CURVACEOUS SEX SLAVE GOT HER HAIRY PUSSY SLAMMED BY A LONG DICK

CURVACEOUS SEX SLAVE WITH A HAIRY PUSSY GOT  SLAMMED TOO MANY BBC

Duration: 6 min

 

LILY’S LOVE FOR HER SEXUAL ENSLAVEMENT

 

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Luke smiled down at his weeping slave. His cock hardened as her tears flowed, and he fought the urge to take her then. ‘Soon’ He told himself. If it were not for the secure straps binding her to the table, she would have leaped from its surface at his first touch. His fingers stroked her gently running down the subtle curves of her sides as he took his position behind her.

“I am trying to be nice, Lily. I want your first time to be pleasant, but if you continue with your crying, I may not be able to make that happen. Do you know what Your tears do to me, slave?” His question came as his nails scraped gently upon her thighs tracing the outline of her bottom displayed so lewdly before him. “Stop crying, and I will make you more comfortable.” The command came gently, and after a moment only her soft sniffling filled the room.

“Good girl.” He praised her softly. His hands left her for a moment reaching for the smallest of the plugs he planned on starting her with. The cap flipped open with ease as he poured the cold lubricant upon its tip. Lily strained, twisting and pulling at her restraints to see what he was doing behind her, and found relief as the weight of the items he had just taken was placed back upon her. Luke roamed her body openly now and enjoyed the goosebumps that covered her as his hands made their way beneath the hem of her dress. Her whimpers turned to pleads as his fingers stroked the soft skin of her ass turning to kneads as her volume grew until she could not contain herself any longer.

“Please stop, Sir. Please!” Lily began begging but was cut short by Luke who was growing weary of her constant disregard of his rules. His long sigh was her first indication of his displeasure followed by the quick smack of his open palm upon her bottom. Her pleas were silenced, reduced to whimpers as she felt his firming grip upon her tighten.

“I recall telling you to stop crying, Lily, I do not recall…” Luke began harshly chastising her, then paused. Gently. At her pace. He reminded himself. “Please remember to ask permission before speaking so openly, Lily. You know it upsets me when you don’t. Now, what do you need to say, slave?” He asked, trying to convey his nurturing side in his tone as his temper calmed.

“I’m scared, Sir. Please don’t do this to me! Not like this! Please, Sir.” She pleaded as she fought the tears that threatened to fall. “I’ll do anything you say Sir. Just please don’t.” She begged of him hoping he would find mercy on her.

“How would You rather have me take You, slave? It is going to happen tonight, one way or another, and you know I can’t trust you not to run from me not even knowing the consequences. You have proven that to me twice now. Would You rather warm to my touch in my bed? On the couch over there? Tell me what would make you more comfortable, and I will consider it. Will you be a good girl for me if I take the restraints away?” His questions swarmed her mind as she fought to answer him.

She didn’t want to be taken at all, but the thought of the couch was preferable over being taken strapped down like an animal. Perhaps he would be kinder to her if she could do as Johnny Boy suggested. Just listen and obey. His words replayed in her mind as she nodded without thinking. Luke walked around her slowly taking a knee before her trembling face as he spoke.

“Words, Lily. Tell me what you need.” He ordered her softly as he took her face gently into his hands, wiping the loose hair from her eyes waiting for her reply. His patience grew thin as her tears flooded down once more, but no words. He was about to forget everything his brothers had told him when she finally spoke bringing relief to Luke as he smiled at her choice.

“Couch.” It was barely a whisper, but enough for Luke to make out the word.

“Alright, Lily. We can go to the couch, but first I need to see a little act of faith from you before I untie you. You have not done much in these past few days to earn any trust from me, but you can right now. I am going to give you a kiss, and I want you to show me how badly you want to be out of these cuffs. Do that, and I will release you to the couch where I will join you shortly. You don’t have to say anything. I know that is hard for you. Just show me that you want to be a good girl for me.” He finished simply, leaning forward to place his lips upon hers.

Lily froze. Too scared to open her lips, and more scared what would happen if she didn’t. She had to think quickly, as Luke released a frustrated sigh upon her cheek. She thought of Johnny Boy, and the thoughts of his gentle touch eased her mind enough to allow Luke access. He claimed her open lips eagerly. His tongue danced on her own as he pulled her face in closer, deepening the kiss between them. He tasted sweet, like fresh fruit, and the thought normally would have made her smile if it weren’t for the beast claiming her lips now. Just as she thought she could take no more, Luke surprised her, breaking from her kiss with a smile.

