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Tuesday, January 4, 2011

The Gift - Part 4 (NSFW, Mature Content)

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Kevin had made a request of her.

It always surprised her when he asked her things instead of telling her to do things.  She found it very endearing - although puzzling - when he presented things to her and said she didn't have to do them if she didn't want to.  Of course she would do them.  He was her Master.

A high-ranking official was coming to the ship.  Kevin asked if she would service him.

D'nae had smiled and kissed him, assuring him that she would take very good care of the visiting Admiral.

Now she was waiting in the guest quarters of the Admiral.

D'nae wondered if anyone had told him he had a "welcome gift" waiting for him in his quarters.

She smirked to herself.  She'd find out soon enough.

The door opened.  D'nae turned and smiled, waiting.

Admiral Morgan looked surprised to see her there.  So much for warning him, she thought.  She smiled warmly.  "Admiral, I am D'nae.  One of the crewmen thought you would...enjoy my company."  She bowed slightly, watching him closely to gauge his reaction.

The Admiral was startled, to say the least.  He was gruff in his response.  "I don't need that kind of company.  Get out."  But he eyed her, not being able to help but notice her curves that were barely covered by the skimpy slave outfit she wore.  His eyes traveled the length of her body, stopping to admire her full breasts, her hips, her....everything.

D'nae saw his look, and she saw the longing in it, as well.  She'd seen it before: men who felt the need to be proper, but they secretly longed for so much more.  She walked to him and smiled, playing with his collar as she spoke softly.  "I am yours tonight....nothing done tonight will ever be spoken of again, unless you do so...."  She leaned in, kissing his cheek softly, whispering in his ear one word: "Master..."

The word raced through him, jarring him.  It brought images and fantasies to mind.  He hesitated, wanting to tell her to leave again because it was the "proper" thing to do....but wanting her to stay.  He turned his head to look at her, his face only inches from hers.  He asked softly, trying to keep his voice from sounding too hopeful, "You....want this to happen?"

D'nae smiled and nuzzled his ear, whispering, "Yes, I do.  And so do you, Master."  

The Admiral debated for just a few short moments.  He had no wife - she had passed on long ago.  He had spent many, many nights alone since her death.  Long nights.  Lonely ones.  

He reached a hand up behind D'nae's head, tousled it in D'nae's hair, then pulled her to him for a long, passionate kiss.   His tongue probed her mouth eagerly, tasting her.

D'nae responded with equal passion, knowing she had won.  She wrapped her arms around her new Master and pressed her nearly nude body against his.  She felt the roughness of his uniform against her skin.  She reached one hand down to rub his cock through his pants.  She found he was already hard, and he was very well-hung.  She moaned softly into the kiss as she thought about that large cock being thrust inside of her.

Master slowly broke the kiss, panting as he looked at her.  Without a word, he led her to his bed and had her sit on the edge of it.  He looked down at her as he stood by the bed, not exactly convinced that he should be here with her, doing this....but it was too late to stop now.

D'nae smiled up at him, also not speaking yet.  She undid his pants, wanting to please him, wanting to do what she did best.  She undressed him from the waist down, freeing his thick cock.  She began stroking him slowly and fondling his balls as she looked up at him.   She couldn't keep the excitement from her voice when she spoke in a hushed whisper. "Master....tell me what you want.  Don't make it a request.  Tonight, you own me.  Tell me, order me, command me."

He slipped off his shirt and looked down at her.  His voice was soft but the authority in it was unmistakable.  "Suck my cock."  

D'nae whispered, "Yes, Master."  She took her tongue and lightly licked the tip of his cock, tasting the saltiness of his precum.  She licked along the length of his cock, from the tip down to the base, savoring the taste, imagining how good his cock would feel inside of her.  She slowly began sucking on just the head, teasing him.  Then she took more and more of his cock into her mouth, letting him pump it in and out of her, listening to his groans of pleasure.

Her Master had his hands on either side of her head, holding her as he pumped his cock in and out of her willing mouth.  He felt the warmth and the wetness around his thick cock and groaned again with pleasure from it.  His eyes rolled back in his head.  When he finally found his voice, it was deeper than normal, gravelly.  "You like sucking cock...I can tell.  You're fucking good at it.  Fuck..."  He began thrusting harder into her mouth, getting closer to cumming.

But he wanted more than just a blow job.  He wanted a good fuck.  He growled after a few more thrusts, "Get undressed and bend over the bed.  I'm going to fuck you 'til you scream."  He pulled his cock from her mouth, looking down at her, panting.

D'nae quickly undressed, her pussy soaking wet just from the thought of his cock inside of her.  She loved big, thick cocks...and he seemed eager to fuck her hard.  She bent over the edge of the bed, her shapely green ass in front of him, the soft folds of her sex visible because she held her legs apart, waiting for him.

He moved up behind her, not even easing himself in.  He shoved his thick cock deep inside of her, then started pounding into her, fucking her.  "So.  Fucking.  Tight."  He grunted out each word as he fucked her, thrusting hard.  He had has hands on her hips, slamming into her, not even trying to be gentle.

D'nae was loving the rough sex, needed a good hard fucking.  She climaxed quickly, screaming, "Master!" as she did so.

Her Master groaned as he felt her cunt clench around his cock as she came, and it put him over the edge as well.  He shot load after load of cum into her, his eyes rolled back, his face contorted with ecstasy. 

He withdrew and then smiled at her.  "I'm here for a week.  This should be quite an adventure...."

to be continued....

Monday, January 3, 2011

I will be updating this blog in the New Year

Hey, everyone.

I know I haven't updated this blog in a long time.  I apologize for that.  Lots of things going on in the real world made it difficult to work on this blog on a regular basis - but now things have settled down.

My resolutions for this year in regards to this blog:

  1. Updating at least once a week.
  2. Offering a mailing list (for free) so that you can get special stories and chapters not available on the blog. :)
Thanks for supporting me, and for all of the kind words hoping I was okay.

~ D'nae