Behind Closed Doors
ADULT ORIENTATED EROTIC BDSM
The front door closed with a clunk. All four stood in the hall, the sexual tension was rife. Luke pulled a dog lead out of his pocket and clipped it to the D ring on the collar of the naked slave girl stood shivering next to him. "No clothes beyond this point" he said in a calm matter of fact voice, leading the slave away to a nearby room.
The two remaining in the hall looked at each other nervously. Until half an hour ago they were just work colleagues. Now they were in this hot, heady situation, knowing they could strip and follow the Master and slave girl or leave. She hardly hesitated and removed her trouser suit quickly. She didn't even pause to remove her underwear. She was proud and comfortable in her nudity, fully aware of her sexuality, this gave her an aura of power.
On the other hand, the guy was shifting around nervously. He blushed deep crimson as she undressed. He averted his eyes, gazing upwards at nothing much. "Hey" she said, her voice was soft and warm, "what gives?, something pulled you into that lift!". " I dunno" he mumbled, "seemed like a good idea at the time". She walked close to him, so she was a mere inch from him. Grabbing his cock through his dark grey slacks she levelled to him. "Turned you on didnt it", he nodded, "and now you think you want that", he nodded again, " you gonna come find out or gonna spend the rest of your life wondering". He looked pensive so she deftly unfastened his trousers and let them fall to the floor. He wore no undergarment and she gasped at the 8 inch member in its natural state dangling between his legs. Looking up at his face she whispered "big boy" and unbuttoned his shirt from bottom to top, pulling his tie off when she reached the top.
Suddenly he grabbed her wrists, holding them together easily with his large strong hands. Keeping them above her head he glanced her from head to toe, making her blush, she suddenly seemed more demur. He slid two fingers of his spare hand between her legs, rubbing her clit. She moaned softly.
He spun her round and bent her over the hall table roughly, she yelled as her warm breasts hit the cold marble. Kicking her legs apart he shoved his now hard enormous cock into her, plunging his full length straight in. "Oh my fuck!!" She yelled, "Shut up bitch" he spat, "I'll bring your hauty pretentious ass down a peg or two". "Yes" she barely whispered while he pounded her so hard she felt like she was being cut in two by the table. One strong hand on the back of her head was enough to immobilise her tiny frame. "I'm gonna cum" she cried. "No you aren't bitch, you cum when I tell you, understand". It was almost a roar and she visible quivered to the power of it. He pulled out, happy that she was on that precipice, knowing her pussy would throb until sated. He made a noose from his tie and fastened it around her neck, pulling her reluctantly to the next room. His erection was proud and strong and he walked with confidence while on the end of the tie she of so much confidence had become a meek little shrew. Behind the doors of the next room was the makings of their greatest journey yet.
Amaranth
14 March 2013
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