Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Chapter 1

I was born William Edward Kingson. My mother had been a maid in the Keep of king Henry. I was the bastard son he refused to acknowledge like several others. My mother ended up marrying the captain of his guards. He was the one that taught me how to use weapons and how to fight. I was fourteen when the king became ill. Captain Mambly arranged for me to work as a caravan guard leaving the kingdom.

For four years I traveled the world and learned many things. When I returned to Eustria it was to learn of my mother’s death. She had died not long after the captain who had died shortly after the king. The whole kingdom was changed. It was hard or impossible for people to leave and the nobles ran over everyone. The only real job I could find was as a bar breaker.

I knew better than to let my half brother know I was here, he would have me killed like he had the other three bastards. The captain had taught me many things and shown me things I never thought about. While the large city sprawled on both sides of the river, the nobles retreat and the king’s Keep was on the island in the middle of the river. There were two bridges to the retreat. They both had huge stone arches at each end of walkways.

What people did not know was that inside each arch was a small room with stairs. The second floor spanned the width of the road and had a narrow walk that allowed men to walk the length on the bridge from arch to arch. I had sold my horse a week after arriving, I could not afford a room and had remembered the gate houses. Everyone was very carefully around the river because of the river snakes. They were poisonous and came out during the day to sun themselves on the warm stones.

For almost a month I worked at the tavern and things got steadily worse. I was barely paying for enough food to keep me going. The conditions in the city only got worse for almost everyone. The only ones that had it easy were the nobles and their favorites, that also included the richer merchants. The night I was fired for breaking up a fight a young noble started was the start of something else.

I stood watching the dark house for a long time before finally crossing the street and moving down the alley beside it. I stopped halfway down and stood listening. I turned and used the cracks between the stones to start climbing. On the third floor I carefully pulled myself onto the narrow window ledge. I pulled a very thin dagger from an arm sheath and slipped it between the windows. I lifted and the inside latch came out of the lock.

I quietly opened the window and slipped inside closing the window behind me. I silently moved through the room and opened the door before slipping out. I made my way to the servants stairs and then went down. On the first floor I moved through the dark hallway to the study door. A moment with my dagger tip between the door and the frame was enough to unlock the door.

I slipped into the room and closed the door before pulling the tiny metal dark lantern from my belt. I opened one shutter as I moved towards the desk. I only glance at the other door with its large ornate lock. I sat and used the lantern to go through the desk. In a side drawer I found a couple of stacks of gold coins. I took them and the small bundle of candles. I took the ornate key from the top drawer and moved to the side door.

When I entered the room it was to see a few small chests. The first two chests held copper pennies or brass six pieces. The next chest held small bags, I opened one to find rare spices. I pulled them out to fill the small pack I was carrying. There were two chests left, the first held silver pieces and the second had gold. I hesitated and then lifted the chest of silver and poured it into the chest of gold coins.

I carried the heavy chest out and locked the door. I put the key back in the desk and went to the door to listen. I closed my lantern and quietly opened the door and moved the chest into the hall before closing it. I made my way back to the window I came in and set the chest down. I unwrapped the cord from around my waist and tied it to the chest and leaned out to lower it.

I wrapped a piece of twine around the latch and looped one end under and the other over the window. I slipped out onto the sill and closed the window before pulling the twine that went under the edge of the window. The latch closed and the twine slowly went through at the top of the window and then came out the bottom. I slowly made my way down and lifted the heavy chest.

I carefully made my way through the alley. I waited and listened before crossing the main street and slipping into the dark alley on the other side. It was to dangerous to move through the dark here. I carefully opened a shutter on the lantern and moved slowly down the alley. I turned right between two buildings and squeezed through until I was on the lip of the river.

I moved back to the right watching my steps and looking for snakes. I came to the darkly tarnish door and shifted to pull the old key from my sash. The heavy door opened silently and I slipped in before setting the chest down and closing the door behind me. I opened the shutter on the lantern wider and looked around before slowly moving the two locking bars into place in the door.

I lifted the chest and crossed to the spiraling stairs and headed up to the next floor. I walked to the narrow table and gratefully set the chest down. I removed the lantern from my belt and set it on the table too. I pulled the pack off and removed the bundle of candles before lighting one from the lantern. I set it in an empty glass globe and stripped before crossing to set the pack on another narrow table beside a small iron stove. I removed the pouches of spices and tossed the empty pack aside.

The room was twelve feet wide and twenty feet long. My sword and bow were on a shelf near the other end of the room and below them was the rolled cloth that held my chain shirt. I used a basin of water to wash my face and hands before putting out the candle and lantern. I slipped into bed and relaxed before falling asleep.

I woke to the sounds of morning traffic crossing the bridge heading towards the retreat. I sat up and glanced at the chest before climbing out of bed. I poured the dirty water into the drain hole in the side wall. I dressed and went to the chest before filling my belt pouch with silver pieces. I slipped out and locked the door behind me before carefully moving along the river chasing a couple of smaller snakes into the water.

I moved through the city until I reached the farmers market. I opened my pouch and pulled out a single piece of silver. I started across and stopped when I saw the small group of homeless huddled together at the edge of the market. I sighed and turned to head for them, I stopped in front of them and gestured to the sausage roll vendor, “Follow me and I will make sure everyone gets fed.”

I turned as they hesitated and started walking toward the vendor. It took awhile and I had to pay before he started handing out sausage rolls. Everyone got two and I left with three less silvers but feeling a lot better. Everyone heard about the merchant being robbed before the city even started getting busy. I bought a few small spice pouches while listening to the rumors. I had an idea about food and after spending the day walking around I headed towards the river. I picked a spot that was not to far from the city commons.

I found several large snakes on the cobbles of the street and it was not hard to catch them and remove the heads. I cut the heads off six inches behind the back of the head and gutted them and skinned them before walking to the common. There were several groups of homeless around and I headed towards one with a small fire going.

It was a family with two young boys and a little girl. I smiled as I knelt and reached for the stick the older boy held. I cut a chunk off one of the snakes and held the end out to him, “keep turning it until it cooks.”

He looked at his frightened mom and dad and I shrugged, “Their only poisonous if they bite you not if you eat them. You just have to be careful with the heads.”

It was not long before I had several groups cooking snake. I went back to the warm cobblestone street several times for more snakes. As the night closed in the people began moving further away from the river. I slipped away and went back to the bridge. I was already thinking ahead and laid back to relax and wait for it to get darker.

I quietly opened the bridge catwalk door and slipped out. I carried a small bladder of lamp oil as I moved across the bridge. On the retreat end I opened the catwalk door into the gatehouse and stepping in. I oiled the tarnished hinges before quietly moving down the stairs with just a sliver of light from the small dark lantern. I oiled the hinges and waited before slowly unlocking the outer door.

I used a couple of pieces of rag to cover the hinges as I opened the door. The faint squeal did not sound very loud but I waited and looked into the dark as I listened. From the other side of the arch I could hear the two guards talking and finally stepped out. I closed the door and locked it before using the shadows to move along the wall.

After a hundred paces I turned and walked into the night. I used mostly rear alleys that led behind estates of nobles. I stopped behind the large estate of Duke Fiestel and waited. I ignored the distant servants gate and jumped up to grab the top of the wall. I pulled myself up and glanced over before moving to lie along the top of the wall. I watched for a long while and then dropped off and moved silently towards the manor.

I moved to the left corner and used the larger stones for hand and foot holds. I climbed slowly, careful not to make a sound. On the second floor I moved to the right until my foot touched a window sill. I moved over more and then pushed the slightly open window. It pushed open more and I held still and listened to heavy breathing, I finally moved and slipped into the room. I glanced at the bed and the fat man sleeping there.

I quietly moved to the door and listened before opening it and slipping out. I moved to the servant stairs and went down. On the main floor I looked out before walking down to the study. I knelt and used a slim dagger to pry the lock open. I slipped into the room and went straight to the standing wardrobe. I pulled the small heavy chest out I knew held small gold bars and carried it to the desk before setting it down.

I walked around and knelt to pull the end drawer out. In the very back was the key I was looking for. I left the drawer open and stood. I crossed to the door and listened before opening it and silently moving to the door across the hall. The key opened the door and I cracked the dark lantern to see two chests instead of just the one I remembered.

The first held smaller coins of copper and brass and the second held both silver and gold. I could barely lift it but moved it out and then across into the study. I went back and brought the second chest into the study before I went back and locked the door before going into the study and closing the door. I crossed to the window and opened it before going to the desk and putting the key back where I found it. I lowered the small chest the few feet to the ground and then the bigger ones.

I used twine to close and latch the window before dropping to the ground. I hesitated and then lifted one chest to my shoulder and squatted to grab the smaller chest. Walking to the far wall was difficult since the two chests probably weighted close to two hundred stones. At the wall I squatted and lowered the smaller chest first and then the large one.

I went back for the other chest and carried it to the wall. I used the cord from around my waist to tie one chest and then climbed the wall and lifted it to the top. I slowly lowered it down on the other side and then dropped down beside it. I untied the cord and went back over the wall, one at a time I brought the two over.

When I finished, I carried the chest with coppers and brass to the corner where a large barrel of rain water stood. I slowly slipped the chest into the large barrel and went back to the other two. I lifted the large chest to my shoulder and then squatted to lift the smaller chest. I moved back the way I had come only much slower. When I reached the wall I could not hear anything from the bridge and moved slowly. I finally lowered the small chest and pulled out the key.

I unlocked the door and hesitantly opened it but this time it was quiet. I slipped in and set the chest down before going back for the other one. I carried it in and turned to quietly close the door and pushed the locking bars into place. I left the larger chest and crept up the stairs and out the catwalk door. Glancing down I saw the two guards sitting on crates and leaning against the wall.

After crossing to put the smaller chest in my room, I returned for the other heavier one. Once I had both chests in my room I stripped and washed before lying back in bed. Tomorrow would bring a lot of screaming and the city guards were going to run around looking at everyone and everything.

Chapter 2

I woke to the morning traffic and got up. I refilled my pouch with silver before looking around. I emptied the shelves on one side of the room and used them to climb to the ceiling. I pushed open a trapdoor and climbed up into the archer perch. I turned and pulled the heaviest chest up before sliding it into a corner. I did the same for the smaller chest and then the merchant’s chest. I closed the trapdoor as I climbed down and put everything back onto the shelves.

I grabbed a few small spice pouches and slipped out to make my way towards the marketplace. Like the morning before I gathered the homeless lingering around the market place and fed them. The city was alive with guards and everyone was talking about another robbery, this time in the retreat. At noon I bought a huge cauldron and a sack of vegetables before heading towards the city commons.

It almost seemed like they were waiting for me. A few of the older boys held the cleaned and skinned bodies of snakes. I got a young girl to start bringing water to fill the cauldron while setting it down and dumping the vegetables. Two women got a fire going for me while a couple of men made a tripod to hang it. One at a time I cut the snakes up and tossed them into the water.

The women gathered and started cutting the vegetables while I brought out the pouches of spice and set them out. It was not long before the aroma of the cooking filled the commons. I handed a young man a few silvers, “Take a couple of boys with you and buy a sack of rolls and another sack of vegetables.”

He hesitated and then nodded before slipping away with two younger versions of himself. The few guards that came through looked but ignored us. As the day wore on even more people appeared to be fed. An older woman and her husband stayed nearby. I spoke with them and found out they were turned out because they could not pay the king’s taxes.

That was the theme as I talked to others. When the cauldron emptied we refilled it and several young men were always hunting snakes as they lay out sunning. As evening slowly approached the large crowd slowly began to slip away. I had one young man hide the cauldron before leaving. I slipped into the gatehouse silently and lay back on my bed to relax.

I woke at the tolling of the midnight bell. I slipped out the catwalk and quietly crossed the bridge. The guards seemed more awake tonight as I slipped out the door and moved down the shadowy wall. I was back fifteen minutes later with the heavy water logged chest. After closing and locking the door I moved up the stairs and out the catwalk door. I carried the chest down to the first floor and set it on its side to drain.

I slipped out the door and used the small dark lantern to move away from the river. I stayed in the shadows and used alleys to move across the city. The large manor I was heading for stood against the outer wall. I entered using the side entrance and crossed the yard and tried the side door, it was locked. I moved to the trestle covered with ivy and slowly climbed up.

I climbed onto a second floor balcony and moved to the door. It opened smoothly and I crossed the room as the occupant continued to sleep. I moved through the house quietly until I came to the large door into the attached warehouse. I pulled a thin bladed knife and went to work on the ancient lock. A moment later it was unlocked and I opened it and slipped in.

I stood still and listened a long time before turning and heading towards the back. The office had a large oak drop bar with locks on both ends securing the door. The merchant had a bad habit of using old ancient locks. I pulled the small steel cheater bar I had taken from a fighter right after I had returned to the city. I slipped it inside the locking bar and twisted.

I dropped the lock and moved to the other one, a moment later I lifted the bar and carefully set it aside. I entered the large office and crossed to the other door. Inside the inner office I found the heavy money chest with its lock open. I set the lock on the desk before lifting the lid on the chest, I closed it and picked it up. I went back through the warehouse but left out the side door that had been locked.

I moved back across the city using the alleys. Inside the gatehouse I climbed up and moved everything off the shelves and lifted the chest up to the archers perch. I pushed the chest into a corner and went to bed. I woke early and climbed out of bed stretching. Today was laundry day and I stuffed my dirty clothes into a sack.

Downstairs I righted the chest of Copper and Brass coins before filling a large purse with them. I fed a small crowd at the sausage stand again and then headed to the cleaning lady that did my wash. After I dropped the dirty clothes off, I went back to the marketplace.

I bought tubers and other green vegetables as well as a large sack of bread. When I arrived at the commons they already had the cauldron over a small fire. During the day I listened to gossip that said the king was sending his militia into the street to patrol at night. The two merchants were practically begging their patrons for funds to continue their business. I heard about Baron Gregory offering to finance both merchants for sixty percent of their businesses.

It was a relaxed jovial commons with women and children moving around and men talking in small groups. I spoke with a few of the men about a carting business now that Merchant Harris was out of business. I gestured around at everyone, “We would have plenty of people willing to work.”

They looked at each other and finally nodded. I looked around, “Does anyone know of a large empty warehouse?”

A short grey breaded man grinned, “Yes.”

I smiled as I stood, “We need to find some carts and wagons.”

They nodded and turned to other men while I headed out of the commons. I used the back alleys and was careful when I slipped around by the river and into the gatehouse. I used a large pouch and filled it with a few gold pieces and a lot of silver. When I met the other men in the commons it seemed as if the air was alive with hope.

There were ten of us that walked through the streets to see the large warehouse. The moment I saw it I knew it was what we needed. It was outside the city gate against the wall, it had a huge dirt corral on the far side for horses and wagons and a tannery beside it I knew all about. We went back through the city to Magistrate’s Square. Since the warehouse had been abandoned I paid the city clerk one gold piece and two silver and it was ours.

Next were a few stops where I let different men bargain for carts or wagons. I gave the only two gold pieces left in the pouch to an old man that had once been a farmer. He left to find a few horses while we moved carts and wagons by hand through the city and out to the warehouse. We placed the carts inside leaving room between them and the wagons in a separate part of the corral.

We returned to the commons and everyone was talking. I made another stop on the way and set the full sack of hard bread down while one of the men that had been with me set a huge wheel of cheese beside it. There were a lot of chunks of snake being roasted over fires. We talked about sending someone out to different places to talk to people.

I knew that uydukent escort if Baron Gregory managed to back both the merchants it would be harder for these people to get started. I mentioned letting anyone that needed a place to sleep go to the warehouse. I left early and slipped through the streets and alleys. There were a lot more guards and Militia out as the afternoon slipped by. I slipped into the gatehouse unseen and went upstairs to lay back and rest.

I woke to the guards arguing below me about some of them sleeping while others watched. I moved to my clothes press and changed to darker clothing. I went through the catwalk door and silently crossed to the other side. The guards below were plain to see as they played dice together. I slipped out the door quietly and moved away into darkness. There were more patrols but it was easy to avoid them as I moved across to the area around by the other bridge.

Baron Gregory’s manor was larger than it should have been for his rank. I climbed the ten foot wall and carefully moved the glass on top before lying down. I watched as a single guard walked around the manor itself. I dropped to the ground after he turned the far corner and quickly moved to the manor. I used a wooden trellis to climb up to the second floor.

I vaulted over the rail onto a small balcony and knelt, waiting for the guard to come and go. Several minutes later I turned to the window doors and used a thin bladed dagger to pry the latch up. The door opened quietly and I silently entered. I could see the fat Baron snoring in his bed and moved across the room to the other door. I put my ear against the door and listened before opening it quietly.

I heard voices from downstairs as I moved down the hall to the servants stairs. I used the edge of each stair as I moved down to avoid making any noise. On the ground floor I slipped out and into the shadows in the hallway. I waited and several minutes later a guard walked in from the great room to check the study room door. He returned to the great room and I swiftly moved to the door.

The slim bladed dagger went between the door and the jam before I pushed it down and wiggled it. The door popped open and I pulled it open even more. I stepped into the darkness and closed it quietly behind me, making sure it locked. I pulled the dark lantern out and glanced around and moved to the strong room door.

The baron had taken a few precautions and there were two new locks on the door. I set the lantern beside me on a bookshelf and pulled out the two thick wires I carried. A traveler had shown me how to do this a couple of years before. I pushed the stiff wires I carried into the first lock and moved it around until I heard a click. The second piece of wire went in and I turned both.

The lock dropped open and I moved to the other lock. It took a little longer but it to finally opened. This was not a room so much as a thick walled closet. Inside were four chests, each one held a different type coin. I was able to put all the silver and gold together before moving the chest to the study window. I went back and poured as much of the copper coins into the chest with the bronze as I could. What was left was only a handful and those I put in my own pouch.

I carried the chest over beside the other one and closed the dark lantern. I pulled back the curtain slightly and looked out the window. I watched and waited until the guard went past and opened the window. I moved the two chests out onto the narrow stone patio and then closed the door. I hid the second chest between two bushes and picked the other chest up.

I moved out onto the lawn and stopped next to a bush by the wall. I set the chest down and waited for the guard. After he had come and gone I picked up the chest and moved to the wall. I knelt to tie a cord around the chest and then quickly climbed up the wall. I pulled the chest up and lowered it down the other side before the guard came back.

I untied the cord and went back over the wall for the other chest. That was the way I moved the chests, one at a time. When I closed the gatehouse door after carrying in the second chest, I set it down and lay down on the cool floor. When I was rested I moved the chest to the second floor and then across to my room. I carried the second chest in and used the cord to lift it to the archers perch. I filled two large pouches with copper and bronze coins before lifting that chest up as well.

I slept lightly and woke to shouting from below. I moved out of bed and went down to listen as guards and soldiers argued about someone sneaking across the bridge during the night. I went back up for my two pouches of coppers and bronze and then finished dressing before slipping out of the gatehouse. I had been thinking and knew I would not be able to stay at the bridge much longer.

I moved to the butcher shop and bought a hundred weight of sausage. Next was a visit to the baker for a huge sack of hard crusted bread rolls. I found all the homeless waiting in the market square and had help carrying everything to the commons. I sent three older boys to the edge of the city to buy wood and had a man bring a cart around to bring the wood to the commons.

I set everything down as people began gathering and prepared a fire. When I turned around for the sausage several women were already there. It was not long before the rumors started about Baron Gregory. Almost all the people had gone to my warehouse to sleep the night before and had been outside the city gates. I moved around talking and after breakfast a few men that had left returned saying this merchant or that farmer needed wagons or something moved.

I pulled an older woman away from a fire. She had been a scribe when she was younger, “You are going to be our bookkeeper.”

She looked at me and then grinned as life seemed to come back to her face. I gestured around us, “This is our company. When someone gets a contract they bring it to you.”

I looked at the men, “The old office in the warehouse needs cleaning. The whole warehouse needs cleaning for that matter. You know what it cost to do things in the city, if the merchants or noble will not pay it, than we do not move it.”

They looked at each other and then grinned and nodded. I gestured around us, “No more hanging around the commons, everyone goes to the warehouse. I want some of you to find me two large stoves. We need large rocks to make a fire pit and wood to build benches. Everyone else can go through the city announcing our business.”

They looked at each other and then moved away. It was not long before everyone was moving around excitedly and leaving. I caught a few older boys and fished a half dozen silver pieces out of my belt pouch, (turning it upside down to do it), “Go buy a hog and some potatoes and greens and bring it to the warehouse.”

They grinned and nodded before disappearing. I slipped away and went back to the gatehouse. I had to be very quiet as I climbed up and filled my pouch with silver. I packed everything I owned and slipped out. When I walked into the warehouse it was busy as women swept the floor and men brushed down the cobwebs from the walls. I set my things down inside the office and grabbed three older girls.

I led them to the ladder that went to the top of the office, “Go up the ladder and clean the top. You girls are going to be sleeping up there after I get someone to put up walls.”

They grinned and gave me quick bows before scrambling up the ladder. I found an old man that looked lost. I put my hand on his shoulder, “Do you know how to build walls?”

He nodded, “I do my lord.”

I shook my head, “Not lord, my name is William.”

I dropped a bunch of silver in his hand, “Grab some of these strong young lads and get some wood.”

I gestured to where the girls were cleaning, “I want walls around the edge so the young ladies can sleep up there safely.”

He looked and then nodded. I grinned, “I want you to teach these young boys how to do it so do not try it by yourself.”

The old man grinned, “I will make it happen.”

He turned and his arm reached out to grab a boy’s shoulder. It was a busy day but I still managed to listen to the gossip about the thefts that were plaguing the city. I do not know where they found the two large iron stoves. They were both dirty and had some rust so I knew no one had been using them. I set them up outside the office and got a few men to start on chimneys.

The stones for the fire pit were from fields and I had several girls and boys wash them. I had four men working to build the pit and another four building benches around it. The fire pit was beside the warehouse and almost against the city wall, making it a perfect heat reflector. All the time this was going on, men came and went hauling carts or wagons.

The fire pit was finished quickly and two women took it over as a new fire was built. They started to cook the waiting hog and other food appeared. The boy I had given money to grinned and dropped two silver pieces into my hand. It was as if everyone had come alive again and hope was in the air. Several men actually stopped farmers on the way home that afternoon. The dinner that night seemed like a feast. Even the horses came to the fence to be close.

Several guards came around before heading back to the gate. After dinner I talked a few men into emptying the water trough and carrying it inside the warehouse for the women to bathe in. You would think I was their new saint when the women found out. When it was finally bed time I slipped into the office and grinned at the old scribe when she lifted her head to look at me. I spread out my bedroll and lay down with a sigh.

I rested for several hours and finally slipped out of bed and dressed in dark clothing. The old scribe slept on soundly as I slipped out of the office. A few people were restless in the warehouse but no one saw me slip out. I headed away from the gate and silently headed for the distant river. At the riverbank I stripped and put all my clothes in a large leather bag I knew was water tight.

I walked into the river and swam to the middle before heading towards the wall. I had to stay away from the bank where snake mostly stayed. I tied the bag to the metal bars that went from the wall down into the river. I dove and swam down to the bottom before grabbing the bottom of the bars and slipping under where the river had washed away.

I swam up and untied my bag before swimming down river. A hundred paces away from the wall was a small stone pier on the royal side of the river. Just past it a dozen more paces was a small building half in the water, on the upriver side was a set of hedges.

I crawled out of the water and moved into the hedges. I opened the bag and quickly dressed before I moved into the nobles retreat moving carefully through the silent streets. The estate I was heading for was richly decorated and patrolled constantly. The walls were patrolled inside and outside but there was one point that was always in the dark.

It was a back corner and my shadow drifted from a dimly lit street after two guards walked past. I went up the wall quickly and lay along the top. Inside, a guard was just walking past and I waited before dropping off the wall. I moved quickly and quietly across to the large manor house. I went up using the large cracks in the building stones.

Just under the roof I paused until another guard walked past below me. I reached up to grab the roof and released the wall. My body swung out as my other hand reached up. I pulled myself up onto the roof and carefully moved sideways. I moved up to a roof vent and pulled a small thick bladed knife. I slipped the blade into the bottom crack and pulled it sideways.

A moment later I was lifting the vent before quietly crawling into the attic. I closed the vent and pulled the dark lantern out. I opened it a crack and moved down the attic until I reached the stairs leading down. At the door I listened for a couple of minutes and used my dagger again to spring the door lock. I knew the countess would have put at least one guard on her counting room but I knew something she did not.

I used the servants stairs down to the second floor. I crept down the empty hallway to the second from the last door. It was unlocked and empty, these were guestrooms and the countess never had guests. I crossed to the wide fireplace and crawled forward passed the fire grate looking down. I was surprised to see a light and then realized the countess probably locked some pour servant into the counting room for the night.

I turned and lowered my feet into the wide chimney, with my back to the wall I slowly moved down. When I reached the bottom, I knelt and looked out of the fireplace. I saw the guard lying with his head facing the other way next to the door. I silently crept forward pulling the tiny vial from inside my shirt. I took a deep breath and unstopped it before holding it down in front of the guards face.

I waited and waited and finally pulled the vial back and replaced the stopper. I shook the guard but he just kept snoring. I turned to the two large chests against the side wall and moved to look inside. I shook my head at all the gold coins, the countess had always been a miser, I moved both chests to the fireplace. I unwrapped the strong cord from around my waist. I tied one end to the first chest and pulled the chest closer before standing on it.

With my back to the wall I moved up the chimney to the next floor. Hauling the chest up was hard work. After I got it up and moved into the room I went down for the other chest. This time the chest seemed much heavier but I knew it was just my imagination. After I got the chest into the room and wrapped the cord back around my waist. I picked up the first chest and moved to the door.

I pulled the two cloth shoe covers out to hide the black suet and tied them on before leaving the room. I walked to the end of the hall and carefully opened the narrow door. I went down the steep dark steps quietly until I reached the bottom. This was a narrow hall that led all the way to the back of the stables. I set the chest down by the crack of faint light coming under the stone door.

I went back up to the room and carried the other chest down. I set it on top of the other chest and moved to the door. The locking lever clicked and I pressed on one side of the door. The whole door turned and I slipped through into a stone walled stall. The single lantern in the stable was dim and the horses shifted around. I peeked out of the stall and then went back through the door to bring the two chests out.

I closed the door and lifted one of the chests. I carried it down the center isle to the far end of the stable and set it beside the large pile of manure. I brought the second chest and set it beside the first. I listened beside the side door that opened down from the wide front gate. I lifted the locking bar and set it beside the door. After hearing the outside guard walk past I opened the door and turned to lift the top chest.

I set the chest down outside the door and then pulled the door closed before lifting it again and walking across the street. I moved as fast as I could and still stay quiet. I slipped around the wall and into a narrow alley before I set the chest down and turned to wait for the guard again. After the guard walked past I went back for the other chest. I carried the chest out and turned to the door. I set one end of the locking bar in the bracket before slipping my dagger under the other end and closing the door.

I lowered the dagger, feeling the bar drop into place before turning to lift the chest and moving towards the alley. I was barely in time and watched the guards walk past before heading towards the other end of the alley. It seemed to take forever to move the two chests all the way to the river. I sank both chests in the small building that was half in the water after filling my pouch.

This was an old abandoned boat house. I undressed and put my clothes back into the waterproof bag I had used on my swim before. I slipped into the water and moved to the center before swimming upriver towards the wall. By the time I staggered out of the water on the other side of the wall I was beat. I dried off and dressed quickly before heading towards the warehouse.

It was quiet when I slipped back into the warehouse. When I laid down in the office the scribe stirred but did not seem to wake. It seemed that I had just closed my eyes when I heard the commotion from the warehouse as everyone began waking up.

Chapter 3

I sat up and grumped and the old scribe snickered, “Stay in one night and you might get some rest.”

I looked at her and she just stood and began dressing. I striped and changed into soft grey clothing before heading out. Someone had already started the two stoves and I grabbed two men. I pulled out a single gold piece, “We need some hams and fresh eggs for breakfast. Also try to get a half side of beef for tonight.”

They grinned and the one with a freshly scraped face nodded. I turned to watch as people woke and started moving around. I caught the old man that had started on the walls around the top of the office, “After you finish with the girls loft come see me. I think we are going to build a second floor with walls where everyone can sleep.”

He turned to look around thoughtfully, “That is a big job.”

I grinned, “We can do it together.”

He looked at me and grinned before nodding. I caught an older boy and fished out a silver piece, “As much tea as this will buy.”

He nodded and ran out as I went outside. I stretched and headed to help water and feed the animals. By the time I got back to the warehouse there were a few guards there and everyone was talking about the robbery of Countess Tresliss. Breakfast was a feast with not just ham and eggs but someone had found porridge. One of the women had asked the guards if they were safe from this thief and the guard had snorted.

The day was spent sending runners out looking for work, talking to farmers coming into the city and men leaving with carts or wagons. By the end of the day we were showing a healthy profit. We had also brought in beams and thick posts bought from farmers quietly to start building another floor. I listened to every rumor and one bothered me.

It hinted at the homeless doing all the robbing. A lot more guards came by than normal and I stopped one of the guards that was warming his hands beside the fire pit, “Has anyone gone through the gates at night?”

He looked at me, “I would not know.”

I looked around, “Well, if the thief lives outside the city walls he has to go through the gates doesn’t he?”

The guard seemed surprised but nodded, “Yeah.”

He seemed to think about it and finally left. I went to bed early and woke to a guard poking his head in the door, I looked at him and he closed the door. I dressed and went out to find a couple of men awake and talking to two guards. It seems the guards and army had been doubled again and they had been walking around. I went back to bed and woke to a young boy prodding me awake. I looked at him and he smiled, “Momma said to wake you.”

When I came out it was to the smell of tea. The women were toasting bread and cheese with left over ham from yesterday. I spilled most of the gold from my purse into the small box being used for the warehouse funds. We worked on the second floor as runners came and went. When someone yelled for a cart or wagon a man always jumped to go.

The rumors going around were about a Baron caught in the streets last night. The guards and militia were so angry they had beaten him. Several more homeless families appeared and were accepted into our group. The second floor seemed to fly together. We had it half done before it was dinner time. This time a farmer had come to us to sell a couple of butchered sheep.

As the sheep was being cooked several guards came by and the talked turned to another wealthy merchant that was starting to point fingers at us. The guards shook their heads, “That stupid ass just wants the king to seize everything you have so he can move in and take over.”

Everyone was angry but the guards snorted, “The guard commander pointed out to the king that everyone here stays outside the walls so it could not be your group.”

