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  He broke off the kisses and moved his hands from her breasts.

  When her hands started releasing his belt and going for his zipper, he grabbed her little hands and kissed them before holding them down on his thigh. Taking a deep breath, he wiped his hand over his face and shook his head. “Dizzy, we need to talk before this goes any further.”

  It took Dizzy a few seconds to come back from the edge of reason and see that he was serious. He wanted to talk, damn. Well, okay, they would talk, then they would fuck or she would scream bloody murder.

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  He toyed with her hair and looked into her eyes. His hand was making small circles on her tummy. “You need to know that I saw you tonight and wanted you, and I planned to bring you here and have you. What you also need to know is that I like sex a bit rough, but you do not need to fear me. I will not cause you harm of any kind.” His fingers traveled up to her right breast and pulled on her nipple, pinching it. “You will enjoy everything we do, and if I do something to you that you cannot handle or flatly refuse to experience, I will stop right then. I will take you home and leave you alone.” His eyes never left hers as he spoke.

  Dizzy was excited. Finally, a man that had a dominant gene in his gene pool! She felt her vagina tighten and send its own natural lube flowing. She wanted to reassure him that she would be on board with whatever he wanted to show her. Her luck with men seemed to have changed for the better. Somewhere buried in the back of her brain she knew she should be more cautious, but she buried it deeper and leaned up for more kisses.

  Her hand buried itself in his thick hair and pulled him toward her hungry mouth. “Anything, anything you want, show me,” she pleaded. He pulled her up and started removing her clothing. His hungry eyes feasted on her bountiful breasts, and he unsnapped the bra clip himself, anxious to unwrap her body for his eyes. He grabbed a handful of her hair and led her into the hall and down a set of steps into a very modern spa room. His fist let go of her hair. “Go into that room. When you are ready, come out and lie down on the daybed. I will be back soon, so no wasting too much time or I will have to punish you for taking more time than you really need.” After that stern warning, he smacked her ass and walked back the way they had come from.

  Dizzy stood in that spot. What had she gotten herself into? She looked around and quickly identified the small steam room, the hot tub, and a massage table. The daybed was on the far wall. Hmm, not much to worry about here. She followed his directions and went into a Dizzy’s Story

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  large bathroom. This is good. With the way her cunt was gushing creamy juices since she first met him, she was happy to be able to thoroughly wash the drying liquids from her thighs and pussy. She finished undressing and reached for the razor on the shelf. Why not?

  She wanted something new and shivered at the memory of his voice telling her how he wanted to please her. She almost dropped the razor when she heard music start.

  She had read many erotic romances and loved the things. In almost all of them the dominant male played classical music as he tormented his submissive into the best sex of her life. This was not classical. This music was death metal. Angry and discordant, it was not her first choice of music genre. She actually was a closet country-and-western fan. Her favorite was just mainstream R & B. But she did listen to metal for no other reason than to be able to say she did. She turned on the shower and made certain the water was warm enough to loosen her tight nerves. This better be worth all the trouble I am going through, she told herself. She started listening to the music and was shocked to hear words in the unfettered tune. Like subliminal messages, the words made her sit up and pay attention.

  “Tonight will be a ‘lay you down, tie you up, and fuck you’ night, baby. I’m gonna stick you to the wall and fuck, lick, and suck you, baby. When I got you tied and roped, you will be mine forever, baby.”

  She had to listen closely to the music to hear the words because they got quieter. The words and the music together really made her nerves jump. When she could discern no more lyrics, she hopped into the shower and lathered up her body. Abusing the showerhead was not appealing right now. Making herself orgasm before the actual fact seemed like cheating. So she finished her shower quickly.

  She wrapped herself in a large, fluffy bath sheet and went into the spa room. The daybed seemed out of place in the room, but she lay down and relaxed on the comfortable mattress. She could feel her vaginal muscles pulling tightly, the promise of sexual satisfaction making her body prepare itself in anticipation. She must have dozed a 18

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  bit, and she woke to the view of a naked male chest next to the bed.

