The Girl Next Door

September 15, 2009 at 3:47 am (Uncategorized) (, , , )

tShe had spent all summer trying to land Mr. Larson next door. He had just gone back inside after watering his lawn. It was time to act. Before the curtains want back to hanging neatly on the rod, Jane was knocking on his door.

Micheal had opened the front door and found Jane standing there in a girl scout uniform that was way too small. Her young supple flesh and girly curves hung out everywhere. She was only 17 but her body was all woman. Her breasts were large and her ass was firm, and it took all he had to resist her.

He always had to hide the erection he got when she was around. He wanted to shove her over the arm of the couch and spank her firm ass and take her hard. But the image of his wife always popped into his head, ruining the party. I cant do that to her. He looked at Jane again and her tight uniform and felt his cock jerk in his pants. His will broke.

She pushed past him brushing her hip against his erection. She smiled. She plopped herself down on the couch, her skirt flipped up just enough to let him know she wasnt wearing any panties.

Jane could feel Michaels hungry eyes on her, and she knew he would finally give in. She smiled at him devilishly and slowly spread her legs. Her slick wet cunt was now in full view, an offering to him. Ready and waiting all he had to do was take. She began slowly unbuttoning her shirt revealing her ample breasts, and her hard pink nipples.

He crumbled, he could resist no more. Michael went quickly to her and began sucking on her nipples making her whimper and squirm in delight. Occasionally he would nip on her nipples trying to be careful even though all he wanted to do was consume her. His primal instincts to conquer and mate had taken over, she was his. He plunged his fingers into her tight wet hole hard,and began pumping them in and out. She let out a cry and began to match his rhythm.

Mr. Larson’s fingers felt so good deep inside her cunt. When he flicked his tongue across her swollen clit she almost lost it. He began to suck on her swollen nub while thrusting his fingers in hard, causing her to unravel. He continued sucking and lapping her folds while his fingers increased in speed. She she had finally won and Mr Larson was all hers, her hard work and refusal to give up had paid off and he was every bit as delicious as she had imagined him being. She reached forward taking hold of his belt undoing them as quickly as her fingers would allow.

Once his swollen cock was released from his pants Jane pounced on it like a hungry cougar. Her lips kissing and sucking, her tongue licking…damn if felt so fucking good. He grabbed her by her hair to insure she didn’t stop and moved her head back and forth controlling her rhythm. ” You like sucking my cock. you dirty little whore?”

She looked up at him with those big innocent brown eyes, cock in mouth, she looked so young. He held her head  tighter and thrust his cock into her mouth completely. She made little gagging sounds adding to his excitement. He was getting really close and there was no way he was finishing without fucking her tight cunt first.

Jane couldnt believe she had taken his whole cock in her mouth. After what seemed like eternity of her choking and gagging he finally loosened his hold on her hair. She sat back and anxiously awaited his next move.

Michael did exactly what he had always imagined doing. He picked her up bent her over the arm of the couch and slammed his cock hard into her tight little cunt from behind. He grabbed her hair and pulled hard. Thrusting harder and faster. “I have imagined fucking your cunt for a long time you naughty little whore, and I know you wanted it. Didn’t you?”

“Yes, I did.” her voice was so soft he could barely hear her.

“Louder you little slut, Tell me how bad you wanted me to fuck your little cunt.”

“I have wanted you to fuck my cunt so bad, Mr Larson…So, bad…” her voice trailed off and nothing but loud moans escaped her lips and he fucked her harder and faster until he filled her with cum.

Susan’s day had been long and hard and she couldnt wait to get home and unwind. After pulling into the drive and taking one last business call she decided to turn off her phone and go in to relax. A hot shower was first priority. On the way up to the front door she heard load cries coming from inside her house. She smiled and speed up. Opening the door she found her husband with the neighbor girl bent over the couch “Michael” she shouted.

Will Susan be pissed or join in the fun? Find out in part 2.

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Submission Poems by Bigray Main

September 15, 2009 at 3:13 am (Uncategorized)

Bigray Main is a friend of mine on fb who writes amazing poetry. I had to share them with you and he agreed. Thank you Bigray!!!!