I moved away to think and decided to pay the merchant a visit. It was late when I zeytinburnu escort lifted my head and looked across the dark office. I slipped out of the bedroll and turned to fix it so anyone looking in would think I was still there. I had prepared for this, the office window had been oiled earlier and opened quietly. I slipped out and moved to the wall before heading towards the gate in the shadows.

I found a spot I could use and started climbing the rough stones of the wall. I hesitated at the top and listened before slipping over. I crossed the guard walk on top of the wall and went over the side. The climb down was much slower as I felt for foot holds in the dark. I moved away from the dark shadows of the wall and silently made my way through the city.

When I entered the gatehouse I could tell no one had been in it since I left. I went up to the archers perch and filled my purse with silver before leaving. I knew the merchant was probably planning something so instead of his home, I went to his shop. Merchant Dillon was a silver smith and had a huge shop. I used an alley and climbed the shop wall next to his.

I knew he had apprentices that normally slept above the shop. I went over the roof of his neighbor and down through the attic vent into his shop. I moved slowly and quietly to the ceiling hatch and opened it. A careful glance showed no one around and I silently dropped to the second floor hall. I moved to the stairs and crept down. There was a bell over the door that would ring if anyone opened the door but that was it.

I walked through the shop and into the back work area where several forges were. I turned to walk to the single office and looked around before pulling a thin bladed knife. I wedged it between the door and the jam and slid it down to the locking latch. I wiggled the blade and shifted it down more as the latch moved into the door. Finally there was a click and I slowly pulled on the door.

It opened silently and I put the knife away as I moved into the office. Along the back wall were bars of silver and what looked like a lock box. I did not think the lock box had been here long since it blocked anyone from getting at the silver easily. It was not hard to force the lock on the box. I opened it and grinned at the gold coins inside.

I looked around and grabbed a large bag lined with velvet. It was probably used to carry new silver items to their owners. I filled it with all the gold and then took my pack off. I carefully put the silver bars and the gold filled bag in the pack and left. I closed and locked the office behind me and went back through the front. Upstairs I glanced up at the open hatch and sighed before stripping off my pack and setting it down.

I unwound a cord from my waist and tied one end to the pack and gasped the other end. I jumped and caught the edge of the hatch before pulling myself up and in. I turned and braced myself before pulling the pack up. I untied and rewound the rope before closing the ceiling hatch and carrying the pack to the vent.

It was slower going as I retraced my steps over the roofs. Back in the alley I headed to a section of the wall I only dimly remembered. This was the real reason I had come tonight. I had to wait some time before crossing a street. When I reached the large inn I was looking for, my childhood memories returned. I was very careful moving into the inn stable yard.

I slipped into the stable and silently walked down the wide isle between horse stalls. At the very end was the old grain room. I checked the hinges and pulled out a small bulb of oil. I squirted the oil on the hinges and put it away before slowly opening the door. It opened quietly and I closed it after I went in. I crossed the dark room feeling along one wall.

Along the back wall I found the old thick door that blended into the wall. It was only because of the rusty lock that I found it. I fumbled in my shirt for the small skeleton key I had carried for the last ten years. The lock clicked open and I smiled before pushing against the door. This had been an old postern gate, long ago this inn had been built here and the stable built against the city wall. They had never even thought to brick up the small door.

I had to stop to oil the old hinges a couple of times before I got the door open enough to squeeze through. I turned and closed the door before feeling my way across the other pitch dark room. I stumble several times before I found the door and opened it. The building built against the wall on this side was an old tannery that had gone out of business.

It took a little while to make my way out a side door. I silently moved along in the shadows of the wall, several times guards walked by just paces away. When it was clear I moved to the open office window. I lowered the pack through the window before climbing in. I tucked the pack in the corner and stripped before relaxing under my blanket.

I woke at just the hint of movement, I rolled and sprang for the window and the man halfway through it. He was just stepping down to the floor when I slammed into him. He yelled and tried to turn as I stepped back and kicked into the back of his knee. It buckled and I spun him as he fell, the scribe was screaming as I moved towards the man. He came to his feet with a dagger in his hand and I shifted back.

The office door burst open and two guards and a small crowd of men started to enter. The man turned and I kicked him between the legs. As he folded and dropped to the floor the two guards came forward to grab him. I looked around at all the people, “QUIET!”

Everyone shut up and I nodded to the man struggling in the guard’s hands, “He was climbing in my window.”

I turned and moved to my bedroll and some clothes, “Let me get dressed.”

The guards pulled him out of the room and the crowd followed them. I dressed quickly and followed to find everyone out front crowded around several guards. A lantern was brought as I moved to the guards and one yanked the man’s head up. I shook my head, “I do not believe it.”

The man tried to stand, “I was just trying to…”

A guard slammed a short night stick against his head, “We do not care what you were trying scum.”

Two of them bent to grab his feet and they started dragging him away. I turned around, “alright it is over, everyone back to bed.”

I pushed my way through and headed towards the fire pit. A little later a few men walked up dressed and sat beside me as I coaxed the dead fire back to life. I shook my head and sighed, “I knew Merchant Dillon was trouble but…”

The men snorted, “He was rich and trying to steal from us.”

I nodded and looked around, “We need some wood slats on the windows and a few of us to start a night watch, maybe just two hours every night each.”

They nodded and then one grinned in the firelight, “All the rich people getting robbed and we catch the thief right here.”

The man next to him slapped his shoulder, “More like he was trying to take advantage of the other robberies.”

Everyone nodded and more men started coming out. I sighed as I glanced at the sliver of sun that was starting to rise, “I really hate getting up before the sun.”

Everyone laughed again and I shook myself, “Okay, first order of business.”

I looked around, “Once the sun is fully up we go back to soliciting. We also start checking with the farmers coming in. Some of the younger boys and girls can go around to houses, see if they want to buy fresh produce. We also need to finish the second floor so everyone will have a place to sleep safely. Once the second floor is finished we need movable dividers on the main floor to put excess items.”

I thought about it and grinned, “Have everyone put it out about merchant Dillon breaking in while we were sleeping. If they know we were here and someone was trying to rob us they will look elsewhere for the thief and stop pointing fingers at us.”

Everyone nodded at that and I looked around, “Have some of the younger men go back to the commons when it is nice and warm. They should walk the streets and cobblestones for vipers. Have them cut the heads off and use those coil tongs to throw the heads into a buckets to be burned. The snakes they bring back we clean and skin. We can broil the snakes but the skins we clean and stretch to make belts and belt pouches.”

The men all grinned at that and I glanced at a couple of women that were struggling with buckets of water. I sighed, “I think the women need some help bringing water in for bathes.”

I stood and went to help and the others began talking. It was a little while before breakfast was passed around and people began pulling carts and wagons out. Men and women started on the second floor as I headed into the city with an older lad. I bought several large barrels of flour and bolts of clothe to make new shirts or dresses. All the talk was about Dillon, his body was hanging from the central square for everyone to see. I think the guards knew he had not been the real thief but the other merchants and nobles were worried.

I sent the lad back with my purchases and orders to fetch those he could not take himself. I went to walk the streets in the noble section. They were no longer letting people through that did not have a reason to be there. I had been thinking about doing a few things and returned to the warehouse and found it in turmoil. The king had sent a tax collector even though he was not due for another three weeks.

Needless to say our money was gone. I was angry but did not let it show, instead I went inside and closed the office door before going to my pack in the corner. I pulled out a couple of large handfuls of gold and moved to the tin we used for our money. I carried it to the middle of the gathered crowed and held up a hand. When it was quiet I handed the tin to the woman that was our scribe and opened it so several people saw.

There were gasps and whispers back through the crowd as the old woman looked into my face. I shrugged, “We do not need to put this on the books since it is an anonymous donation.”

People laughed and the scribe grinned as she closed the tin, “I will put it in a private ledger.”

I nodded and gestured, “Lets get the sleeping floor finished. Tomorrow the lads can start on partitions for privacy.”

The crowd broke up and the women moved outside and the next thing I knew they were busy making shirts and dresses. The large corral was busy as farmers arrived with their produce and men transferred it to our wagons or carts. They headed into the city and runners started coming and going. I was helping with the heavy beams or other chores around the warehouse.

I also started a private project, in one back corner I threw up walls for a large room. I had a few men help me bring in three new water troughs and set up a small copper boiler in one corner. I had the scribe give a runner a single gold piece and sent him to a pottery maker. I ordered several pieces of clay pipe that was normally used in the rich houses to get rid of waste.

I also sent the old trough back to the corral and placed a new one a few feet in the air just outside the warehouse room I was building. We had a few more people join us and they were welcomed and put to work. At the end of the day we sat around the fire eating a nice dinner. I smiled at a large group of women that were frowning at the trough in the corral, “Go look in the room I built downstairs.”

They looked at each other and left, when they did not return other women went to see what was wrong. Finally all the women and older girls were gone and the men chuckled. They were the ones to help build the room and knew it was a bathing room just for the women. That night I slept outside by the fire pit, I managed to slip away in the middle of the night.

I used the river again to swim to the noble’s island. This time I used a couple of empty barrels to float the chests to the bars under the wall. I let the chests sink before letting the barrels fill with water. I swam down with them and under the bars before slowly surfacing. On the surface I drained the water from the barrels and corked the bung hole. I drove and pulled the two chests under the bars before surfacing.

I used a rope to slowly pull them up and tie them to the barrels before swimming to the bank. One by one I carried the chests to the back of the warehouse. I dried off and dressed before lying down. I woke to men coming out and threw the dark blanket off me. A guard had been sitting at the pit staring into the coals and jerk in surprise, “SHIT!”

I stood and stretched as he laughed, “I did not even see you there.”

I smiled, “It is better than a thief stepping on me as he climbs in the window.”

He grinned, “True.”

The day started off with reports of two thieves caught in the city. Both were caught in the act and were hung. The second floor was almost done as runners headed into the city. Carts rolled out with a few wagons as everyone became busy. I headed into the city to Magistrate’s Square. I paid the city clerk for the old tannery and left.

I stopped at the tannery on the way back to lock the door to the room that had the doorway through the wall. At the warehouse there was a huge crowd of new people, they had just arrived from other cities. I sighed and pulled the old man that was in charge of building the second floor aside, “Go to the old tannery next door and see what we will need to clean it up.”

He looked at me, “The tannery?”

I nodded, “We might be able to just add another floor and make it into a someplace people can sleep in.”

He grinned, “I will take a couple of boys and girls too.”

I pulled a couple of men aside that had experience with wagons and began drawing a wagon with different springs. When I finished I looked around and shook my head, “I sent old Jacob next door, go look and see if there is room to build wagons like the one I just showed you. Also go see the blacksmith and ask how much it will cost to make the new springs.”

They nodded and left as I turned back to a couple of women that were approaching me. The next thing I knew I was sending them to buy more fabric. I also sent lads to the market for fresh baked bread and a few other things we needed. I checked on Jacob later and found them cleaning everything. I made a point of removing the lock on the back room and replacing it. I grinned at Jacob, “No windows for some thief to step on me.”

He grinned, “spoil sport.”

The rest of the day was spent trying to organize people for Jacob and paying for material. I also moved a dozen large empty barrels into the city and down a alley beside the river. The women made a point of going to bathe together as the men stayed around the fire pit and talked. The upper floor in the warehouse was finished and as it began to get dark everyone went to bed. I moved my belongings and waited a little and then carefully moved the two chests to the room in the tannery and buried them in my room.

I locked the door and slipped through the wall. There were small patrols of guards in the streets. I silently moved to the bridge and slipped in. Upstairs I moved things around and climbed to the archers perch. I moved the chests down one at a time and then moved them down to the door. I opened the outer door and started moving the chest out and along the river bank.

After the last one I went back and closed the door and locked it. One by one I tied the chests to the empty barrels and slipped them quietly into the river. After the last one went in I stripped and put my clothes in another empty barrel and waded into the river. I tied the lead rope around my waist and started swimming towards the middle of the river, towing the floating barrels behind me.

I was exhausted when I finally reached the wall and then pulled each barrel to the bars and untied the chest. They sank to the bottom and I released the barrel to do the next one. After the last one was untied I tied the barrel with my clothes to the bars and dove. I swam down and under the bars before coming up on the other side. I pulled my clothes out of the barrel and untied it before swimming to the bank.

I dried off and dressed before slipping through the shadows to the fire pit. I was warming my hands after building the fire up a little when a guard appeared. He looked at me, “Up late?”

I nodded, “Trouble sleeping. I thought I heard something by the tannery but did not find anything.”

He turned to look into the darkness, “The king was talking to the commander about a curfew.”

I frowned, “Has the thief struck again?”

The guard shook his head as he warmed his hands, “We think he left.”

I sighed, “I should go try to sleep.”

He watched me walked out and down to the empty looking tannery. I thought about what he said and shook my head, “It is not over, to many of you bastards still run things.”

I left the door open and fell asleep quickly.

Chapter 4

I was up with the first hint of dawn and dressed before going next door. Men were already moving around and some headed towards the gates to catch farmers heading into the city. I caught a few of the older boys, “find a boat and go to the down river wall. I have been thinking and merchants sometimes just throw empty barrels in the river. The city guards only clear the bars once a month and I do not think they have done it for a long time.”

They looked at each other and I cuffed one, “Think boys, what do merchants always need? They buy new barrels all the time. What if we provide a few to them?”

They went from frowning to grins. I nodded, “pay attention while near the river and watch for snakes.”

They sobered and nodded and I gestured, “One of you go look to see how many barrels there are and one of you see if we have an empty wagon to use to haul the barrels back here.”

I let them work it out and went to check on the tannery. Everything was going smoothly so I went into the city. I was shopping for fresh bread when I almost ran into Duke Edwards. I turned and crouched while bending my neck as I finished buying a couple of large sacks full of bread rolls. He was arrogant, rude and stuffy as always. He was also one of the few that might recognize me.

When he stomped off I paid the baker and left, I was thinking the whole way back. The warehouse seemed happy and full of barrels when I got there. I had to smile at the huge supply the boys had brought back. I clapped one on the back, “Now you get some of the boys and girls to go around to the shops and ask if they need barrels.”

He grinned and nodded as he started yelling names. I helped here or there as men moved wagons and carts around. All day I was thinking about Duke Edwards, he was a powerful noble. He was also out of favor with my brother because he took care of the people in his duchy. It was right before dinner that a large group of families arrived.

Jacob was next to me and murmured that they were from the far side of the city. They were homeless and everyone just shifted around and we made room. I slipped through the streets that night, it was after midnight as I silently made my to the bridge. I slipped in and climbed up to cross above the guards. I slipped away from the bridge quietly on the other side.

The large estate I went to was close to the river fork and the king’s Keep. I used a small side gate to enter. I watched the guards before crossing to the manor and climbing the wooden trellis. I quietly slipped onto the second floor balcony and crossed to the door. It was unlocked and I slipped in before standing still to let my eyes adjust.

“It took you long enough.”

I looked towards the fireplace to see the faint outline of the duke sitting in front of it. I looked at the bed and he snorted, “You know she has always slept soundly.”

I crossed to the other chair and sat beside him, “You saw me.”

He chuckled, “I would have had to be blind not to.”

I hesitated, “Have you told my brother?”

He snorted again, “As if he would even consent to see me.”

I looked at him, “what are you going to do?”

The duke smiled, “Besides watch you rob the rich snobs trying to destroy the country?”

I smiled, “You know about that too.”

He nodded and shifted, “Duke Brasalow is close to your brother now. He whispers in his ear and most of the laws or decrees come from him.”

I frowned, “I thought Brasalow was a baron?”

The şişli escort duke snorted again, “He was until your brother removed Duke Patrick and put Brasalow in his place.”

I thought about that, “What happened to Patrick and his family?”

He sighed and finally shifted, “he was supposed to be hung and his family turned out.”

I looked at him and then grinned, “they are here?”

He nodded and I sat back, “any chance you can get them out and to the warehouse I am using?”

The duke looked at me, “Why?”

I smiled, “Well, it is not as nice as here but I could use him.”

He smiled and then laughed, “more schemes for the poor?”

I nodded, “For the people.”

The Duke grinned and sat back, “I will send a list with him.”

I stood, “do not make to many waves uncle.”

He grinned and nodded to the window, “those guards may be mine but they report everything to your brother.”

I slipped out of the manor and then the estate. I hesitated before moving towards the king’s Keep and a large estate next to it. It was fairly simple to slip in and across to the manor. I was able to use a side door and shook my head at the lack of guards. I found the study and unlocked the door before going in. Another door was locked and I opened it to see several large chests. Each one was filled with gold and silver coins.

I closed and locked the door before locking the study door behind me. By the time I crawled into bed it was almost time to get up. The morning was as busy as every morning with finding food for everyone. I glanced up when a cloaked man and woman walked up to the fire with two young children. I smiled, “welcome uncle.”

Duke Patrick smiled, “hello William, how was your adventuring?”

I grinned, “enlightening.”

I smiled at his wife, “I am glade you are safe.”

She smiled and glanced around, “nice place.”

I looked around, “it is growing.”

I sighed and looked at Patrick, “will you join me?”

He nodded, “What can I do?”

I glanced around again, “I started a business to give them hope. I need someone that knows business. Those that are struggling inside the city can use a good money lender. I think if they have… uncounted funds they may fair better.”

Patrick grinned, “and be in your debt?”

I shrugged, “our debt. My brother might not always be in power.”

He nodded, “True, most of the loyal nobles are keeping their heads down but that may change.”

I looked around, “can you make a list of those that are still here in the city?”

Patrick nodded, “easily.”

I snagged an older boy walking by, “I need two of you and one of the older girls that knows her numbers.”

He grinned, “sure, we were just going after a nest of snakes that was reported by a guard.”

Patrick hissed and his wife paled. I sighed, “Tell them to use the long sticks and remove the heads a few inches…”

He grinned, “we know.”

I nodded and let him go before looking at Patrick, “One of the things I learned while traveling.”

I smiled as I thought and looked at him, “Check out the old tannery for space for you and your family. Start with the smaller merchants like the bakers, blacksmiths and butchers, also any farmer that need help let… Jacob or my scribe know if they just need helpers.”

Patrick nodded and looked around, “Who do I see about the money to lend them?”

I raised an eyebrow and he nodded before turning away. I went to see the scribe to tell her about the new man named Patrick and what he was doing. After that I went walking around inside the city. I listened to the rumors and gossip as well as complaints. There was a lot that had been sent to the king and gone unanswered. I was returning when a new proclamation was posted.

It was a new tax the king was imposing on the shopkeepers and merchants. When I reached the warehouse men and women were arguing and I pushed my way to the center, “Quiet!”

I looked around, “the tax is for the merchants and shopkeepers. I am the listed merchant here.”

I looked around at everyone and smiled, “We do not have to tell the tax collector the profits do not come to me.”

It was a moment before they laughed and things lightened up. A couple of farmers stopped on their way out of the city to sell some of their food to us. Patrick and his family seemed to blend in with the others as everyone pitched in to get things done. His wife and daughters slipped away with the other women. When he looked around and ask where the women had gone all the men chuckled.

After it got dark everyone slipped away to their beds. I made sure Patrick and his family had someplace to sleep before going to my room. I slipped through the wall and moved through the shadowy streets. Tonight was going to be busy. I slipped into the gatehouse and crossed over to the nobles retreat. I moved more carefully now. When I reached the estate that Brasalow had taken I waited and watched.

Like before there was not any guards, I slipped into the estate and into the manor. I picked the locks again as I heard laughing in the great hall. I lifted the first chest and silently carried it out and across to the wall. I went back for another chest and then another, there were four chests altogether. I had to keep using relays to move the chest through the retreat.

I knew that if Brasalow had influence with my brother every house would be searched. I moved the chests all the way up to the old half sunken boathouse. I had to move a few snakes away before sinking them in the river. I went back to the bridge and slipped across before moving through the city. I took extra time to move old hay in front of the door into the granary before slipping through.

I went to sleep and woke to the tap at my door.

Chapter 5

When I opened it Patrick and a couple of men were there, “Yes?”

Patrick smiled, “The guards are searching in the city. The thief struck again and stole everything the new duke Brasalow had.”

The other men nodded and I opened the door wide to show I was in a night shirt, “build up the fire and start the stoves. When the guards show up have them escorted so we know they do not take anything.”

The men nodded and left. Patrick grinned, “Have a fun night?”

I smiled, “actually I did.”

I turned to get dressed before following him out. It was almost noon before the guards got to us. Their search was through if done reluctantly. We had wagons and runners out when Patrick found me working on the loft in the tannery. He grinned, “I have a few customers.”

I nodded and straightened before using the new stairs and going to my room. I quietly uncovered one of the chest as Patrick watched from the door. I scooped out what he needed and then covered the chest again. He grinned and slapped my shoulder before leaving. I went to check some of the other projects including the new wagon some of the men were building. I also moved four large empty barrels to the edge of the river inside the city.

That evening as we ate I called a meeting and after everyone gathered around I had different people give reports of how things were going. We had another dozen families join us during the day but they were settling in. All but one dress shop in the city had gone out of business so I suggested starting one here. Several times the guards walked by or came to the fire to warm their hands.

It seems my brother was pissed and heads were rolling. A new curfew law was in effect throughout the city. It was supposed to start as soon as the sun set. As it grew dark everyone went to their beds and I slipped into the shadows, I waited and moved towards the river. The older boys had been hunting snakes along the banks all day. There were only a few snakes moving as I stripped and hung my clothes on the corral of another abandoned warehouse.

I slipped into the water and swam out to the middle of the river before turning to let the current carry me towards the wall. I ducked and swam down and under the bars before surfacing on the other side. I was careful swimming to the side with the waiting barrels. I quietly moved the barrels into the river and started swimming across. I let the current pull me down the river a little as I swam until I finally reached the old half sunken boathouse.

I used rope to pull up the chests of money and secured them under each barrel. The swim back up the river towing the barrels was accompanied by loud grumbles and flashes of lightning. I sank the chests again and let the barrels go before swimming down and pulling each chest under the bars. I surfaced on the other side of the wall and looked around as lightning lit up the area.

I swam to the bank and walked out before using a rag to dry off. I got dressed and carefully slipped along the wall and down to the tannery. I saw guards several times but managed to reach the safety of my room. I lay back thinking and grinned before getting up. I carefully went through the door in the wall and moved hay back to cover the grain door before slipping through the city as it began to rain hard.

It was easy to get into the gatehouse and cross over. All the guards were huddled together under whatever they could find. I moved through the silent streets straight to the king’s Keep. I slipped around the outside walls to the river fork before going to the small door hidden in the wall. I used a long thin dagger between the door frame to lift the inner locking bar.

I closed the door after I was in and used sulfur matches I kept wrapped to light a tiny lantern on the wall. I checked the floor for snakes before stripping out of my wet clothes. I used the lantern and followed the narrow way into the Keep. This was one of the old hidden escape routes out of the Keep. When I came to the other end I hung the lantern before blowing it out.

I pulled the wooden lever and the thick panel opened. I stepped into an old dusty room and looked around with a smile. Once upon a time this had been my room, now it was just another small dusty room left unused. I closed the panel and crossed to the other door. I turned to pull a small dusty cloak from a peg and wrap it around me before slipping into the hall.

I moved down the hall and glanced up the stone stairs before quickly moving passed them. At the other end of the hall was a small linen closet. I opened the door and glanced towards the stairs as I heard footsteps. I slipped into the closet and closed door before feeling for the back wall. I pushed on the right side and the wall pivoted. I slipped into the small space and carefully pulling the wall back into place.

The space I was in was a bare pace wide and two long. What it had was a wooden crosspieces like a ladder. They led up behind each of the linen closets on the upper floors. I moved up in the pitch blackness and used my hands to feel along the wall. On the third floor I pulled and tugged to pivot the wall. I carefully slipped into the closet and closed the back wall.

I listened before opening the door and looking around the empty semi dark hall. I closed the door and walked down the hall to a room at the end. I listened before opening the door and slipping in. I glanced at the man and woman sleeping on the bed before moving to the side of the fireplace. The embers of the fire still gave off light so I was able to find the stone I was looking for.

The sides of the fireplace extended out before angling towards the wall. I pushed the stone in and the one below it had a hole like a handle. I looked at the sleeping couple before pulling on the lower stone. The wall grated a little as it turned and pivoted. I glanced at the bed before slipping in on one side carefully. I held the rough stones and pulled the wall closed.

I shifted over in the pitch blackness feeling with my feet. The small hole seemed a lot smaller than I remembered but I managed to climb down through it. I listened for a long time after I reached the floor below. I finally felt around until I found the stone lever and pulled. I pushed and the wall opened to another room with glowing embers lighting it.

I slipped into it and glanced around at my brother’s study. Against the far wall was the treasure chests with crests on the wall above each. I went to the large desk and looked around before taking the pouch of gold to one side. After that I moved each of the chests into the space beside the fireplace. I had to stack them to make them fit and then I went to the wall that held my father’s sword.

I took it down and put it with the chests before climbing onto them and turned to pull the wall closed. Going back the way I had come seemed to take a lot longer but the thunder and heavy rain seemed to cover any noise I made. When I reached my clothes I dressed and opened the door to see the river swollen. It was almost to the door as I turned and slipped a dagger under the locking bar.

I closed and locked the door before moving along the Keep walls. It was simple to get back to the bridge and cross over. When I reached the inn and the stables I almost walked into three guards huddled together in the stables. They were trying to stay dry so I had to slipped back into the shadows. I managed to climb up to the stable loft window and climb in.

I stayed there and listen to the guards grumble angrily. It was almost morning before the rain slowed and they left. I slipped back into my room and locked the door before stripping. I put warm, dry clothing on and lay back on my bed. I woke to knocking on my door and went to help get the day started. It was late morning when the rumors started.

The king was furious and the guards were tearing apart every hiding place in the city to find his treasure. Patrick glanced at me as he talked to a merchant wringing his hands, I shrugged and he shook his head. I went into the city and locked the door in the granary as well as block the granary door completely. I put an old rusty lock on the door in my room and made sure there were no signs it had been opened.

I sent all the older boys out along the area beside the river to watch for snakes and they were returning with dozens when the squad of guards showed up. A tight lipped duke Brasalow watched as they searched everywhere. While he was there I stayed back so he did not see me. When they searched my room they broke the lock off the door and tried to open it. When they could not they tossed everything in the room around and left. Even the soldiers and guards quarters were searched which made them angrier.

My brother ordered constant patrols and people stopped and detained. There were quiet rumors and whispers of the barons talking together. That night after everyone was asleep I slipped out and went to the river. I carried an oil wrapped package with my clothes and weapons. I spent an hours pulling chests out from under the wall. When I finished I swam down river letting the current move me.

When I got to the king’s Keep and swam ashore I opened the package. I dressed and used the hidden door and moved through the Keep. Even before I reached my brother’s chambers I heard his drunken bellows. The guards that were supposed to be guarding his door were nowhere to be seen. I opened his door and walked in to see him and duke Brasalow drinking by the fire.

Brasalow turned to snarl, “We said do not disturb us!”

I bowed and walked towards them. He swayed when I reached him and pulled my dagger and struck. It slid up under his jaw and into his brain. I let him fall and turned to kick my brother as he stood. I moved after him as he struggled to find the dagger on his belt. I grabbed his hair and slammed his head into the wall and let him slump to the floor.

I glanced around before walking to the filthy bed and pulling the sheets off. I cut them into strips and tied them together before going to my brother. I lifted him to my shoulder and carried him out. I used back hallways until I reached the door up onto the wall. As I walked around the wall towards the front of the Keep several guards looked at me and stepped aside before following.

When I was over the gates I dropped my brother and tied one end of the sheets to a metal stanchion before kneeling and making a loop. I put it around my brother’s neck and lifted him and dumped him over the wall. As he jerked and strangled I turned to the guards, “My name is William Edward Kingson. My father was King Henry.”

I gestured over the wall, “That rotten piece of dung was my brother.”

I looked at each of them as they stirred, “I am King now. Does anyone have a problem with that?”

They looked at each other before looking back at me and shaking their heads. I nodded, “First I want your officers, all of them. Next I want every noble brought to the great hall.”

I gestured, “We have work to do.”

They straightened before nodding and murmuring together as they split up. I walked back along the wall leaving my brother swaying and jerking on the end of the sheets. I walked down to the great hall and found several officers waiting. I walked towards the new gilded throne my brother had used and kicked it off the platform. I gestured to one of the officer, “bring that chair behind you.”

He turned to see a common chair the footmen use and grabbed it before bringing it to me. I set it down and sat, “Now gentlemen we are going to put this realm in order.”

I looked at them as a couple more walked in, “I want the army and every guard assembled before the Keep gates. As of now you work for me and the people, the curfew is over.”

I glanced at the doors where dozens of guards and soldiers stood, “As soon as we speak with the nobles they are returning to their estates. Your job is not and has never been to gather around the king to guard him. Your job is to protect the kingdom.”

One shifted, “what about the king’s treasury?”

I smiled, “I will worry about paying you. The first thing I want to see is the border deployment plan back to the border forts.”

I pointed one old officer I knew, “Captain Trent, you are now the army’s Marshal. Get with the other captains and start making movement plans.”

I pointed to the senior city guard, “cut the guards back to regular shifts. No more stopping citizens just because they are walking.”

He nodded and I sat back, “As soon as the army and guards are gathered I will speak to them.”

I glanced at the door as a couple of barons struggled in, “go ahead and get with your men.”

I waited as the barons walked to me, a few looked like they wanted to say something. It was another hour before the rest of the nobles came in and I stood, “My name is William Edward Kingson. My brother is dead and I am king.”

I let my words sink in before looking at each of them, “the time of corruption is over…”

A baron I did not know stepped forward, “why should we follow you?”

I smiled, “Because if you do not I will strip your title and cut your throat.”

I looked at the other nobles, “our kingdom is dying. You and my brother have strangled the common people until we have little commerce and many farms lay fallow. It is your responsibility to care for your people and your lands. The fewer people there are the fewer taxes. We need to provide them enough to live on and not take everything they have or they will leave and you will have nothing.”

They were looking at each other as others joined us. I looked at each of them, “I want each of you to return to your lands and do an accounting. We need to know how bad it is through out the kingdom.”

The morning was spent talking to people before I began to walk through the city. People came out to see me since I had a couple of guards with me and a clerk taking notes. When I walked into the warehouse the people stared and whispered. I gestured to Patrick and he grinned as he walked to me, “your highness.”

I lifted an eyebrow, “return to your estate and find out how much damage that idiot did before returning.”

I gestured to the old scribe and then Jacob. They came to me slowly and I smiled, “you two are in charge here. Make sure everyone is cared for, if you need help let me know.”

They started to bow and I caught them. I looked at the scribe, “in my room I buried a treasure, use it.”

