The Adam & Eve Trilogy Page 11
“My breasts are his.”
“My breasts are his.”
“To be fondled and suckled.”
“To be fondled and suckled.”
“My ass is his.”
“My ass is his.”
“To be slapped and entered.”
“To be slapped and entered.”
“My mouth is his.”
“My mouth is his.”
“To suck and to swallow.”
“To suck and to swallow.”
“My pussy is his.”
“My pussy is his.”
“To be licked and ravaged.”
“To be licked and ravaged.”
“From this day forward.”
“From this day forward.”
“Until 2 days hence.”
“Until 2 days hence.”
“And what you and I have joined together.”
“And what you and I have joined together.”
“Let no man tear asunder.”
“Let no man tear asunder.”
“I now pronounce us dom and sub. I may kiss the bride.”
When Stephen gave Laura a long open mouthed kiss with his tongue, she felt a deep pleasurable release within her, unlike anything she ever experienced, her hips twitching and moving uncontrollably over Stephen’s fingers which he had driven deeply into her womb.
Stephen made me come so hard… Harder than with Phillipe…
Laura felt dizzy, sweaty and out of breath. A strong musky odor of her sex filled the hotel room. When her hips slowed down and her breathing calmed, Stephen pulled his slick hand out, dotted with little white particles of her effluence. He kissed her once more delicately on her lips.
“Our ceremony is complete. You are my sub now, Laura. When you catch your breath, bend down just so, never breaking eye contact with me, pick up and dispose of your former life’s shorn undergarments, then come back to bed and allow me to dress you in your new clothes. Rather than hiding your body in shame, from now on it will be displayed only in the sexiest lingerie.”
Stephen watched his new sub bend over and pick up the clothes, admiring how her full breasts swayed and the curves of her cheeks tightened as she moved her slender body across the room.
I am his now. I am his sub. I’ll only wear the clothes he chooses for me to wear…
She felt entirely possessed by him. She wanted to please him in every way and was excited do his bidding, no matter how audacious the request. After disposing of the bra and panties, Laura sat back down on the bed with her back arched and breasts out. Stephen first slid up each leg a pair of thigh-high white sheer stockings and then slipped over her head a very sexy silk baby doll camisole with a completely see through bust and thin delicate shoulder straps. He placed shiny black leather high heels upon her feet, painted her eyelids with a light blue eye shadow and outlined her mouth with bright red lipstick. She looked at herself in the mirror and the transformation was amazing. She never felt so pretty and sexy before. It made her happy to give free reign, at least for two days in her life, to this sensual woman inside her that she never knew existed.
“Now lay back on the bed, you beautiful creature, lift your legs over your head, holding on to your heels, so I can shave you. Please don’t worry, Laura. Several of the girls at the Club have asked me to do this for them, so I’ve had a lot of practice.”
Her heart started beating rapidly. Laura was nervous and excited as she spread and lifted her legs over her head. Stephen rubbed a cool shaving lotion under her navel and down inside the lips of her sex, as well as on her inner thighs and backside.
He’s done this to other women, many other women at the club.
He used the sharp razor expertly. Laura relaxed as Stephen shaved away her light blonde curling hairs, never coming close to nicking her. He worked his way from front to back. He rubbed off the excess cream with the tip of a dampened towel and afterwards massaged her vagina and surrounding skin with a cooling oil. Then, without warning, he gripped his hands firmly on the back of her thighs, tilted her back further and slid his wet tongue from the small of her back, through the cleavage of her firm cheeks and into her opening over and over again, lapping at her vigorously. He buried his tongue as far into her opening as he could reach and thrust it in and out, over and over, using his hands to stretch her cheeks as wide as he could to help him dive in deeper and deeper with his tongue. Laura was again at his mercy, loving how he worshipped such an intimate spot with his mouth, tenderly licking and kissing and tonguing her where no one else had touched or kissed her before. She felt deliciously wet inside. He continued sliding his tongue higher, burying his entire face in her open sex. He sucked with passion and fierceness on her lips and clitoris, biting down gently on her most sensitive spots. Moaning, Laura wrapped her legs and crossed her ankles around Stephen’s back, rubbing her sex over and over into his greedy mouth. He kept sucking on her slick lips until Laura experienced her second deep release, her sex gyrating into his open lips. Stephen grabbed her tightly around her hips and wouldn’t let go until she released her juices directly into his mouth. When the spasms calmed, they fell backwards onto the bed, both Dom and sub breathing deeply. Stephen’s chin and mouth was covered with the white thick residue of Laura’s orgasm.
