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NataliaI fucking hated swallowing cum but I'd do it for him, my Master. It stuck to the back of my throat and I wished for a glass of water to wash it down. I wanted to please him so I said nothing. I was so fucking happy that I was able to make him lose control like that. I pushed aside my discomfort as he pulled me back onto his lap, his dick soft now and still out of his jeans. I didn't have any other dicks to compare it to but his was beautiful. The piercing winked at me, still wet from my mouth. I had thought I would feel discomrt from it but it was smooth and cool. I learned to keep it off my teeth tonight, remembering the feeling of it bumping against my throat. It was so fucking hot. I wondered what it would be like inside me. The ache between my legs reminded me of the emptiness I felt. I wanted him to fill it, desperately.Daniel settled me on his lap and started rubbing my back. His hands went under my shirt and I arched into him. I loved his hands on my body. A soft moan
DanielI woke up early and went to get the paper. I wanted to keep an eye on any developments with Michael Campo and the body in the marsh. I never mentioned to Natalia that I thought it was strange that he had disappeared and a body appeared at the same time. But the headline confirmed it. Body in marsh identified, it read. Top story, above the fold. Michael Campo was dead. Murdered. No suspects.Well, I could think of two suspects, but Natalia hadn't left my side since the first day she came to the club and she had only arrived the day before, probably staying at her sister's, though I had never confirmed it because it hadn't mattered. Then there was Quinn, but she had been in the hospital all that time.Who else might have wanted him dead? He was obviously an asshat of a Dom but did someone else think so too? The article was low on facts, just going over what the first article had said about a early morning fisherman finding him floating. Natalia's only other family was her mom who
NataliaI finally broke down and called my mom. We had come straight to his workplace but Daniel had gone to an office next door for some paperwork or something and I decided to finally tell her. I had called to check on Quinn earlier but you know all that patient privilege stuff they didn't tell me much. I asked the doctor if there was any chance she might choose to stay longer voluntarily. He just indicated it had been talked about but no decisions had been made. They would let her know I called.When my mom answered, she was in a tizzy. She just found out I hadn't been to work in a few days because she had stopped at the store where I had worked. Next, she had gone to my apartment but someone else was already living there. I got an earful of complaints before I got a word in edgewise."Mom!" I interrupted her. Daniel had come in at that moment and looked at me quizzesically. I had never used that tone with him and I didn't expect to as long as I was a slave.I sighed and softened my
NataliaI stepped into Master's VIP room, or dungeon, as he called it, for the second time since I'd agreed to be his slave. I looked around and noticed things I hadn't before. First off, everything was black. The walls, the cabinets, the bed, the sheets, even the chair in the corner. There was a black curtain hanging on one wall. I realized that it must be covering a window. I shivered as I thought about Master's question. Did I want people watching while I was at my Dom's mercy? It was one thing to be strapped to a wall, but the sex act itself? The Dom in that room had been fully dressed as if he had no intention of even fucking her. What did he get out of it then? There were so many nuisances to BDSM and I felt that I hadn't even learned half of them."Nadu position." Master said, voice commanding. I remembered this from that first day. So much has happened since then. I got on my knees, ass on my feet and legs spread, hands down on my thighs, head down and I waited. I was in the re
DanielI am in Dom space now. I had to be to do what was necessary, to play this next part. I had my possession right where I needed her and I was going to use her. I wasted no time unzipping my pants and pulling out my hard, pierced cock. I grabbed the back of her head, pulling her hair as I moved my slave, (mine!) forward until the tip of my dick hovered near her mouth."Beg me for it." Oh, fuck, yes, I was so ready for her to please me."Master, please put your cock in my mouth. Gag me, use me. Come down my throat, " She begged so prettily.I tapped my piercing against her full lips. She opened wide for me, then I shoved myself all the way in with no resistance. The heavy ring banged against the back of her throat."Take it all. I want to feel the back of your throat with every stroke," My other hand reached between us and I rubbed her pussy lips, but it would receive no pleasure from me, not now, not yet."Fuck, Slave. So wet and dripping." I reached further back and pressed again
NataliaI woke up with my alarm clock the next morning in Daniels' bed like I have for the last few days. He had dressed me in my robe and brought me back to the apartment late last night. I groaned as I rolled over to turn off the alarm. I was so, so, sore pretty much...everywhere. My shoulders and thighs ached. I blushed, even though I was alone, when I thought about the soreness in another intimate place. I hopped up quickly when I thought of that and had to go sit on the toilet for a little while. The discomfort had been well worth it though, for both of us it seemed, a small smile graced my lips. I only had one virginity left.As I showered, I replayed the evening. Master cuffing me, securing me to that device and the caning. That shit hurt but also turned me on like nothing else ever had. His bites. I rubbed my shoulders. I could feel the bruised skin there. I pressed on the spot and my nipples hardened. Yep, I liked all of that. I felt the welts left from the cane. Remembered t
This story may be triggering for some. It does have bad language, dark sexual themes and scenes in a bdsm club. Please beware. Brandt"Boss, I've got a young lady out here that says there is an emergency and she needs to get her mother from inside the club.” I heard this in my earpiece. It’s Wednesday night and well, never a dull moment in a BDSM club, no matter what night it is. “Let her into the lobby. I’ll be right out.” I answered the bouncer. My security office is just steps away from the lobby. I strode out in time to see a beautiful young girl walk in. I watched, as if in slow motion, as she made her way to the customer service area. She flung her hair over her shoulder in a very feminine way. Was she flirting or trying to be a tease, as most of the women that came here acted? I wasn't sure. Sex appeal oozed out of her but she almost seemed oblivious.I could tell she was just my type although a little younger than I usually like. She was dressed simply in jeans and a t-shir
HoneyWhen I woke up this morning, it was just a normal day. Take a shower, eat breakfast, go to school. I helped mom get Brody ready and I dropped him on my way. He doesn’t need much help, he’s nine. He didn’t ride the bus because of the special project he took to school today. Mom went the opposite direction to her job. Simple and ordinary. No weird BDSM club on the horizon, oh wait, yes there was, I just didn’t know it yet.When I got out of school, I went to my job. Brody would have taken the bus home from school and Mom would be home around five when she gets off work. She would make dinner. I get home around 8 and Mom has her date night with Moe. Brody goes to sleep. See? A well-oiled machine.Only instead of getting ready for bed like I asked, Brody decided to jump off his top bunk bed pretending to be some super hero. His screams made my heart nearly leap out of my chest. I ran into his bedroom to find him writhing on the floor holding his arm. It was bad. A bone broke through