She nodded and I looked around, “I might visit for a nice dinner sometime.”

The weeks that past were not easy, there were a few nobles that did not take me seriously. I did as I had threatened and hung their bodies. I also recovered the money in the river and added it to the treasury. It only took a few years to bring the kingdom back from darkness. A few times every week I slip away to spend time at the warehouse but many of those that had come here had homes again.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Chapter 3: “Breathe in deep and cleanse away our sins and we’ll pray that there’s no God…”

Javier’s murderer could not be found. After a week of investigation the case was all but forgotten, the evidence lost somewhere in the evidence room. The public and the media seemed only relieved that the drug lord wasn’t around anymore but unconcerned about the possibility that whoever did it wanted to wipe out the competition or start a drug war. Immediate danger was all they ever feared. Mortals only ever cared about the now because that’s all they ever really had. A quick fix was what they wanted so that they could return to their parties and frivolous spending and oblivious laughter. Sure, Dane enjoyed a good time as well –a hell of a good time- but he’d always been eager to eliminate the danger thoroughly so that he didn’t have to turn back to the same routine every week. Sometimes he wondered why he donated so much of his immortal life to protect the mortals who only lived to be about eighty years old though so many waste it with drug addictions and STDs. He sighed. It was because that was the beauty of mortality; the now was so much more forgiving than the then. They live passionately in everything they do.

Dane, however, had only one passion, and that was to make sure they could live as passionately as they could while they were here. And his means of doing so was through the police force, as infuriatingly futile as it was. Inevitably, his mind wandered back to the mysterious female he encountered over a week ago. It was hard to keep his thoughts far away from her for any prolonged period of time, and admittedly, he thought of her every minute of every day spent without her. Focusing on the petty cases that needed his attention was a difficult task when all he could hear in his mind was the sound of her breathy moans rising to animalistic shrieks of passion, but not from their erotic session in the club, from the wild dreams that left him sweating every night that week. Dane was growing impatient and short-tempered which was all too easily noticed by Will. He would often receive a raised eyebrow or a thoughtful grunt from his partner, but never a verbal question of sanity.

They had been partners for almost two years now and during the whole time Will just seemed to be quiet and watchful for the most part when he wasn’t light-hearted and mecidiyeköy escort playful. As contradictory as it seemed, Will just managed to be both. The old man could always tell the difference between a grin and a half-smirk with Dane, and now as he sat at the desk beside him, Will cleared his throat to imply the question “What’s going on, kid?” Dane sighed with frustration.

“I met someone,” he said in a small utterance.

“Really, and she’s got you this worked up?” Will responded. He looked pointedly at Dane’s fidgeting hands spinning a pen endlessly between restless fingers, briefly pausing every ten seconds to click the object a dozen times before repeating the action. This on top of a jittering left leg that just couldn’t stay still.

“I’m a little worried you’ll jump out the window to fly to her, kid.” A hearty laugh exploded from his chest, which startled Dane a bit, causing him to jump a bit and sent the pen flying straight up in a series of somersaults just to be caught in a powerful fist. The chief, Adrian Bolton, stood beside Dane’s desk twirling the writing tool in his hand in the same fashion as the young detective.

“What seems to be the uproar, gentlemen?” asked Chief Bolton. Will’s laughter subdued but his amusement stayed present, however, Dane grew still and did his best to be submerged in the stack of files that he’d been shirking for the past hour. The chief kept his gaze on the pen in his hand and waited for a response. Finally, Will answered, “Dane here met someone, and I’ve got to say, she must be something to make him sweat like a sinner in church!” He bellowed again. The entire precinct stopped to gaze in their direction now. Dane sunk his head low and cursed quietly to himself.

“Quiet, old man!” he hissed. This made the man chuckle even more, but at least the harsh bellowing had ceased. Chief Bolton remained immune to the humor in Dane’s schoolboy crush.

“Well Dane if you’re through fantasizing about your new playmate, I’d like to talk to you in my office about a job opportunity.” Dane perked up curiously.

“What kind of opportunity?” Adrian smiled. That smile always made Dane feel a few degrees colder than usual.

“One that we hope will allow you to explore new branches of justice and further your knowledge of the world around you.”

“We?” pendik escort Dane questioned.

“On behalf of myself and the group of other young men selected.”

“So I guess I’ll just sit here and staple shit together then,” chimed in Will. Dane smirked and rose from his seat to follow Adrian into his office. Chief Bolton closed the door behind him and took a seat behind the generic wood desk decorated with nothing but a desktop computer and a placard that read “Chief Adrian Bolton” in all capitalized letters. Dane sat across from him and tried not to acknowledge the fact that there was nothing personal about this room whatsoever. There were no pictures of family members, pets, or even international destinations to be explored after retiring. It wouldn’t have been so bothersome if the man had just transferred here but he’d been here at least five years. Will wrote him off to be a very private man, but Dane just thought it was creepy.

“Dane Argent,” he started, “you’re our youngest, most dedicated detective who I believe would be perfect for this organization. With the proper training, you could even be your top man.” Dane sat looking a bit dumbfounded before he gathered his wits.

“So what do you guys do at this organization?” he asked.

“We focus on the betterment of society in both the civilian and political circles by eradicating the dangers that lurk behind the façade of casual mortality.” Dane was not fazed and could perceive clearly that he was talking about killing beings of the lore; Creatures that lived among the humans to live out their lives without the scrutiny and fear of those who simply did not understand. He knew that some were dangerous and got their kicks out of the suffering of weaker beings, but those were few and far between that there was no need for heavy forces. However, the number of lore creatures living in Cinder City was growing every year and from what Adrian Bolton was implementing, this organization was looking to exterminate every last one of them. Even himself if they ever found out that he was of the lore, but even he couldn’t figure out what he was, or find any creature like him. Even so, he didn’t want anything to do with this eradication project and wondered what kind of history Adrian had with the lore.

Without skipping a beat, Dane responded, “No, sancaktepe escort thanks.” Adrian managed to hide his disappointment well but a muscle in his jaw ticked slightly in response.

“You haven’t even asked why this organization exists or why I’m asking you to join it,” he said calmly, but clearly irritated. Dane raised a brow and sat back in his seat, beckoning his boss to continue. Adrian eyed him for a moment and started again, “Two years ago, a case opened up about a little girl who was kidnapped on her way home from school. The girl, Emily Tyson, was only six years old and had dreams of becoming a ballerina. Police searched for days for little Emily and they finally found her cold and starving in the subway restrooms. She was lost in the subway tunnels and eventually found her way back to the surface. “

“During her days in the tunnels, her kidnapper abandoned her and left her in the tunnels to be sacrificed to creatures that fed on the flesh of humans. She escaped from them and was returned to her worrisome parents in the upper-middle class. Within a day of her homecoming, she brutally attacked her parents and ate her father alive. She had already eaten the entire lower half and the arms of her mother’s live body when the police raided the house. The men opened fire but they were frozen where they stood and were slowly consumed one by one, leaving her mother who bled to death in Cinder City General Hospital. Wendigos; they always start with the hands.”

Dane looked nauseously at his own hands. “Why are you telling me this?”

“Because the people of Cinder City are not safe, nor will they ever be until every last freak of nature is destroyed. There was no one there with the proper training to shoot down a starved wendigo before it killed its parents and men with families. This city needs someone who has the guts to pull the trigger for the sake of those unable to defend themselves. Now, I know this may be a lot to take in –many people can’t handle the idea that there are more dangerous things out there than the perverted, psychotic ice cream man selling rohypnol flavored ice cream to their kids- but you’re a strong young man who I know can rise up to the occasion to make a difference in the lives of the innocent. Think about it, kid. This city needs you.” With that, the chief swiveled his chair around to face the window, leaving the conversation for Dane to exit silently. As he reached the door, Adrian quickly added, “Be sure not to let anyone know of the conversation we had here, and close the door on your way out.”

Dane did as instructed and continued on silently.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

“A startled moan escaped her lips, and she tilted her head back as his tongue flicked one nipple and his hand caressed the other. She was sure he could feel her heart pounding and sense her inexperience. She closed her eyes, and the possibility of being caught by someone—anyone—dissipated as she focused on the pleasure he was giving her.”

Jade is 26 divorced, mother of one child, self employed living and working in Addison Tx. I bumped into Jade a half hour after we were first introduced. She is drinking Shirley Temples since she does not drink, but she is loosening up quickly. When she sees me, Jade put her arm around me and asked me if I was having a good time. I told her I was having a great time. I glanced down at her tits. Jade smiled at me and pushed her tits up against me. I see it in her eyes that she wanted more, so I asked the question. “ Are you having a good time?”, I asked. “ Yes I am”, she replied. Next came the big question, “ Would you like to have a better time?” Jade grinned at me and said, “ I would love to.” I glanced around the room to see where everyone was. I saw them scattered all around. I led Jade down a hallway to the master bedroom. I closed the door and locked it. Her eyes glanced towards me. My eyes shone with a look that made her feel weak. She has never been alone with a older man before, she is nervous. Not until I had seen the feelings of desire in her eyes had I been sure of what I would do. She is ready. Her body is ripe and cried to be touched. It is my responsibility to teach her the things that all women should know. First on the list, her beauty.

Sitting on the velvet love seat, my eyes traced the curvature of her body. Jade squirmed under my inspection. Nervous, she spun around in the clingy dress and sought my approval. Her beauty I said was indisputable and it was time she knew it, ” Do you trust me?” Words whispered and carried to her as sounds of approval were met with a nod.
” Jade remove your dress, it’s time you see what I do.” My voice is deep and sounded somewhat foreign. The look on my face she has never seen. Moisture gathered within and she squirmed. ” Jade. . . .” Looking up at me, she whispered, ” I’m afraid.” Nervously, she bit her bottom lip. Her vulnerability enflamed a fire already burning out of control. Words painful and believed spilling from her trembling lips. Too much neglect and rejection had shattered the self-worth of the exquisite young woman. Her sadness reinforced my determination. She had to see what is so obvious to the rest of the world. Her beauty is powerful. Turning her around and now facing the dark wood mirror that hung above the dresser, I again nudged her towards nudity. Our eyes met in the mirror and with fear coiling within, she nodded. Grabbing the hem of her dress, she lifted the green silk over her head. Only in black heels she stood. Her eyes downcast, Jade waited for my instruction.

Taking her delicate chin in my hand, I lifted her head. In the mirror, our eyes met once more. My gaze held hers. Her pale skin trembled and goosebumps appeared on her pale arms. Time stopped and I held my breath. Jade is even more beautiful than I had imagined. ” Look at yourself . . . you are perfection personified . . . look.” She did. nice firm breasts stood proud with small rose colored nipples. A flat stomach that would lead to the object of any man’s countless sleepless nights. Two perfectly symmetrical pink lips are exactly as I had imagined. Need intensified deep in a place that reason could not enter. Eyes locked on her nude image in the mirror, she watched me step behind her. Trembling she feels her nipples tighten and a warmth radiating through her. Eyes wide as she watched the mirror transfixed as two hands grasped and lifted her breasts. Caressing and kneading the tender flesh I spoke. ” Look at yourself . . . you’re beautiful,” and rolling her dark pink nipples between my fingers, I continued, ” Your breasts are perfect. Men dream of such beauty.” Between each compliment I kissed her neck. ” You believe me, don’t you?”

” Yes, John,” said in a manner that is both part moan and part whisper. Sandy feels a pang. She knew this is wrong. She knew deep down she should make this stop but it just feels too good. My hands, lips and words made any protest pointless. She never wanted me to stop. Sadly, she realized she might not be a ” nice” girl. Sadness is quickly replaced by rushes of pleasure through her petite frame as I released her breasts and gently stroked her slightly curved hips. Compliments and caresses continued as she watched me in the mirror. Her body feels what the woman in the mirror feels but her mind feels numb. Holding her hips firmly, I instructed her to look between her legs. Jolts of electricity are released as I gently ran one finger down the center of her pussy. She watched as I stopped above her slit. Looking into the mirror my glazed eyes met hers and I smiled. ” Your mine tonight?” Sandy nodded at my words. She belonged to me. Nodding, she beamed at me. Trust radiated from her bright eyes as she looks to me. ” Undress me Sandy, you have a lot to learn tonight.” With slender hands that are trembling, she turns and begins to undress me. Alarms sounded but she pushed them away. Now nude myself, I looked down on the beautiful young woman. Patience warred with animalistic urges as I struggled to move slowly. I didn’t want to frighten. I wanted to claim. Pulling her chin up, I stared down into her trust filled eyes and feel my resolve shaken. Everything in me twisted and turned as rising desire demanded relief. She had been the one to try and kiss me. The coffee had become a bottle of wine, which had then become two, and she knew she’d had too much and was probably making a foolish decision, so that is why she was also the one to break off the kiss so suddenly.

Then I grabbed her, hard and fast, she is unable to comprehend at first, for it all moved too quick. I grabbed her around the arm and shoved her hard up against the wall and it hurt where my fingers had gripped and bit into her, it hurt as her head hit the wall behind her, as I push her roughly and held her there with the weight of my body. But it did not matter if it hurt, for my lips are on hers once again, but this time the kiss is hard and forceful. My tongue is in her mouth and my body is pressing against her and my hands are on her breasts, and her waist, gripping her tight. She is helpless to fight against me, not simply because I’m physically stronger than her, but because she seems to lose all will to fight in the face of my determined lusts. She did try to struggle after a moment, briefly, ineffectually, as her wits had return and that sensible part of her brain told her this is wrong and I shouldn’t be allowed to do this. So she tried to pull her face away from me, tried to push me off her, but my teeth clenched and an anger flared in my eyes and I gripped her shoulders with brutal force as I pushed her once again against the wall, this time with far more strength. She literally saw stars as her head hit hard against the wall behind her, her stunned groan entirely unwitting, but I gave her no time to recover, reaching up with one hand to entwine it in her long hair at the back of her head and pulling down hard. She whimpers out loud with the sudden pain, but cannot get out any further sound, for my lips are on hers once again and my tongue is back in her mouth and she stops trying to struggle for fear of what I would do and instead just kissed me back.

She is gasping for breath by the time I pull my face away from her and she took advantage of the respite merely to draw air deep into her lungs, her eyes locked onto my face somewhat fearfully. She sees a cruel amusement in my expression, worse, condescending disdain, as if I had always known she would respond to such harsh treatment, as if I had expected nothing less. My free hand, the one not holding her by the hair at the back of her head, clutched roughly at her breast so that she cannot help but utter a low sound of surprised pain. Something else flared in my eyes then, she thought it was satisfaction, pleased to hear her cries. As she stared up at me in that moment of respite, I still push my body against hers and she is pinned to the wall, my hand on her breast, the other painfully pulling her head back by her hair, she knew then she truly feared me. Feared me and desired me also, desperately, and overwhelmingly. I grabbed her wrist as I stepped away from her, not saying a word, just pulling her suddenly, sharply forward, so that she stumbles and had to use her free hand to grab onto me so as to steady herself in case she fell. I gave her no time to regain her balance, I grabbed her by both arms and shoved her again forward, this time onto the bed.

She fell forward, half on her stomach, half on her side, then quickly scrambled to turn over before I’m on top of her, because she knew by now I wouldn’t wait to see if she was comfortable or if she was unhurt. Her pain meant nothing, I cared about. I will satisfy my desires and I will use her to do so and if it hurt her or if it pleasured her is entirely irrelevant and she is even more afraid of how quickly she has accepted that. I’m on her before she had managed to turn completely over, which meant I only grabbed her shoulder roughly and pulled her back round to where I wanted her, then planted my lips down on hers again as my hands move down to grip her waist. She knew what I was doing and she is helpless to say whether she wanted it or not, for I’m not giving her a choice. I just pushed my hand down, finding her panties and yanking them down, then shoving my hand in them and all of a sudden, my fingers roughly push up inside of her. She cries out loud, though her sounds are muffled by my mouth still on hers, as I roughly jab three fingers all at once into her. It pain is intense as it was rough and sudden, but it would have hurt more if she wasn’t already so wet. She is dripping, far more than she thought was normal, for she is already well lubricated and ready for me and it both surprised and shamed her that it was so, that she could respond so to my rough treatment of her like this.

I pull my fingers out most of the way then shove them in hard again, hurting her so that she arched her back and unwittingly tilted her face away from me as she did so. I let her, my smile viscous as I watch her whimper beneath my touch and she thought about begging me desperately to be more gentle with her, except she is too afraid I would only use that as a reason to hurt her more. Afraid, also, she secretly didn’t want it like this to begin with, unable now even to trust herself. I thrust my hand into her three, four, five times, each time harder than the last, using powerful thrusts until she is crying out helplessly with each thrust, before I pull my fingers quickly out. All of a sudden she found my fingers, sticky and smelling of her, at her already bruised lips and pushed inside her mouth. She tries to turn away, gagging hard, she did not like this, did not like to taste herself, but I would not let her and grab her hair once again with my other hand and turn her head just as I wanted it and made her lick my fingers clean of her juices. I’m grinning nastily as I did, no doubt seeing that her eyes are glassy with tears from her fear and pain, but knowing she is not fighting me, rather she is responding more to each new degrading moment. Then, suddenly, I push myself back off her. If she had ever been going to stop this, if she had ever been going to fight, now is the time. This is when she can get herself away from me. This moment alone she will have to be free.

She did not move, as I push myself back to stand at the side of the bed where she lay. She continues to lay there, looking up at me fearfully and clutching the blankets beneath her with frightened, anxious hands as I lean over and grab her panties, which are still around her thighs, and yank them down. I pull them from her legs, which involved more than a little cooperation from herself, she lifts her buttocks to make it easier for me to do this, not kicking out with her legs so I can remove them quickly. Again, she feels a spike of shame, she is letting me do this to her, but she cannot help it, she cannot help herself, not as she found herself left uncovered and exposed to me. She tries to hide her pussy, though why she knew not, for surely I had already gone too far for her to suddenly become coy now. I only slapped her hands away hard and she knew better and left her open and exposed again, her juices evident on her inner thighs, staining the sheets beneath her. She turns her head, not wanting to meet his eyes, her cheeks flaming red with embarrassment and shame, but I only laugh and as she hears the zipper of my pants open, she cannot help but flick her eyes back, drawn to this, not able to stop it. After that zipper, I undid my belt buckle, then the buckle of my jeans, and then slipped the belt through all the loops, taking it from my pants.

I forced her legs apart with my knees, but she is afraid now, afraid of me and her response to me, and twisted slightly before I can move onto her. The snarl on my face is angry and my weight shifted suddenly. Tears springing to her eyes as she moved herself back round to where I wanted her and when I kicked her legs out wider, she did not fight me, not even as she feels me there, between her legs, the thick hard threat of my masculinity, ready now to take her, whether she liked it or not. I shoved into her, hard. All the way, all at once, so long, so thick, larger than any partner she’d previously had, the very few that there were, and seeming to tear her open with the brutal suddenness of it. She cries out, unintelligible words, she isn’t sure if she is trying to beg me to go slow, to have mercy on her, or if she is trying to tell me, she wanted it all the harder. What she wanted would make no difference anyway, I will take out my lust and my desires on her regardless, and now I pull back and shove into her again and if she thought my fingers had been rough, if she thought they had hurt, then it is nothing compared to my long hard thick cock. I thrust myself in and out all the way with thrusts deliberately designed to hurt and she found herself only pushing back against me, willingly raising her hips to meet mine.

She almost orgasms immediately on my entry into her, which shocked her so bad, she almost forgot to be ashamed. She has never climaxed via penetration, vaginal orgasm just did not exist in her experience, she needed to stimulate the clitoris to get anywhere even close and even then the few partners she’d had over the years hadn’t really been able to satisfy her properly. She’d just grown accustomed to knowing she’d have to do it herself, which was fine, she guessed, that was just the way she worked. Yet now, as I shoved myself so deep, so rough, inside of her, she feels it build suddenly, that familiar sensation, and it only took two or three hard thrusts to bring her to climax. She tries to hide it, clutching at the sheets beneath her and biting back on her lip, but I did not slow and I did not hesitate as I continue to shove myself inside her until all of a sudden she can hold it back no longer. Muscles spasm, body tightening, the groans she had tried to hide escaping from her bruised mouth as for the first time ever she came entirely from the penetration of me inside of her.

That moment was a release in more than one way for her. I did not rest, she had cum, although it hurt more now, she did not try to stop either, instead continuing to push her hips back against me as I dictated our speed and thrusts. Following my lead as she did purely what is pleasing to me alone, she merely tried to do what she could to enhance my pleasure, as if that is all that mattered, and so at the moment it was. She did not try to hide the soft cries, she involuntarily made with each hard painful thrust inside her. She feels as if she can hide nothing from me now, so she let me see the complete affect I’m having on her, or at least, she stopped trying to pretend I couldn’t see it, and just let me have my way. Her hands stopped clutching at the blankets beside her and instead now she brought them up to my waist, clutching at me, as if I were the only thing she could cling onto to save herself from drowning in this experience.

Sensible thoughts flickered through her mind, momentarily there, then forgotten in the sensations of me; knowing I wasn’t wearing a condom, knowing despite her surrender, she in effect has little choice, aware that if she had fought, had outright refused, I would have raped her anyway. Not caring for any of it, only desperate now for me, pushing her hips towards me, clutching at my body, crying out with the pain and the pleasure of the feel of me, prepared to do anything for more of me, anything at all. She wanted my pleasure, she wanted to feel me cum inside her, I had made it very clear I cared little for her pleasures or pains and is solely concerned with using her for my enjoyment. Yet she adopted this also as her goal and worked towards my climax, focused entirely upon it. If she had been brave enough to beg me now, it would not have been for mercy. She would merely have begged me for my seed, to spill my fluids inside of her, and to use her as I will.

There is no warning for her second orgasm, which merged immediately into a third, and left her so stunned, so shocked, that she feels the tears again at her eyes. Just as she had never experienced orgasm from vaginal penetration before, so she had never climaxed more than once in any sexual experience. Yet now her body betrayed her and she found it hard to cope, bucking beneath me as I laughed low over her, a sound of power, and control. He came myself then, as if I had waited entirely for that moment, shoving myself inside of her all the way, she seeing my muscles stiffen, the clenched jaw expression of my face and feeling me inside her jettison load after load of white, sticky cum, she knew she should be worried about it. But she couldn’t, she just raised her hips to meet me, feeling the spasms inside her, the pumping ejaculation as I made sure she took every drop I had and not a drop spilled. Then I took a deep breath and rolled casually off her.

She continued laying there, half naked, sticky, used and abused and stunned. Her body feeling exhausted, her mind is confused. She feels tears in her eyes, she feels dark shame and humiliation all the worse because she had so willingly participated in her degradation. Yet for all her exhaustion, for all her confusion and shame and humiliation, her body feels satisfied. She feels satisfied and surprisingly grateful. After a moment, she turns her head to see me sitting there on the side of the bed, leaning back on my arms and watching her. She didn’t know what to say, only swallowed hard and waited for me to speak first. ” You’re not finished yet…call your manager, your taking tomorrow off…then call your babysitter, your staying here tonight.” I told her, the first words I had spoken this entire time. She didn’t know what I meant, so she opened her mouth to speak, to ask, she just could not find the words. ” I… I don’t understand…” she tried quietly, not sure if she meant it in regards to what I said, or rather to the entire experience. I only reached out one hand to her, after the desire was satisfied and some sense of normality had returned, she flinched away from me. I did not let her get too far, only taking hold of her shoulder and pushing her up. She shifted her weight so as to do as I indicated, sitting up beside me on the bed, she made the phone calls.

Then she found herself surprised when I pushed her insistently, almost threateningly, until she realized suddenly I wanted her down on the floor. ” I’m going to mount you,” I said as she stumbled a little from the bed, not sure what was going on. Her body is a lush young Venus which any man would get a hard on seeing nude like she is now. Her rounded pert breasts whose taut-tipped nipples showed so clearly. Her tiny girlish waist to round hourglass hips, her belly is flat and smooth, and the soft little mound of her pussy swelled gently upward between full well-shaped thighs. From there her long shapely legs tapered downward to the very tips of her toes. Her black shoulder length hair framing a heart-shaped young face that invariably turns heads. Her bright blue eyes are large and full of innocence, with long dark lashes. She has a tiny tilted nose and a ripe red young mouth that beckons even when she is frowning. Her complexion is very smooth and without blemish, white with twin roses in her cheeks. To say that Jade is a beautiful young woman is a understatement. To say that she is proportioned altogether sexily for a twenty six-year old woman is hitting the nail on the head. She has that youthful allure every man dreams of. I sat on the bed staring at her kneeling in front of me.

Her eyelashes flickering slowly on her eyelids as she stares up at me. She sees me sitting there holding my massive penis in one hand, lifting it up over my mature hair-covered testicles, totally naked. My eyes glowed wildly, totally unlike anything she has seen. She has never had a man look like that at her, then I’m standing before her now, with my penis in my hand, some milky droplets glistening in the small opening at its tip, my eyes shining with lust. My
penis seems so much bigger and thicker, covered with a road map of throbbing blue veins. Her nostrils flared, as she feels her heart palpitate faster. Instinctively her trembling fingers move lightly down over the heaving mounds of her shapely breasts, down over her nicely curved belly, then down…into the soft, dark pubic triangle between her shivering legs. A soft gurgle rose from her throat as her fingers slip in through the smooth, moist opening of her pussy lips and further still towards her softly sucking vaginal mouth. Jade begins breathing heavily as she pushes her fingers in through the velvet smooth wetness, then pulls them out again with a gasp. She is experiencing a sexual awakening with a man 29 years older then her. I became her lover at that moment, as she positioned herself on her hands and knees. I came to her with my immense penis in my hand, spreading her legs wide apart, struggling forward with my hairy legs in order to seek entrance in the warm moist opening of her wet velvet glove.

A groan of exquisite joy escaped her parted lips, I kept her turned on. She takes sharp breath in, her nipples are tingling with heat, and the entire triangle of her loins is fluttering and full of butterflies racing around like mad. Her throbbing breasts rose and fell irregularly, alive with emotion. She looks back over her shoulder at me, large as life I’m leaning over her, moving down onto her small body, grating my dark hairy chest all over her back, rubbing her smooth white skin with my rougher flesh, breathing hotly onto the back of her neck, my enormous penis sliding forward in..in through the sensitive wet portals of her hot young cunt…plunging forward…electrifying her hypersensitive little clitoris with my cock, massaging it around agonizingly in a way that made her beautiful dark head strain backward, her mouth open and echoing sharp, urgent little cries, the muscles and veins in her neck standing out, pulsating with un-quenched desire again, striving for an impossibly beautiful orgasm…and then suddenly there I was laying my weight on her back.

My arms wrapped around her torso holding me hunched obscenely over her back. Jade groans as my hips thrusts relentlessly back and forth…as my burning hot penis disappears into her, then came out again, sleek and glistening, out to its full thick length…but at such a furious pace that it took her breath away…she gulps and imagines… and then the tingling…that maltepe escort fierce, mindless tickle in her loins…with me panting. ” Oooooooooohhh, John.” she found herself whispering. I’m moving in and out between her legs, my hungry mouth clamped down on her neck, kissing and biting her soft succulent skin demandingly…my hips working in a mad rhythm… and then…then… ” Ooooohhhhhhh…AH! Honeeeeeeeey!” Jade twists and turns underneath me, as if in the grip of some obscene, soul-destroying torture. A wave of feelings combining with aching pleasure with the sheerest agony washing through her shivering body from her toes to hair ends, momentarily convulsing her hot young flesh and making her cry out. Then there is one long, endlessly drawn-out groan from her parched young lips, and a cascade of perspiration exposed itself on her smooth young skin, joining a post-climactic rush which had traveled swiftly up her arms and to the base of her throat. She groans, moans and whines, her voice fading away little by little as her orgasm over whelms her. It was some time before her eyes opened again and she found herself staring at the bed, her body awash with sweat, covering her body, her lovely face flushed and warm, her thighs weak and trembling. ” Oh God,” she breathes, gulping as the force of her orgasm brought her back to reality.

My broad chest full of wiry black hairs rubbing against her back. My long thick cock sliding in and out of her hotly grasping vagina. ” John! Oh John!” Jade gasps, working her hips desperately to milk my enormous blood-bloated rod of flesh of every last thrill and every last drop of scalding hot sperm. Jade has been on the pill since her divorce, she is delighting in feeling an exquisite thrill as she feels my lust-heated semen squirting up inside of her. Now she wants it more than ever. Jade is experiencing sexual feelings, she never thought were imaginable. She had never made love with the lights on, watching our bodies moving, my shining penis slicking in and out through the caressing passion-drenched folds of her yearning, burning cunt. She is embarrassed watching in the mirrors that surrounded us on the walls at all sides. That is a part of her excitement, watching herself being fucked like this, in whatever position I commanded. The lewdly impaled woman works her hips around and groans, feeling the enormity of my cock sliding so achingly in and out of her burning vagina. It is like being dredged with an earth-mover when I’m inside her, my cock is so huge and dominating. She had never seen a cock that big in her life, she had never imagined sex being so erotic. My huge penis with all those rough, vagina-rippling little ridges, that it had immediately dominated her every thought and consideration for the future. I thrust hard driving my cock all the way inside her.
She feels my cock wildly jerking then she feels hot thick stream of cum spurting out, drenching her womb. We both collapse onto the bed, our bodies covered with sweat and breathing hard.

I roll off of her onto my back, Jade rolls onto her back. She is physically and emotionally exhausted, She has never been fucked in two different positions. Her body aches all over and her pussy is sore from being fucked for an hour or longer. She has never been with a man with sexual prowess and stamina like me. She slowly got up, her legs weak and shaking as she made her way to the bathroom. When she came out an hour later after taking a hot bath, she sees me laying on the bed nude with a hard cock jutting up in the air. I motioned for her to come to bed and suck my cock.
I laid on the bed in semi-erect position lazily stroking my dick. Jade took my cock in her hand, and started slowly licking the head, then she started taking my cock in, slowly. She got to just about her gag point, took in a breath, and then started further down, using a swallowing motion just as she got my cock head right to that point. Once she had me balls deep, she’d pull back a bit, and then go further down. I’m in heaven with this. As she sucked on my cock, she glanced into one of the mirrors to watch herself. I leaned forward sliding my probing fingers into the warm, moist slit of her pussy while she sucked so lovingly on the rigid warmth of my desire-thickened penis. Gently, I stroked the hot tingling lips of her vagina, this drove her wild. She could hardly feel my cum squirting out to flood deliciously against the back of her throat. I pushed her onto her back spreading her legs wide. I buried my face in her sweet smelling pussy. She watched me in the mirror as I licked and nibbled at her fiercely sensitive outer lips of her burning cunt, sliding my tongue snakelike deeply into her clasping vagina, in order to draw ecstatic little gasps from her hoarsely struggling throat. All this mirror-watching is fiercely erotic, a part of love-making she has never experienced in her life.