“Good girl. That earned you the couch and a special treat.” He exclaimed as he rose to loosen the straps on her back and thighs. The straps were released quickly to her delight, and she squirmed in the limited freedom it allowed her body. Her squirms brought a chuckle from Luke as he watched her wiggle to his amusement. “So adorable, slave, now I want you to hold still for this next part. Consider this another test of faith.” Luke took his time with the cuffs, running his fingertips slowly down each limb trailed by his soft kisses that made her cringe each time she felt his lips upon her. “When I release the last cuff from your wrist then you may walk to the couch and as a special treat, you may sit with me upon it. Do you understand what I have told you to do once I release your last cuff?” He asked her.

“Yes, Sir,” Lily replied. She was grateful to be released and took her time getting to the couch as Luke beat her to it, settling in comfortably upon the cushioned leather after storing the contents from her back below the couch out of her view. She knew he wanted her beside him but as she drew closer to the couch her strength diminished bringing her to sit on the opposing end from the threat that sat so near. He said nothing, at first, as she curled up trying to avert her eyes from his scrutinizing glare. The curl of his finger signaled his desire for her to move closer, but try as she may, her body made no effort to close the distance between them. She was trapped, and he would not wait forever.

“Come beside me, slave. I promise that it will be a much nicer night for you if you crawl to me right now. If I have to come over there, Lily, you will not like the outcome. He warned her keeping his tone calm. She was so stubborn, and at this rate taking her ass would take all night. He didn’t have the time or patience for that despite his best-laid plans.

What would the brothers do? Luke questioned himself as he tried to think of a way to bring her to his side without force. The bath! The memory sprung on him as the smile splayed across his lips. It had worked before, so why not now. He thought hopefully as he spoke again with renewed vigor. “Lily, I know it is hard for you to do as I am asking right now. So, remember the bath with us. Same principle. I will wait ten seconds, and if you don’t move then I am going to move beside you. We are going to do this in steps, and I will give you the opportunity each time to act first which will lead to a reward each time if you do, and a shorter time in this room. For every order you obey first, I will take fifteen minutes from our time in here. We were going to spend 3 hours total breaking you in tonight, so, that is a huge advantage for you if you decide to take it. For every time you fail to obey me, I am going to take another step towards claiming you tonight, my way. Your obedience will make this night much gentler than it will be if you fail me, slave. Just nod for me if you understand.” He ordered her gently. Her nod delighted him as he gave the first order.

“Let us begin. Come curl up beside me. This one is easy, slave.” He said extending his arm for her to join him in his welcoming embrace. He began his countdown losing patience as he neared the point he would have to take his own action. “5, 4, 3…” He paused at two, happy to see Lily unbaling from her position. Her movements were small, to say the least, but she was moving towards him none the less until she was beside him shaking as he wrapped his arm tenderly around her. “That’s a good girl.” He praised her as his lips claimed hers in a gentle kiss that she fought not to pull away from. He noticed her tension but ignored it as he ordered her next task.

“I am going to kiss you again, slave, and this time I am going to be touching you. I want you to touch me back. I don’t care where it is. My neck, chest, arms, face, or my cock if you dare. I just want to feel your hands on me, slave. You have ten seconds to obey.” He finished speaking quickly, as he claimed her lips fiercely. Once again, she didn’t disappoint him as her shaky hands made their way up to his chest trying to subtly push space between them to no avail. He held tightly to her deepening the kiss each time he felt the pressure upon his chest before he detached from their embrace, running his palm across her cheek in awe of her. Those eyes. He thought as desire washed over him in waves. She was still too tense for his liking. He thought to formulate a fresh attack.

He claimed her lips once more. Her tension was a rollercoaster as it eased into the kiss only to strain as his hands found the bare skin of her breast beneath her dress. Luke tried to vary his touches bringing his fingertips slowly down her arms, caressing the curves of her hips, and stroking her back as he brought his hands back to her face before they descended back down unzipping her dress as he went.