Phillipe just uses me for sex. Stephen cares for my pleasure.
“God, I love kissing you there,” Stephen said, exhaling.
“Oh, Stephen, again, that was amazing, I’ve never felt anything like that… twice. You’ll spoil me for anyone else.”
“That’s my evil plan. And the night is young; your training has only just begun.”
Stephen finished dressing Laura by sliding a tiny G-string up her legs that barely covered her vagina and left her cheeks completely exposed.
“Excuse me, Stephen. All this attention you’ve given me down there has made me need to tinkle. I’ll be right back.”
Laura walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. It was the most luxurious hotel bathroom she had ever been in. Everything looked brand new from the marble countertops to the expensive brass fixtures. The toilet in the Sheraton had its own interior large glass door for additional privacy. As she lowered her G-string and sat down, she heard the outer bathroom door open.
“Oh, I’m not finished yet,” Laura called out.
The inner glass door to the bathroom opened and Stephen appeared, leaning against the door, watching her with a steely gaze.
Maybe he wants to watch me pee…
She started to urinate and the only sound was the surprisingly loud tinkling of her water. She felt more exposed now, sitting on the toilet peeing, with her G-string at her feet, than when she was totally naked during her collaring ceremony. Laura patted herself with tissue, stood up, pulled her G-string back up, flushed and washed and dried her hands. Stephen didn’t take his eyes off her the whole time. She realized that although she felt embarrassed, she also liked being watched in this way, having her privacy invaded by the lurking glare of Stephen.
He owns me, even in this intimate place. He’s aroused, I need to relieve him.
Stephen held out his hand, led her out of the bathroom, sat down on the bed, and patted his legs, beckoning Laura to sit upon his lap. She sat down on his lap and immediately felt the hardness of his crotch through his clothes. Sitting on his erection nearly naked and exposed while he remained fully and properly clothed made her sex swell and the blood pulse through her thighs. She shifted her weight on his lap and realized to her shock she had, without her being consciously aware of it, repositioned herself so his erection was directly pressing on her opening. At that moment Laura knew she had a deep desire to feel him there, though she was afraid of the pain it would cause her. She savored the feeling of his tongue licking her over and over in that sensitive spot. The warm fulfilling sensations of his wet passionate tongue caused a deep feeling of satisfaction within her. She had never thought of her bottom as a particularly sexual place, although she knew all the disgusting
guys at 24 Hour Fitness stared at her there when she worked out on the Stairmaster. She remembered how her husband had once at the beginning of their marriage affectionately patted her there, calling it “her caboose”. She snapped at him irritably, telling him not to touch her there again, still fresh from the rebuke her husband had given her for trying to please him orally in bed. Now she felt an emptiness in her opening that longed to be filled. She would ask her husband to touch her there, anytime he wanted, when he returned from his trip. The wet fire of Stephen’s tongue seemed to have breathed life into that part of her body. Laura could not deny, however much she was afraid of it, that she longed to have Stephen fill her emptiness there. Stephen petted her breasts and her large nipples through the sheer fabric of her camisole in a relaxed and peaceful manner and Laura brought him closer to her by running her fingers through his hair. Finally Stephen spoke.