Being with a older lover has only served to arouse her, when she should have been afraid and cautious with me. Her arousal is bubbling eagerness, her heart racing frantically in her chest. True to my reputation of being dominate I slide my hand to her pert breast, as we kiss passionately. While my tongue fucked her gasping hot mouth, my fingers are suddenly grasping her nakedly stiffening nipple and the firm but resilient flesh of her tender breast. Not wanting to give up my masterful, pussy- drenching kiss, she didn’t struggle to get rid of my gently squeezing hand.
Then I started pinching her throbbing nipple between thumb and forefinger, she became so aroused to do anything about my fiercely erotic fondling. Finally, I leaned my head down, taking one of her bursting hot nipples into my mouth and much of her surrounding sensitive breast as well, sucking hungrily on the young mounds rising and falling with increasing passion beneath my lips. The tickling of my tongue as it batted her nipple back and forth brought it up quickly to a pussy-tingling hardness, and shivering little thrills seeming to pass in waves up her thighs, searing through her pussy and belly, finally pouring like molten lava into the lust-infused roundness of her sensitive young breasts. So preoccupied she didn’t notice when my other hand slipped between her legs, madly caressing her smooth cream-white thighs.

” No-Oh, John, no!” she protested, sensing that she might not be able to hold me back in time. My hands keep stroking her relentlessly, roving the full length of her aroused young body, over her crazily quivering stomach and on down to her soft throbbing pubic triangle. Then I begin stroking her pussy, lewdly pushing my middle finger up into the moist vaginal split of her pussy. This starts an aching, yearning sensation that is totally unlike any other feeling Jade has ever known before in her young life. In reality, she knew of nothing to compare it with. Her masturbating has never given her sensations like this before. Jade is struggling and protesting strongly against her ardent lover’s searching fingers, though with increasingly weaker resolve, as she squirms around on the bed beneath my maddening caresses. ” No…no…John…not again so soon…Oh please don’t,” she gasps excitedly into my ear.
Which only served to spur me on! Paying no attention to her pleas, suddenly there is a warm blunt pressure against the top of her thigh. She gasps. The muscles of her body contracting violently as she now feels its hard muscular heat against the smooth naked flesh of her thigh. Jade is about to pull away, despite her arousal, then suddenly my fingers are probing again between her legs, moving deeper inside her wet passion-slick churning vagina. This sent a shock of pleasure rippling through her, which had no counterpart in memory. The electric quality of that feeling froze the young woman to the bed. She could not move for the moment as ecstatic pleasure raced around inside her inexperienced twenty six year old body.

I took this to mean that I could have my way with her again, and immediately pursued further. Taking her slender small hand, I placed it over my obscenely hard cock, forcing her fingers to wrap around it. She clenched it tight out of instinct, hearing me groan with pleasure as she affectionately squeezes it, my groan mingling with her ecstatic gasps of joy. She never expected it to be so enormous so soon. Her fingers can barely go around it. Without thinking, she begins to massage the thick outer skin back and forth, up and down over the muscular shaft. Nothing else in the world has ever felt so nice or so complete. I’m pushing my middle finger deep into her wide-splayed cunt, which is wet from the juices seeping so excitedly from its parted lips. I’m stretching her small slit open; the thrill I’m giving her races wildly through her excited body. Her attempt to resist is feeble. Jade relaxes her inner thighs giving me greater access to her open pussy, and at the same time, increasing the speed of her hand fondling my desire-hardened cock. With each gentle pull, she feels my cock jerking upward toward increased hardness, she has never felt a cock grow harder in her hand. God, will he try to thrust it up between her legs again, she wondered?

Then, suddenly, I tried to roll over on top of her, prudence at last taking firm hold on her morally straying mind, she managed to resist. Clamping her thighs tightly together, she trapped my rock-hard penis warmly between them. I struggled like a madman to lift up and get the hot rubbery tip lodged into the opening of her wet throbbing vagina, but she struggleS with all her strength against me – inadvertently, at the same time, tightening her grip on my straining cock. Then I forced the head of my cock, its wildly pulsating tip poised between the splayed-open lips of her cunt, she feels a hot, thick stream of pre-cum spurting out of it, drenching her pubic hair with my warm sticky sperm. She pushed me off her and rolled on her side, I pushed her flat on her stomach, forcing her legs wide apart.
I position myself between her legs, grabbing my cock in my hand, I lean forward shoving my cock inside her. Jade gasped with the sudden penetration, I’m fucking her furiously, my pelvis jerking powerfully, my hands on ether side of her thighs so she can’t move, my slick penis sliding lewdly in and out of her body. Jade’s breath had whooshed out of her lungs as she gasped in amazement at the furious fucking she is receiving.

She turns her head to side, my eyes fastened on her, as I laid on top of her in savage sexual embrace. She is blushing meeting my gaze, innocent as that meeting is, she feels my hot breath against her cheek. She wonders obscenely what my long tongue might feel like if it licked her. The she feels my tongue lick her neck, ” OH…OH… OH MY GOD! JOHN!” My fucking her in this position became all the more excruciatingly erotic. She feels every last blood-filled ridge of my masterful cock thrusting into her clenching pussy, drawing the folds of her pussy with it in ecstatic surrender. My thick lust-engorged rod of flesh dredging her pussy so brutely…” John…Oh God…John…no.. John…oh…oh…oh…OH!” I continue slamming into her; my ravaging penis twisting this way and that, bumping savagely at her sensitive little clitoris. My hands gripped her shoulders without mercy, my face and neck straining toward my orgasm. I’m gasping as Jade’s warm wet vaginal walls slide over my hard cock like melted butter. Her pussy is caressing and kissing my raging cock…My head fell loosely forward and back, like the head of a puppet, as my pelvis buffeted forward and my thick rock-hard cock speared her without mercy. I hear her whimpers of approaching orgasm.

My cock racing up between her trembling legs like a fast whirring drill boring through the depths of the earth, battering and smashing all before it in great waves of warm moist flesh, my pelvis smacking into her with hard, sharp slaps that reverberated through the bedroom like a flat-handed blow across the cheek. I reach forward with both hands and grasp her shoulders, pulling her body tightly against me. My thick hard cock buried to its full length in her quivering body, she feels the hardness of its cap like head pressing snugly against the sensitive end of her cervix.
Jade shuddering through her shattering orgasm, groaning all the while laying under me flat on her stomach, another orgasm is building up. She had never been fucked flat on her stomach like I’m now doing. She is working toward another overwhelming fulfilling orgasm, she continues to work her pelvis around my pummeling hard thrusts.
She feels my hands sliding down to the rounded curves of her hips as I begin a slow, teasing rotation of my hard cock deep inside her womb. Her muffled sobs of delight mingling with my passionate gasps while my hands caress her hips. Then I raise up off her body and begin shifting to a series of hard cruel thrusts, the fluted pink flanges of protective flesh around her pussy drawing back with each out-stroke, then being swallowed inside again as I thrust forward into her open pussy with a powerful in-and out rhythm. Squeezing her soft jiggling buttocks, then grabbing her hips, pulling her back over my bursting cock while I continue ramming into her with increasing abandonment.

My body is now a ball of sheer uncontrolled lust unleashing itself completely against the squirming twenty six year old dark haired woman beneath me. I feel my hot cock growing thicker and thicker in her belly as I grind my bloated penis savagely into her with a wave of tremulous delight flickering across my lust-contorted features. Jade is young, tender and so hot, so helpless beneath my animal urgency – Jade has never experienced primal animal lust like this in her life. My penis is so hard and burning as it never has before. I’m almost there now, almost there, as I continue to ram her savagely with long hard strokes. I have to end it before I went insane. Jade’s whimpers stretching into a long, low continuous whine that fills the master bedroom like a distant siren. Through the dim haze of her tortured mind, she is in a euphoric stupor with my cock pistoning inside her, she feels my cock swelling and my rampaging shaft may split her ecstatically in two. Oh yes… yes…I’m going to cum in her…her raging bull…Sobs begin to rack her passion-drenched flesh, her willowly body shivering.

Then, as her warm wet vaginal muscles clamped down tight around my hard-driving cock, I suddenly threw back my head and let out a ferocious growl, my pelvis shaking volcanically as my lewd hot sperm shot deep into Jade’s wide-swept vaginal passage. She groans in helpless submission, working her vaginal muscles furiously in order to climax again before I became soft. Spurt after spurt of fiery liquid sperm emptied into her, filling her womb and belly to the bursting point. ” Oh God! JOHN!” she whined as she feels it ricocheting around in a warm wet pool far up inside her. All that lovely lust-quenching semen being squirted into her feeling so hot and heavenly. Jade working her undulating muscles up and down around my depleted rod of flesh, struggling for yet another orgasm, she knew already that it was too late – that pussy-satisfying hardness was gone. I roll off of her, we fell a sleep. We woke up showered and dressed then went out to a restaurant for a late dinner.

I woke up horny at 2am, I roll on my side next to a sleeping Jade. I begin caressing her thigh, Jade is still fresh from the most enervating, debilitating feelings of desire, the feel of my rough hand on her sensitive thigh heightened slightly the discomforting flutter in her pussy. But she is not alarmed. I take a long, swiping lick at her naked breasts! Alarmed now, she drew back swiftly. ” John! No not again, whatever’s come over you?” Instinctively, she drew the thin cotton coverlet up over her vulnerable breasts. My hot wet tongue has started them burning again, and now they are tingling. She has never been with a man with a ravenous sexual appetite. She let the coverlet drop again, revealing the rounded firmness of her panting young breasts with their high, hardened nipples. ” Come here, John,” she said affectionately, I move closer. Taking my head in her arms, she cradled my face so that my tongue lolled out wetly along her forearm as I looked up at her full of lust. She stroked the crown of my head and kissed me, murmuring, ” I’m sorry, John. You forgive me, don’t you?” Jade sighed and lay back on the bed naked, squeezing her aching breasts briefly and then spreading her long black hair out in back of her on the pillow like a fan. Jade sighed with increasing sensuality, wiggling her fingers just inside the sensitively tingling mouth of her seeping pussy. It is very pleasant to just lie here, playing idly with herself, I lay watching her.

” God,” she breathed, squeezing her hotly throbbing breasts, ” if only I could do something – anything I’m burning up, John, and I can’t seem to get any satisfaction.” ” John,” she breathed, rubbing her fingers into her pussy. ” If only I had some way of stopping this horrible burning feeling. Gosh, it’s killing me, John.” I suddenly got up and moved swiftly over the top of her, rising up on my knees and putting my hands on her naked silky thighs. She ran a hand affectionately over the side of my face. I groaned and her legs fell open mindlessly, her fingers still working in the moistly glistening outer flesh of her soft pink pussy. I was becoming very horny watching her play with herself. I leaned down between her long outstretched legs…” John! No! No! You mustn’t!” Jade tried to push my head away, but suddenly, deftly, my tongue shot out like a lizard’s and whipped startlingly, breathtakingly, all the way up along her crazily tingling pussy slit from her small ass to her quivering little clitoris! ” OHHHH! JOHN!” Her head fell backward with a gasp as I struggled to get a better position between her widespread legs. Her hands gripped my head, but instead of forcing me back, she drew me closer. Then suddenly Jade can feel my warm tongue brush excitingly against the trembling insides of her thighs, and suddenly her desire-heated pussy feels as if it were a well gushing forth spring water.

She can’t remember when her pussy had ever cum so quickly, and then suddenly my mouth is rubbing maddeningly at the lips of her pussy, and my tongue is taking long, swiping hot licks that flashed wet along her twitching ass cheeks, slapped in between, and finally circled in like a drill to churn hotly through the moistly flooded entrance to her flaming twenty six year old cunt. ” Oh John…oh, darling…you mustn’t…oh no…please don’t…it’s wrong… oh God…oh God. But Jade’s protests quickly weakened to the point where she can scarcely hear them herself. The quick rush of my thick wet tongue thrust forward between the warm fleshy folds of her cunt is a flame-like pressure all through her helplessly splayed pussy that can no more be rejected than life itself. Oh, this is wrong! her brain screams in her tormented head, pressing her fingers down into my hair. She must get me to stop. She must make me stop. How can she get me to stop? At the same time her mind realized this was wrong, the wellspring of desire that has been boiling for so long, awaiting an outlet from the fiery cave of her pussy, became like molten lava being spewed from a sharp volcanic fissure up from the depths of the earth. The feeling of my tongue lapping along the crevice between her legs, drawing all the innate moisture from it as if it were honey, is too wonderful to be borne.

She closed her eyes and let her befuddled brain wander off, pondering its moral judgments, as she gives herself over completely to this ecstatically satisfying feeling of my moist warm tongue moving so… oh so lewdly… focusing her entire being on this mind-bending delight which existed nowhere else in the world but up between her widely stretched thighs, focused within that hot small circle of desire that glows like a halo surrounding the center point of her lust – her electrified and fiercely tingling clitoris. The shocked young woman gasps from the sudden unexpected entry of the tip of my tongue into her soft wet vaginal passage and a surprised, ecstatic sigh seems to bound from wall to wall. Instinctively her pelvis bucks upward with the first electric contact in an involuntary spasm of delight. Her vaginal passage contracting, opening and closing tightly around the thick smooth length of my tongue, which is sinking deeper and deeper inside her pussy, and then it withdrew. Her breath exploding in small, quick gasps that muffled themselves into tiny, mewling little groans of increasing lust as I begin a maddening curling and flicking of my moist warm tongue, then embedding it again deep inside her trembling pussy. Shivers of purest delight moves in waves upward from her pussy and cascades over her trembling flesh. She feels as if she were in a dream world.

None of this would really be possible if she had refused to go out on a date with me. She is holding my head so affectionately and moaning long, mindless sighs of purest, soul-dredging ecstasy. She had to be dreaming it. Nothing in the world seems to exist but that point within her pussy which is glowing like a hot coal beneath my talented tongue, around which the ragged pink lips of her pussy caressed like waves falling upon a tropical shore. My tongue withdrew and plunged in again, working slavishly within my beautiful dark haired lover, gaping hot pussy… plunging, withdrawing, licking, lapping, drawing the folds of her pussy out stuck to my tongue as if they were postage stamps. Jade’s cries are one long, low continuous moan now as her mind seems to disintegrate and her body gives itself over to the most mind-shattering pleasure Jade has ever known in all her young life. I withdrew my lashing tongue from inside the smooth wet passage of her pussy, finding the hard, throbbing little bud of her clitoris and licking that as well, dredging screams of electrified ecstasy from Jade’s lust-contorted face.

I lap wildly at the little pleasure-button until Jade thought she would die. This isn’t sex-it is a whirlpool of ecstasy in which she is drowning as if she had fallen into a vat of honey. She writhed and bucked in a lewd dance of desire above my licking and nosing face, totally given over to this mindlessly energizing feeling which required no apology and no explanation, but which is a force and a tide so great that a woman could only surrender to it completely and let herself be carried off by it. This feeling is a rushing river carrying one off in a sea of sensuality; one cannot possibly fight it, but who would want to? ” Ooooooh, oohhhh, darling, oh darling…” she crooned, her flesh and mind totally lost in this cunt-centered sensation, out of control from the delicious and obscene licking of her burning young pussy. The muscles of her buttocks hollowed and contracted, struggling to draw every last drop of joy from this excruciating feeling that is burning like a brush fire the entire length and depth of her hotly exposed pussy. Her pussy seems to flower open wider and wider, like a rose in sunshine, the moistness between her legs increasing with every second of my licking tongue. My tongue working so masterfully at her wide-stretched pussy. By now her cum is flowing as if through a crack in a dam, running in trickles down the insides of her thighs to make a sticky, milky warm pool under her buttocks on the bed.

Jade feels as if her gasping and panting will never end. The glowing spot of desire within her pussy is growing larger and larger, like a balloon filled with cum and almost ready to burst. Her pelvis and hips writhing and bucking. This is the most beautiful heavenly thing she has ever experienced in her life. If this isn’t sex and ecstasy, then nothing else can be. Her pussy has become manavgat escort a ball of fire that is burning up, in its fiery flight through the starry heavens. She wants only to live the rest of her life with my tongue driving between her legs, sending shivers of sensual ecstasy cascading from one end of her young naked body to the next, burning her nerve endings as if they are so much confetti. Now she is going to cum! She is sure of it! At last! Oh God, at last! But I sensed this as well, her excitement communicating itself to my savage and luring penis as it grows harder, as if it were on a long, fine wire connecting our two genital regions. Growing thicker and harder. I loved my young lover and I recognize her burning need. This has drawn me to lick affectionately, hungrily at the warm moist folds of her open pussy until Jade feels as if her pussy were a small sun.

Now I recognized something else, her glistening crevice that I’m licking between her shivering legs is a moist, hot velvet glove that needs fucking. I didn’t consciously think of this, but rather I feel it in my testicles, which begin producing sperm at a frantic rate and filling my throbbing penis with lust-heated blood. Expanding warmly on all sides, I feel it becoming bloated and eager to quench itself in the sensual bath between my beautiful dark haired lover’s long squirming legs. It is jutting outward from my pelvis, painfully hard, then I move forward again, interested solely in the approach to Jade’s wet quivering pussy. My long thick cock aching with anticipation as it contemplates burying itself fully. The blood-engorged shaft filling the writhing wet confines of the young woman’s pussy. I didn’t pause in my furious licking of her tender tremulous pussy. I masterful struggle on my knees to wedge my body up more tightly within the V of her soft cream-white thighs. Jade, is not yet aware of what is going on, continuing to moan and groan mindlessly from the beautiful pussy-shattering agony, she is being forced to endure. Her legs fall open at an obtuse angle, presenting no resistance to my approach. As yet she has no inkling that my penis is jutting straight out and jerking wildly, bloated with hot primal desire for her again.

I’m slithering upward inside her widely-stretched legs, my big penis waving lewdly around in front of my loins, wet and glistening, occasionally attracting one of her thin dark pubic hairs, to its lust-moistened length, almost an inch away from the passion-flooded opening of her pussy. In this position it is almost impossible for me to continue licking at her cunt, my tongue shifted wetly into her sparse dark pussy hair, then across her trembling lower belly to her navel, sending a fierce wave of excitement through Jade’s already thoroughly sex-crazed young flesh. Then my tongue is flicking at the underside of one of her firm breasts, running over that swollen young roundness and slapping wetly at the tingling high, hard nipple. Jade gasping mindlessly then there is a sharp, whooshing intake of her breath as she feels my tongue swirling wetly, excitingly over her throbbing hot breasts, caressing those high-rising mounds of flesh in a way that left the helpless twenty six-year old love-slave knowing not where, who or what she was. The heat in her pussy is a blazing fire like the hot flames slapping at the sides of a cauldron. Endless whimpers breaking into pleadings from her, like nothing she has ever heard before. But Jade isn’t noticing. She is too busy. Her arms went instinctively up around my shoulders. She never thought she would ever have met a older man who is a master at seducing a woman and sex. She has never enjoyed having her pussy licked until now, I lick her cunt so obscenely.

She hopes I never stop, she grabs my neck and shoulders tight. She feel my coarse chest and belly hair as my body arches forward within the milk-white semi-circle of her legs, feeling my tongue licking upwards, all over her pulsating breasts, up over her throat and neck until finally…finally my tongue is probing hotly down into her open mouth! If her ex-husband’s kiss had served to excite her, the feeling of my hot wet tongue flooding her open and sighing mouth is pure heaven delirium. She can almost think of herself as a female bitch, her legs moving instinctively to wrap themselves up around my hips…as suddenly, unexpectedly, I move forward and the plum-shaped end of my penis pushes its way through her moistly glistening pussy lips. Oh my God! He’s doing it to me again! Oh my God. But she is powerless now, a helpless slave in bondage to this erotic feeling of total subservience to sex, dominated totally by the masterful technique of this older man who had formerly been a stranger but is now, unbelievably, becoming her lover! Her mouth is helplessly glued to mine, as she sucks hungrily on my tongue as it invaded her panting mouth, exploring the sides, top and bottom of her gasping mouth. If the maddening sensations which are eating her pussy alive had not been so extreme, she is afraid she might have swooned dead away out of pure bliss.

There is not anything else in the world known as pleasure; there cannot possibly be anything else similar to it! The crooning young woman drowning in a sea of sensuality, tossing and turning in waves that are so high their whitecaps cannot be seen or guessed at. This is more than bliss, more than joy; it is as if the whole universe had opened up into brightest light and all the stars have combined to become one. Life previous to this had no meaning or reason for existence. Her entire life has been lived just for the purpose of meeting this exact moment in time. ” John… oh, John… darling… mmmmmmmm…” The plum shaped blood-filled head of my penis is now pushing through the elastic tight opening of her cunt, burrowing slowly deeper into the warm wet walls of her tight resisting pussy. I’m panting heatedly as my shining slick rod moves forward, parting the softly curling strands of her sparse pubic hair and inching its way inward. I look down at my dark-haired mistress with lust-gleaming eyes as she sucks, delirious with passion, on my wet tongue. The tiny moist lips of her pussy contracting around my lust-engorged penis like the mouth of a fish gasping desperately for breath. I ache all over; my balls feel as if they are on fire with need for my beautiful young mistress. I wanted her the first time I saw her.

With nostrils flaring, I gazed down at the whiteness and purity of my mistress’s lushly formed body. On either side of my thighs, her thighs now wrapped hungrily around my close-moving body, locking tightly up over my waist pulling me into her with a savage burst of passion that is irresistible. The tip of my surging penis broke easily through the thick walls of her vaginal canal, drawing a gasp of joyous delight from her, which is now kissing my face all over. My penis and testicles aching like never before as I drive deeper and deeper into the dark triangle of her pussy. When the plum shaped end of my cock first touched the tight walls defining her vaginal canal, Jade thought that she would die from the shock. It has been a very long time since feeling a penis inside her, she has never felt a penis like mine inside her. In another moment my thick cock is bursting through and sliding swiftly upward to the very end of her channel, so that now she is bringing into play vaginal muscles she has never dreamed she had. If my initial licking of her overexcited cunt has filled her pussy with honey, this feeling is whip cream, She has never dreamed her first real fuck since her divorce could possibly be so erotic and wonderful. It is nowhere near as painful as before. After the initial stretching of her vaginal walls, which was painful enough to bring a cry of pain mixed with delight from her, the rest of the feeling of being fucked is nothing but a smooth, sliding, effortless ecstasy.

My penis is slick and thick for the purpose of imparting a fresh new thrill with each additional inch of depth to which I buried it. And now as it moves forward to the very end of her tight cunt, the young woman wonders deliriously how she has ever lived the entire twenty six years of her existence without having this incredibly erotic experience. Life would be unthinkable without it after the time spent with me. ” Mmmmmm,” she crooned, working her hips ardently around my pleasure-giving rod of flesh. ” Darling I love you,” she whispers into my ear as my hips begin working as well, thrusting with animalistic fervor driving my thick shaft deeper between her widespread white thighs. The warm soft edges of her flute-edged cunt closing wetly over my moving shaft, as I begin panting as I never have before. My nostrils flared, and soft growls of primal delight echoing from my throat, as her tight hot pussy walls slip soothingly over my penis, enclosing it in hot warmth and loving it to death on every stroke. ” Oh – oh – oh oh…” Jade had been about to cum when I suddenly changed from licking her pussy to driving my penis deep into her heaving white belly, and now she is hurtling forward toward it again. Over and over, she groans, as I surged into her, feeling my penis pushing apart the smooth, yielding walls of soft inner flesh like a speed boat, cutting through the water.

Her body shaking. If she can’t have this erotic experience permanently, she didn’t want to live. The impaled dark haired woman squealing when my cock jerked, giving her a fierce twinge of electrical shock. She is wet and open, and wanted nothing in all the world but her lover. At last she is quenching that fierce craving that has dominated her existence since the divorce! Groaning and sobbing with happiness, she works to help her lover, until she can no longer catch her breath. There is no respite now. The obscene intrusion in her twenty six year old pussy is expanding as her tight pussy dilated and undulated around it. My uncontrolled assault let her feel the heavy weight of my muscular loins crushing hard between her outstretched legs, sweeping them wider and wider apart as I press forward with all of my strength to bury myself as deep into her quivering white belly as is possible. All the while my sweat covered body is painting her smooth white flesh as if with a brush. As my penis begins to swell, Jade feels as if she is impaled on a telephone pole. She clenches the muscles of her buttocks lovingly around that primitive intruder, caressing and fondling the long, hard fleshy shaft that she has come to worship and love in such a short time. All of which served to incite me all the more. Her cuntal muscles clasping around me, so wet and warm, are driving me crazy, making my enormous cock throb and grow within her dark hair-fringed young cunt until Jade feels stretched and filled in her belly and pussy beyond all possible imagination. My nostrils flaring as I begin making low growling sounds as I attempt to reach my orgasm. I’m slamming in and out of her with long hard strokes, my arms holding tight to the softly rounded curves of her upper arms, and the silken sheath of her wide-stretched and throbbing pussy bucking up and down over the thickness of my thrusting cock.

” Ooooohh, oh, ooooohhhhh darling loverrrrrr…” my twenty six-year old mistress murmurs from deep in her heaving chest. The sounds came out so muffled and indistinct she couldn’t have understood them herself. With every hard forward thrust I’m pushing her closer to the fierce, bottomless precipice wherein lays – she knew a massive orgasm, waiting to overwhelm her. This fantastic, experience made masturbation no more important than a spent match. My thick cock filling her to the bursting point and then some. I have forced her thighs open to an almost impossible angle, yet she loves it and wants it never to stop. My monstrous ever-growing cock feeling as if it wanted to spear up through her writhing body and come out her throat. The feel of my hands on her aching flesh made our erotic adventure all the more illicit and exciting beyond all reason-the ultimate in obscenity! She having heard the rumors and read the stories about my divorces and womanizing are in the past. For the moment she is at the center of my attention and wants to remain there.

I’m panting, saliva dripping from my mouth all over her buffeted white flesh, spilling down between her breasts and all over her soft smooth belly to mingle in her matted dark pubic hair just above our cock-pussy union. Opening her eyes and looking down, she sees my slick thick penis disappearing inside of her and coming back again at a furious rate. It shone with moisture from her cunt, now seeping out over my loins as well, a sizable part of my hairy thighs. This obscene sight excited the inexperienced young woman even more, and she begins writhing and bucking beneath me, pleading like a helpless slave to orgasm. I’m excited with her as I ram into her with increasingly frantic abandonment. The bucking young woman beneath me incites me into a frenzy. Beneath me, my adored dark haired mistress twists her head with passion, her eyes gleaming with lust, her beautiful long black hair flying all over.

Jade’s mouth opens and closes fish-like in total sensual torment, as she is buffeted by the sheerest excitement generated by this illicit affair. Only a month ago she had rejected a young guy-and yet here she is being fucked by a 55 year old man! It scarcely seems reasonable-yet it is unquestionably wonderful. I’m fucking her faster than before, building towards my climax, mercilessly battering her upper thighs beneath my hard-driving pelvis. My lips bared back from my clenched teeth, my breath coming in short machine gun blasts that crackled obscenely through the now musky-scented bedroom. ” Darling,” she groaned, half whimpering, ” I think I’m cumming – oh God I am! Oh God! Oh John! OH DARLING!” Then we orgasm together. My body above her begins shuddering and jerking, my cock spurting my hot sticky sperm deep up inside of her. Jade’s mouth opens in a loud, uncontrollable ” AAAAHHHHHHEIEEEEOOH!” as she feels my lewd sperm filling her no longer untouched vaginal passage in a great flood of lust-fired heat. She feels it rushing hotly into her and filling the depths of her womb until she thought she would burst.

There are several convulsive jerks of my pelvis, and then she forgot me totally as she went spinning forward up into euphoric heavens, thrashing with closed eyes and open mouth, and trying mindlessly to push me off because this feeling is too overwhelming and she can’t stand it for another minute, and then it is like a big nozzle has opened inside her belly, and her vaginal walls begin gushing their response all over my urgently pummeling cock…except that she isn’t there in my bed, in my house, on my street, in her city, but rather she is flying up into the bluest blue sky, outward toward the universe, with every nerve ending in her young body being consumed in sensual flames as wave after wave of orgasmic convulsion washes through her helpless body. “Beautiful… beautiful… beautiful…” the twenty six-year old dark haired woman gurgled, and then she fainted. The sexy young woman stirring restlessly on the rumpled bed, consumed by emotion. Her frazzled nerve endings are only gradually being renewed. Still whimpering from the massive orgasm I had given her, her mind seems to have shattered into a dozen pieces, moving off into space, and is very gradually pulling itself back together again. Her long-lashed blue eyes fluttering open and fought to rejoin her pretty head.

Strong musky odor, wafting through her nostrils, causing her brow to wrinkle slightly as though deep in concentrated thought. Her tongue circled her lips, catching a slight taste of sticky moisture. She looks down and sees the twin peaks of her heaving breasts lying in unrest between her eyes and the rest of her sexy young body. Her legs are spread far apart as if an invitation to some phantom lover standing at the foot of the bed. Had it been real, that starkly vivid dream – a dream of something so erotic, so immoral that she can now barely let herself even think of it. The vividness of it flickered across her sex-debauched mind, though, as if she were watching a slightly out-of-focus television screen. Her body aching. There, in her vision, is her lover, big and powerful and hairy, my body working furiously over her as I commit an act so obscene that one scarcely dared give it a name. That she had had dreams and thoughts about since her divorce is one thing. But to have a dream like that about a 55 year old man is a scandal to be faced for longer than a single instant. If she ever considered fornicating with her father, it was a taboo that would never be achieved; but to think of having sex with a 55 year old stranger must also be taboo.

Or was it? She rubbed her thighs smoothly together and sighed. She feels so deliciously relaxed. Whatever has happened to her in her marvelous dream, it has certainly been heavenly. Carefully caressing her soft smooth hands around over her sensitive young breasts, touching them guardedly in gentle exploration. Ooooh, she moans, they are so tender. She squeezes them, giving a little gasp of delight as her taut pink nipples oozed up between her spread-open fingers, towering lewdly above the milk-white mounds. Her hands explore further, coursing their way down over her fluttering stomach to her still open thighs. She groans again as her fingers tenderly touch the bruises lining the soft wet edges of her pussy. What had made that? Surely not my penis, as in her fantastic dream? But it had felt so smoothly satisfying in the dream, not brutal at all as she’d expected a big penis to feel. Her fingers probing carefully around the tiny sensitive opening to her vagina, becoming moist from the warm sticky liquid that oozed from it, wetting the split of her buttocks and the bed beneath. Something had happened. She wouldn’t have had all that wetness around the edges of her cunt otherwise. And then she sees me. Sitting in a chair at the foot of the bed. Lust still in my eyes so fraught she can’t deny me.

