body splintered and she screamed. This was such pleasure, I may well pass out. Still he touched and teased her. Her body arched, her mind went blank, waves of heat washed over her. Her skin stung, and her mind sang. I am his!
She rode his hand, as his cock remained ensconced in her neat and tight.
As her mind cleared and her body stopped its uncontrollable throbbing, she smelled him. His earth essence, all macho, dominant male.
“All mine,” Judith said with satisfaction, her eyes half-closed. “You are mine.” Doubt hit her, and she opened her eyes wide. “You are mine? I do not need to share you? Even though you said I am Kitty’s if we choose?”
He withdrew his cock, and Judith was bereft and empty. He rolled to one side and tucked her under his arm.
“I am yours, my love, only yours if you chose to be mine.” He hesitated, and his lips kissed her eyelids. The sensation was as if a butterfly’s wing had brushed over them. Judith shivered and rested her head on his chest. The hairs tickled. She wrinkled her nose, and sneezed.
Stephen stiffened beneath her.
“What?”
“Your hair tickles,” she said. “Nothing else. Except… Well, may I have explanations now?”
His sigh racked through him. He sounded so desolate, her stomach churned in alarm. Nausea rose into her mouth and she swallowed. Were they so dark and unpleasant?
“You can have everything,” he said. Sincerity rang through his voice. “From the beginning, until now.”
She snuggled in to him and put one leg over his. Underneath, snug against her skin, his cock stirred, and she touched it with reverence.
“Minx, desist, or I will once more be roused and have a need to fill you. Be warned, I will next christen your virgin arse.”
Judith held him harder. “You promise, my lord?”
He chuckled, and his eyes darkened with desire. “On my oath. Now behave. I do not think your arse could take my touch this night, by hand or whip.”
She had to bow to him on that point. Her arse was still on fire, and arousing as the thought of him deep inside her nether hole might be, Judith agreed with him. She said nothing.
“Let me begin. Do you require sustenance? Some wine perhaps.”
“What I desire, Sirius.” She used the name deliberately. “Is for you to cease procrastinating and tell me why. Why you need to dominate, why you say Kitty and I can be lovers. And.” Another thought struck her. “Who her other masters are. How do you mean?” Her shock must have shown in her eyes because Stephen shook his head. “Ah, not as I believe you think, love. She is her own lady. Any lover she chooses will be vetted, but ‘twill be her choice. She is a special lady. However, her story is for her to tell. She is as near a sister to me as she can be without sharing blood. I trust her with all of my life. She has held me when I have been in the depths of despair over my unrequited love for you, and knows about me. Part of my needs are to see you two together. This is how I am. To watch and see you partake of each other. To see your nipples swell at her touch, your mouth close around her honey pot, and you both cry out in fruition.”
Her clit tingled at his words. How erotic they sounded.
“And?” Was that shaky passion-filled voice hers?
“And then I need to make you, make you mine, feel you submit to me. To see your skin color under my ministrations, know your sensations go from pain to pleasure.” His voice lowered and he feathered tiny, nibbling kisses across her body. “To fill you and feel you explode around me. Over and over. I have felt these needs forever. Known the first time I fucked something was missing. Then I saw a demonstration at a very select club. As the whip touched, and her body responded, I knew that was me. I have to be in charge. To bring to you all those tiny stings, greater pains, and ultimate pleasures.”
“Why?” She struggled to understand. “I am not saying I will not be with you in all of this, Sirius, for
She rode his hand, as his cock remained ensconced in her neat and tight.
As her mind cleared and her body stopped its uncontrollable throbbing, she smelled him. His earth essence, all macho, dominant male.
“All mine,” Judith said with satisfaction, her eyes half-closed. “You are mine.” Doubt hit her, and she opened her eyes wide. “You are mine? I do not need to share you? Even though you said I am Kitty’s if we choose?”
He withdrew his cock, and Judith was bereft and empty. He rolled to one side and tucked her under his arm.
“I am yours, my love, only yours if you chose to be mine.” He hesitated, and his lips kissed her eyelids. The sensation was as if a butterfly’s wing had brushed over them. Judith shivered and rested her head on his chest. The hairs tickled. She wrinkled her nose, and sneezed.
Stephen stiffened beneath her.
“What?”
“Your hair tickles,” she said. “Nothing else. Except… Well, may I have explanations now?”
His sigh racked through him. He sounded so desolate, her stomach churned in alarm. Nausea rose into her mouth and she swallowed. Were they so dark and unpleasant?
“You can have everything,” he said. Sincerity rang through his voice. “From the beginning, until now.”
She snuggled in to him and put one leg over his. Underneath, snug against her skin, his cock stirred, and she touched it with reverence.
“Minx, desist, or I will once more be roused and have a need to fill you. Be warned, I will next christen your virgin arse.”
Judith held him harder. “You promise, my lord?”
He chuckled, and his eyes darkened with desire. “On my oath. Now behave. I do not think your arse could take my touch this night, by hand or whip.”
She had to bow to him on that point. Her arse was still on fire, and arousing as the thought of him deep inside her nether hole might be, Judith agreed with him. She said nothing.
“Let me begin. Do you require sustenance? Some wine perhaps.”
“What I desire, Sirius.” She used the name deliberately. “Is for you to cease procrastinating and tell me why. Why you need to dominate, why you say Kitty and I can be lovers. And.” Another thought struck her. “Who her other masters are. How do you mean?” Her shock must have shown in her eyes because Stephen shook his head. “Ah, not as I believe you think, love. She is her own lady. Any lover she chooses will be vetted, but ‘twill be her choice. She is a special lady. However, her story is for her to tell. She is as near a sister to me as she can be without sharing blood. I trust her with all of my life. She has held me when I have been in the depths of despair over my unrequited love for you, and knows about me. Part of my needs are to see you two together. This is how I am. To watch and see you partake of each other. To see your nipples swell at her touch, your mouth close around her honey pot, and you both cry out in fruition.”
Her clit tingled at his words. How erotic they sounded.
“And?” Was that shaky passion-filled voice hers?
“And then I need to make you, make you mine, feel you submit to me. To see your skin color under my ministrations, know your sensations go from pain to pleasure.” His voice lowered and he feathered tiny, nibbling kisses across her body. “To fill you and feel you explode around me. Over and over. I have felt these needs forever. Known the first time I fucked something was missing. Then I saw a demonstration at a very select club. As the whip touched, and her body responded, I knew that was me. I have to be in charge. To bring to you all those tiny stings, greater pains, and ultimate pleasures.”
“Why?” She struggled to understand. “I am not saying I will not be with you in all of this, Sirius, for
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