too soon.  He wanted to savor this.


He brought the paddle down on her rear.  D'nae cried out from the stinging pain, but it was a pleasurable pain, a delicious one.   "Master, please punish your slave," she begged and wiggled her ass to entice him.  He brought the paddle down again and again, until he knew her ass would be hot, stinging and sensitive.  He grinned, breathing heavily.  This was just the beginning.  


He hauled her into a sitting position, knowing that sitting would be painful for her, but not caring.  He was so eager, he was afraid he was going to cum quickly, but he always wanted a helpless, bound women to give him a blowjob.  He couldn't wait any more.  He stood in front of her, his cock stiff as he stroked himself slowly.  "Lick my balls.  Suck 'em."  


D'nae did as she was told, slowly licking his balls, then carefully taking first one, then the other in her mouth and sucking them, running her tongue along them as Mitch slowly beat his cock, his head thrown back and groaning.  "God, baby, you know how to suck so good.  Let's see how good you are at sucking cock."  


He stopped stroking himself and put a hand on either side of her head.  "Suck it, baby.  Give me head."  He guided his cock into her mouth, his hands in her hair.  The wet warmth of her mouth made him moan louder, and he began to pump his cock slowly in and out of her face.  D'nae eagerly sucked him, taking all of him in her mouth, moaning.


Mitch kept pumping, moving one hand to tug on the nipple clamp as she sucked.  "You're good at that.  Suck me, baby.  I think you like that, don't you?"  His hips swayed as he pumped his cock in and out.  "Are you a little slut?  You like sucking cock?  Huh?"  His breathing got heavier, his pumping faster.  


If he wanted to be honest with himself, the power and control felt just as good as the actual sucking she was doing.  She was his, to be used however he wanted, for the whole night.  His ultimate wet dream was taking place right now.


D'nae groaned and nodded, sucking and slurping as he moved his cock back and forth.  It was true - she did love doing this for her Masters.  They all loved it.  She loved to hear their groans of pleasure as she sucked them. 


Mitch's thrusts became jerking as he came closer to orgasm.  Much as he wanted to cum, he forced himself to wait and pulled out of her mouth, panting heavily.  "Not yet," he panted.  "I have more I want to do."


D'nae smiled and looked up at him, also panting and aroused.  "I am yours tonight, master.  Do whatever you want."


Mitch took hold of her collar and pulled her to her feet.  He then led her to the other side of the room.  There was a small table.  He bent her over the table and bound her wrists to the legs, then her ankles, so that she was spread-legged as she was bent over.  His hands roamed over her ass, then he took the head of his cock and slowly rubbed it up and down against her cunt.  "We're going to play a game..."


D'nae moaned and squirmed as much as she could.  "Anything, Master.  What game do you want to play?"


Mitch rubbed his rock-hard cock against her cunt, the tip of it wet with her juices.  "I want you to fight me.  I want you to scream, beg and plead for me not to fuck you."  He could barely speak he was so excited.


D'nae smirked for just a second before her voice turned to a pleading beg.  "Master, please...not that...please don't do that.  Don't fuck me."  She squirmed against the restraints.  "Master, no!  Please don't!"  


Mitch groaned as he rubbed his cock against her cunt.  "You want it.  I know you do, you little slut."  He began to push his cock in, barely past her cunt lips, savoring this.


She cried, trying to pull away, but the restraints held her fast.  "No!  I don't!  Master, no!  Stop!"  


Mitch couldn't wait any longer.  He groaned as he slid his cock into her and began to hump her furiously.  "God, D'nae.  Scream for me.  Fight me."  He groaned as he felt himself getting close to a climax and began thrusting even faster and harder, fucking her from behind.


"Master, STOP!  Don't do this!"  D'nae cried and begged, all the time feeling her own orgasm getting closer.  The clamps pulled and tugged at her nipples with each thrust he made since she was bent over the table.  His cock was driving into her harder and harder.  She was going to cum soon.  


Mitch's head went back as he began to cum.  He shoved himself into her so hard the table skidded a few inches forward. "GOD, D'nae!  Fuck, yes!"  He spurted his cum into her, feeling himself drain into her.  


D'nae came as well, her whole body feeling the pleasure of it.  She lay across the table, gasping afterwards.  


He untied her, grinning like a Cheshire Cat, undid the collar, clamps and shackles and pulled her into a hug.  He kissed her gently, whispered, "I loved that.  Thank you."


D'nae kissed him back and smiled.  "We're not finished yet, Master...."


To be continued......

6 comments:

  1. Mmmmm. Love the story so far D'Nae. You have a gift for this. Can't wait to read more of your........stimulating tales.

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  2. Nick -

    So glad you liked it! That means a lot to me. xoxo

    Scott -

    I hope this was long enough. :) I tried to take your advice when writing it. :) Glad you liked it. You are too kind.

    ~D'nae

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  3. Great work, gonna miss it while Im gone

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  4. Tix -

    Just think about how much reading you'll have when you come back. ;)

    ~D'nae

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  5. I appreciate that D'Nae. Would love to read what she does next.

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