” Come here, John,” she murmurs sweetly, her pale young face glowing, cheeks all rosy, relaxed and sexually happy. She patted the bed beside her, her eyes dilating slightly with desire. I crawled up onto the bed, she knew I would. Suddenly on the bed with her and licking her earlobe affectionately as she giggles and grabs my head, feeling my coarse body hair against her overheated milky skin. She wiggles upward and rubs her soft resilient breasts against me. My tongue licking her and she licks back in an affectionate French kiss, trying briefly to take my tongue into her mouth so that she could suck on it. Her hands came up on my buttocks as we fondled each other then suddenly – glancing down – she sees that I have become aroused again, the plum shaped tip of my penis is now poking her, a glistening wet drop of semen showing at the tiny slit in its tip. Suddenly her nostrils flare and her breathing begins coming more hotly. Her eyes fixed as if hypnotized upon that protruding cock that is between my hairy legs.

As we played, she occasionally lost sight of it, but not for long, and now something very strange and obscene came slowly to dominate her sex-drugged mind. That is my penis, she thought, the one that had loved her. It looks big and menacing again, sticking out at her. Yet when I had pushed it into her body, it had been so long hard and thick. It had filled her up, pushing out the walls of her hot young vagina with inexorable pressure that became excruciating, agonizingly delightful, and which finally sent her spinning rapturously off into space, a sex-drenched slave to my love. Now suddenly she wants it – yes, wants it in her mouth. But no, that is nasty and disgusting. How can she bear it? It had fucked her, but that was something else again. Her mouth is a different thing from her cunt. She might throw up if I shot some of that sticky cum from my penis, down her open and swallowing throat. Swallowing… could she make herself swallow it? What did it taste like? All of a sudden a compelling curiosity consumes the musing Jade. My cum, she thought. What did it taste like? Would it be salty? Say, the same as her ex-husband’s, for example? What would be the exact differences in measurement and feel between their two cocks? What would be the difference between them if she had them both in her mouth, say, at the very same time? Jade feels a gush of warm liquid exploding outward and downward from her pussy.

She has a tremendous, overwhelming urge to suck on my penis and find out just what my cum tasted like and could it make her feel ok with oral sex. After all, she told herself, her mind working to rationalize away all feeling of disgust, I had licked her pussy to satisfy her. It is only fair that she return this most ultimate of devotion. She smiles as I continue to kiss and lick her neck, occasionally probing with my warm, moist tongue into her ear or down over her young breasts. Tentatively, her hand reaches out, cupping my large testicles in the cool affection of her hand. I’m gasping and groaning, she sighs and her eyes lit up as she watches my penis swelling with blood. Her heart racing. Did she really want to do this? But she can’t seem to help herself. Her obscene curiosity is much too overwhelming for her. She has felt my cock inside of her many times – now she wants to feel it in her hand…and perhaps…even in her mouth…She is trembling again as she remembers how my long glistening cock had spewed its hot lewd sperm up high into her..She continues to caress my genitals with her fingers, teasing and tormenting herself, while I became increasingly aroused as well. She can’t make up her sex-addicted mind. Should she or shouldn’t she? Finally she closes her eyes and utters a little cries that is half moans, half a sigh of ecstatic resignation. Her hand clasping my growing penis firmly, feeling its smooth thick length resting wetly within her excited grasp. Yes, she loved it.

She knew that now…she loved having it fuck her… and she wanted to suck on it…there was no escaping it. Hypnotized by the forbidden fruit of our illicit relationship, which is sending paralyzing waves of sexual electricity shooting through her sex-starved pussy, Jade suddenly, instinctively, bent her head. While one hand pushed me back down on the bed on my back with arms at my side, she drew my burning hot penis – now out to almost nine inches in hard length, closer and closer to her parted pink lips. Her long black hair wafted like a fan over my body…then her mouth, forming a wide oval, slips slowly down over my lust-bloated cock. Her full sensual lips closed over with the most delicate of touches, her tongue licked at its shining smoothness, and then she is running her mouth all the way down to the bottom until my cock bumped the back of her throat, making her cough a little. I’m groaning as her mouth contained lovingly all of my hot throbbing penis. Jade sighed in ecstasy. Sucking my penis is far more delicious than she ever have possibly imagined. The feel of my bloated cock-flesh in her mouth is warm and smooth, with isolated hot ridges pulsating under their load of muscle-expanding blood. Her tongue licking around and under it, making me wince with passion. She wanted to taste every last inch and know this delicious morsel from top to shining tip, from which she licked off droplets of cum as swiftly as they appeared. Running her hands longingly over the length of my body, her fingers pausing to fondle my nipples, which had become very hard like little buttons.

My thick, glistening penis is thrust far back into her ravenously sucking mouth, as I groan and instinctively arched my pelvis up at her. The full force of my rigidity continues to expand in the velvet-smooth softness between her tongue and the marmaris escort roof of her mouth. A thousand sensations seem to be ripping at my struggling loins. Then suddenly all of my passion rushed forward a spurt from my sperm-bloated testicles, a stream like a shower of sparks far into the depths of her throat. Jade choked and sputtered for a long-held moment as the scalding hot gushes of sticky cum burst in thick jets into the confines of her open sucking mouth. Then she saw me shudder with satisfaction. She choked, gasped and swallowed with happiness to have this most ultimate of tributes from me. Then my still hard penis began slipping with a lewd wet sucking sound from between her cum covered lips. The hollows of her throat worked for long moments afterwards, swallowing in great gulps the searing hot sperm I had flooded into her throat.

I suddenly push her away and sit up, grabbing her roughly pushing her onto her stomach. She feels a tightness in her chest. Instinctively she knew what I wanted. She laid there petrified as I came up behind her. I grabbed her hips pulling her up onto her hands and knees. Pushing her legs apart, crawling between them. Leaning against her rubbing my hard cock against her ass. I drop my hands to her waist pulling her hips tight to me, letting my hard cock press along the length of her crack. When grinding against her wasn’t enough, I begin dry humping her the way a dog does in the yard. I’m humping her as a male dog would a bitch in heat. ” Oh God John…please,” Jade said as I push her head down ” Shhhhhh, I know your sore…I know it will be painful…but if you want to be my lover…you will surrender to me as many times I want you too.” I chided as I placed one hand on her back to hold her there, I grabbed my cock to guide it to her pussy, she tried to move from under me. I shove the big cock head into her pussy, Jade is shaking under me as I thrust violently into her, sending shivers of erotic sensuality coursing down Jade’s spine. Her eyes are closed as I lewdly ravish her.

Her pussy throbbing relentlessly, becoming engorged with blood and desire. Tiny pulsations of sensual need spreading electrically through the small swollen bud of her clitoris and she bits her lower lip to hold back her screams as the forbidden sensations which are now assaulting her aching body. Jade bent
over so obscenely on all fours with me mounted on the softly spread rounds of her buttocks, my glistening penis sliding slickly in and out of her pussy, my shining shaft slipping in and out of the hot wet sheath between Jade’s legs, occasionally pulling all the way out to disclose its dripping, plum size head. Then Jade moans with lust and wiggles her buttocks back onto it. The wide head slips and dances in her hot, moist anal crevice as I jerk, trying in vain to bury my penis in her hot young body once more. Jade looks back sobbing, oblivious to anything else except the intense need to recapture that lengthening shaft of hardness deep in her wanting cunt. Like a bitch in heat she bucks back against me, but the bulb cock-tip misses momentarily, then slides upward at a sharp, deadly angle, through her ass cheeks, toward the snug little pucker of her ass. Then it rights itself and slams deep into Jade’s pleading pussy, eliciting a cry from the helpless young woman that is partly in agony and partly in excruciated delight.

Then I began fucking into her generously with rapid strokes, my sperm-bloated crevice swatting softly underneath into her sensitive hair-fringed pussy crevice, rubbing against my twenty six-year old dark haired mistress’s tiny clitoris and drawing moans of lust from her with every sway and nudge. The hot red glow of my jabbing penis contrasted sharply with the fevered pink flesh of Jade’s passion-inflamed cunt. I’m bucking madly into Jade now, my tongue shining with saliva, lolls out of my mouth. My huge club looking cock ramming Jade’s tender sore pussy relentlessly, but there is no doubt that the twenty six-year old woman is taking it, moaning with increased delirium with each savage thrust. It slithers forward with a wet lewd rush until it is buried to the hilt, my hairy balls swinging below her passion-moistened pubic hair and slapping her clitoris as if spanking her. A moan of tremulous lust fills the room from Jade’s lips, and she moves rhythmically backwards to meet the savage thrusts fro.

My arms trap her slender petite body between them, she begins to undulate her body and move her buttocks in lewd little circles, abandoning herself totally to my primal animal fucking, she is receiving from behind. When her face turns sideways, it is evident to me that is truly in love and enjoying this obscene mounting position. But then who could blame her. Her beautiful young face is so contorted with rapture from the primal fucking I’m giving her, and her soft-fleshed young breasts dancing beneath her writhing torso, moving in time to my deeply buried cock as it slides all the way up into her from behind, a relentless hot poker of flesh burying itself deep into her lust-churned belly. I’m ravishing her naked flesh with my sweaty body dripping sweat on her, our musky scent filling room. Sweat trickling down from her navel and becoming lost in the tight dark curls of her pubic hair. The moist, hair-lined flanges of her throbbing cunt feels as if they have been stuffed into a live light socket, they are tingling. She bits harder on her lower lip, but all control is gone.

Her belly is tingling with electricity and she feels the seeping wetness between her thighs increasing with each long moment. Jade’s body is swaying obscenely beneath my savage fucking onslaught, as I slam the kneeling girl without stopping. She appears to have gone totally out of her mind now, moaning out lewd encouragement to me through clenched teeth. She is begging me to fuck her harder and faster and to spew my cum deep inside her. She is begging that she wants to be filled with sperm. Jade appears to be no longer human, but just a quivering young mass of lust-deranged, sweating flesh pleading to be controlled by me. She is reveling in her humiliation before me, grinding her buttocks back agonizingly against my hairy jerking body like a bitch in heat. Tiny rivulets of moisture are building in the curvaceous cleft of Jade’s rotating young buttocks. They glistened and tiny droplets ran slowly down the backs of her thighs almost to the swelling half-moons of her well-shaped calves. We are panting with furious unconcealed lust and devotion for one another. Jade is being pushed into the squeaking mattress by me, being impaled without mercy, and loving it, Then suddenly, she begins sobbing her heart out, twisting her head wildly from side to side to make her long black tresses fly about her shoulders. Jade is in the beginning throes of an orgasm. Which is why the ecstatic Jade is pushing her buttocks back on my invading shaft with such frantic greediness. With her black hair flying around, she looks like a she-demon going insane for sex, as I fucked up between her quivering thighs from behind. Saliva dripped from my open mouth onto the cream-like expanse of her smooth young back.

” Rip me! Tear me! DARLING!” Jade whined, ramming back wildly against my thrusts, as I jerked forward my body tensed as I’m reaching my orgasm, too. My legs are shaking, and then my cock is spitting white-hot semen in hard spurts deep into her ardently clasping young cunt. Jade’s shapely young buttocks begins contracting uncontrollably, signaling her orgiastic upheaval deep in her quivering belly. My thick white cum oozed wetly and lewdly from her tightly clasping pussy squeezing desperately around my penis, then ran down the ivory columns of her thighs. Her buttocks glistened, displaying cum-soaked pubic hair and tender ravaged pink flesh as she suddenly pitched forward on her face into a lazy, post-orgasmic trance. My deflating penis slipped from her mercilessly mauled pussy with a sucking noise that echoed lewdly through the silence of the bedroom. Jade appeared to be out cold, while I stood above her smiling in appreciation. In a final act of depravity I dropped my face to her widespread thighs and licked at the sticky white semen oozing back out of her still quivering young cunt. There is the creaking of bed springs as I got up from the bed to the floor. Jade is asleep when I got up, showered and dressed early the next morning and left for the office.

Jade stumbled down to the kitchen for a cooling glass of juice, her mind still numb from the shattering orgasms, she had endured on yesterday and last night. Totally unable to think of anything else in her mindless, slavish devotion to me, she had come downstairs completely naked, her passion-wracked breasts heaving with burning emotion. This had been the most erotic night of her life. The exhausted twenty six-year old slumped down wearily onto a kitchen chair and let the cooling liquid run down her throat, trickling its way south into her sore burnt-out pussy. She can’t remember when in her life she has ever felt so sexual satisfied. And to think, that she almost refused my invitation! The whole time since her divorce, she has been worried, confused, distraught, and playing with herself out of sheer frustration, this sex driven 55 year old man – the perfect lover, has existed around her the entire time. She shook her pretty dark hair head, blowing some corn silk-fine strands out of her face. In the kitchen window across from the breakfast table, she can see her reflection. Her small pert breasts appear to have grown larger since last night. God, they feel so tingly and hypersensitive. This is the most beautiful day of her life.

So she sat at the table, sipping from the cool glass of juice, her mind dwelling endlessly on the events of the last few hours. All of her previous life had evaporated into nothingness before the soul-devouring onslaught of her magnificent climaxes. She can scarcely remember anything else. Over and over she re-lived yesterday and last night – his licking of her burning young cunt, then his skewering of her tender tight passage, not once but four times! Jade shivering with sensual delight. She cannot believe that anyone else has endured such wonderful mind-bending orgasms. She had felt like a star bursting in the heavens. She closed her eyes and smiled. Jade thought the sexiest thing she had ever experienced was being fucked flat on her stomach and being mounted from behind like a bitch in heat.

Jade smiled knowing she now belongs to me in the same way a Sheik’s harem did to him. So masterful, demanding and dominating. John didn’t let you get away until he had got what he wanted. And he demanded the ultimate, without fooling around. He didn’t settle for less. That was what made him so appealing to her. Jade pressed her firm young thighs tightly together, the lips of her ravished cunt closing together in a kiss all their own. She took both her nipples in her fingers and gazed down at them. Who would have believed such extravagant thrills could have pressed through these two small electric buttons from John’s furiously licking tongue? It had all been a wonderfully ecstatic dream of fulfillment. She has never felt anything so erotic in her life. Her cunt began to tingle now even as she relived their devastating experience in her passion-dazed mind. Her mouth watered as she remembered sucking on his huge penis, which had seemed to be both hard and tender all at once. And then the delicious flames of hot viscous liquid had come shooting out…to be swallowed and gulped down.

But it was too late now anyway. She gazed at the door totally immobile, as if she had been struck catatonic. In another minute I would be coming through that door, and she had to think of what to do. ” John!” ” Jade! I stared with eyes blazing at her slender petite willowy body. My nostrils flaring and my penis begins to swell with blood as I gaze her. My mouth fills with saliva, despite my best intentions I can’t help but imagine my tongue, my fingers and my cock over and into every last opening of her milk-white flesh again. Caught off guard, Jade decides to be brazen. If there is ever going to be a chance for it, this is it. She wants my big hard penis ramming deep inside of her starving cunt again, and if she can manage to get me upstairs. She is going to have to try to go for broke and seduce me. She smiles and looks at me from under half-lidded lashes. She sips her juice, then puts the glass aside and thrusts her breasts forward so that I can see clearly all of their shapely beauty. ” Oh, I don’t know, John. I must have slept in, and then I came down for a glass of juice. I’m dreadfully sorry I forgot to put anything on. You don’t mind terribly, do you?” And with this she stretched luxuriantly so that the alluring young mounds of flesh on her chest swayed and trembled enticingly. I gulped, trying hard to control my rampant lust. I watched as my beautiful dark haired lover blew some satiny black hair out of her eyes, and noticed again for the umpteenth time the sexy sweep of her long black hair. It fell down her back to her shoulders, thick and rich with color, flowing more like a lion’s mane than a human head of hair belonging to a twenty six-year old woman. I tried to say something, but my voice only croaked hoarsely in the kitchen. ” Don’t you like me, John?” she asked suddenly, fluttering her dark lashes above her deep and sexy blue eyes. I gulped again.

I couldn’t think of anything to say. I felt I should say something, anything, however. Even though this is the sort of erotic dream every man longs for, her sultry eyes fastened on me, and then she slowly stood up. My eyes held on hungrily to the Venus-like roundness of her beautiful breasts, then darted momentarily to the smooth oval features of her face, and glanced breathlessly at the soft line of sparse black pubic hairs that moved up across the gentle swelling of her young belly, and finally I look all the way down her nicely shaped legs. My God, I thought, she’s breath-taking! A helpless wave of lust swept over me, then suddenly Jade bent-specifically for the purpose of providing me with a more erotic display-and picked up a napkin that had fallen from the kitchen table. Her breasts swelled forward in the air, her long black hair trailing everywhere, and there is the most enticing display of her smoothly shaped young buttocks, out of which no man could help but want to draw handful after handful of curvaceous flesh, smooth, creamy, and white. I wanted only to dig my fingers into those lushly swelling ass cheeks. The twenty six-year old vamp stood up abruptly and brushed her hair back, her breasts shaking from side to side. ” All right, John. If that’s really what you want me to do…I’ll go upstairs and get dressed…” Jade looked at me. ” Will you come and help me, John darling?” I tried to grunt something, but it came out unintelligible. There seemed to be something caught in my throat. I feel my penis expanding, growing larger, harder, filling with blood, becoming sturdy like the trunk of a tree…I knew that the bulge in the front of my trousers is giving me away, but then on the other hand I didn’t care, either…Seeing that I was struck dumb by her beauty and unable to answer, Jade merely smiled and whirled around, moving over to the stairs.

Now I was remembering last night when I held her small waist, the sexy flare of her opulent hourglass hips, the two exotic dimples in either of her ass cheeks. As I watched her move away, I feel as if I’m strangling on her pure loveliness, which is dizzying in its effect on all of my ardently exposed senses. It is as if my body is covered with hypersensitive antennae, each one catching fiercely erotic signals from that voluptuous turn of Jade’s naked body. She moved up the stairs a little way and I reflected on the head-turning quality of her shapely young calves, and those long legs of hers, so smooth and soft…just right for wrapping tight around my pistoning hips. ” Are you coming, John?” she asked, turning at the top of the stairs, her blue eyes flashing, her long black hair whipping back over her shoulder. I choked, then nodded dumbly. I wanted to protest, but I felt as if there is a long thin rope traveling outward through my rapidly hardening penis which extended up the stairs and is being held wrapped in her small hand. It is impossible to resist. She is too unimaginably lovely. All I can see is this gorgeous twenty six-year old seductive woman. I had to fuck her again, if she would let me! She had me hypnotized now. And so I followed dutifully after her, up the stairs, like an obedient puppy. Upstairs, if I could break from looking at her voluptuous young body, perhaps I would attempt to escape and regain control. For now, I can only obey. Jade sensed my indecision and she knew that she had to hold me at all cost. Her little plan had worked thus far and she’d been terrifically successful, but if I got my senses back together, there might yet be some violent reaction.

She has to retain control of me every second. And to think-at last, she is going to feel my enormous cock plunging upward through the hot moist confines of her ardent young cunt again. My balls slapping lewdly into the sensitive cleft of her buttocks! Jade feels a sharp intake of breath as she remembered this last night. This is what she had really hoped for this morning-getting me to fuck her again. Yes, that is what she wanted and she wasn’t ashamed to think it. She could even use that sexy, dirty word in her head. She kept thinking it over and over again, considering it…my big thick rod plunging in and out of the clinging wet walls of her pussy. I trailed up the stairs after her, watching her fleshy young white buttocks jiggle from side to side. Then finally we were at the top of the stairs and on the landing. I followed after her, after that beautiful long black hair falling on her shoulders, my breath coming raggedly. Then Jade paused at the bedroom door and turned to face me, her tantalizingly heaving breasts glowing with rosy desire, her nipples stiffened with desire like succulent little cherries. My mouth watering further and my nostrils flared. She is a beautiful young woman. Jade fluttered her eyelashes demurely. ” Come here, John,” she murmured delicately as a faint breeze on a mild spring day. ” Come here and help me dress.”

Her long slender fingers turned the doorknob and the door clicked slightly open. I move forward, I’m whirling headlong downward into a boiling molten pool of heady sensuality. Then I’m standing next to her at the door. ” My, John,” she whispered abruptly through her sultry parted red lips, her delicate hand darting out to trace fondly the enormous bulge in my pants. ” My John. John, you feel so good…so nice and hard. She moaned dementedly: ” Fuck me, doggy! Jade smiled sweetly and turned me around, slipping my suit coat back over my shoulders until it fell to the floor, undoing my tie as she licked hungrily at my neck, then opening my shirt and pushing her cool slender young hands inside onto my hairy chest. She pushed the shirt off and it fell away, then she bent her head and took one of my hairy nipples into her mouth, sucking on it ravenously as she palmed and fingered the other one. I groaned and pushed my fingers into her long black hair. Then her hands are working at my trousers again, unbuckling them, pushing them down with my shorts…” Then get down on the floor,” I said. She took a deep breath, and quietly waited, and it is only seconds before I mounted her, and start to thrust my big cock into her pussy. She is my bitch now. The sudden force of my rapid thrusting hips pushing the tip of my cock between her pussy lips, and deep into her. ” Oh my god,” she screams. Her eyes flash open, she gasps for a breath, she feels like she is being torn apart by my massive cock again. The pain rushing through her like a tidal wave, but the feeling of being impaled on my shaft turns the pain into pleasure, she will never get use to being taken this way. My thrusts are hard, fast and deep, and the first thing that flashed through her thoughts is how hot my cock is, then she feels my seeping hot cum entering the depths of her. As I continue to fuck her with force, the pain turns to intense pleasure, and she drifts into the world of pure lust. She has never felt such pleasure, and she found the slut in her pushing back against my cock. No longer aware of the things around her, she became the slut she knew was inside her.

” Oh yes, fucking yes, fuck me, fuck me.” She screams out the words, without caring who hears her cries of pure lust. Her whole body feels on fire, her skin feels like thousands of small fires. There are no words that will describe how she feels inside. She has never felt this with any man before, and for the first time in her life the slut inside is getting what she needs, a good hard fucking. She started climaxing the moment my cock entered her, but when the massive one hit it shook her body. It feels like every muscle, and every fiber of her body exploded like the eruption of a volcano, and she struggles to keep from losing conscious. ” Oh yes, fucking yes, god I’m dying,” she screams out. In her weak state, she cannot prevent my girth from entering her pussy. ” Oh my god,” she screams. The girth of my cock going in sent pain throughout her body that went beyond words. Her beautiful face is marred with pain, and tears trickle down her cheeks. The pressure of my cum filling her became over whelming. The mere thought of her cum mixing with mine brought on another climax that rushes through her.

I made an effort to pull back, but my effort only tugged her body toward me. The pressure of my knot against the inside opening of her pussy for the first time is painful, but at the same time she drew pleasure from it. Now she feels she has become one with me, and I’m her Master who has the control, and she is my bitch who had to endure whatever happened. Jade became submissive, and did not move. I stood with my knot holding her in place. She lowered her head down on her arms and closed her eyes in an effort to gather her thoughts and to calm her body from the intense fucking I had given her. Her pussy feels numb, bruised and sore, the constant pain keeps pulsating through her. No idea when my knot will go down, she remains still and thought about her time with me. My cock and cum is hotter than any man’s, she has experienced before. My thrusts are faster and harder than any man’s, she had experienced before. She has never climaxed so hard in her life; it is like her whole world had exploded. Jade has lost track of time, and with one lunge by me, my knot slips from her, and the sudden gush of my cum tinged with blood rushed from her pussy and down her thighs.

The sudden rip of pain from the knot brought a scream from her. She lay there on the floor, her thighs spread and my cum seeping from her. Her hand slips to her pussy, and she uses her fingers to slide along her sensitive folds to coat them with my cum. Molly brought her fingers to her lips, and sucked my cum from her fingers. Until she tried to get up, she did not realize how sore her body felt. A grin came to her lips, the first time in her life the slut had been fucked. She looked at the floor. ” I guess this will have to wait another day,” she said with a smile. Jade went to the bathroom and filled the tub with hot soapy water. The water felt good to her flesh, and the heat seemed to penetrate her body and relieve the soreness from the throbbing pain. She leaned back, and closed her eyes to enjoy the fulfillment that seems to generate from her body. At the thought of being with me again brought a smile to her beautiful face.

Giggling, as she talked on the phone to her best friend. Her girlfriend asking, ” Is he good?” Jade smiling, ” John has a very big penis.” she said. ” Is it long or short? ” John is 9 inches long and thick like a soda can…You can’t get your hand around his monster prick. Did you… did you like him fucking you?” ” It is very painful, but it was heaven…I thought I was going to die from it.” she told her girlfriend.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

The light fog added a moisture to the air. The coolness of the night wrapped around her like a wet towel, sending a shiver up her spine. She was lucky she knew the area so well, or she could have easily become lost. She looked through the trees at the house where he lived, slightly smiling at the one electric candle burning in the kitchen window. Only one candle, Thank God, she’s gone, she thought as she stood quietly waiting for his invitation.

Minutes passed and still she stood, patiently waiting. He knew of her presence, was merely drawing out her anticipation. The temperature continued to drop, raising tiny goose bumps on her body. Without glancing away from the window with the pinpoint of orange light, she allowed her thoughts to run free. She wondered if He would care for the scrapes on her bottom, acquired when she hurriedly swung her body over the short stone wall that surrounded His property. Most men would not notice such a small injury, but He would. He noticed everything, especially if it was something that displeased Him. Would it displease Him that she’d marred her porcelain skin? She had no idea. It was becoming increasingly difficult to gauge His moods, decipher His thoughts.

After what seemed an interminably long time, that single candle became three pulses of fire. Looking over each shoulder, she prayed no one would be about on this normally deserted street. Completely unclothed, she cautiously made her way across the road to the relative seclusion of His fenced in yard. As she passed the large front door, she once again felt a secret smile on her lips. No, she wasn’t allowed to ring THAT door bell, but she knew more of Him than all those that did enter through that route. Reaching her destination she lightly knocked at the smaller back door. How appropriate that she enter through the servant’s quarters. Though not immediately, it was not long before He swung the door open and pointed to the floor at His feet.

With unconscious grace, she stepped over the threshold and knelt beside His long legs, head bowed; the secret smile now tremulous with anxiety. Fully clothed, He turned and walked away. Breathing heavily, she did not move a muscle, knowing He would return eventually. The silence could only mean one thing: the bitch had angered Him again. Sighing softly so as not to be heard, she wondered briefly what her life would have been like if her mother had not been such a cold-hearted bitch. She heard the TV in the den come on and settled back onto her heels. So that is how it is to be this night. Mother must be out for the weekend.

Once again, allowing her thoughts free reign. She thought back to the night, so many years ago, when she was but 16. She’d heard the normal argument begin in her mother’s room. She cringed inwardly at the derogatory tone her mother always used when arguing with her new step-father. Still young and filled with so many romantic dreams, she could not understand why her step-father had married someone who so obviously hated him. She knew the arguments were about sex; she was old enough to understand that, but other meanings eluded her. Words like depraved and perversions fell from her mother’s lips at top volume, but they may as well have fallen on deaf ears, for she had no idea what they meant…before that night. As so often happened, she heard her mother’s car tear out of the garage next to their home.

Gingerly placing one bare foot on the cold wooden floor, she’d slowly gotten out of bed. As was her habit, she would sneak down the hall to their room and listen at the door. Too often, she heard nothing, but on rare occasions, she would overhear Him calling her mother all forms of vile names, ranting and raging at the absent shrew he’d married. Crushingly shy and too afraid to defy her mother openly, she gained some small thrill from hearing her thoughts of her mother voiced aloud in that rough, masculine baritone. As she stood there in the long hallway, ear as close to the door as she dared, she was completely unnerved when said door swung viciously inward, leaving her facing her obviously furious step-father. Mouth hanging open, she stared openly at His taut body. Every muscle screamed fury. From the open stance of His bare feet and long legs, to the straining of His biceps, it was obvious He wanted to hurt someone. Fear…cold, clawing fear rose in her throat. Her eyes flew to His only to have the small puff of remaining air punched from her lungs.

Bleak, black pools of bottomless wrath had taken the place of normally soft golden eyes. As each stood staring at the other, one in fear and one in surprise, the atmosphere in the frigid house changed. Something electric passed over her chilled skin. He stepped closer, invading her personal space, and waited to see her reaction. A sharp intake of breath and dilation of her pupils fueled His sexual frustration. Reaching forward, He closed his larger hand firmly over her small one and pulled her deliberately down the hall toward her own room.

Startled back to the present by the sudden absence of background noise, she rose back up on her knees and waited to see where this night would lead. She no longer feared Him. He had shown her time and again, that He would not truly hurt her. No, she no longer feared Him, but she would not underestimate Him either. He was capable of cruelty if He thought she’d spurned Him in the slightest way. Though He was the Master and she the slave, He needed so much more from her than she did from Him. Hearing His footsteps approach, she tensed, anxiety seeping into her bones. “Follow me, sarah.” She rose to her feet, immediately fearing that He wished her to crawl, but when no rebuke was uttered she strode forward upright. Following slowly behind Him, she took the time to admire his beautiful body. Time had treated Him well. Now 22, she had been His for 6 years and in all that time He never seemed to change. Maybe a little more silver at His temples, a few more wrinkles near His eyes, but those were minor things that only added to His appeal.

Her spirits lifted when He stopped in front of the library. Not so angry then, she thought. She waited as he turned on the stereo, soft classical music wafting up from the speakers hidden around the large room. Still she waited as he pulled things from a large picnic basket she had not noticed earlier. Fruit, wine, cheese, and glasses were placed neatly around the large fur rug in front of the fireplace in which an already raging fire burned. So He wants romance tonight, does he? Standing slowly He turned to look at her, speaking at length. “sarah, did you not think I would know? Did you truly think I wouldn’t find out?” Ah God, the fear again rises up to nearly smother her. Wracking her befuddled brain, she is unable to comprehend His words.

“Master, I have done nothing that would displease you. I..” His raised hand stops her defensive words immediately. He is beside her in a few long strides. Grabbing her right arm in a grip that is firm but not painful, his gaze travels down to her buttock. Eyes narrowed, He raises his gaze to hers and lifts His brows sarcastically. “Master,” she begins softly, “I knew you would notice the injury, but I did not do this on purpose. It was an accident. I merely scraped the flesh as I crossed the wall.”