“Sir.” She exclaimed as her dress fell open in the back welcoming his roaming hands. Her mind was a spiral of fear, and desire as she registered the pleasant feelings he was bringing to her body against the fear she held for what she knew lay ahead in their evening.

“I want this dress off of you now, and I want you laying on your back for me.” He wasted no time in giving the next task. Seeing her hesitation, Luke finished his count sliding his hands beneath the hem to rip the dress from her in one swift motion. She shrieked with the sudden action and went to cover herself, but Luke had other ideas. He descended quickly pressing his weight against her as he laid her on her back below him. Within moments, her bra joined the dress upon the floor puddled a distance away. “Next. Offer me one part of yourself to kiss, lick, and drive you crazy. You have ten seconds to decide, my sweet slave.” He finished, kissing her neck down to her chest where he seized her nipple between his lips sucking it in as his tongue danced upon its tip.

Her soft moans mingled upon her shocked gasps were music to his ears as he continued his sensual assault upon her breasts waiting patiently for her offering. Her embarrassment was endearing to him as she looked to the side with a blushed face while pointing to the other breast. Luke happily obliged claiming the other side as he had the first. His teeth grazed the sensitive flesh, and a cry erupted from her lips as he twisted the other nipple until she rose from her back trying to alleviate the pressure upon her. He kissed her once more releasing his grip upon the tender flesh as he tenderly massaged her breasts working his way down to gauge her true arousal. He took his time running his fingertips over the thin fabric wettened by her pleasure. “So wet for me already. Good girl.” He exclaimed huskily, and his grin could not be contained as he took her lips once more working his fingers gently over her covered mound despite her wiggling protests. His slave was getting ready for him, whether she realized it or not. Her moans and silenced pleas filled his lips as his nails raked her body sending her into a mix of pleasure and pain he loved so much. He devoured her mouth until he could take no more, straining uncomfortably against the fabric of his own pants. He roamed her body moving lower and lower until his kisses trailed her stomach.

“Take off your underwear before I rip it from you, my slave.” He ordered as he knelt between her legs. His kisses turned to nips as he tasted the inside of her thighs breathing in her sweet aroma. “Now,” Luke growled, and Lily needed no other indicator of his desires in that moment. Her fingertips shook at the last piece of fabric covering her, and as hard as she tried willing herself, her hands could not move from their place upon her hips.

Lily watched Luke stand slowly, reaching his full height as he towered above her. Her hands quickly covered her chest as he smiled down with a look in his eyes she could not place. He didn’t look mad, but he was far from happy. She thought as he wasted no time stripping quickly before her revealing the largest cock she had ever seen which wasn’t saying much in her limited experience of comparing manhood. He crossed the room quickly grabbing things from the cabinet on the far wall out of her view, and her apprehension grew as she made out the sounds of bottles opening, and the familiar sound of squeezing the remnants of something out. Luke returned quickly tucking the mysterious items out of her view, and just below her before she could see what he had planned for her.

“Oh Lily, I had hoped those would be gone by now,” Luke said with a grin as he motioned to her underwear that still adorned her bottom. He reclaimed his position between her legs bringing them up quickly to settle her knees over his shoulders. Her shriek of surprise brought a laugh from his lips that both scared and confused Lily as she was held tightly at his mercy, and the thin fabric was ripped from her body without a second thought as his kisses trailed the inside of her thighs once more. Her lingering tears quickly subsided as Luke replaced her fears with something new.

“Please, Sir. I… Oh” Her pleas were cut short as his hot breath coated her sex causing a soft moan to slip from her lips as his tongue laced her outer lips. The sensation both thrilled and terrified her as she fought herself to make sense of everything happening. What was that? Her thoughts were short lived as Luke tightened his grip bringing his tongue to her clit for the first time. He wasted no time bringing her to edge as she squirmed within his grasp. Her pleasure mounted soaring higher and higher as an unfamiliar feeling settled inside her threatening to burst at any moment. She moaned openly now, unable to contain her squeals and inaudible pleas as he worked his tongue over her soft folds always returning to the sensitive nub that sent her spiraling up the ladder he forced her upon with every flick of his tongue.

“You may cum, slave.” His words barely registered in her mind as did the absence of his hand for a moment before her pleasure erupted mingled with the quick, searing pain of something foreign being forced up her virgin ass. Despite its painful intrusion, the small plug did nothing to take away from the orgasm he had given her as she rode the waves that rocked her body. He worked the small plug in and out of her bringing her waves of continued pleasure as his tongue worked upon her sensitive folds bringing her to the edge once more. “Beg me for my cock, slave.” He ordered her as he took hold of her clit bringing her closer to her release.