Poem 1

Long I wandered
Through the wild, estranged worlds
Of strength
Alone I fought
To conquer and to tame my life
At length
Proud I stood
Upon the brink of knowing, yet never sure
Of self
In pain I rested
Ownerless and owning nought
Save for myself

Now I kneel before
You my wife, my lady, my liege,
My queen
Together at last
Consort to your power, submitted to your right
Owning me
Meek I bow
In love ever lasting, my heart with peace
Gives song
For now I know
And feel the truth throughout my being
I belong

Poem 2
At the funeral on the remembrance lawn
Looking at her all in black gave me the horn
This may well be regarded as shocking
But I pictured her wearing only stockings
I offered her my condolences and good wishes
And later after flirting we exchanged kisses
I removed her from her smart black suit
Peeling her like a piece of ripe fruit
Once divested of her widows weeds
My attentions turned to sowing my seeds
Naked but for stockings and suspender belt
I fondled her breasts as before her I knelt
Her nipples stood proud and swollen
No hint of innocence to be stolen
I kissed her from mouth to stocking top
And below her belly I took a pause to stop
Gently I kissed her pale pink haven
Silkily soft to touch and freshly shaven
She opened like a flower before me
And I tasted her sweet nectar eagerly
I explored amidst the petals tenderly
Before I worked at her more rythmically
She moaned in explosive climax loudly
My throbbing organ stood out proudly
She lay before me a tattoo on her hip
And with piercing’s in ears, nose and lip
I lay to pierce her flesh with myself too
And on her beat out a passionate tattoo
Then after great mutual consummation
Further pleasures were the expectation
Her eager mouth was so well employed
Rendering oral pleasure well enjoyed
Then came the gift for naughty girls
When she wore my necklace of pearls
With no chance she would lay serenely
She begged for more quite wantonly
Mutual oral satisfaction was one way
And toys and lotions came in to play
Then not tiring of our copulations
She offered herself again for penetration
More times after that I entered her
Until I was only shooting dust and air
Finally she let me sleep but just till dawn
When I awoke to her mouth about my horn
Her husband long forgot he didnt treat her well
but me she made smile, and I her as well.

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The Taking of Autumn

August 5, 2009 at 1:42 am (Uncategorized)

This story was co-written with my naughty friend Jason. We wrote the story back and fourth…it was quite fun. Enjoy!
Jason stands before you… kneeling before him you feel helpless. You try to tell yourself you’d never do this. ” Im married.. this was just for fun.” are your last thoughts before you give in to the primal urges…Jason’s cock juts out at you, beckoning, a clear drop of pre-cum glistens on the tip and you lick your lips and think about the taste…
I lean in to lick the pre-cum from the head of your cock…You grab my hair pulling my head back and make me look you in the face. “Not yet, you dirty little slut, you have not proved to me you deserve it.” “Please Jason, I want to taste you so bad, I will do anything. Just tell me what I need to do to prove I deserve it?”…
“Anything?” I sneer. “Today we test your gag reflex,  by the time I’m done it’ll be gone.” I tell you to open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue. When you do, before your ready, I thrust my cock in. Your surprised at how I treat your poor little throat by shoving it in as deep as I can. You gag, holding you by the back of your head I you push down harder, ignoring the choking start to get scared. I’m not letting you breathe! Your frantically trying to get enough air in through your nostrils but I pinch them shut.: “Oh god’s , is this how I’m going to die with a fat cock down my throat?”