“So it was not your haste to get here and whore yourself for me that caused my property to be damaged?” He counters cruelly. Suddenly, without warning and with lightening speed, He brutally shoves two long fingers into her waiting cunt. Fiery, all-consuming lust streaks upward from her leaking hole and weakens her to the point of falling. “The slickness of you and you’re immediate readying for my intrusion tell me that you’re a bitch in heat, lusting for a hound.” Mind reeling, she asks herself why does my body react to Him this way? Her inner voice offers no answer, or is ignored for the overwhelming desire that shatters through her. Removing His fingers from her as quickly as He had entered, He jerks her unclad body roughly against His clothed one. Staring into His eyes, she knows immediately that tonight she will suffer. The small part of her that her grown cautiously confident over the years straightens her spine and pushes her to ask, “Shall You at least inform me of my infraction; for I know You would not be so angry over a mere scratch.”

If possible, His eyes darken to a deeper black. Her near-defiance has aroused Him, but to what end, she can’t guess. Caressing the skin of her bare back, He watches her eyes as she struggled to stave off the arousal His every touch caused within her. Softly, He begins to speak, His breath fanning lightly across the sensitive skin of her jaw line and collarbone. “You are no longer afraid of me then? You would question my righteousness in punishing you?” He lowers his mouth to suckle at her throat, and then raises it to gaze into her clouding eyes. Still whispering, “Hmm? Sarah, have you no answers now?”

Struggling to comprehend his words, she tries desperately to pull her body back from this place where intellect was nothing halkalı escort and sensation was all. His every stroke, every taste, every word promises ecstasies unknown and evokes memories of blissful surrenders already experienced. This is what you came for they tease. Just let go and taste of things forbidden. No one will blame you; no one will know how this excites you. And so she gives up the ghost and falls headlong into that dark void where one needs nothing but their five senses to navigate through the maze of depravity. He knows the moment she surrenders, sees the struggle within her cease, and knows she is still His. At the thought of her young beau, He grows angry once more. Inside His head, the images of her tight, tiny body fueling the lust of this boy torture Him. Imagination was the enemy in this case, leading His mind down roads that were better left not taken. Unwilling to give her a chance to gather her wits, He continues to taste and touch. He runs His tongue across each tiny, erect nipple, causing her to shudder in His hands. His large hands easily mold her ass cheeks, kneading and separating them. Lifting her to stand on tiptoes, He slides one hand between her legs and brushes her clit, pleased with the fluids dripping from her cunt.

As she arches to meet each brush of His mouth and fingers, He growls, “Is this how Mark touches you? Can he make you ache for his cock the way I can? “ His touch becomes rougher, more demanding. His teeth tug on her already aching nipples. He lifts His head to once again look into her eyes knowing that in her current state she is unable to formulate the thoughts necessary to lie. “Tell me sarah, can Mark drive you to such wanton surrender? Does he touch you in ways that bring out the slut hidden deep under that icy exterior?” When no answer eases His tortured mind, He abruptly turns away from her, unconcerned that she sways on her feet, barely able to stand.

Fighting for calm, and some semblance of control, sarah inhales deeply, trying to steady her charged nerve endings. Eyes that are heavy lidded and still clouded with desire follow His every step. When He turns back to her, she gasps at the pain she sees there. With a sinking heart she realizes that tonight will be both wondrous and terrible; for He is never physically abusive in His cruelty, but her heart usually lies bleeding and broken when He takes these moods out on her. As He points to a spot just outside the perimeter of the cozy setting He’d created only minutes before, sarah steps forward and kneels on the indicated destination. “Assume the position, sarah. You know the drill.” Settling her buttocks back on her heels, sarah spreads her knees as far apart as possible; she brings her wrists together at the small of her back, pushing her breasts forward and stretching her labia apart. He makes quick work of the cuffs that will bind her wrists together and tether her to a tiny eye bolt in the floor, holding her virtually motionless. A wide leather collar is placed around sarah’s thin graceful neck; a short leash will be attached to the same eye bolt, the length such to keep her posture slightly arched, breasts thrust invitingly forward. She wondered if he would use the spreader bar tonight. A cold metal bar specially made by some sadist somewhere and designed with the express purpose of keeping the legs spread maniacally far apart. Sarah knew that He didn’t care for the bar; it impeded his view of her openings, but on nights when he was feeling especially cruel, he would leave it in place for hours. She watches as He comes to stand directly in front of her, squatting before her so their eyes are level.

“Tonight sarah, I intend to show you the kind of man Mark really is. You WILL watch, and you WILL NOT make a sound. “ He reaches forward to lightly stroke the inner lips of her open cunt, spreading the wetness quickly gathering there. Just as her head begins to fall back on her neck and her eyelids slide slowly closed, she hears a soft knock on the library door. Jerking forward, straining the delicate bond that holds her still, she opens her mouth in a silent question. He rises to tower over her small form, stopping briefly to lift her face, stare into her eyes, and wink maliciously. Turning, He quickly strides to the closed door and opens it. From across the large room, sarah stares in disbelief as first one man, then three more, enters the room. Each one glances only briefly in sarah’s direction. Handshakes are shared, drinks are poured, and conversations are carried on in low hushed tones.

With tiny tremors wracking her frame, sarah frantically tries to assess the situation. Never before has He alerted anyone to their relationship. Oh, her mother knew, sarah thought, but would deny it if ever confronted about that knowledge. Sarah did not believe that He cared whether or not her mother knew, and for herself, sarah secretly drew enormous satisfaction from being able to satiate His needs where the bitch could not, or would not. This, though, this was different. There…in the same room with her nakedness…was Mr. Lowell the banker, Mr. Bryant the grocer, Todd the gas station attendant, and Mr. Masters the mayor. She shook her head slowly. These men were powerful men, the type of men who could make her stepfather’s life miserable if they wanted to (Todd, though a lowly attendant, was the son of the richest man in the town). As she watches closely, she realizes the only tension in the room is emanating from her own tight muscles.

“Gentlemen, I’m sure you all know my stepdaughter sarah,” He announces as He again moves in her direction. Coming to stand behind her, He once again drops to a squatting position, fitting Himself to her back and dropping His hands over her shoulders. “What you may not know is this…sarah is an insatiable little slut who has been satisfying my EVERY sexual need since she was sixteen years old. She is overly sensitive to all things sexual, and can be coaxed into doing anything. I have even brought her to orgasm without ever having laid a finger on her.” As He is announcing her depravity to an apparently captivated audience, He begins lightly circling her erect nipples, barely brushing them with calloused fingertips. Her body reacts as it always does, with a fierce onslaught of arousal. Arching into His hands without thought or shame, her body shows none of the hesitation and doubt that are now waging war with her earlier surrender. His hands continuing their merciless teasing, He begins to whisper softly in her ear, “Open your eyes, sarah. See the effect that your hunger is having on our guests. See how they want to feed you…satisfy you…USE you. Do you see the bulges in the front of every last trouser leg? That is for you, slut. Now that you have made them want you, will you deny them their pleasures? Will you deny them YOURS? THIS is what you were made for sarah, to be a fucktoy for anyone who has the desire to take you. Open your legs for them, slave. Let them see that you are making yourself ready for them all.” His hypnotic whispers slowly quiet the raging voices in her mind, taking her to that place again…that place where pleasures unnamed await her. She moans her capitulation and opens herself to them all.

Dropping His hands to the insides of her thighs, He opens her further. Feeling the cool breeze on her moist lips, sarah groans her surrender for all to hear. He stands suddenly, leaving her twisting in her bonds, desperate for his mind-numbing touch. “Come gentlemen. Entertain yourself with her for now. The main attraction should be here momentarily. I will ask for complete silence, as the star will be unaware of an audience during the first part of the show.” As if on cue, there is another knock on the library door.

Sarah’s view of the door is suddenly blocked by the four guests. As her eyes are drawn to them, she wonders briefly when they’d shed their clothing. The thought is fleeting though, as they advance on her nude body; eyes filled with lust, loins surging with need. The tremors wracking her body are no longer small and no longer born of fear. The unconcealed arousal of her male counterparts has set off something deep inside her own body; something that will not be denied or suppressed. The first cool hand touches her overheated skin and she is lost. Her eyes drift slowly closed, her head falls back on her shoulders, long hair trailing the floor, and a tiny gush of fluid leaks from her cunt. Why should I resist taking my own pleasure as they take theirs? As the moans reverberate in her mind, sarah has no need to concentrate on keeping silent. He has trained her well; no sound will leave her lips until He asks for it. Her thoughts immobilized, her brain can now concentrate on every sensation bombarding her. The gentle tug on erect nipples; the moist trail left by a tongue sipping softly from her lips; the hot breath that signals a close visual inspection of her hungry vagina; and the frantic massage of her round bottom. Oh that one is quite anxious to use us. The inner slut has arrived to the party, and the ice içerenköy escort queen and the dutiful step-daughter can exit stage left.

Sarah’s eyes open to stare directly into the face of the mayor. As her lips slowly spread into a feline smile, he seems momentarily taken aback by her boldness. However, it takes only a second for him to adjust before he returns her smile and begins ravaging her mouth. Sarah is the one who slants her mouth beneath his, and it is sarah’s tongue that lunges first, eagerly tasting of his desire. She yields to the hands on her buttocks and those on her thighs as they quest to raise her fully to her knees. The tether at her neck is unnecessary as she thrusts her breasts forward toward seeking lips and drops her head even further toward the floor. Awash in raging sensation, sarah silently revels in the orgasm that always accompanies her complete surrender.

From the center of the room, He watches, his eyes taking in every detail of her wanton behavior. Her body is bent nearly in half as she grinds her leaking cunt into the gas attendant’s face. Her breasts are tight and heaving as the banker and the grocer drink their fill of them. And her lips, dear God those full, luscious lips, wrapped tightly around the mayor’s rigid member as he slowly fucks her delicate throat. The sight of her unrestrained participation in the depravity should repulse Him. After all, if He were honest with Himself, He would concede that it was jealousy and his own insecurity that brought them here tonight. In direct contrast to what should be, the sight only serves to increase the arousal surging through His body. As his eyes drop to the face currently buried in his own groin, and His cockhead trails across the tongue of its owner, He wonders silently why the thought of sarah giving herself to this one enraged Him as it did. In response to the anger, He places a hand on the back of Mark’s blindfolded head and pulls his mouth forward until He can feel Mark’s throat muscles contract around His glans. Holding him there, He flexes his cock to ensure maximum discomfort for the young man. Mark, though, is the consummate sub, and merely struggles to hold still and relax his throat muscles to ease his Master’s entry. From experience, He knows mark will not move until he loses consciousness. Easing His cock from its tight nest, He returns to slowly fucking his males slave’s mouth.

Enjoying the sensation immensely, but wanting to prolong the night, He lets His mind take over. Sarah and mark, as far as He knew, were unaware of each other’s respective roles in His life. Sarah is oblivious to so many things, He thinks. She is still blissfully unaware of the devil’s deal He’d made with her mother. He’d wanted sarah since she was 14, but being a new doctor in a small town put Him in the position of having to forcefully repress those wants. Her mother, the perceptive bitch, had noticed how He watched sarah, and offered Him a deal, a deal that, to this very day, He had no regrets about making. Sarah’s mother wanted to be free of her responsibilities to sarah, and to the local bill collectors. If He married her, He could have sarah and the town would be none the wiser, as long as He could keep sarah from telling tales. Unable to resist the thought of life with sarah under His roof and His rule, He’d agreed, and while the bitch had kept her side of the bargain, her jealousy of her own daughter had, more often than not, made their lives a living hell.

Sensing his Master’s distraction, mark waits until His cock begins to retreat from his throat and swallows, knowing the suction created by contracting muscles will draw His attention back from wherever it is. Unable to see around the blindfold covering his face, mark is suffering pangs of insecurity. The inability to watch His facial expressions for signs of disapproval is hampering mark’s ability to participate fully in this erotic dance. Mark once again wonders what he’s done to displease Him, if He is, in fact, displeased.

Feeling those tight throat muscles contract around Him, He smiles wickedly. So, my pet, you are feeling a little insecure? Is the silence, coupled with your lack of sight, getting to you, slave? He’d known mark would react this way. Always eager to please, mark’s biggest thrill comes from the tiny words or gestures that convey praise and approval. Unlike sarah, mark needs his Master’s feedback to completely enjoy the game.

Sarah, on the other hand, needs only the lust of others to send her into the abyss. From the first time He’d taken her, He’d known that, to have her, He need only to show her His lust, tell her of His need, and she would bend to His will. That very first night, when He’d taken her hand and led her back down the hall to her room, His lust had been overpowering. Even at 16, she’d been able to discern what the fire in His eyes and the roughness of His touch had meant. On her very first foray into sexual pleasures, she’d allowed herself to be taken in unspeakable ways. He’d had every orifice on that first night, in every imaginable position, and she’d reveled in it. He still replayed that night in His mind, wondering how one so young and untouched could have derived such pleasure from being used so thoroughly. Over the years, He’d used her often..and well…and each time it seemed she derived some new satisfaction from the debasement.

He’d never considered sharing sarah; she was HIS. Recently though, she’d been growing bolder, actively seeking His displeasure. As she’d learned of His distaste for physically harming her, she’d gained confidence in the idea that He was unable to hurt her. Her recent liaison with mark had brought home to Him the fact that she needed to be reigned in, stripped of her imagined power. The idea of sharing her with others had been distasteful at first, but as He now watches her body being used to satisfy His cohort’s lust, He realizes it should have been done long ago…for both of their sakes. He gently removes His cock from mark’s seeking mouth, and kneels at his side. “Ssshh, pet, don’t despair. I’m well-pleased with you, and now I will show you. Assume the position for me, slave. I will have you now.” The need for silence now gone, His voice booms through the silent room. He stands and crosses the room to sarah. Appraising her appearance, He once more experiences a fierce rush of desire. Head thrown back in complete ecstasy, body flushed with satisfaction and arousal at the same time, she is beautiful. The semen leaking from her every hole tells Him that His guests do not possess the same degree of control that He does. Looking around at the glistening, limp cocks displayed by 3 of His 4 comrades, He realizes that Todd will have to do. “I believe I have something more to your liking over there,” He gestures to mark’s upturned ass, glistening in the firelight. Looking over his shoulder, Todd is quickly drawn away from sarah’s sucking and moves to the center of the room. “Wait for us, Todd.” He requests as He moves behind sarah to disengage her leash. Standing again, He leads her, on hands and knees, over to center stage.

Through a sexual haze, sarah struggles to understand the scene before her. Mark, her step-father’s assistant at the clinic, is kneeling, face down on the floor and ass up in the air, in His favorite submissive position. Todd, the youngest son of the richest man they know, kneels behind mark, obviously ready to ravage Mark’s proffered orifice. Following His unspoken directions, she comes to a stop in the spot that places her own round ass directly above Mark’s bowed head. Struggling to break free of the maelstrom of sensation that has rendered her mindless, sarah drops her head forward to hang between her outstretched arms. Taking deep, cleansing breaths, she is unprepared for the new assault that comes when He places a hand on each buttock and separates them. Gasping for breath, she is further disarmed by the quick, sharp swipe of a tongue across her leaking asshole. Quickly assessing the situation, sarah is aware of the moment Todd enters mark’s tight man-cunt. Mark’s sensual groan sends tantalizing vibrations over the skin of her cheeks. In her peripheral vision, she sees Him round her body to kneel in front of her. Eagerly she opens her mouth to receive his cock. From the taste of Him, wine and salt from the cheese, she can assume mark’s mouth was here first.

Watching sarah from His position above her, He is able to discern mark’s progress on her rim job simply by watching the muscles in her ass and lower back contract and release, as if moving in time with some unheard song. His hands on each side of her head, He slowly but viciously fucks her hot mouth. Seeing her unbridled enjoyment of the attention mark is giving her, He is once again assailed by doubts. In a flash of grim hindsight He realizes He may have created a monster this night, but doggedly He persists in showing sarah that she is nothing more than a fuck toy with which He plays. Sliding His engorged, throbbing cock from her, now, humming mouth, He lies back on the rug where He’d kartal escort used her so many times before. Looking pointedly at her, He silently commands her to mount Him.

Scrambling to comply with His unspoken command, and to assuage the aching need in her sodden cunt, sarah rises to straddle his waist, then lowers herself down on his massive member. Despite having 3 loads of cum leaking from her used orifices, the entry is not completely smooth. Once He is embedded deep within her tunnel, she rises from her squat to lift herself slowly up and almost off, of his shaft, before dropping her weight back down. From His reclined position, He can see the slight protrusion of her inner lips as she rises, and the sight is quite erotic. He places a hand on each of her inner thighs and parts them further, both to open her for his viewing pleasure and to increase the toll this fucking position will take on her muscular thighs. He watches hungrily as His cock pushes the previously spent juices from His slave’s cunt.

Over and over, sarah slowly fucks her cunt up and down on his cock, until she feels the muscles of her legs and ass begin to tremble in fatigue. She knows He is deliberately restraining His own orgasm in order to push her to her limits. As she tires, her strokes become shorter. No longer able to lift herself completely to the end of His cock, or to ease her weight down slowly, He is buried deeper within her each time. At last, she can rise no more, and she looks apologetically into His eyes. Grasping a nipple in between each thumb and forefinger, He tugs her forward to lie on His chest. Snapping His fingers to get mark’s attention, He speaks softly, “mark, you will crawl over here and place your cock in sarah’s wet asshole. Todd, you are welcome to follow mark and continue with fucking him as well.”

Gasping, sarah stares into His eyes, searching for the reasons behind this sudden widening of their debasing horizons. Within seconds, though, His reasons no longer matter. Mark has arrived and his cock is pushing gently at the ring of her asshole. Fleetingly, sarah wonders if she will be able to accommodate both large cocks, but as mark slowly pushes past the feeble resistance of her sphincter, she is transported once again to the place where nothing but sensation is attended to. Flexing her inner muscles, she tries to help ease his entry, groaning with the sensations now erupting from the depths of her body. Never has she been so full. Never has she felt so tight. She can sense the pressure of each shaft on the thin membrane that separates them, and the thought of it sends her into yet another shattering orgasm.

As He feels her vaginal muscles tighten around His dick, He commands mark, “Enter her fully, NOW”, and is rewarded with the sensation of someone running a firm thumb over the underside of his shaft, from its base to the head. As He knew it would, this quick entry serves to prolong and heighten sarah’s clenching orgasm. As it should be, He lies back and prepares to enjoy all the sensations coursing through their entwined bodies, refusing to participate. Running His hands over sarah’s naked body, He allows his mind to categorize each new touch, each stroke as it arrives. Mark’s obvious enjoyment of this particular show deduced from his low growls and ever-faster thrusting. Todd’s furious pounding adding depth to each of mark’s strokes. Sarah’s mindless surrender signaled by the quick panting breaths that stir the air around Him, as well as the frequently incomprehensible sex speak falling from her full lips. The low, drawn out moan that tells him Todd has just filled mark’s ass with a load of hot cum. The quick moment of stillness before the furious pounding of mark, into sarah, resumes. So many sensations coming at Him, each one serving to bring Him closer to His own cataclysmic end.

After only a few minutes, He discerns a lengthening of mark’s cock, and a new jerkiness to his otherwise fluid strokes. “Talk to mark, sarah. He’s very close now. Tell him how you want it.” And with those words, all of the sound that sarah has been holding onto leaves her in a rush of moans, groans, and vulgarities.

“Oh, God, mark, fuck me hard. Bury your cock in my ass. Agghhh. Yes, mark, cum for me. Fill my asshole up with your cum. Please, mark, please. Yes…fucking harder….deeper. Uhnnnn….. Pleaaassse, cum NOW.” She is now bucking wildly between the two mean. He can feel her inner muscles working hard on the cocks, squeezing and clenching, working towards her own climax. Mark finishes with a final deep thrust that ends somewhere deep in her bowels, his cock twitching with each jet of hot cum being forced inside her. Caught in the throes of her strongest orgasm yet, sarah arches up and away from His body, gripping His biceps tightly, and undulating her hips against mark’s groin.

Giving each of them a moment to recover, He watches for any sign of affection between them. Finding none, He questions what he’s been led to believe. Sarah is now lying limply on His chest, mark’s limp cock recently slipping from her asshole. As her breathing returns to normal, she lifts her head to stare into His face. Clenching her vaginal muscles, she asks “Will you not be satisfied this night?” He widens his lips into a calculating grin, and replies, “I’m only giving you a moment’s respite, sarah. You and mark will now finish me off with your lying mouths.” Without so much as a grimace over being called a liar, sarah raises herself off of His still rigid cock and turns to begin cleaning her juices from His cock.

Mark, not to be outdone, takes first one, then the other of his Master’s balls into his mouth, suckling and licking them. Knowing His preference for vibration over suction, mark begins to softly hum around His balls. The vibrations travel up from His nuts to tickle the head of His cock now buried in sarah’s throat. Knowing He won’t last much longer, He forces His hips from the floor, trying to force His entire cock up into sarah’s suckling mouth. He feels the familiar tightening of His sac and the boiling of cum in his balls, and prepares to shower them both with His semen. Dropping His hips back to the rug, He keeps sarah’s mouth from following Him down with a hand twisted in her long hair. With His free hand wrapped tightly around His cock, He jerks Himself to completion, His first spurt hitting sarah’s still open mouth. Had He not been lost in His ecstasy, He would have smiled at the quickness of her tongue darting out to catch His seed. His second jet arches up and falls softly into mark’s tangled hair. Reaching the end of the orgasm, semen now merely spills from the tip of His cock to slide slowly down the shaft until one waiting tongue, or the other, laps it up.

Having finally satisfied His needs, sarah curls up at His feet, waiting. She knows that she has received her pleasures for this night, and is now waiting for the pain. She realizes distractedly that mark has the same apprehensive look in his green eyes. What have you done to displease Him, then, she wonders briefly. Without rising from His relaxed position, He motions His guests toward the door, “Show’s over folks. Glad you could drop by, but it’s time for you to go.” Sarah is once again apprehensive about the repercussions her stepfather will have to deal with when this night is done. She watches anxiously as the men dress, and amble to the door. They do not seem to be upset with Him, but one can never be sure in a small town.

After the last man exits the room and there is naught but the sound of His slaves’ breathing, He pulls Himself into a sitting position to stare thoughtfully at one then the other. His thoughts have cleared, and suddenly He knows the answer to the emotional dilemma He has been dealing with. Rising to His feet, He silently bids them to their knees. “So you two have been fucking each other behind my back? You will be punished thoroughly for this attempt at subterfuge, but first, I am going to tell you about your new lives. Two weeks from today, you two will be married. We will hold the ceremony here at the house. You will move in here, explaining this away by saying that mark is still in school and the two of you cannot afford to live on your own right now. You will appear to all the world like a happily married newlywed couple. In this house, however, you will continue to be my fuck toys…only giving yourselves to me. Sarah from this day on, you will cease taking any precautions to prevent pregnancy. Mark you will only be allowed to fuck sarah’s ass. You see, sarah, you will get pregnant, but it won’t be mark’s child you carry…it will be mine.” With these words, so viciously spoken, He jerks sarah to her feet, and forces her, face first over the back of the couch. Erect once more, He violently enters her leaking cunt, and proceeds to pound out all of His doubts, all of His jealousy, and all of His anger.

Sarah is stunned, both by His words, and by the force of the fucking she was currently receiving. Mark sits passively on the floor and watches in confusion. Thoughts of denial swirling in his brain as he watches his Master fuck sarah as He’d never fucked Him before. For in truth, mark and sarah knew each other only in passing, but if it got him under his Master’s roof full time, he would admit to all forms of depravity with her.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

I woke up late in the morning with Sindee’s petite frame still pressed into my chest with our left hands intertwined. The feeling of joy and peace was still with me and I would have stayed in bed like that forever if it were possible. I refused to get up while she still slept. Her hair felt like silk rubbing between our bodies. The warmth of her body against mine filled me with wonder just knowing that she was mine and I hers bound by love and Magick. I knew realistically we couldn’t stay like this for eternity, but I was willing to lie here all day to preserve this moment. Once we got up again I’d have to get back to preventing the new possible future I had envisioned. My desire to protect humanity as I have chosen to aside, Sindee needed to be protected from what I’d seen as well. While she is becoming a powerful mage in her own right and will soon be more than capable of aiding in my goals I will protect her with every power and ability I have until my last breath. I continued to lie with her and watch her sleep.

Sindee’s breathing changed and her pulse increased a few min later. She started to move and rolled onto her where we could see one another. Her gaze sought out and focused on mine, a sleepy smile spread across her lips. I leaned down, gently caressing her lips with my one once, then again and a third time. When I kissed her the third time she reached up with her free hand, pulling my head down towards her and deepened the kiss. This amazing woman took my breath away simply by being here with me. I brushed her cheek with my right hand, slowly and gently brushing it along her skin; moving it down her neck, over her shoulder brushing down her ribs until I reached her hip. I pulled her closer to me, pressing our bodies together. As we continued to share our bodies, the Magick we both contained within us reach out for the other. We came together mind, body and soul; becoming one being instead of two. Everything beyond the two of us ceased to matter for a time. All that existed was emotion and pleasure; even time stopped as we lived an eternity in that moment.

When we were finally ready to start the day, we showered and dressed for a casual day. Sindee still had another few days before she was scheduled for work and while we were more than financially secure, she enjoyed her work helping people. I wouldn’t change anything about her as she was the other half of me. I had heard people speak of soul mates and other such poetic expressions regarding love. As much as I had been in love with Sindee and knew life was pointless without her, I never understood the truly profound effect of a true soul mate. As we went on through the day I continued to sense her presence, knew when she was focused on me. She seemed to do the same because whenever I looked at her she would lift her head and smile at me. She would laugh when she caught me staring at her and smile when I caught her doing the same. As new and strange as it was, I hoped that the newness and wonder never faded.

We made breakfast together, working as though we were one being instead of individuals. I didn’t feel awkward or weird because as attuned as we were to each other we still were individuals with our own thoughts and feelings. I just seemed that we were part of each other as well. After breakfast we headed out to make the rounds, visiting friends we hadn’t seen since the wedding and our honeymoon.

We stopped by the Existence late in the afternoon as our dated started late and visits were enjoyable, we didn’t want to leave even though we had other people to see. As it was still early the bar and club weren’t packed and there was no line. We walked into to see Arthur at his usual table, chatting with Jaq as they shared a meal. Arthur looked up as we entered and waved us over. As we neared the table they both stood to greet us even though we had seen them only two days ago when we arrived back from the honeymoon.

Arthur stepped forward, took my hand in has and pulled me into that half hand shake half hug between guys. As he pulled me in tight I felt a slight flare of Magick between us; he jump slightly as though surprised when this occurred. Arthur stepped back and looked me over, then directed his gaze to Sindee and she and Jaq were in a friendly embrace. Turning back to face me his eyes lit up and tears seemed to from in them; beyond the emotion in his eyes he betrayed nothing. He and Jaq switched places embracing us both fully.

We moved to sit down, Arthur pulling out Jaq’s chair as I did the same for Sindee. While it may seem old fashioned to some, chivalry is a lost art that should be fostered in the world and not ridiculed. We were barely seated when dinner for four was served with a bottle of wine that complemented the meal perfectly. Arthur may have been surprised by something but it wasn’t the timing of our arrival. I decided right then that I would someday get a straight answer from Arthur about what he really was. The last time I asked he said “I used to be a Mage, now I am something else.” I may want to know what that is someday; however, I am content to know that he is a friend and ally. Dinner conversation consisted of nothing more that the trivialities of everyday life, our honeymoon and Jaq and Arthur’s social life while we were gone.

After the meal and dessert we spent the evening dancing in the club. Arthur had taken the night off in the sense he may have been in the club but anything short of an emergency would be handles by Sam or Elayna. After the previous day, this had been a much needed respite along with being the first relatively ‘normal’ day Sindee and I had shared in some time. By the end of the evening, we were still sensing each other and Sindee caught me staring at her like a love struck teenager many time causing her to laugh. The behavior didn’t go unnoticed by Jaq or Arthur either.

As the night wound down Arthur invited us all up to his place over the club to relax and to spend the night. As we had been drinks, dancing and celebrating we took him up on the offer and closed off a perfect day with drinks and company in front of a fire in his place. Arthur sat on the love seat with Jaq beside him, her feet curled up under her as she leaned into his side with his arm wrapped around her shoulder. Sindee and I were in a similarly comfortable pose on the couch.

I looked them both over, “I’m glad to see how close the two of you have become. I’ve seen you in social settings, but never more comfortable than you seem to be now.” A grin spread across my face at the smiles they wore.

“I owe you a debt Andrew. If you hadn’t made the impression of Jacqueline that you did we most likely would have been in this city and never met. I can’t repay you for that,” I had never heard the amount of emotion in Arthur’s voice before. He sounded as though the weight of the world had been removed from his shoulders.

Before I could reply, Jaq spoke up, “We owe you that debt Andrew, as well as to you Sindee. “ She looked directly at Sindee, “After meeting Andrew, I wanted him almost immediately. He had a quiet confidence and strength under the young exterior that is attractive as you well know. If you hadn’t had his heart from the time you both met he may not have run abruptly as he had. It was his desire to get back to you by making sure things happened as they should that made him disappear, prompting my search. When I arrived and saw the love he had for you, I understood more about him. I wouldn’t have met any of you if it weren’t for the love you two share. From that I met Arthur,” she placed her hand on his thigh and leaned in to kiss him. “That meeting has opened my eyes and brought me a happiness I didn’t know could exist between two people before seeing you and Andrew together.”

I didn’t have a voice to speak from the emotion in her words and in her voice. Sindee was much better than me with words and replied softly, “You helped Andrew when he landed in a small town as a man out of time. You made sure he was taken care of for the few days he was there, ensuring that he could get back to me. He told me of the kiss and I was a little jealous; and extremely proud at the same time. I first met the sixteen year old Andrew after you met the man I had come to know. He was a patient who had gone into a coma after the trauma of losing his family. keçiören escort I had read not just the new articles, but also the police reports and anything else I could get my hands on. His brother has even told me first-hand what he remembered from that night. Andrew had tried to save his family from what, at the time, was a serial killer. His heroism at such a young age drove me to work harder to help people instead of going into medical research like my parents. If I hadn’t taken that path I would never have met him again the night he arrived in Las Vegas for the first time. If you hadn’t taken care of the man I came to know when he arrived in your town and what happened had been changed I wouldn’t have met him either. So as far as I’m concerned there is no debt and no jealousy, just mutual gratitude. Andrew and Arthur though similar are each one of a kind and need someone who is a match for them. After Ander told me the little her knew about you from your conversations and time together I had hoped that you and Arthur would find what Andrew and I share together. I am just happy to see that my hopes were not in vain.”