  She smiled at Jon’s handsome face and let her eyes travel over his muscled chest and arms.

  Hmm, now this was worth all the trouble of preparing for. She especially liked the nipple jewelry in a gold-and-black color. Leaning toward his chest, she could see the little crossbones, unusual without the normal skull accompanying the pirate logo. But she liked it. The dark line of hair starting between his pecs and then trailing down into his sweats made her mouth water just imagining her lips following that trail. He stood quietly, letting her check out the goods.

  Jon joined her on the bed and made love to her mouth. There was simply no other way for Dizzy to describe it. He licked her lips and traced their outer rim with his tongue. Then he sucked her bottom lip and then the top. He speared his tongue into the seam between them and licked his way on a tour of her mouth. His agile tongue even caressed her gums and cheeks. Who knew that would make her pussy cry foul? It wanted all that tender attention for itself and gushed its juice to prove it. He finally gave up the cavern of her mouth. “I hate to leave your beautiful mouth, but there is more for me to explore, and I can hardly wait to bury my cock deep inside everywhere I can find to put it.”

  He sat up and pulled her to the side of the bed, stood her up, and led her to what she thought was a massage table. The closer she got the more certain she was that this was a physician’s examining table.

  She sat as he directed her to, and he fastened leather cuffs on her wrists. Laying her down, he kissed her again and pulled her arms above her head and fastened the cuffs to the head of the table. Telling her to remain still for a minute, he left her and came back with a beautiful chain between his hands. His lips sucked and kissed her nipples like a man starved. Then he bit her. She yelped. “I told you how I am, cupcake, so you still coming along for the ride? Because I love these beauties. I want to suck them like a starving baby and fuck them like I plan on fucking your wet pussy.”

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  Dizzy nodded her head. She did not have to tell him she kind of liked the pinch of his teeth on her nipple. The way she was moaning, the neighbors would know how much she liked it if they could hear her. He was smiling confidently as he bent to kiss her again.

  Rewarding her compliance, he licked his way down her stomach and played with her belly button, giving her tummy a wet kiss before he straightened. “Now we really play.” He told her to spread her legs and she did not spread them far enough to his liking, so he brought her leg up into the attached stirrup and cuffed her ankle and just below her knee to the stirrup. “We are going to get you all open for me to play.”

  His fingertip ran down her thigh and across her hairless pussy to the other leg and treated it the same way. When her legs were secured, he placed a spacer bar between the stirrups to force her wider. The strain on her thighs was almost painful. “I need you as open as I can get you, my sweet. You will love what I am going to do, and don’t hold back, I want to hear everything you have to say while we play.”

  He gazed on her spread cunt and in the position she was in, he could see the very small puckered entrance to her generous ass, and then murmured, “I am going to love this.” Jon looked through several items in his toy collection before deciding which ones he wanted to use to enhance their pleasure. He dropped th
e items on a small rolling cart at the foot of the table and came to her side, leaning down to kiss and tease her nipples, plumping her entire breast, bringing it to his mouth for his kiss. He picked up the small golden chain that he had a few minutes ago. His fingers and mouth tormented her nipples until they were hard and sensitive. Then he warned her, “Just a pinch,” as he clipped a small, toothy alligator clip on each nipple. Her gasp of surprise mingled with a short yelp of pain, and still she felt more excitement. The chain was heavy enough to fall between her breasts, and she felt the tug on her nipples. He stared at her double Ds and did not resist the urge to give them loving licks.

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  and then back up the inside of her thighs toward her sopping cunt. “I know a sexual woman like you has fantasies.” He leaned in and kissed her, lightly rubbing her nipples with the tip of his finger, making her shiver a bit. “I can give you anything your little body wants. Tell me.