“It’s too big, Sir. You can’t…” Her response was not what he wanted to hear, and her disappointment was evident as he stopped, staring down at her with a look that told her she was in trouble for arguing. She whimpered her protest, earning her a sharp slap on her sensitive mound. Her cry made his cock twitch, and he struggled to not take her right then.

“Try again, slave.” He ordered as calmly as he could manage. “And this time try it without telling me, your Owner, what I can’t do with my property. Beg for me, slave, and I will be as gentle as I can be. Respond like that again, and I will tear you apart, little slave.” He warned her as his lips retook their place upon her, building her back up quickly despite the fear he placed in her now.

“Please, Sir.” She cried out as he dangled her on the edge of her release.

 

“Please fuck my ass, Sir!”

 

“Say it, slave. Say “Please fuck my ass, Sir!” Say it, and you get to cum.” He grinned as he watched her struggle to say the words that he knew would be her undoing. His thumb replaced his lips as he lowered her into position to take him.

“Please…” She paused unable to get the words from her lips until she felt his fingers inside of her stroking quickly to match the pace of his thumb upon her. She couldn’t hold on much longer as she forced herself to choose the less painful route offered to her. “Please fuck my…” Her scream rang out as he pulled the plug from her suddenly replacing it with his throbbing cock. Even with lube, the pain was unbearable, as he sat still inside her waiting for her to adjust. “Owww!” She howled in pain begging him for relief. “Please take it out! Please, Sir! It hurts so bad!” Her tears streamed down her face, as he leaned in close to kiss her gently licking away her tears as he kissed each cheek in his praise.

“Such a good girl. It won’t hurt in a moment, my sweet slave. Just trust me. Relax for me, and I will make it feel better.” He promised her as she cried out at his every movement. His fingers worked her gently as his lips took her breast softly bringing her back to the edge after a few minutes. Her moaning was his signal to move as he rocked slowly against her tight passage feeling her adjust to his girth as he brought her closer to the edge. “That’s it, Lily. Take my cock, and remember you are mine. You are my slave, and your body is mine to take as I please. Now, cum for me.” His order came just as he tipped her over the edge bringing her to another mind-blowing release as he unleashed upon her.

With her orgasm washing over her, Luke fucked her without restraint working his way towards his own release. Luke took great pleasure in watching the waves crash over his slave mingling with the pain of his cock thrusting wildly in and out of her. She was beautiful, with her raven curls dancing upon her, her eyes lighting up each time she felt a new sensation, the way she responded to his every touch, and she was now his in every way. The thought brought him to his own much-needed release as his pleasure poured out into his slave. His triumphant roar filled the space as he pumped his entire load within her with a final thrust for good measure. After he finished, Luke collapsed beside her, pulling her into his arms without resistance. He held her close and enjoyed the way she formed so perfectly to his frame as they drifted off to sleep.

“My good slave, wake up, Lily.” He whispered gently into her ear, kissing her softly upon her neck prying her slowly from her slumber. “It’s time to get you cleaned up. Then we can sleep, little one.” He added pulling the stray curls from her face. How are you feeling? He asked, and there was a genuine concern to his voice she had not heard before.

Lily

She awoke to Luke’s cradling arms, and the sound of his voice pulling her from her sleep. How was she feeling? The question struck her, as did the care in which he showed her now holding her gently against his strong frame. The searing pain she had experienced the night before was gone, reduced to a dull ache now as she stretched herself out on the couch. Johnny Boy had been right, and the thought brought a smile to her face. Just listen and obey. It had worked, and Luke had been far nicer than he had ever been before. She preferred this side to him, and would do her best to bring this side of him out in the future. Listen and obey. The words replayed in her head as her smile grew.

“Feeling tired, a bit achy, but good Sir. Thank you for asking.” Lily replied softly.

“You’re welcome, slave.” He replied smiling down at her. “It is time to get up, so I can wash you. I want you to get up, get a bottle of water out of the fridge over there, and you may walk to the door. Wait for me there.” His order was quick, and she was thankful for it as he left her side to clean up around the room.