When I think I’m about to pass out you stop. You force me over a counter and tie my hands behind my back with a silk scarf and shove my panties in my mouth to keep me from screaming. You slowly move your fingers in and out of my cunt until I’m about to cum, then…

I force my cock in your pussy. Your already slick with your juices but it’s still bigger than your used to and it hurts. With no mercy I pile-drive your cunt till you feel your self starting to cum again. Your ass cheeks ripple as I pound you and your titties bounce with each thrust…
I cry out as the orgasm washes over me “Oh yes, I love it when you fuck me hard” When the orgasm passes you force me over and on my back. You get on the bed and straddle me and force your cock down my throat again. My hands are still tied behind my back so I cannot touch you. You began to fuck my mouth hard, thrusting in and out. Your breathing becomes shallow and your about to cum…You pull out and your warm seed covers my face as you groan. I lick it all off, YUM!
Even after cumming my cock is still hard. I tell you to suck on my balls while I jack off and get it rock hard again.. I slap your face with my cock and stick it in your cheek making it bulge out obscenely… I pop in and and out of your mouth making little smacking sounds…
The next day…
I come home late… you were waiting up and your not happy. “Where have you been?” you demand. “I’m sorry, I was out with my friends and not paying attention to the time. You grab me by the hair and bend me over the kitchen sink…You pull up my skirt and rip off my panties…”Were you out whoring around, you dirty little slut?” You slap me and tell me to stay quiet. I feel the warm liquid as you piss on my ass…
You feel it stop.. ” You’re not getting off that easy” I rage. I shove my cock in your pussy and let go with the rest of my stream. It floods your pussy washing out all the cum from the guys you fucked earlier in the night. ” Lick it up bitch”  I push your  face down in it and make sure you lick up every drop of old cum…by this time my cocks gotten hard…
You shove me back over the sink and reach for a banana and you shove it hard into my dripping wet cunt…once its nice and wet you wiggle it into my tight ass hole.
I pull out the fruit and replace it with my tongue. I spread your ass cheeks and stick my tongue deep in your butt. You feel your sphincter getting stretched as I shove it in deeper. I start drooling as I’m doing it. You scream as I pull my tongue out and slap my cock on your puckered hole. You reach back and hold your ass cheeks open in invitation for me to shove my cock in ….
Just as I think your about to penetrate my ass, you walk away. I’m confused, then I hear the freezer door open and shut. You come back. I feel the cold against the heat as you force an ice cube up my ass, then another, then another, until there are 5 cubes in my ass. Then you shove your hard cock in my pussy. I want to cum from being so full but you wont let me…
You spasm as I fuck your cunt causing you to shit the cubes out one by one. I pick one up and make you suck on it. I force you to your knees and shove your face in the floor…
You spank me and tell me what a dirty little whore I am and place your foot on the back of my head shoving it further into the floor. “You deserve to be punished and I’m not done with you yet”. You shove your cock hard into my ass and began pounding away…
My 2 pound cock slams into your one pound bag. Your asshole is so stretched.. you start to cry but that just makes me fuck your ass harder. I pull it out and stick it in your mouth..I make you tell me how good your asshole tastes…
“Oh, yes it tastes sooo fucking good”…You fuck my mouth until you cum and I suck and lick it all off and swallow every last drop…spent you go sit on the couch and I trail behind. I get down on my knees and began to worship your body, Starting with your feet I rub and lick and kiss and suck on every inch of them. Than I move up your Strong legs giving them the same attention as your feet when I get to the top of your thighs I lift your legs over my shoulders and leave them to rest there. I massage your firm butt and spread your cheeks wide and than begin to lick and suck on your ass hole, taking my time…To be continued!!!

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Teachers Pet (continued)

July 21, 2009 at 3:17 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

Vicky had run into Mr. Simpleton in the hall after lunch. “I want to see you after school today, Don’t be late” He smiled and walked away.

For the rest of the school day Vicky was distracted thinking about her time spent with her teacher and what he would do to her next. Her panties were getting very wet.

When school was over she hurried to his class room and was surprised to see another girl there. She hesitated wondering if maybe she had heard him wrong.

He looked up and saw Vicky standing there, her face covered with surprise and confusion. His cock jerked in his pants. He signaled for her to come in. He watched her slowly cross the room, her eyes never leaving the other girl. It was like watching lions dance before a battle, sizing each other up. A smile spread across his face…this is going to be fun.

“This is Shelley, she’s in the same situation your in. I thought maybe the two of you could learn from each other.”