“How nice and easy it is to be holding you, Laura, on my lap like this. I wish we had the rest of our lives to be close like this. And you’re doing so well in your training. You really are. But your submissive connection to me must never be broken. If you could learn this most important and valuable lesson, you will enter into your submission to me completely. The bliss you’ll feel then, when this long suppressed part of you is fully accepted and integrated into your nature, the bliss you’ll feel then will be sublime, spiritually sublime.”
“But I don’t understand? How was the connection between us broken?” Laura said, confused.
“Oh, don’t worry, Laura. You will learn this part easily. I know it will come naturally to you, once you know the basic rules in the Dom-sub relationship. The submissive’s desire to please, to pleasure and be pleasured by her master must be so overwhelming that the thought of closing a door between herself and her Dom would never occur to her. She would always allow her Dom easy access to her. The vision of you, embarrassed, ashamed, exposed in your nakedness while being forced to relieve yourself with my hungry eyes upon you, was so sexy, so intoxicating to me. Shutting the door between us deprives me of that pleasure.”
“I see.”
“Also, when engaged in the game and especially during our performance tomorrow, you must always ask the permission of your master for all things. Ask in a demure fashion, bowing your head slightly. By humbling yourself in this fashion, you cause the blood to rush into my shaft. Due to your sexy submission, you make me want to shower you in a fountain of my sperm. If you learn this little lesson, you will keep me and the audience tomorrow night, in a perpetual state of sexual excitement.”
“I will remember, for next time.”
“Sire.”
“I will remember for next time, Sire.”
“But unfortunately, you did break a cardinal rule of submission and, even though you weren’t aware of the rule, there must be consequences. Please stand up, remove your G-string and look me in the eyes.”
Laura obeyed.
“Good. Now lay down on my lap with arms outstretched over your head, wrists together, with your cute little shaved wet pussy positioned directly on top of my erection. You will receive three hard slaps as punishment. One for closing the inner bathroom door, one for closing the outer bathroom door and one for not asking permission to leave the presence of Your Lordship. Despite how hard the slaps are going to be or how much they may sting, you must count the slaps out loud after each one. If you lose count, we will have to start all over again. Would it please you to be punished by me, sub?
“My only desire is to please you, Master.”
With his left hand Stephen grabbed Laura by her wrists and pressed them firmly into the mattress and with his right hand gave her the first strong sharp slap on her bare cheeks. She exhaled out in surprise as her body buckled from the jolt. Her left cheek turned bright red and stung with prickling sensations. Stephen let go of her wrists, grabbed a handful of hair in his fist, holding it tightly and lifting her head slightly off the mattress. The sting was intense at first, but had already started to fade. It left Laura with a pleasant wetness in her vulva and she pushed herself into his erection, grinding her hips into his groin.
“One,” she said.
“Look at me please… Are you alright?” Stephen asked.
“Yes. It stings a little. But may I say, Sire?”
“Tell me…”
“I like being spanked by you, My Lord.”
“And I like slapping you my sweet obedient sub. Are you ready for another? It will hurt less if you relax.”
Laura gripped the edge of the bed with her fists, took a deep breath out, tried to relax her muscles, shut her eyes and nodded her head once. Keeping her head in the same position with a fistful of her yellow hair entangled between his fingers, he waited a long moment then slapped her as violently on her other cheek. Laura sighed out in a long moan, tears filled her eyes and slipped down her cheeks. Her scarlet ass was on fire with a stinging pain that faded quickly. Stephen rested his right hand on her cheek and tugged up on her hair with his left hand.
“Two,” Laura said, her voice breaking.
Stephen released her hair and with both hands tenderly turned her head around so she rested on her cheek. He slid his left hand underneath her throat, closed his eyes and held it there, feeling her soft and vulnerable neck, stroking his fingers up and down its contours, gently squeezing and petting it.
“Only one more and you’re done, Laura. Ready?”