  If you make me guess I will be disappointed in you, Dizzy.” He straightened from her lips and stood next to her head. “I can keep you tied here for hours as I decide what to do with you. Or I can spank this beautiful ass with a number of items guaranteed to make you squirm, and possibly you might like it. Personally my hand is just itching to spank that sweet ass of yours. Tell me, would you like a good flogging? I could just jump on you and fuck you until I come and not care for your pleasure. I could sink my cock into your unprepared ass and enjoy myself immensely. Or I could hang you from that hook with your hands and feet tied and whip you with my horsewhip or find a number of other things to do to you. You need to tell me what you want, Dizzy.”

  Jon’s hand found her bare labia, and one finger drilled between them. Her juice slid out of the folds and saturated his knuckles, and she could feel the slow trickle of fluid at her little asshole. “Shall I show you some of the things I want to do to this wonderful body?” He was petting her pussy one moment, and without warning, he was slapping her pussy the next. Then he licked the cream running from her cunt. He pulled the lips away from her cunt and squeezed them then let them go and slapped her pussy again. She squealed and tried to form the words to tell him what she fantasized about. He smiled at her. “Ah, look at that, I can see the juice overflowing your hole. Do you have any idea how sexy that is? Ready to tell me yet?”

  Dizzy was more than ready to tell him whatever he wanted to know. “I am a sex slave to a dominant man who takes me, ties me up, and takes me wherever he wants, however he wants, and uses me for his desires.” Her eyes were a bit glazed from anticipation and desire.

  “I want a man to make me feel like a woman he desires more than his next breath. He needs to know if I say no that sometimes it means yes.

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  And he has to be able to tell the difference. I want a man that knows how to share pleasure with me, to be as generous to me as I am to him during sex.”

  Her confession was worth the big smile on his face. He nodded his head and said, “Thank you,” then put a blindfold over her head and used the Velcro tape to tighten it so she could see nothing.

  She lay there wondering what he would do. He had looked like she had given him his Christmas present early when she confessed to needing a dominant male who knew what he wanted, and hopefully she had not misplaced her trust in him. She shivered when she felt something light trail over her thighs. She yelped when her bared ass and cunt were whipped with several strands of leather. She knew it was leather by the smell of the hide swishing over her breasts when he lightly whipped the trails of leather over the topside of them. Her pussy loved the slight sting of leather caressing her body. He whipped her ass with the flogger, and her thighs got a taste of the stimulation, too. She lifted her butt off the table because she had no other way to move, and her body demanded she do something. When she did that she received a harder slap on her ass. “Tonight, this body is mine.

  You will do what I tell you to do, and I will enjoy playing with my new toy.”

  His hand came down on her stomach to hold her still, and the flogger stopped trailing over her body. Fingers slid up and down her slit and pulled the labia apart. He blew on her drenched clit, then pulled the hood back that was hiding her clit so he could tease and torment the tiny muscle. She moaned when he touched the unprotected slip of oversensitized flesh.

  Two large fingers delved into her pussy and finger-fucked her for a few more minutes. She wanted to see his eyes and hands, but that was the purpose of the blindfold, to make her other senses come to life. “Do you like this? I like the sight of your pussy dripping juice all over my hand as I finger-fuck you, Dizzy. I think you will really like this, too.” His wet finger went directly to her rear hole, pushing just a 22

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  bit and staying to put more pressure on the rosette marking the entrance to her tight ass. When she jumped at the feeling of his finger at a hole that had never been invaded by anything before, he told her to calm down. “Ahh, yes, I will be fucking this hole, too, so we might as well get you used to the sensation of being filled here, too, don’t you think?”

  “I have never,” she gasped for breath, “never had a man there before.” The pressure of his fingers at her opening made her stiffen up and clench her ass cheeks. She was excited at the thought of him invading her tiny, tight hole with his hard cock but had reservations about whether it would fit without ripping her in two. She knew women that loved being fucked in the ass, and some of them insisted their lovers only use the tip of their cocks instead of total deep penetration. One of her friends told her that she loved it deep and hard. She loved feeling the stretch and fullness of a long, hard cock in her ass. But her lover had a long, thin cock. From what little Dizzy felt of Jon’s rod, it would probably be very painful the first time or so.