We shook hands and I noticed how beautiful she was. Long blond hair, piercing blue eyes, and a plump mouth. Her breasts were small and her body was built like dancer. I had never been attracted to girls but I found myself wanting to kiss her, to touch her.

We turned to Mr. Simpleton, who sat in his chair lounging like a king, I reached out and took Shelley’s hand out of nervousness. She squeezed mine back.

“I want you to kiss her.” he said to me and I abliged. Her lips were warm and soft and tasted like vanilla. She was a very good kisser, which left me wanting more. We kissed for along time…unable to stop until he pulled us apart.

“Did you like kissing her?” He asked Shelley. She nodded her head. “Take off your panties and sit on the desk.” he demanded.

Shelley removed her panties and sat at the edge of the desk right in front of Mr. Simpleton. His gaze made her flush, it was so intense.

He looked at me and told me to remove her shirt. I was so excited by this my fingers fumbled with the buttons and I almost riped it off, frustrated with the amount of time it was taking. Once the shirt was off I removed her bra. The sight of her small firm breasts and her hard pink nipples made moisture pool between my legs. Instinctively I leaned forward and began to suck on one nipple while pinching the other. I felt a slap across my ass. I continued until I heard his voice.

“Did I tell you to do that?” I tilted my eyes down. “No, I couldn’t help myself, I’m sorry”

“Did you like sucking on her tit, little slut?” he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

“Yes” I kept my eyes on the ground, waiting for the pain on my ass to come again. When it didn’t I risked looking up. Mr. Simpleton was smiling at me.

“Check and see if she liked it to, stick your finger in her cunt and see if she’s wet.”

I graciously did as I was told. I watched her wide eyes go soft as I found her folds and slid my finger in between them. She was wet, her sticky juices covered my finger. I moved my finger in and out as she moaned.

“Lick your finger” he demanded. I removed my finger from her slit and stuck it in my mouth. The taste of her made me ache, I wanted more, had to have more. I reached up and kissed her hard, then looked back at Mr. Simpleton with a smile on my face.

“I want more, I want to taste her.” I begged. He nodded.

I knelt down on my knees and looked at her beautiful folds. I was thirsty and wanted to drink from her bad. I moved in and began to flick my tongue on her clit. She began to moan and move her hips back and fourth. I sucked her hard nub causing her to buck wildly on the desk. Mr. Simpleton moved behind her and began to kiss her as he fondled her breasts. I thrust my tongue inside of her, moving in and out, going in as deep as I could. She tasted amazing. As I tongue fucked her, I rubbed her clit. She came so fast, covering my face with her juice.

I sat back on my heels and licked it off. She lay back against Mr. Simpleton trying to catch her breath. I kissed her slowly letting her taste her own cum.

Once we were dressed, he kissed us both and told us we were on our way to an A. I want you both back here after school Monday.

“Yes, Mr. Simpleton” We both said at the same time and left holding hands.

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Teachers Pet

July 12, 2009 at 9:05 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

 The bell rang signaling the end of school. Victoria quickly gathered her stuff and tried to get out the door before the teacher asked her to stay. She was failing math and would have to go to summer school so she could graduate. Mr. Simpleton was gorgeous in a Clark Kent way. He distracted her and she never paid attention to her lessons.

“Vicky, please stay behind, I need to speak with you.”

“Yes Mr. Simpleton.”

Oh fuck! She thought as she sat back down at her desk. Once everyone was out of the room he closed the door and sat down in his seat.

“Please come over here, Vicky.” He said while running his hand across his massive desk.

He could feel his cock growing in his pants as he watched her move across the room. She had big doe eyes and an innocent face, her lips were ripe and he wanted her bad. Her hair was pulled back and her heavy breasts jiggled in her button down shirt as she moved closer. He couldn’t wait to taste her.

“I know I’m failing Mr. Simpleton, but I promise I will work really hard to bring up my grades. Just give me another chance.”

“Do you want to go to summer school, Vicky?” He asked.

“No, I’m going to Greece for the summer, I have to pass this class.”