Very few times in my life have I been stunned totally speechless, but in that moment there were no words to convey the emotions I was feeling. From the looks on Arthur and Jaq’s faces, I think they were in the same boat I was. I dropped all the mental barriers or shields between Sindee and I and just let the raw, unaltered emotion flow between us. Sindee moved in closer to me and responded by doing the same.

Jaq had tears slowly running down her cheeks and the emotion in her voice was indescribable when she replied, “Sindee, I can now more than ever what captured Andrew. Thank you for sharing that with us.”

Arthur, like me, seemed unable to speak past the emotional lump in his throat and simply pulled Jaq closer to him. We sat like that for a few minutes before any of us were able to speak of anything. As we sat there speaking the level or quintessential energy continued to grow. This isn’t an unusual occurrence when several mages gather together for long periods of time as we attract strange and powerful things all of the time. It’s one of the reasons that Mages exists in the first place. If the people who had the potential to awaken in the first place didn’t attract an Avatar to them there would be no awakening. Quintessence, or raw Magick energy, exists in the world as all energy does. Everything has some of this energy and it is produced continuously. It is possible to strip objects, spirits and even people of quintessence but it is a brutal destructive act and most Mages won’t do it unless an emergency happens. Of those that do it even then most try to stick to objects as the act can kill a living thing. I won’t even train a Mage in this ability until they understand the fundamental nature of Magick. As the evening continued none of us tired and the additional energy continued to be converted for us. While this was unusual, it wasn’t unheard of. Around three or four in the morning we all decided to retire for the night and sleep a few hours for the next day.

Arthur had a spare room Sindee and me as well as a change of clothes for the morning. We got ready for bed and curled into each other falling asleep almost instantly now that we were no longer sitting in the room with all the energy. We were both content and happy being together anywhere. Nothing struck as strange about that night until about an hour later when I suddenly woke sitting straight up and a pulse of Magick flowed through the entire building. Sindee was sitting up next to me at the same moment as our eyes locked together. It hit me right then that while there were four of us sitting in the room, only three of us had Avatars to pull in the energy. Jaq had as much energy as the rest of us. I jumped out of the bed and threw on a robe before leaving the room. Sindee did the same and came out right on my heels.

We both ran for Arthur’s bedroom door as we felt the pulse of Magick and were concerned for both of them. As we got to the door Arthur was pulling it open; he took one look at Sindee and I in the hall and pulled us into the room. I have mentioned in the past that Awakenings were different for everyone. While mine was an explosive event caused by my need and desire to protect my family and stop the monster trying to kill my family, and Sindee’s was emotional caused by the trauma of seeing me dying and refusing to let me go; they were not the only way that awakening occur. Awakenings can be simple epiphanies about the nature of the world and what is possible, as many awakened as there are there are that many ways for it to happen. I can only guess at why Jaq awakened and how it occurred, but after talking it over with Arthur at a later time he agreed with my line of thinking. Jaq whose exposure to the Supernatural started of slowly with meeting me and putting together the clues to track me down began to understand that there were things that she couldn’t explain in the world. As a cop and then Federal Agent she had seen more than her fair share of these things in her career. She had tracked me down and seen the impossible without her mind breaking and refusing to see the truth. Since then she has spent more and more time around very powerful supernatural beings including two Mages and whatever Arthur was.

That night, the four of us spent the entire afternoon and most of the night together. We spoke of what happened to my family in a way we hadn’t before. Sindee’s explanation of how if it weren’t for both of their actions, neither of them would have met me as the man I am. The emotions and energy we were enveloped in during all of this was raw Magick and would draw all kinds of spirits and extra-planar beings to our gathering. After we finally laid down to rest, her subconscious mind would have continued to work on understanding everything that had happened and been discussed. Sometime during the night her mind must have come to some understanding of what happened that brought the four of us to this place, this night through a series of unexplainable events. She had an epiphany giving her the potential to become an awakened. As the energy had been there from out gathering there were spirits with the potential to be Avatars there as well. When you combine her potential with the availability of an Avatar you get a Mage.

While her Awakening was a good thing it also brought with it some concerns. Mages for the most part are rare. The fact that both Sindee and Jaq had connections to me and through me to Arthur and the fact that both awakening had occurred with me in the vicinity had me worrying about the implications for the futures I have seen so far. For the most part Mages do awaken near someone who will know what they are and can teach them how to use their new abilities. Having two new Mages awaken within such a small social group and in such short a period of time was something I hadn’t heard of before. While I wanted to believe it was for the better and that Arthur deserved the kind of happiness it would bring him, I was still concerned. Arthur could have extended Jaq’s life with Magick but using it on a mortal would present problems over time. The mind ages no matter what it done to the body of someone mortal. Mages can extend their lives indefinitely because of the changes made to the mind as part of an awakening. While my concerns for the future were more than valid, there was nothing I could do about them that night; and this was a welcome change. While none of us had slept for more than an hour the residual energy from her awakening and our own excitement of this change more than made up for the lack of sleep.

Sindee and I ran back to the house to get our tent and a few camping supplies as well as a couple days clothes together. I packed a few items that I used for teaching Sindee and others that Arthur planned to send my way to take with us. Once we got back to Arthur’s and parked the car had finished loading an SUV that he kept there, transferring the camping gear from our car to it. We all hopped in and headed out of town, just the four of us. Arthur told us he had left a note for Sam leaving her in charge for a few days and not giving her our destination. He said if he woke her up or gave the destination that küçükçekmece escort George at the very least would be heading our way. Jaq, Sindee and I laughed at him for ‘sneaking out’ like that for a few minutes. When the laughter faded he explained that Sam is a little over protective and he can’t wait until she hears about Jaq. I laughed at the idea of a US Marshall being escorted or followed everywhere by someone like George. Jaq laughed until she realized that it was a distinct possibility as she had gotten to know Sam and her loyalty to Arthur while not in any way romantic was total and devout.

We took a drive out into the mountains of Wyoming avoiding the area near the cabin and Jaq’s home town as many questions would be asked that we didn’t have answers to. We picked up food, water and other items at a store before heading up into the mountains themselves. Once we parked the SUV, we spent the rest of that first day hiking as far from civilization as we could get. We finally settled on a campsite late in the evening and set up. After a good rest we woke in the early morning. We traveled out here for privacy so we could work with Jaq exclusively while hiding the fact that she’s a Mage from everyone for the time being. The reasons behind it were varied; primarily for her protection from what we faced. As we hiked and discussed this, Arthur stated that by hiding that she is a Mage will give us another surprise to interrupt the Naphandi’s plans. While I was viewing the possible futures and fighting to change them, he may not be aware of my visions in the here and now. The longer we can keep them and any other secrets from him the better for us and everyone else.

We spent three days doing nothing but work with and train Jaq using magick to give us additional time and energy to just keep going. In those three days we packed in at least a month’s worth of training. Jaq was an exceptional student and adapted to new information quickly. Sindee taught her about Life Magick, focusing on how to heal herself and enhance her physical abilities when needed. Arthur taught her about Prime, the control of Magick itself including how to counter all types of spells and how to shift the backlash when possible. We all spent time learning from one another as we trained Jaq and shared information. I worked with Jaq with a focus on Time and Entropy Magicks as having the ability to alter or control chance and probability and the ability to accelerate your body and slow enemies can be useful in her line of work. The most important thing we stressed in the training was how to blend your spells into reality as seamlessly as possible. The greatest secret of all types of magic, and more so the Magick of Mages is that while most people don’t believe in it, they will accept coincidence as a matter of course.

We headed back to Las Vegas with a stop in Wolf Creek. Jaq wanted to introduce Arthur to her mother as well as Sindee and I. Since it had been a few days and I hadn’t bothered shaving the slight change to my features was enough to mask the fact that I hadn’t aged. We ate a nice home cooked meal for lunch once we stopped. I had liked Jaq’s mother before and her open friendly manner was still the same as before. She took to Arthur quickly when she saw the way the Jaq and he looked at one another. She was gracious when we gave her brief and simple explanation of my disappearance by not asking for details. As a cops mother I figure she knew something wasn’t being said, but accepted that it didn’t need to be. She simply adored Sindee and threatened to adopt her so Jaq would have a sister. After too short a visit we got back on the road headed back to Las Vegas and Arthur’s confrontation with a pissed of Vampire.

We all knew that while Sam was utterly loyal and wouldn’t harm Arthur for all the power in the world, she had a temper that made the devil quake in fear. I told Arthur to ensure that we arrived during the daylight so that we could avoid her wrath until Sindee and I got out of there. He looked at me like I was throwing him under the bus and I said, “Arthur, you of all people know that discretion is the better part of valor. It’s not fear… Okay, it’s not only fear but prudence that has me wanting to avoid her temper.”

Arthur burst out laughing for a few minutes as we got closer to the city before replying, “Andrew, you are an intelligent mage, but you’ve missed something obvious in all the times we’ve worked together and visited.”

I sure a look of confusion crossed my features and I tried to think back and see in my memory what I missed in the first place. While I was searching my memory Sindee gasped and started a quiet laughter. I guessed that she figured out whatever it was I had missed and the laughter was at my expense. When Jaq started laughing as well, I knew it was at me. I finally spoke up, “I know I am missing something that should be readily apparent to me and I’m going to feel dumb in a moment but what am I missing?”

Before Arthur or Jaq said anything Sindee asked, “What time was our wedding ceremony?”

That was obvious to me as I would never forget the image of Sindee walking in from the front doors of the church. The sunlight shining in her hair and sparking of the jewelry making her eyes stand out more than ever as the cool grey color reflected the glint from the gemstones. “Is started at noon and the sun’s light was pale compared to your beauty to the point where Marcus had to poke me in the back and remind me to breath.”

Sindee smiled at me and laughed again. Jaq was also laughing only more and harder now. I knew I was going to be the fool here in a few minutes but I did it to myself by missing the obvious. Sindee got enough control to speak again, “While the compliment is appreciated, it has distracted you and not me from the topic at hand.” I blushed as she poked fun at me. I wasn’t upset, far from it really. I just couldn’t get over the embarrassment of being this oblivious. She asked her next question between giggles, “And where was Sam at during the ceremony?”

Easy question, easy answer. “Obviously right where she belonged with the other bridesmaids standing across from the groomsmen,” I quickly replied. At this point all three of them were laughing so hard that Arthur had to pull over to the shoulder and put the car in park. I still hadn’t gotten what it was I was missing. It was going to be a long time before I would ever live this down.

Sindee was smiling in gleeful and mischievous delight when she asked the next question, “And how did she get to the ceremony so that she could stand with the other bridesmaids?”

“She rode to the ceremony with you and the other bridesmaids around ten in the morning to make sure you all had plenty of time to complete your makeup and other preparations before ……” I trailed off there when my brain finally caught up why everyone was laughing at me. I completely deserved the laughter, more so because I had always been a devil in the details kind of person and it took me this long to notice the blindingly obvious. I hung my head for a few minutes during which Arthur got the car back onto the road.

Arthur looked into the rearview mirror to catch my gaze when I finally life my head back up. “Now that you’re caught up Andrew I’ll explain it better. Yes, Sam is a Vampire. Yes, the sun is dangerous and deadly to most Vampires. Sam is one of very few Vampires that are usually called a Daywalker. She is as different from the other Daywalkers as you are from a hedge wizard however. Sam moved beyond being a normal Vampire around the same time I became more than a Mage. It is not time for you to know anything else about either of our unique statuses as they have nothing to do with the Ascension War or the Nephandi you’re fighting. The good news about that is he knows nothing of what we are, as that is a secret held only by my inner circle of friends. You and Sindee are both becoming part of the inner circle as well. While I count you among it, it is for both our wars that I don’t explain anything else as secrets once spoken can be heard by those who were not meant to have them.”

Quiet reigned in the car for a few minutes before he spoke again, “Besides, if you think I would let you sneak off and avoid any of the blame while I faced the Wrath kurtköy escort of Sam alone you got another thing coming.” He laughed, “At least she likes Jaq and Sindee so we should be safe from any harm that would deprive them of us for any amount of time.”

Sindee and I both laughed at that statement before I spoke up, “Arthur, you’re missing the obvious now.”

Arthur looked perplexed then just asked, “What is it you think that I’m missing?”

Sindee spoke up while I laughed, “Sam knows that I’m an accomplished and well trained Doctor along with being, and I believe the words you used were, ‘an exceptionally talented and powerful Life Mage’ Arthur.”

The look that crossed Arthur’s face at that moment was priceless; right up until the thought crossed my mind that my head was back on the chopping block with his. Arthur watched as the emotions flitted across my features before speaking up, “Not so funny when we think about it now. Perhaps we can go to your place for a day or two?” he asked.

Sindee and Jaq both answered at the same time, “NO!” and that was the end of that idea. Arthur and I dragged them out to the mountains so we were going to take out punishment from a Vampire like the men we were, or else.

We pulled into the spot at the top of the parking garage just a night fell over the valley. Sam was at the SUV and opening the doors for everyone before we even saw her coming. The emotions playing over her features were many and varied with a lot of them reflecting anger and concern. She checked Arthur over for any injuries before moving onto Jaq and Sindee finishing up with me. Arthur and I are both relative large and physically well-built men. Within seconds after she finished her inspection of us for injuries Sam grabbed Arthur and I both by the backs of our necks one handed and carried us that way into the common room above the club. I was too frightened for embarrassment or anger at this treatment. Looking over at Arthur, his features seemed to show the same. Here we were two reasonably powerful beings who could easily destroy any vampire we ran into and we were helplessly at the mercy of a woman who was barely 5’3” tall. Once she got us into the common room Sam went into a rant, chewing us out from here to hell about recklessly endangering not only Arthur but all four of us by taking off without telling her with no one to watch out backs in the event something happened. Leaving the city without three of the key players in the battles we were waging. A few of the guards and other staff members were in the hallway outside. JD and Guido were sitting on the other side of the room watching the ass chewing when as things continued that way.

Sindee started to move forward towards Sam when Jaq stepped passed her to get to Sam first. She stepped between Sam and the two of us, grabbed her shoulders and started in on Sam with, “Just you wait one minute Sam. They didn’t just take us against our will and both Sindee and I are quite capable of taking care of ourselves and them as you are.” Jaq removed her hands from Sam’s shoulders, bringing her right index finger up and poked Sam in the chest over her heart, “And another thing, as surprised as I am at meeting him and finding out about everything else in the world that I didn’t know before; I am handling myself quite well.” She poked Sam in the heart area again, “I also happen to be totally in love with Arthur and wouldn’t have met him if I hadn’t known Andrew so I’m not going to let you stand here and yell at them for the four of us taking a weekend trip together.” Jaq continued to poke same over the heart as she read her the riot act. “I like you Sam and can see you as a sister that I never had but I won’t put up…..” As Jaq was yelling, she continued to poke Sam. I’m sure we’ve all heard the saying about not poking the bear. I personally imagine poking a Vampire was an even worse idea.

Sam reached up and grabbed Jaq’s hand just as it poked her again. Her eyes flashed and her expression changed from anger to confusion at being yelled at, to shock over something. She looked across the room to JD and Guido and said, “Out.” It was one work spoken in and even tone. That word made my back tense as though I had a gun to my head. It had no less of an effect on the two of them as they were out of the room faster than I could track their movement. Sam then turned to look at Sindee, “Close and lock the door from the inside her then hit the second switch from the right.” Sindee complied as fast as the two who took off out of the room, then walked over to sit with between Arthur and I. Sam guided Jaq to a seat beside Sindee leaving them between Arthur and me. “Now, tell me when she,” pointing at Jaq, “became a Mage?”

Jaq, Sindee and I tried for blank expressions as though we had no idea what she was talking about. Arthur on the other hand had a ‘the cat is out of the bag’ expression. I’d seen the man play poker and knew he had a better blank look than I did. Jaq replied to the query, “What are you talking about?”

Sam’s features were exceptional at conveying her thoughts just by adopting certain expressions. The one she put on her face then was something between a ‘do you really think I am that stupid’ and a ‘If you lie to me again I’ll rip your head off’ expression. Her words were heavily sarcastic, “Of course you have no idea what I’m talking about. I’m only over five hundred years old and know nothing of the supernatural world.”

Arthur opened his mouth to speak and Sam cut him off, “No Arthur, not listening to you at the moment.” He closed his mouth right back up. She shifted her glance over each of us I turn before continuing. “I just so happen to like you as well Jaq and when you said you were totally in love with Arthur I reflexively used one of my powers to view your Aura and saw the telltale signs of a magic user in it. While there are many types of magic that mortals have the ability to use; they always leave a trace of evidence. You don’t smell like someone using blood magic which would be obvious to a vampire. You have not scent of potion ingredients that would indicate Wicca, voodoo or other hedge wizardry. More to the point, three known Mages took you on a sudden trip to the middle of nowhere for three days. I’d assume you were receiving a crash course in using and more importantly hiding your powers.” All four of us being lectured had out jaws hanging. “Now close your mouths and I’ll explain a little before you answer.” We closed our mouths, “First as to where you were, leave the cell phones behind. While you had not service in the deep mountain forest, the GPS chips still worked. Second, you all lit out of here with just a note when Arthur normally gives me detailed, annoyingly detailed, instructions about what he wants done. Odd behavior for him to say the least. So with the lack of other ways for her to have an aura that looks like the three of yours I guessed that she awakened. I wasn’t positive until all four of you needed to pick your jaws up off the floor there, but still an educated guess.”

I broke the silence that followed first, “Remind me never to play poker with you Sam.” The irrelevant comment made everyone laugh and allowed a relaxed atmosphere to enter the group.

Sam took one more look at Jaq, “As for you Jacqueline Dupree, I lover Arthur as though he were family and am glad that you two found each other and love each other as much as you do. However, the next time you poke me in the chest for any reason I’ll break the finger doing it. Other than that, welcome to our small but growing family.”

I don’t know if we were all more surprised by the threat or the instant forgiveness and end of the rant. Either way we took it in stride and didn’t poke the Vampire any further than we already had. We spent the rest of the evening catching Sam up on what had happened while we were gone. As soon as all that was complete, we called it a night and headed for home. Sindee had work the next evening at the hospital and I had more people to train. As I drove us home I could feel Sindee staring at me and was more thankful than ever that the bond we formed five days ago was as strong now as it was then.

We got back to the house grabbed ourselves hot showers, took care of things such as shaving our respective needs and dressing for bed. We curled together; I pulled her against my chest and took in the scent of her hair. We fell asleep from exhaustion barely seconds after lying down together.

After what felt like an entire to short period of time, I opened my eyes to find myself outside the ruined city……

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

The flight from Paris to New York was going to be a long flight. Mina and I would retire to the bedroom at the back of the plane. Mina was still angry at me for the ass fucking, but she knew I expected her to succumb to me again. She knew that was part of being married to me. My massive wealth and international business and social contacts were more important. That these contacts and my wealth has afforded her expansion of her philanthropy, music career, and modeling career.

The plane was just getting ready for takeoff and the captain dimmed the cabin lights. Basically, the only lights in the cabin were emanating from the small floor lights of the aisle. We settled back in our seats, and after an uneventful takeoff, the plane was airborne. Once the plane reached its cruising altitude, Mina approached me,” Is there anything I can get you to drink right away?”

” Um, I will just have a, uh, Miller Lite. Um, no glass,” I replied. The skirt she was wearing came about mid thigh. Her blouse was one of those button down types, and she had the top three buttons unfastened, just hinting at her magnificent pair of tits. She wore sheer, light black panty hose, and her feet were clad in two-inch heels. She was my asian goddess. I watched as she disappeared to fill the drink order. I waited for her to return. After about two minutes, she returned and set the drink on the tray.

I watched her ass as she walked away, wondering to myself what it would take to get my hands on it. Mina disappeared behind the door, and I slowly nursed my drink as my mind wandered to her legs, her tits, that ass. That is when I noticed her hand scribbled note.
When you are ready to fuck me and get fucked, ring the call button. Mina.

I rang the call button as fast as I could. Mina appeared from the back, and without saying a word. When she returned, she was carrying a blanket, and two pillows. Setting the items in the long seat across the aisle, she slides into the seat next to me, raising the armrest that separated the two seats as she did. She took my right hand and placed it on her now naked thigh. As she did this, she put both feet on the seat in front of us, spreading her legs. The hem of her skirt barely hid her pussy. My hand started lightly caressing her thigh, getting closer and closer to her pussy. Her ass started squirming in the seat in anticipation, causing the hem of her skirt to slide up even further. Her own hands were busy playing with her tits, and I could see the hardness of her nipples straining against her shirt.

My hand finally found its way to her pussy. I leaned over and began to lightly kiss her neck as my hand explored her wetness. The clean-shaven pussy exciting me again. I rested my hand on her mound, making circular motions.The palm of my hand was placed directly over her clit, and the pressure was exciting her. As I continued the circular motions, my fingers stroked her pussy lips, teasing her with the temptation of penetration, but never quite doing it. ” Fuck me with your fingers,” she pleaded with me, as one of her hands slipped inside of her shirt.

Not wanting to disappoint her, I slide my middle finger to the base of her pussy, and traced a line up until I found the opening. Sliding it in, I was surprised at how wet she is. My finger slides easily in, and I begin to fuck her. Sliding my finger all the way into her pussy, I would pause briefly to make circular motions on her clit. Then I would slide it back out. I continued this, and when I inserted my ring finger, she let’s out a soft moan
” aaaaahhhhh…mmmmm.” I begin fucking her pussy faster, and her hand that was not busy fondling her tits worked its way down the length of her shirt, finally reaching her clit. She begins to rub her clit in time with me fucking her, gyrating her hips at the same time. Faster and faster she went until she suddenly stopped. ” I don’t want to cum yet. Not like this,” She said.

She stands up in front of me, and slowly begins to unbutton her blouse. Reaching the last button, her blouse now hungs open, still hiding her tits. Her hands seductively reached inside her blouse and begins playing with her nipples, her eyes never leaving mine. She watchs my reaction as her hands slid down the length of her body, over her stomach, and then finally inside the waist of her skirt. I watch as her skirt moves in time with her hands playing with her pussy. She suddenly stops, and pulls her hands off her skirt. I watch as she licks the wetness off one set of fingers, and was ecstatic when she offered me the other set. I took them one at a time into my mouth, sucking every ounce of wetness off them that I could. Standing, her hands reached behind her, and I hear the unmistakable sound of a zipper being opened. I watched as the skirt fell to the floor, finally exposing her pussy I had just finger fucked.

Even from where I was sitting, I could see the wetness glimmering on her lips. Entranced, I did not even notice that she had removed her shirt, exposing perfectly round tits and nipples that were so erect it looked painful. I watched as she playfully pinched them, making them even harder. She walked across the aisle and grabbed the blanket spreading it out on the long coach. Then she grabbed the pillows, ” Stand up and take your clothes off,” she instructed.

I did as asked, and she pushes me back down on the seat. She sets them down on the floor directly in front of me. As she is standing there, she spreads my knees apart just enough to kneel between them. Placing one knee on each pillow, she takes my hard cock in her hand and started stroking. The thrill of watching her as she strokes my cock was incredible. She stroked it with one hand, and suddenly she is squeezing my balls with her other hand. The fingers of one hand gently played with the head of my cock, using slow circular motions. Suddenly, the unmistakable feeling of saliva was flowing over the head of my cock. She paused for a moment to let it flow down the shaft, and then began to stroke faster and faster, using the saliva fatih escort as a lubricant. The hand squeezing my balls left them, and I heard the sound of her sucking it.

I was surprised when one of her fingers began rubbing the edges of my ass. Slowly, and gently, she inserted the finger into my ass, and slowly began to move it in and out. At the same time, the wetness of her mouth finally found my cock. I was in ecstasy as I felt her tongue circling the tip of my cock. A small kissing sound as she kissed the head of my cock, and suddenly my entire cock was engulfed in the wet moistness of her mouth. I watched as her head bobbed up and down, all the while her finger working my ass. I was nearing orgasm, and I did not want this to stop. I grabbed her head with my hands, and she was still. She looked up at me from her knees.

” Come with me,” She said. She stood up and started walking towards the back of the plane. I quickly followed, we reached the door and opened it, and we walked in. Standing at the foot of the bed, the door securely locked behind us.” Fuck me any way you want to,” Mina begged. ” Lay down on your back,” I say.

I reach for my pants, and pull the small pocketknife out of the pocket. Grabbing the blanket, I begin to cut thin strips out of the material. Once I have the strips I need, I use two of them to blindfold and gag her. Grabbing one of her wrists, I tied one end of the strip to your wrist, and the other end to the wrought iron headboard. I quickly repeat this procedure for her other wrist and both ankles. As she lays on her back and spread eagled on the bed, I move to the head of the bed. Using my tongue, I start at the bind on her wrist and trace a line down the length of her arm to her chest. I reach her tit, and I take the nipple into my warm mouth. She strains against the restraints, but realizes she is completely helpless. I play with the nipple in my mouth, my teeth gently nibbling on it with enough pressure to be pleasurable and not painful. I continue tracing with my tongue, moving over her stomach and down to her pussy. I climb on top of her and straddle her body with my legs.

I bury my head between her legs. She can sense my hard thick cock just inches from her face, but with the gag she is helpless to do anything. I begin licking her pussy, starting at her clit and running my tongue the length of her lips. I slide my tongue back up, and concentrate my efforts on her clit. My tongue plays with it, flicking it back and forth and licking it up and down. As I take her clit fully into my mouth, I lower my hips so that my cock is resting on her face. As I play with her clit with my tongue, I begin to thrust my hips. The pressure of my cock on her face turns her on, and she begins to squirm again. She can taste the saltiness of my pre-cum as the head of my cock slides over her gagged mouth, just briefly touching her lips as it does.

Suddenly I stop, and she lays there, motionless. She turns her head from side to side, trying to no avail to figure out where I am. Suddenly she feels my hands between her legs. I am lying between her legs, my face inches from her pussy. Using my hands, I spread her pussy lips, exposing the wet pinkness. Gently I begin to lick her, all the while keeping her pussy spread. Deeper and deeper my tongue plunges, and she moans when I use one of my thumbs to rub her clit at the same time. ” ooooohhhhh..aaaaahhhhhh.”

The taste of her pussy is intoxicating. Her moans are unintelligible, and I have a feeling she is trying to tell me, she is about to cum, so I stop, licking her clit one last time. I kneel between her legs, my knees touching her inner thighs. Spreading your legs as much as the restraints will allow, I begin to tease her, rotating my hips on her wet pussy. So she could feel how hard my cock was. I laid my long wide hard cock on her stomach. Mina was whimpering and moaning softly ” Fuck me, Fuck me Now! AAAAAHHHH, OOOOOHHHHhhh” I teased her by pushing the mushroom head aganist her hot wet pussy lips, sending shivers through her causing her to squirm.

She tenses slightly as the head of my cock gently probes her pussy. I lay on top of her, my cock resting on her pussy right between the lips. I begin a slow, gliding motion. My cock slips down the length of her pussy until the head is resting on her clit. Using my body weight, I apply pressure. Then it slides back up the length of her pussy until my balls are resting on her clit. I continue teasing her until I think she can’t stand it any more. I once again kneel between her legs and take my cock in my hand. Using my other hand, I spread her lips ever so slightly, and the head of my cock enters her pussy.

She moans through the gag, obviously a moan of pleasure. ” OOOOOOOHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!” I pull the head completely out, and then quickly reinsert it, once again teasing her. Her hips strain against her confines, but to no avail. The sensation of me reinserting my cock over and over is almost more than she can stand. Finally, and without warning, I feel the warmth and wetness as her pussy swallows my entire cock.

I lie down on top of her and grab a hold of each bound wrist with my hands. The entire weight of my body is on her as I slam into her wet pussy with long deep thrusts. On the outstroke the head of my cock nearly leaves her pussy while on the instroke, I slam so hard my balls hit her ass. With each instroke, I pause just a moment and using my pelvis to make a small grinding motion on her clit. I continue to fuck her, alternating between short, fast, strokes, and long deep strokes. I begin to feel her body tense, and I know she is close to coming. I begin to fuck her as fast and as hard as I can, and I feel the muscles of her pussy clenching around my cock. Squeezing my hard thick cock like a vise. Her thighs try to slow my thrusting, but it is no use as I continue thrusting hard and fast like a pile driver. I begin to feel her body relax, and I slowly pull my cock out of her dripping pussy.

Walking güngören escort to the foot of the bed, I untie her ankles, then move to the head of the bed and untie her wrists. She rubs them gently as they hurt somewhat from straining against them. She reachs to remove her blindfold, but I stop her. ” I’m not finished with you yet. Lay on your stomach,” I demand. Obeying me without hesitation, she lays on her stomach. I quickly tie her wrists together over her head, and fasten them to the headboard. She literally cannot move them, as her head is only inches from the headboard. I tie the longest piece of the shredded blanket to the headboard.

” On your knees,” I instruct. I stand over her and grab her hips. I lift her ass in the air as she moves her knees forward. Once I am satisfied with her position, I take the long piece of binding and wrap it around her knee, then over to the other knee, and then back to the headboard. She is literally there, on her hands and knees, ass in the air, unable to move. I move to the foot of the bed and kneel behind her. I can see the lips of her pussy, still glistening with the wetness of her orgasms. I lower my head and gently lick the moisture there. It is incredibly sensitive, and she trys to pull away, but it is futile. I rise a bit, and my hands reach around and grab her tits. As I do this, she can feel the hardness of my thick cock between her ass cheeks.

I shoved three fingers in her deep and hard. The thrusts and plunges were in a way that made her feel almost like, she was being fucked with my cock. I held her pussy cupped in one hand, thumb pressed close to her clit, fingers digging relentlessly into her dripping wet cunt. The muscles in her pussy squeezing and contracting with pleasure as I shoved my fingers in and spread them slightly, then withdraw to the tips only to ram them in deep again. As I fucked her sopping wet twat with my fingers, I continued to work my rigid cock into her asshole. She felt the intrusion, but my fingers, which I was now alternately using to thrust into her wet, cunt and brush and pluck her swollen nipples, had her so excited and stimulated that it was simply a subconscious awareness somewhere in her mind.