  His finger pushed through her sphincter and with the amount of pressure it took, he slid in to the second knuckle. She squeaked a little, and her legs trembled. She felt a cold liquid being applied to his finger in her ass, and he worked it back and forth a little bit to push some of the lube into her hole before telling her to take a breath and push. He added another finger and started finger-fucking her tight little hole. “I can see I will have to prepare you well in this tight little spot before I can enjoy the feel of your body clamping down on my cock back here.” His fingers tried to widen her, but she was so afraid that what he planned was going to hurt that she kept her ass muscles clenched and he was making no progress. His fingers withdrew and she relaxed, thinking he must have given up for now.

  She felt her legs being loosened from the stirrups, and then he rubbed her thighs and calves. The next thing she knew she was flipped on her tummy with her butt hanging over the foot of the table, Dizzy’s Story

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  and her legs were being spread as wide as they would go then he patted her on the ass.

  “There, now we can get to the good stuff easier this way.” He slapped her left cheek and then slapped the right cheek. She screeched and pulled at the cuffs holding her wrists. “I warned you that I like it rough, and I gave you all the time in the world to change your mind.”

  His hand kept smacking her generous ass cheeks, and the sting was not as bad now. She started feeling squishy in her pussy, and her vagina kept contracting. She could get used to this. She wiggled her ass, experimenting with the feelings that caused her to leak cream down her thighs. When his hands grasped each globe of her ass and massaged them then juggled them up and down, it burned the skin under his hands a little, but the feeling of this ass massage was wonderful. She sighed in bliss.

  Dizzy was in the land of happy. His ministrations to her cheeks felt so wonderful she totally relaxed and enjoyed the attention. “That feels so good.” His thumbs separated the crack and continued to rub the right cheek. When the cold rubbery tip of the anal plug started penet
rating her asshole, she was too relaxed to put up much of a protest. As Jon pushed more and more into the depths of her little tight opening, she felt the stretching and burn. His assault did not stop when she whimpered. He worked it in and out, slowly fucking her hole and sending the plug deeper with each return. She screamed when he seated the plug and laid a few more smacks on her red cheeks.

  “Now let’s see how my new pussy likes what we have done so far.” His fingers slid into her cunt, and his mouth latched onto her clit without warning. His tongue pulled the top of her clit to his lips for sucking and biting. He lapped up her juices and nibbled the lips of her pussy, and his lips wandered to the creases of her thighs and over her red cheeks. His fingers still plowed through her cunt as she came unglued in an orgasm, so strong that she made a low, strained cry.

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  “Do you want anything, my dear? Hmmm.” Jon was kissing his way up her back and licked at her neck between her jaw and collarbone. His fingers, no longer buried in her dripping pussy, were busy stroking her body. She felt his cock at the entrance of her pussy, and she shifted her ass back and up to try to capture his cock. “No, my dear, you have to ask.” His hands left her body, and she missed the warmth of his body over her back.

  “Please, please.” Her butt wiggled as she begged him for his cock.

  “Please fuck me…I want your hard cock in my wet cunt. Please!”

  Jon rewarded her with the entrance of his hard cock. He worked his cock into her soaked channel, and Dizzy felt a bit disappointed in his lack of size. She was expecting to be filled and stretched, but this expectation would not be filled with what she was feeling right now.

  Oh, well, she thought, at least I have had an orgasm myself. So she proceeded to try to make him feel like he was pleasing her and refused to let his lack of size deter her from giving them both a happy ending to this night. She made her hips move and flexed her butt cheeks, clamping the muscles in her pussy down on his cock each time he went as deep as he could.