She looked so sad it broke his heart. I know exactly what she can do to get her grades up. A wicked smile crossed his face.

“I have some extra credit you can do to pass this class, if you would be willing, but you must do exactly what your told.” He could see the questions and the doubt running through her eyes.

All Vicky could think of was going to Greece and the look on her parents face if she told them she would have to go to summer school. Her decision was made.

“I will do anything, Mr. Simpleton, anything at all.”

“Sit on my desk in front of me so I can get a better look at you”

Vicky moved between him and his desk and lifted her ass up to sit. Mr. Simpleton had moved his chair back and he was staring hungrily at her. With his hands he slowly parted her legs. He could see her white cotton panties under the hem of her skirt. He slowly unbuttoned her shirt revealing the mountains of her breasts caged in satin. He ran his thumb up over her taught nipples.

“Do you like the way that feels, Vicky? I’m going to make you teachers little pet.”

Vicky could feel a tingling in her belly as Mr. Simpleton spread her legs and staired. She never imagined this would actually happen and she was a little nervous. His big rough fingers circled her nipples sending little shock waves through her body. Her pussy was getting wet.

“Yes, Mr. Simpleton, it feels very nice” she said in shallow gasps.

He pulled her up and off the desk and kissed her with an experts lips. A moment later she was bent over the desk, face first. He began to rub his hands over the cotton panties covering her slit. She let out a whimper.

“Your getting your panties all wet you little slut.” He smacked her ass with a yard stick.

Vicky was not prepared for the stinging across her ass, she winced in pain and began to cry.

“I’m sorry” she told him through sobbing breaths.

“It’s OK my little slut, no harm done. When I’m through with you you will beg me to spank you with my stick.”

He slid her panties down and laid them on the desk. She could hear him unzipping his pants. He ran his hands gently over her sore ass before dipping his finger into her folds. He worked his finger in and out slowly then trailed it over her anus. He stuck his finger in her ass and she bucked forward on the desk.

“Its OK, just relax. I’m going to take very good care of my little pet. You will know how fun it is to be my little slut”

Vicky tried to relax. No one had ever fingered her ass before. After a minute it began to feel good. She could feel his hard cock on her behind moving in rhythm with his finger. Finally when she could take no more pleasure without going over he entered her wet opening sending her over the edge. The orgasm spread from her core to her limbs, she cried out for him.

He could feel her succumb to him as his finger moved in and out of her tight little ass. His cock was starting to hurt, he was so turned on. When he could no longer take it her entered her. He could feel her muscles contracting as she came, almost taking him with her. He had other plans for his release. He fucked her until her pleasure was over, then pulled out and sat back in his seat.

“Come be a good little pet and suck Teachers cock, now”

Like a good teachers pet she did what she was told. She took him into her mouth, every last inch and sucked him the best she could. He bucked his hips forward moving in time with her. She could hear his moans growing louder, his breathing becoming more shallow. She moved her mouth more quickly now. Finally she felt him explode, the thick warm liquid filling her mouth. She swallowed and stood again.

He could see the shame on her face, the fear, the doubt. He smiled at her.

“You did very well, my pet. You will meet me here again tomorrow after school. I will tutor you everyday until I think you have earned your A. Now go, I need to catch my breath.”

He thought of all the things he was going to do to her as he watched her leave the room. I love Teachers Pets!

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A Lession In Obedience by Samantha Carman

July 6, 2009 at 6:24 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , )

Master came home and found me on-line chatting with another man. I quickly got on hands and knees before him begging for forgiveness. “Im sorry Master, I won’t do it again”

He grabbed me by my hair and stood me up making me look him in the eyes. “It’s time I teach you a lession in obedience, you little slut” Strip and stand there like a good girl.” I did as I was told while Master left.

A moment later he returned with his hands full. He pulled my arms behind my back and tied them with a black silk scarf, then he placed a collar around my neck. To the collar he attached a leash, I was now his pet. Naked and leashed he led me out to the car and placed me in the seat. I was scared. I had no idea what he would do next. He had never been this angry before.