The distraction worked exactly as I intended, focusing all her energy to that burning ache between her legs deep in her pussy. She gyrated and pumped her throbbing hot box against my fingers frantically and purposefully, completely relaxing her ass and offering no resistance as I pushed my cock in completely. Suddenly, she realized that I had buried my cock to the hilt in her ass. I had played with her tight puckered asshole with the head of my cock which was wet and slippery from the cream oozing from her cunt. I had teased her that way creating a pleasant, interesting sensation that was new to her. And as I stimulated her tits and twat to the point that she was excited almost to delirium, I had slipped my thick cock all the way into her tight asshole. She was amazed, pleased, confused, and enthralled all at the same time.

Thoughts and sensations flooded through her mind. She concentrated on how my cock felt deep inside where the first time was so painful. She loved the new feeling of fullness and the depth. I was still inside her, so she could feel my cock throbbing, and she loved the thickness and stiffness of me. Her ass was so tight and snug around my throbbing cock, she was slightly uncomfortable, She was thinking, but the idea of me inside her that way distracted her from the minor discomfort. I remained motionless for several minutes, allowing her body to adjust, and to allow, me to savor my conquest. She felt stuffed, my cock was so long and thick and pulsing, and I continued churning my fingers slowly in her wet cunt and gently brushing my fingers across the tips of her nipples. Every nerve ending in her body seemed to be alive, with every stroke of my fingers, she felt jolts. she was keenly aware of the connectivity of her body, because it seemed like a continual flood of electrical currents coursed from one nerve to the next with every touch.

She liked the feeling of me being in her ass and her cunt at the same time, and as she turned to look at me, I thrusted my tongue into her mouth probing, then sucking. She felt like she could simply melt away in ecstasy. I began to move my cock very slowly, kind of grinding into her, but not backing out at all, and increased the speed and motion of my fingers in her pussy and on her nipples. She moaned ” OOOOOOHHHHHH! AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!.” As I intensified the stimulation between her legs and on her tits, I began to pull my cock back slightly, and made gentle, short thrusts into her ass. She moaned again, ” OOOOOOOHHHHHHhhhhh.” It felt unlike anything she had ever experienced, my body seemed melded to her. I began to work my fingers on her pussy and tits again, and moved my tongue from her mouth to her neck, one minute fucking her mouth with it, the next licking the hollow of her neck with rapid flicks. I then began sucking the same spot until she felt a twinge of pain, and quickly moved to suck her tongue as she tried to draw away from me.

I knew her body well, and I teased and plucked her nipples and began to ram my fingers into her wet pussy, pushing her toward orgasms. Her body responded just as I knew it would, sensations raging, cunt aching, and she moaned, ” Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH! MMMMMMM!” and pummeled her cunt against my fingers wildly. As she tried to ride my fingers, her ass swivelled and gyrated on my long thick cock Again she moaned, ” OHHH! OHHH!! UUHHH! OHHH! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO!!!!.”

I knew she was flooded with desire, desperate to cum, and in that ridiculous place of need that encompasses all else. Nothing mattered to her except that insane insatiability. She wanted me slamming into her, ramming her with full long deep thrusts, forcing her body to respond. I pulled my fingers out of her quivering pussy and grabbed her nipples and held them between my thumbs kadıköy escort and forefingers as I begin to ram into her newly penetrated ass. She was screaming, “OMG! OMG! OHHH! OHHH!! UUHHH! OHHH! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO”, ” OHHH! OHHH!! UUHHH! OHHH! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO!!!!.” She felt the length of my cock slide about half way out, and then felt me slam back into her, causing her body to jerk and again to scream, , “OOOWW, that hurts,” AAAAAAAAAHHH, OWWWWWW.”

It was painful, and it was uncomfortable. It was intrusive. I pulled her nipples as if I were milking her tits and I pulled my cock about three quarters of the way out at the same time. She moaned, “OMG! OMG! OHHH! OHHH!! UUHHH! OHHH! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO” as I continued milking her nipples, and she felt me slam my cock back and deep inside, then started slamming in and out of her ass like a pile driver. She was screaming, ” OHHH! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH!,” ” Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH! MMMMMMM!”. It did not hurt really, but she was conscious of being full in a way she never had experienced, and the sensation was very different from my cock in her cunt. She felt her insides tugging against my hard thick shaft, and as I pulled out, it felt like my cock was scraping the walls of her asshole. She guessed, I knew that her ass was tight, and that it would be painful, because when I pulled the length of my cock almost all the way out again, I shoved my fingers right back into her empty, wet, aching cunt.

I then moved them to the spot close to her swollen tender clit that I knew would make her cum every time, and I began to work on her. As she became hot and frantic again, I began to fuck her in the ass. I would pull almost all the way out, then slam my long thick rod back in deeply. I had her nipples and her cunt on fire again, and although she was aware of pain as I continued to give her, her first ass fucking , she was again beyond caring because it was minor compared to the pleasure coursing through her body.
I pumped in and out faster like a pile driver, periodically grinding and sort of rocking my cock, She guessed to loosen and stretch her muscles some. As her body adjusted, I began to slam into her with long deep strokes. I pulled most of the way out, then plunged back in a few times, then settled into a rhythmic, steady long deep strokes. This was the moment when she really knew and accepted that not only had I put my cock all the way up her ass; I was actually fucking her in the ass. She could feel her asshole tugging against my rod with every stroke. She could feel my balls slapping aganist her pussy, Wap, Wap, Wap.

I was clearly enjoying the tight grip and pull on my hard, swollen rod, because I increased my tempo again. As I masturbated her toward orgasms, I fucked her ass deep and hard. I wanted to make sure that her second time taking it up the ass was one she would never forget and want to continue experiencing, I kept changing from one type stroke to another. I fucked with short, quick jabs, then deep, long penetrating strokes, grinding gyrations and rapid, hard deep pumps. As I felt her close to cumming, I began to hammering my cock into her ass the same way I pounded her pussy. I withdrew my cock to the head and then plunged it back in deeply in rapid fire motion, fucking her ass with the same demand. She had felt in her pussy. Shockwaves of pain from the unexpected assault on my senses fought with waves of ecstasy exploding in my body while I came all over the fingers I had thrusted back into her cunt. “OMG! OMG! OHHH! OHHH!! UUHHH! OHHH! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO” she was groaning.

As her body spasmed with pleasure, I rammed my long thick heavy cock into her asshole with complete abandonment…slamming my rod harder and harder into her tight ass. I was in extasy fucking her tight ass so completely, I wanted to make sure she understood how it could feel when I pounded her instead of making love to her gently. She realized that allowing me to fuck her ass, was thrilling and a totally different experience. That my timing was perfect and intentional. She guessed that I knew that while she was cumming, the elation would distract me. ” OHHH! OHHH!! UUHHH! OHHH! UH-UH-UH-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO!!!!” she groaned.
Within seconds after she came, I exploded, letting my load fill her ass. In addition to the strange sensation of my cum flooding her ass, she felt my cock spasming and jerking in her ass sending pleasure sensations through her body. Then a sudden, intense burning sensation from the salty cream. Her ass was raw and sore, but she had not realized it until that moment. I pulled out quickly, leaving her empty and sore but satisified. The second time she took it up the ass may not be her last. I slowly and deliberately untie you, giving you time to recover. She collapses on the bed in exhaustion. I give her 10 minutes to rest, and then I speak.

” My turn.” I sit on the edge of the bed and pull her to me so that she is standing directly in front of me. I pull her closer, and grab her ass. I pull her legs around me so that she is now straddling me. She has her hands wrapped around me for balance. ” When I tell you to get off of me, get off,” I say.

I gently slide my cock into her still dripping pussy. She uses her hips to alternately thrust against my cock and to fuck it in an up and down motion. Her tits sway in time with her thrusts, and I grab one in each hand, squeezing. She places one hand on each of my knees and leans back. Here I can watch as her pussy swallow my cock. It is too much for me. ” Get off.”

She quickly gets off me, and kneels directly in front of me. She grabs my cock and begins stroking it furiously, mouth open in expectation. She feels my ass tense as the first shot of cum explodes from me into her mouth. She keeps stroking as wave after wave of cum flows from me, filling her mouth. It is too much, and it begins to flow down her chin. I watch as the stream of cum flows between her tits, making a trail all the way to her pussy. She swallows the cum in her mouth and sucks the last of it from my throbbing cock.

We get cleaned up and dressed in silence and we return to our seats in the cabin. 15 minutes later, we were landed and at the gate and going to our limo.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Firehouse Heat: Kelsey Chapter 1

This story is a work of fiction. The characters are based on real people in my life, as well as real locations and events. Names have been changed to protect not only my identity but those of my friends and partners. This story will have multiple chapters, focusing on a couple different people, with each relationship being a separate “book”. I hope you enjoy!

 

 

It was a quiet night at the firehouse, though I wouldn’t dare say it, because everyone knows the minute you say the “q-word”, all hell is bound to break loose. It was a Tuesday, which normally would mean I was off the next day and could enjoy my rest for a little longer. For some reason though, my dickhead boss decided to schedule me for a 12 hour shift that Wednesday…starting at 0700. On my way to bed, I ran into my friend Kelsey. I knew she had to leave the station around the same time I did, because she was a stay at home mom, and her husband left for work around 0730.

“Heading to bed too, Kels?”

“Hey Jake! Yeah, gotta get back to the kids…and I guess the husband too,” she replied, with a hint of annoyance at the mention of her husband. Kelsey loved her kids, and didn’t hate her husband, but often times she would come to me to vent. It turns out he bounced from job to job often, so much in fact that they weren’t ever able to afford a place of their own, so they still lived with his parents. I suppressed a chuckle.

“Not too eryaman escort stoked for that, eh?”

She shook her head and chuckled.

“You know how it goes Jakey. Same shit, different day.”

I nodded in agreeance, and she started back down the hallway towards the bunks, but then I remembered what I wanted to ask her in the first place.

“Oh hey, Kelsey!”

She turned back towards me, and I thought I saw a flash of something in her eyes, but I figured it was just the lack of sleep getting to me, and ignored it.

“Hey, I have to work tomorrow morning, would you mind making sure I’m awake on your way out? I don’t want to sleep through my alarms”, I explained. I must have showed my annoyance at that fact because she laughed and nodded knowingly. I vented to her many times about my work issues.

“Sure thing sweetie, but don’t be surprised when I tickle your balls because you’re still sleeping!”

I nearly choked, but played it off as best I could, and laughed.

“Well I guess I have to ignore my alarms then! Thanks Kels, I owe you one. Night!”

She giggled and went to her bunkroom, directly across the hall from my own. As I walked into my room, I flicked the lights on, and went over to my locker to pull my bed sheets out. I couldn’t help but think about what Kelsey had just said! My girlfriend and I hadn’t had sex in a while. There was nothing wrong with our relationship, we were just both esenler escort so busy that we were exhausted by the time we went to sleep. My mind started to wander as I made my bed. I’d always thought Kelsey was attractive, but had never really thought of her in aw sexual way…until now. Kelsey was about 35, but you really wouldn’t know it by looking at her. She was about 5’4″, and wasn’t skinny but she wasn’t overweight, either. She had nice curves that she kept under wraps in her station uniform, but her pants accentuated her ass in just the right way. As I finished laying my blankets down, I started to wonder even more. What was she really hiding underneath that uniform? I started imagining her slipping into my bunk in the middle of the night, slowly stripping as she…

KNOCK KNOCK

I nearly jumped out of my skin! Looking down, I realized I had started stroking my now hard cock subconsciously, and quickly I called out.

“Uh, just a sec!”

I smoothed down my erection as much as I possibly could, and opened the door, being careful to keep my bottom half behind the door itself.

“Hey Jakey, did I interrupt something?”

She smirked, that look that normally I thought was adorable, but now it struck me with nothing but paranoia. Did she know? Could she tell? No. She couldn’t possibly..could she?

“Oh hey Kels! No, just getting my bed ready, I hate fitted sheets” I said, hoping I was convincing enough. esenyurt escort

“Ugh. Yeah I hear ya. Anyway, I wanted to ask you something. Does your room ever get really cold at night?”

I sighed internally, relieved.

“No, not really, though I do have a temp control in here.” I gestured to the wall, right next to where she was leaning.

“What?!” she exclaimed. “That’s horseshit, my room is always cold as shit and I don’t have one of those!”

I kept back a chuckle.

“Well, if you get too cold, you can always come find me,” I said. She raised her eyebrows in surprise. “I-I-I mean, I have an extra blanket!” I stammered, my face going red. She laughed and punched my shoulder gently.

“Well, I’ll be sure to keep that in mind, Jakey. Night!”

And with thag, she disappeared back the way she came, and I heard her door shut. What the fuck was I thinking? Surely she knew now, if she didn’t before. I was attracted to her. I climbed into bed, kicking myself for saying that. I set my alarms and went to bed. The next morning, my alarm woke me from my slumber. We hadn’t had any calls during the night, and I was grateful for that. On my way to the bathroom, I ran into Kelsey. She passed me by with a simple “morning” and continued on her way. I kicked myself again. You idiot, you messed things up! I hurriedly got ready for work and headed out to my car, at this point just ready to get the day over with. Pulling out of the lot, I got a text. It was from Kelsey!

“Hey Jakey. Sorry I was such a grump this morning. Hubby and I had an argument last night. See ya next week!”

I smiled wide. Maybe things weren’t messed up after all.

 

TO BE CONTINUED

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Jo and Jessica had been friends ever since either of them could remember. One day they both decided to go find a new car. They had just gotten to the car dealership when Jo screamed,
“Hey, it’s our car!” as they saw this black El Camino that had a thin red stripe midway down the door that ran the length of the oldie but goodie.
Jessica agreed with her friend’s enthusiasm. She hugged Jo really close, knowing that they would look stunning in their new ride.
On the way home, they waved at their mailman, who was just entering their court with his mailbag.
“Hey there’s our house!” they both said at the same time, as they saw their house that they had painted black with red window shades. They looked at one another like they were in each other’s heads.
“There’s our door,” they said in unison again.
They got out of their new car and raced each other to the door knob. This time it was Jessica who piped up,
“Ooo there’s our bathroom! Race you.”
Jo didn’t need any further encouragement, as she started disrobing, right inside the door. She was almost to the bathroom door when Jo tackled her from behind. They both toppled into the bathroom together. As soon as they had hit the linoleum floor, they thought to themselves,
“Hmm, shower time.”
They çekmeköy escort took turns removing a piece of clothing off of the other…first went the shoes and socks, then jeans, then came the shirts, bras then last went the panties.
Both stepped into the shower, not really needing to wash, but rather just to fool around. Soaping themselves up, they both had a hand go straight for the other’s pussy. The other hand went to their own left tit, then the right.
After they had sufficiently given themselves their first and second orgasms, they both stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel for each and started to dry off.
Jo and Jessica looked at each other and said the very same thing the other was thinking,
“I love you so much right now, and always have, you just don’t even know.”
They both laughed at the other and said
“We were silly not to come right out with our feelings.
Jo said, “I know, but now that we both know how the other feels, we don’t have to pussy foot around the subject of sex.”
“And to hell with anything anybody else thinks. As long as we’re happy, that’s all that really matters, right?”
“Right!”
They then hopped onto the bed and passed out in each others loving arms.
The next morning çeşme escort they woke up just like they had fallen asleep, in each other’s embrace. They decided that it was time everybody knew that they were a new couple, even if they weren’t married yet.
Jo’s parents, as well as Jessica’s were overjoyed at the news, their daughters had finally admitted this fact to themselves, they were indeed lesbians. All of the parents had agreed upon a big “coming out” party when the girls finally came around to announcing the fact.
Jo’s little brother, Billy came and tugged at her denim shorts and said,
“Even I knew that you liked girls more than boys and not just as friends, but more as ‘girlfriend’ material.”
Jo blushed beet red,
“Okay, busted! I’ll admit that.”
Jessica’s little siter, Kelly came over and tapped on her older sister’s shoulder,
“So did I!”
Jessica squeezed Jo’s hand and leaned in for a quick little kiss. Problem was, it didn’t look like a “quick” kiss at all. More like a long passionate kiss between two long time lovers, the kind you might see in one of those romantic movies, like The Bodyguard.
It was turning out that their little secret, wasn’t much of a secret after all, everybody in their immediate families knew cihangir escort about it already, and that was all that really mattered, anyway. Anybody else could go fuck themselves as far as Jo and Jessica were concerned.
They then turned their attention to where they would stay. Both girls were still in their respective parents houses. After a few minutes of deep, hard thought by everyone, Jessica’s dad, Chuck, chimed in,
How about my old houseboat, nobody uses it anymore, and you girls would have your privacy wherever you wanted to take it. Only thing you would need to worry about was gas, I’d be happy to supply any food you might want.”
Upon hearing this seriously generous suggestion, both Jo and Jessica just about jumped out of their seats, let alone their clothes. They stood up and both kissed Chuck on either side of his face.
With the issue of where to live settled, they felt a humongous weight lifted from their shoulders. Jo’s mom, Lisa, handed over some really nice floral curtains, the kind you would see in the kitchen window, above the kitchen sink.
“I know it’s nothing like a houseboat, but…”
Jo stopped her mother right there, thanked her and said, “Mom, you don’t even know how much the four of you have done already, just by accepting how Jessica and I feel about each other. The houseboat, the curtains, hell we were actually thinking about going and building ourselves a log cabin in a secluded spot in the forest somewhere.”
With that, everyone started laughing.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

“hello I said to the man might I introduce myself my name is Austin Crase”. while you do or do not know me is not of concern but what we both know is how you stole some of my black market weapons and ”entertainment shall we say” as I swung the lead pipe across his face breaking teeth blood hit the floor.

he blubbered some words to me in Spanish. then, he said in English ”go back to your country pig”.
where do you thing we are I ,chuckled?

I had brought thiss man over the border because when we were illegally trafficking some things his cartel hit us and stole our stuff I being the godfather had to find out where he hid it.

realization hit him and terror crossed his face before he had a chance to speak I said,”yeah were in America and I want to know where you all hid or stuff before you ran back to your country.
fuck you he said
oh do you think im pretty sorry tiger im not gay and I hit his balls with the lead pipe
fuck he said I laqughed and he spit blood at me I then nodded at my bodyguards and they pulled out a box
I looked at him and said if he could hear me
yes you puto! I said, “good cause in a coupe of second im gonna open that box and put a Japanese killer hornet if you don’t know what that is then my friend… I winked at him, were gonna have fun”.
you see readers a Japanese killer hornet upon sting and yes this is a actual insect in real life will release pheromones that cause other killer hornets to sting the buca escort animal and can actually kill a bear…. back to the story!

I pulled out tweezers and got one out and put it in his ear it stung him one by one I did it till he told me where the stuff was I thanked and shot him.

I got in my car and my bodyguard drove, my men were getting the stuff.while I was thinking I heard
daddy?
yes sweetheart?
can we see man of steel in the theater?
well I don’t know why not?
hey r.i.p I said, that was my personel bodyguard we were friends
yeah boss?
take me and my daughter to regal cinemas get tickets popcorn and a icee for the movie
sure boss
my daughter was 6 and I loved her and would protect her I didn’t want her to see the violence in the job but it got us a nice house I loved the job frankly cause gang members killed her mom but I killed them later with my friends who began the mafia with me the gangers were just a lowlife people nothing to major.
I vowed to protect my little girl until she was bigg enough to protect herself.

later when we were done at the movies I got a call.
we got the machine boss.
good wait till im their and ill show you why we had to blow up a facility

when I got their they we outside and they waited I walked in with my musky dapper suit and I said
men today we will have made history what we have stolen the world does not know about a new kind of warfare with çağlayan escort no defense or the diplomats most valuable or a politicians greates challenger
I give you this…
I put in the c4 while was talking I backed up and it blew
the machine rolled out and it looked like an iron throne with cords syringes mechanical arms bonesaws scapels and liquid containers the men groaned and rolled their eyes some looked intrigued not many though I laughed and said don’t look like that cause this think modifies youre body to do one dream that could never be achieved MIMD CONTROL!!! they all looked up intrigued and excited now I said wacth me I got in the chair and said don’t interfere with this the machine put me to sleep when I awoke I was naked and had stiches I put on my clothes and muttered how long I was out r.i.p whispered 45 min boss I said ok good I rose my voice higher and said now watch I whistled and my men brought out a woman cop she had filthy blonde hair and b cup breasts with blue eyes tan legs not an overly large ass but good enough ithen said let her go they put her down and I said mam you’ve been bad haven’t you she spat at me and my head started hurting I focused only at her and felt into her mind and went into her mental stability I heard he thoughts say damn no cops know im here im in serious trouble I forced her mind to behave to me then I said out loud piss yourself she got beet red but I saw her jeens get wet wetter çankaya escort then It went down her jeans she looked down in embarrassment men were impressed… and aroused I went over and sniffed her crotch and stuck my face in I then mauled her tits and told her to lie down she did just that I then got a knife and cut her pants off I pulled her panties off and I unzipped my shortsi then pulled out my 8 and a half dick and layed her over I put my dick in her ass slowly but surely lee she moaned and pulled he ass cheeks apart

o god that’s it fill my ass like a slave I wanna fuck your brains out!!! she cried
she started writhing on the bed and It turned me on I got faster and faster I grabbed her tits and kissed herr putting my was far in her throat I could and she screamed drooled in mine with slobber hanging out oh OH OHHH OHHHH im gonna s-s-s-s before she could finish I came hard in her ass cum pouring out of he ass practically leaking out of her she said IM GONNA SQUIRT and with that liquid mixed with my cum came out splattering me she moaned and whined bucking her hipss every which way and fell unconscious I looked around and said well gentleman ready to have fun I slapped the machine then I zipped up my pants and got ready to have fun myself handcuffing the cop and getting ready to make a profit out of her man am I lucky to be bad.

the end note: their will be no incest with austins daughter ever in this so do not ask or expect after this it only bets better and better so I hope you liked it stories will be frequent if this one is liked enough ALSO this is a beta story so I didn’t make it huge I wanted to see if it was good enough to keep going hope you liked it BYE

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Victoria dropped to her knee’s in front of the first man and took him in her mouth as soon as he was in her mouth he pushed his cock down her throat making her gag. After about a minute Victoria was pulled hard by her hair and dragged to the next man this went on until she had sucked all of them for a minute or so. Again she was grabbed by a handful of hair and walked over towards the bed. Suddenly Victoria yelled out as she was literally swung onto the bed by her hair.
“Get on your hands and knee’s” She heard a voice say getting on her hands and knee’s one man got up behind her and one in front of her and at almost the same time rammed their cocks into her mouth and cunt. Victoria groaned and felt a hand on each of her tits and them being squeezed hard.
“I think she needs punishing she is not sucking me hard enough” The man in her mouth said a few seconds later Victoria screamed out as she was hit hard across the back with one of the man’s leather belts. The man pushed deeper into her throat Victoria opened her mouth wider to take him. The man fucking her from behind grabbed her ass cheeks and dug his fingers in Victoria pushed back into the man and let out a groan. She felt the man fucking her push in deeper and release his load as a parting gift he bit her hard on one of her ass cheeks. Moments later another cock was being rammed into her cunt.

James knocked on Victoria’s door when he got no reply he opened the door and popped his head in.
“Sorry iam late had a last minute meeting” He said as he walked into the office and shut the door behind him. He was more then a hour late and knew Victoria would be pissed at him. He called her again thinking she was probably in the shower but when she still didnt answer he sat at her desk and looked in her appointment book and seen Victoria had a appointment at 7pm what sparked his interest was the room it was in room was not used that often. Pushing the seat back James walked to the monitors and turned them on every room had a camera so Victoria could check up on the girls. James pushed the next monitor on and stepped back his eyes opened wide at what he was seeing. Victoria was bent over and a man was fucking her ass another was ramming his cock down her throat as soon as the man finished blew his load in her ass another stood up behind her and rammed his cock into her ass again. James could see welt marks all over Victoria’s back her ass as well. James turned up the volume. Once the two men finished one of the men grabbed Victoria by the arm and dragged her to the side of the bed and put a collar on her that had two leather straps on either side.

“Now this will be more interesting you have some sweet toys here and slut we will use every one on you now turn the fuck around.” he said and spat in her face just as she was about to turn around. Grabbed the leather straps he yanked them hard pulling Victoria’s head back at arnavutköy escort the same time entered her ass.
Victoria let out a yell and gasped for air.
“Tell me slut you want this you love this and you want more” He said and pulled the straps again. In a strained voice Victoria asked for more. A man grabbed her face and rammed his cock down her throat.
“Put her on the bed lets Dp her this slut is coming all over the place.” He said with a laugh as Victoria was pulled onto the bed she straddled the man laying down and lowered herself down on his cock another holding the straps reefed her head back and entered her ass a third stood and rammed his cock down her throat.

James wanted to walk away but the scene in front him kept him there he had never seen Victoria like this he knew she like it rough and some pain but never had he seen this before. He watched as she was beat with the belt she was pissed on made to crawl around the floor and lick their feet .Spat on and what amazed James she begged for more and it was not just because they wanted her to say it she was smiling she really wanted more. A little while later James watched as Victoria was bent over a table and her legs strapped apart and her hands tied and stretched out in front of her. A few moments later dogs were lead in and one was lead to Victoria he sniffed her cunt then licked it a few times before being encouraged by his owner to mount Victoria which he did. As this was happening one of the men laid down in front of Victoria and told her to suck his cock. James watched as the dogs took their turns then were lead back out of the room Victoria was left there for a few minutes. Then the men started their assault on her body again this time the men took turns fisting her cunt and a huge vibrator was being rammed into her ass.
“Scream for more slut” One man yelled out Victoria did scream for more and she did want more as she came over and over. James put his hand to his mouth as they started fisting her ass and the vibrator was now being rammed into her cunt .Once they had finished they untied her and dragged her back over to the bed..

“Now slut lets see how you go with two cocks in your cunt.” he said and pulled Victoria down on his cock and pulled her forward as another go behind her and pushed his cock into her cunt as well Victoria screamed out.
The man on bottom laughed and squeezed her tits hard.
“Your ass is next.” He said.
For the next hour James watched as they fucked Victoria every way they could. When it was over Victoria put her robe back on and stood in front of the men.
“So did you get your moneys worth?” She asked.
“Hell yeah and then some we want to do this again if you agree to it.” He said as he started to dress.
Victoria smiled and nodded her head.
“Oh yeah i want to do this again you want to bring a few more men please.” She said atakent escort and left the room and walked slowly back up to her office.

As soon as she entered the office she seen James and that the monitor for the room she had just been in was still on.
“I need a shower badly.” She said and started to walk passed James as she got in line with him he grabbed her arm and spun her around.
“What the fuck was that all about Vicky for fuck sake you let dogs fuck you?” He said.
“It was a job James you know what i run here and the dogs its what they wanted and paid for it was not to bad dont know the attraction to dogs fucking a woman i preferred the cock in my mouth alot more.” She said and pulled her arm away and went and had a long very hot shower.
James was pacing when she came back out he stopped once she entered and just stared at her.
“Dont look at me like that i dont answer to you James i answer to no-one and for the damn record i loved very minute of what happened in that room and i will be doing it again and hopefully with a few extra men.” She said and sat down on the lounge she was so damn sore and swollen she had to sit on a cushion.
“Tell me why Vicky i know you like it rough but fuck Vicky look at yourself.” James said and sat down on the lounge heavily.

“Ok James i will tell you. I come from a family who were drunks and took drugs my parents were young when my brother was born and two years later i came along. No affection was given only the bare essentials they need money for drink and drugs .Lets jump a few years it was my 13th birthday i came home from school to hear the usual laughing and the sound of alot of voices. I went into the house and straight to my room the usual routine but this day i messed up and walked out into the kitchen to get something to eat. As i head back towards my room my dad grabbed me and hugged me and wished me a happy birthday i was just happy he remembered. Then i heard someone say “fuck she is ready to have her cherry popped maybe it already has been” The voice said my dad looked down at me and asked was i still a virgin i was so embarrassed and blushing so bad and told him i was.
Again someone called out ” I would check with the amount of men coming through your house someone has nail her for sure” The voice said then alot of voices started egging my dad on to check then i heard my mother’s voice and seen her stagger towards me hoping she was there to save me.
She stood in front of me and smirked then looked at my dad.
“We didnt get her a birthday present so iam thinking you could kill two birds with one stone check to see if she is virgin and that can be your birthday present to her and then i will give her mine.” She said with a laugh and suddenly she bend down and pulled my panties from under my school shirt. My dad dragged me screaming out into the lounge room and in front bostancı escort of eveyone he raped me then looked up at everyone and laughed.
“She was a virgin” He said and got back to his feet then my mother came over to me and made me roll over onto my back and told two men to hold my legs open i was screaming for them to stop as my mother went to work on my cunt when she was done she wished me a happy birthday.” Victoria said.

“A few minutes later i heard men offering dad money to fuck me right there and then and my parents got so excited and took up their offer so on my birthday i was raped repeat over and over and my parents made money. The next day still sore and so scared i went to school as usual as soon as i returned home my father was waiting for me this time he fucked my ass god how i screamed but it did not stop him. Then that night a number of men came over and i was shown by my mother how to suck a man’s cock other school kids were doing school homework my was practicing sucking cocks and getting hit if i did it wrong. So that became my life everyday i was fucked and beaten by my father and mother and other people paid money to fuck me, Then dad had this idea that i could make them more money so i was taken to truck stops and drivers paid money to fuck me in the back of their rigs. If i didnt perform to my father’s satisfaction i was beaten so bad all the sex was rough James and i was hit continuous from men who were told they could do anything to me.

Then i was hired out for parties and at these parties i learnt what Dp was and how to eat out a woman properly. After about three weeks i just gave in and it occurred to me then that while these men and my parents were fucking me i had all their attention what i craved all my life so i just went with it. The next day after i decided to just enjoy the attention i walked into the house and smiled at my father. And told him to lay down i wanted to be on top and right there in front of the door i rode my father’s cock. The look he gave me was so worth it and the decision i made was the right one once i was done with him i walked over to my mother and knelt between her legs and licked and sucked her cunt until she came twice. A few years later once i left their house i became a highly paid sex worker and saved every dime i could until i could open this place my dream i called it Inflictions because i was inflicted with so much pain for so long just seemed fitting. I still go home twice a year and yes as soon as i walk in my father is pulling out his cock and we fuck he does what ever he likes to me. James this is who iam and its the only life i know and iam damn good at it. If you cant accept my life style there is the door use it and dont ever come back.” Victoria said staring at James.

James said nothing for a long time then looked at Victoria and smiled.
“Can i be in on the next one?” He asked.
Victoria smiled and got to her feet and let her robe fall open and lent down to James.
“I would love you to be there now iam horny again fuck me James.” Victoria said with a grin and let the robe drop to the floor.

To be continued maybe

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32