Chained - Zara Novak Page 0,21

orders, presenting myself to him in a manner where he could see everything. He knelt down behind me and pulled out the plug. His fingers ran up my slick pussy and he rubbed them over my ass, coating me in my own juices.

“Seems you quite enjoyed that cock sucking, slave,” he said. “Maybe I will have to think up different punishments. I hadn’t expected my good little virgin to be such a desperate whore.”

He was just talking dirty, I knew that much, but the words really did make me feel naughty. I couldn’t explain how he had such an effect on me, and I felt stupid in a way that he did. The truth was however is that I liked the idea of being treated like a whore. I liked the idea of being his whore at least, even if I knew how fucking crazy this all was.

“Take a deep breath and relax slave. This will hurt.”

I braced as he put a hand on my ass. I then felt something wet and hard push up against my hole. The tight muscle clenched and quivered as he inched forward, forcing himself inside.

“Fuck—” I gasped.

“Breathe,” he ordered. “Relax.”

I did so, taking a couple of long calming breaths that seemed to relax me more than usual. Was he using his power to make me calm?

A slight pain filled me as I felt myself open around him, but with it there was an undercurrent of pleasure, like most of the punishments I had sustained so far. He couldn’t have been more than a few inches inside me, but I physically felt like I couldn’t take any more. He was so long and thick. Breath raced from my mouth and nose and my nails scraped over the stone.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Relax, slave,” he said. “This is as far as we will go tonight.” With the words he pulled his cock back and then pumped back and forth very slowly, teasing the space he had made with his cock. There was no way I could take the rest of him. He finally pulled his throbbing cock out of my ass and I let out a long sigh of both relief and disappointment.

“Thank you, master,” I said, not really sure why I was acting like a subservient little mouse.

“Your little virgin ass is too tight for my cock, but before long we will have you open and ready.” With the words he pushed the plug back in, and it felt much smaller now after taking a little of his cock. “My slave needs her daily seed, however. I know you want it in your pussy, being the little degenerate you are, but you are not getting rewarded so easily. Turn around, lie on your back. I will fuck your mouth and you will swallow my seed.”

“Yes, sir.”

I lay on my back, flinching at the cold stone underneath me, my legs straight and my arms at my sides. He moved around me in a way I hadn’t expected, kneeling so he was above my head and facing towards my toes. He moved over me, positioning his cock so it was just above my mouth.

“Open slave,” he ordered.

I did.

He moved his hips down, guiding his cock into my mouth. His crotch was directly over my face, his hands were on the floor either side of my stomach. He pulled his hips back and started fucking my mouth.

Hard.

Breath rushed from my nose as his cock slid in and out. He didn’t push so deep that he hit my throat, the thrusts were fast but shallow, only going to the halfway point that he knew I could handle.

I didn’t think it was possible to feel both degraded and aroused, but somehow, he had done it again. The idea of being used like this drove me wild for some reason. I longed to open my legs and have my own release, but he had been very clear about the rules.

Don’t touch yourself. No more orgasms.

I went to do it anyway, but he grabbed my hand and pinned it to the ground. He started fucking my mouth harder, his cock tensing and swelling with the speed. I realized he was coming. His breath went fast and deep, like a caveman after a kill.

With one final thrust he pushed all the way and buried his cock up to the hilt. He exploded in my mouth and throat, plumes of molten cum squirting into my throat like liquid fire. My hands moved of their own accord,