I could feel the vinyl seats getting slick from my cunt, I knew what ever was going to happen I would get off. Master always got me off.

Half and hour later we parked just outside the woods. Taking me by the leash, master pulled me out of the car and towards the woods. The moon was full  and the trees empty of leaves so it was not so dark. The Autumn air was cold and made me shiver. We walked deep into the woods before Master stopped me.

My feet were brused from the rocks and limbs I walked over. Master pulled me towards the trunk of a tree where he untied my hands.

“Lift your hands above your head and place them on the tree, dirty little slut” I did as I was told and he tied them back together around the tree trunk. With his feet he spread my legs, my pussy getting wetter with anticipation. THWAK! The riding crop he used stung my ass and I screamed. “You will take your punishment in silence or I will make it worse. Do you understand my little whore?” I nodded my head as the next blow came. The pain blossomed across my ass. I held back my cry, I would not let him break me. A few more times the crop hit my ass. I wanted to cry, I wanted to screm but I wouldnt do it. I held it back. I was so wet I wanted him to fill me, I wanted all of him deep in my cunt.

Master bent down and kissed my welt streaked ass, gently. “You took your punishment very well, Love. Now I will give you what you want.” Master unzipped his pants. I could feel his rock hard cock across my ass, wet with precum. The head teased my opening making my head spin. “Please fuck my cunt, Master. Fuck this dirty little cunts pussy. I have learned my lession and I will never do it again, please”

A moan escaped her lips as her Master thrust hard and deep. Her face and breasts were scrached by the rough tree bark adding to her excitement. “Fuck me harder, Master. Hard” He plunged into her as hard as he could plowing her into the rough tree. Faster. Harder. Faster. Harder. With a cry her muscles seized his cock inside of her, milking him as she rode a wave of pleasure.

When she was done Master untied her and turned her around, placing a hard kiss on her lips. He grabbed her hair and pushed her down on her knees. With his big hands he expertly stoked his cock. She waited, patiently, Inside she was screaming for him to cum. She wanted to feel it, wanted to taste it. Finally her wish was granted as his hot seed covered her face. She came again. Master always gave her what she wanted. Once he was spent he dressed and led her back to the car. Naked, wet, and satisfied…to be continued

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Scarlet-Erotic short story (18+ Audults Only)

June 16, 2009 at 8:16 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , )




Samantha Carman



The last thing Scarlet remembered was drinking a thick honey colored liquid from a silver goblet. She woke with stiff limbs, a killer headache, and chains around her ankles and wrists “What the fuck is going on?” She yelled. Somehow I always manage to get myself into these situations. “Damn Fairies, you can never trust them”. She looked around the prison she was now stuck in. It looked like some kind of cave, dark and cold. There was a torch lit somewhere beyond her cell. “How nice of them, the bastards” she muttered under her breath. She paced around her cell trying to find a way out. Footsteps came from down the hall getting louder and closer. Startled, Scarlet put on her best helpless face and waited for her captors to come. Two hooded men appeared and unlocked the doors that kept her prisoner. “Who are you?” she demanded. There was no response. “Maybe you didn’t hear me, I said who the fuck are you.” Still no answer, they silently led her from the cell and down a long dimly lit corridor. They quickly stopped in front of a huge wooden door covered in ancient markings. The shorter man moved forward and opened the door; the other man shoved her through knocking her to the floor. Being bound by her chains she was unable to stand herself up, she looked around. She now lay sprawling on a cool marble floor flanked by two large pillars. Down a few steps the marble continued and surrounded a small pool, the night sky stretched out above her. The air was warm on her skin and filled with the scent of night blooming flowers. A movement in the distance caught her eye and she turned. Her breath caught in her lungs, she couldn’t believe what she saw. There he was in all his glory, the man who had haunted her dreams for weeks and left her starving for his touch. She hoped he was as amazing in person as he was in her dreams. How many times had she woken in the night blushing and feeling ashamed about the dream she just had. He was dangerous but oh so hot. He stood in front of her, moonlight shimmering off his beautiful skin. His hair was long and black, and his eyes were midnight blue. His well muscled chest was bare and his broad shoulders and strong arms glistened in the light. He wore black pants that hugged his body well, showing her everything she was aching to see.  He noticed her staring and smiled. “Do you like what you see?” he asked. She was not about to answer his question she had too many of her own. “Who are you and why am I here chained up like a prisoner? I’ve committed no crime.”  He came to her and helped her to her feet. His touch sent a jolt of electricity through her, moisture pooled between her thighs. She almost begged him to touch her again but thought better of it; she still hadn’t gotten any answers. He finally spoke “My name is Damien; I’ve been waiting for you. The chains are for my pleasure.” A wicked smile ran across his face. Instead of being afraid like any normal woman would be Scarlet felt like she would explode with need. She wanted to beg him to take her now, oh how she wanted to touch his amazing body. Her hands began to tremble; it was so hard to be so close to him and unable to touch him. “You haven’t explained why I’m here” she spoke through shallow breaths. He looked her over approvingly. “I stop at nothing to get what I want and you dear, I want.” Scarlet was taken back unsure what to think. Before she could say anything he ordered the other men to take her away. The men took her by her chained arms and headed towards the door. “I shall see you again soon, love” Damien said before she was completely out of the room.