Laura nodded and braced herself. While holding her throat, Stephen gave her the most violent slap. Her whole body seized as if given an electric shock. After a moment of allowing her to relax and recover and the sting to subside, he tugged up on her hair, lifting her head a few inches off the bed. Laura’s cheeks were wet, but Stephen could tell she had stopped crying. Laura responded as he hoped she would to the spanking. He could feel a dampness covering the crotch of his pants as Laura continued to rub her open and moist lips on the firm erection she felt under his clothes.
God, Stephen, I liked that.
“Three,” Laura said, breathing out.
Stephen relieved her sensitive cheeks by rubbing an aromatic oil into the reddened skin. She felt prickles of sensation throughout the skin of her hips and tingles running down the front and back of her legs all the way to her toes. The cooling oil had an immediate effect, soothing the sting. Soon the pain was completely gone and the pink color of her skin returned. All that remained was the intense pleasure of Stephen’s touch. Laura felt comfortable, giving herself over to Stephen’s skillful hands and fingers.
“Was it pleasurable to submit to your punishment, my sub?”
“I feel closer to you, Stephen, because you punished me. I feel very close to you now, Sire.”
“I feel so close to you too, Laura, my sweet beautiful sub. Now, let’s repeat a portion of our marriage vows. Repeat after me. My ass is his.”
“My ass is his.”
“To be slapped and entered.”
“To be slapped and entered.”
“You have allowed your ass to be slapped, would you now allow your ass to be entered, sub?”
“I would be my greatest pleasure. There’s a growing emptiness there that I know can only be filled by you, Master.”
“Then fill it I shall.”
Stephen laid Laura face down on the bed. He continued to massage her cheeks, but now used a lubricating gel, though cold at first it turned warm as he rubbed it into the back of her legs, inner thighs and hips. He rubbed his hands over her glistening skin, sliding the side of his hands over and over through the tight cleavage of her cheeks. When Stephen licked her once on the most delicate and sensitive spot, her back arched, offering herself to his tongue. He spread her cheeks wide with both hands and licked her directly on her opening, thrusting his wet tongue in and out of her. Her back arched further and she felt herself open to him, as Stephen slowly and tenderly slid the tip of his lubricated index finger in and out of her opening.
“Am I filling the emptiness you desire me to fill, mistress?�
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“You are, My Lord.”
Laura shut her eyes and swiveled her hips in rhythm to Stephen’s fingers, allowing them deeper access into her opening.
“Deeper, deeper, My Lord.”
“Yes, my sub.”
Stephen smiled with pleasure as he slid two of his lubricated fingertips in and out of her opening.
“I can’t express to you how wonderful this feels.”
“Your ass is opening for me.”
My ass is yours. I am yours.
“I can feel it opening for you.”
“Soon it will be more fully mine.”
“I want to give this secret part of myself to you.”
“I want it too, but we must go slowly. I don’t want to hurt you there, or make you sore on your first day.”
“Please try, My Lord. Come inside me.”
Unable to hold back any longer, Stephen slipped his clothes and shoes off, coated his erect shaft with gel and gently slid the head of his penis an inch in and out of her opening. As he entered her from behind, he linked two of his fingers under the collar around her neck and held her there.
“Does this fill the emptiness you feel, my sub?”
“Oh My Lord, yes. Oh my God…”
Stephen slipped into her tight opening a little further and the pressure became too intense for Laura.
“Oh God, God… It’s too much, please…”
“Say your safe word if you want me to stop, Laura.”
“Ohhh… Sleeping Beauty, Sleeping Beauty…”
Stephen pulled out, took her into his arms and kissed her passionately. After the kiss, Laura cast her eyes downward.
“I’m so sorry, My Lord.”
“About what?”
“I was unable to let you take me there.”
“Look at me in the eyes, sub… We have plenty of time. I’m in no rush. For your first time I think you did really well. It felt great being inside you there…”
“You are very nice to say so, Sir. I pray one day to allow you to go deeper.”
“We can try again later, Laura. I will take you there, a little more each time…”