She sat up suddenly feeling overly conscious of her naked state despite the intense exchange they had just shared. Lily did her best to cover herself as she made her way to the small fridge in the corner. The water tasted crisp as she swallowed it in gulps savoring the clean taste of the water that differed drastically from the well water she had been raised on from the farm. She looked around the room for a trash can and found it settled in the far corner beneath a cabinet that caught her eye. She threw the bottle away and turned her focus to the painting upon the wood surface.

She had never seen anything like it before, and the symbol fascinated her as she traced it with her fingertips trying to etch it into her memory. It looked like a ying-yang but with an additional spiral intertwined to make it flow with the rest. Pretty. She thought as she turned to make her way to the door knocking into Luke’s hard chest as she did. His stance brought her eyes up to his, and his smile wiped the fear from her immediately to her relief. Thankfully, He wasn’t mad, and as she studied his features she realized he was pretty when he smiled. The thought drifted as she returned the smile turning to point at the cabinet that had caught her interest.

“It is called a triskele, little one. It is the symbol of our lifestyle. I enjoy your curiosity, and I always welcome your questions when I permit them.” He paused watching her smile slowly fade as she realized her mistake. “I will tell you about it as we bathe, but this doesn’t look like the door I told You to wait for me. Does it?” He questioned Lily as she fidgeted before him knowing she was in trouble now as his smile faded forming into a thin line across his lips.

“I’m sorry Sir. I was throwing away the bottle, and it caught my eye. I didn’t mean to make You wait.” She apologized hoping he would go lightly on her.

“I understand that, slave. That is why you are only going to receive a light correction.” He answered her as his hands fell to her hips holding them tightly in anticipation of her struggle. “Turn around, bend over slightly for me, and put your hands against the wall.” He ordered her. Her tears fell afraid of what lay ahead for her, but despite her orders, she remained still in place covering herself from his gaze. He had expected her hesitation, and with a sigh, held her firmly helping her to position gently. “It’s going to be okay, slave. You will receive one swat for losing your focus from the task I gave you, and two for making me wait, Lily. You know I don’t like to be kept waiting. After that, you are forgiven. Are you ready, slave?” He asked her, taking his place at her side.

“No, Sir.” She answered honestly as her hands were placed against the wall by Luke. “I’m sorry.” She cried as he took his place beside her. His touch startled her causing her to nearly broke position as his hand came to rest on her lower back, stroking her softly as he waited for her tears to subside. He was not normally this patient but had promised the brothers that he would try for her sake. It had proven effective so far, and so he would continue as long as he saw the results he desired.

“I am going to administer your punishment now, slave. It is only 3 swats. You have taken far more than that before. You will be okay, slave. After this, we will go upstairs and take a nice hot bath together, so I can clean you up. You will count each swat, and ask me for the next. Understood?” He asked her as his hand stroked her bottom readying it for the oncoming strikes.

“Yes Sir.” The first strike landed on her left cheek causing her to cry out even though Luke was right, it was far from the hardest correction she had taken in her short time here. “One, Sir. Please may I have two?” The second landed on her right cheek matching the intensity of the first, and she was able to contain her cries for a moment. “Two, Sir. Please, may I have three?” She managed to say the words that had been so thoroughly trained into her days before in her time with the brothers together.

“Spread your legs further apart, slave, and brace yourself for your final swat,” Luke warned her as his hand crashed down upon her sensitive mound ending the punishment, and causing Lily to scream out at the unexpected pain upon her sensitive folds to Luke’s delight. “Good girl.” Luke praised her, wrapping her in his arms. His hands stroked her bottom softly running up to her mound as he stroked her softly causing a soft moan to escape her lips before he withdrew his fingers quickly. “You took that very well, Lily. Now, let us go upstairs so I can get you cleaned up. We have stalled long enough.” He smiled down at her and enjoyed her squeal as he lifted her into his arms with ease. “You don’t seem to be walking where I want you to very well today, so I guess I will just have to carry my little slave up to the tub.” He joked with her playfully as she wrapped her arms around his neck for support. This was what he had dreamed of, and he smiled happily upon his slave claiming her lips as he held her close. “Mine.” He growled, and the blush that crossed her cheeks was all he needed in that moment to bring his cock to attention twitching for release. Soon, he would have her again.

 

 

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