She was led down the same corridor as before but she was not taken to the cell. Scarlet was led to another room, where she was left by the guards with two beautiful women and ushered towards a large tub. The bath had already been made. The two women undressed her and helped her into the tub. Her chains were never removed. While the women were bathing her she asked them many questions but got no answers. “Is there anyone around here that can speak to me?” she asked aloud knowing she would get no response. Scarlet was finally removed from the tub. The women took their time brushing her hair and plaiting it into intricate braids. She was rubbed down with some kind of sweet smelling oil and dressed into a gown of red satin. The neck of the gown plunged towards her navel leaving most of her breasts exposed. The material was so light and soft her nipples hardened as it brushed against them. The bottom of the dress skimmed the floor and a slit trailed up her thigh stopping just inches from exposing her most intimate part. Once she was dressed she was taken to a large bedroom and placed on a massive bed. Fear was engulfing her as her wrists were chained to the head board and her ankles to the base board. “What the fuck are you doing?” she protested. “You can’t just leave me here chained to this bed. Let me go now!” she pleaded but to no avail. Once they were sure she wasn’t going to get away the women left the room. “Bitches” she yelled after them. Before Scarlet could figure out what to do next a door opened and Damien entered the room. Scarlet was pissed she was chained to the bed but very excited to see Damien. He stood at the edge of the bed, his eyes scanned every inch of her body. “What are you going to do to me?” she asked. “Whatever I want, love” he replied and moved to the side of the bed. He ran a finger from her wrist down to her navel. Scarlet let out a moan, her body writhed in anticipation of what was to come next.  Damien just looked at her with a blank stare in his eyes and an evil grin on his face. “Kiss me” Scarlet pleaded. No response. She could see the outline of his hard, swollen cock trying to free itself from his pants. She swallowed hard, he was huge. She imagined him thrusting into her hard and her core began to ache. She got so wet just thinking about it. He ran his tongue down her throat and between her breasts pinching her hard nipples with his rough hands. She arched her back and moved her body closer to his. He pushed her down and ripped her dress from her. She lay fully exposed with rags of satin pooling around her naked body. He sat on his knees in front of her and slowly parted her thighs. “Take off your pants” she begged through shallow breaths. “Please”. She knew he had to be dying to remove the restricting cloth that kept his glorious cock locked away. He didn’t remove his pants; instead he ran his hands up her thighs stopping just before reaching her hot, wet, aching slit. She moved her body closer to his hands and moaned. He pulled them away. “Damn you! Don’t make me wait any longer” She pleaded. He gently bit the inside of her thigh, smiled at her and slid his fingers deep into her. Scarlet let out a loud moan and bucked her body forward moving in rhythm with him. He ran his thumb back and forth on her clit as his fingers moved in and out. He kissed and sucked and bit her nipples until Scarlet couldn’t take it anymore. Just before her body was about to explode, he stopped. Damien left the bed and walked across the room, Scarlets curses trailed behind him. Damien slowly unbuttoned his pants and removed them, his amazing body now completely naked. Scarlet took in the sight unable to believe that a man this perfect could be real. He finally came back to the bed. “Please unchain me, I promise I won’t leave. I have to touch you” she begged. He sat there and took pleasure in her begging for awhile then finally retrieved the key and unchained her. She reacted like a wild cat being freed from its cage. She grabbed him by the hair shoved him back on the bed and moved her body on top of his while kissing him with primal hunger. She could feel his hard cock between her thighs. She moved back and forth while she kissed his chest, covering his cock with her wetness. He moaned and began moving in rhythm with her. She reached behind her and cupped his balls gently massaging them. A moment later he grabbed her by the ass and threw her on the bed beside him. He sat on his knees in front of her and lifted her on top of him. He moved her down slowly, savoring the feeling of her stretching to accommodate his size. Scarlet let out a scream as ripples of pleasure spread from her core to the tips of her limbs. Never had a man made her come with just one thrust. He continued in and out increasing in rhythm growls and moans escaping his lips. Scarlet came again and just as the wave of pleasure was receding; Damien filled her with his hot seed. He roared like a warrior on the way to battle. He grabbed her hips and thrust her down hard on his cock until he had filled her with every last drop. They kissed and then fell breathless onto the bed, trying to catch their breath. Once Damien was able to breath again he chained Scarlet back to the bed and went to sleep. Realization struck her like a blow to the head. She had been told before, that if she ever entered the Unseelie mound, never kiss a Dark Fey. If you kiss them you were theirs forever. Not only had she kissed Damien she begged him for it.



            The next morning Scarlet awoke naked, chained, and alone. The silent women came and bathed her this time they didn’t bother to dress her. After she ate the women cleaned up and left. Scarlet was in a rage, knowing she was now a slave to the Dark Fey. She thought about last night and Damien’s naked body against hers. She thought about the feel of him deep inside of her. The more she thought of him the more she craved him “If only I weren’t chained to this bed.” She was so hot and ready she needed a release, she had to come soon or the aching would increase. Footsteps fell outside the door. A moment later it opened and Damien stepped in. Scarlet decided she would do anything to get out of these chains. “So I guess I’m your slave now?” she said flatly. “Yes” he replied as he moved towards the bed. She watched his muscles move beneath his tight clothes. She had to have him now. He sat on the bed next to her and stared at her naked body. “What would you like me to do?” she asked in a seductive tone and smiled at him. “I think this time I will let you choose. What would you like to do to me?” he asked. Scarlet purred and thought of all the things she would like to do. “I would like to suck your dick” she said “But you have to unchain me first.” Reluctantly he did and she slowly undressed him and made him lay back on the bed. She ran her hands up and down his body finally resting it on his erection. He was so hard. She cupped his balls and played with them as she ran the tip of her tongue up and down his shaft. Damien arched his back and dug his heels into the bed. She placed her lips on the swollen head of his penis. Damien grabbed her hair and forced her down on it, choking her. She moved her head up and down sucking slow then fast. Every now and then she would switch to flicking her tongue up and down the underside of his cock. Damien’s breathing became shorter and Scarlet knew he was about to come. She sucked harder and faster and stroked the base with her fist. She used her free hand to rub her wet pussy. She stroked her clit and moved her hips to the rhythm of the sucking. She felt his hot seed fill her mouth and the back of her throat as the orgasm rocked through his body. Her orgasm took her hard and she almost blacked out. She fought to stay conscience. While Damien was recovering Scarlet broke into action. Before he could figure out what was going on, she had his wrists in chains. She stood at the end of the bed and smiled. She put on her clothes and headed towards the door. She turned to get one last look at that god of a man. “Nice fucking you, love.” she blew him a kiss and left. Some days she found herself running back towards the mound but she always managed to make herself stop. She spent the rest of her life longing for his touch. No man could ever come close to her Faerie God.

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