After the Party … (part III)

Continued from After the Party (parts one and two)

He helps her to stand and holds her as she falls against him, unable to keep herself upright.  He slowly walks her to the shelf and helps her take another drink, smiling at her as he thinks about what he plans to do next.

He leads her to the back room, away from the rope, away from the spanking bench and his toys.  Her gaze falls on the wooden breast presses lieing around the room and she wonders what they are for.  He smiles and picks one of them up, opening it and sliding it onto her breast before tightening it a little.  Her eyes widen as she understands, and he removes the press, setting it back onto the table.

He opens the door that leads onto the second floor back balcony and leads her outside. She barely notices that she is outside naked.  She barely notices the street a short distance away.  She leans against him for support, her arms around him in the warm early morning air.  He pushes her to her knees and opens his pants.  She leans forward and takes his cock into her mouth, licking and sucking as his head falls back.

He nearly comes before he can stop her, but he manages to hold on.  He fastens his pants and takes her hand, helping her to stand before leading her inside again.  He leads her through the back room again, but she stops at the small couch.  She kneels on the couch with her ass in the air and begs, “Please, sir? Please may I have your cock?”

He stops short and turns, his eyes light up as he drops his pants again and slides his cock inside her with one motion.  He thrusts into her over and over, raking his nails down her back, adding dark red trails to the crossed patterns of lighter red and pink marks.  She shudders, and he stops moving.  “Not yet, little one,” he whispers, slowly pulling sliding his cock from her.  She mews her dissapointment as he pulls her to her feet again, but follows him to the front room once more.

He leads her to the large round wicker chair and helps her sit down.  She lies back into the cushion almost like she is in a bed.  He lifts her legs and tugs, adjusting her position slightly for better access, then he leans over her, holding the back of the chair as the head of his cock brushes her pussy lips.  She moans softly.

He kisses her mouth and slowly slides his cock inside of her again.  She arches her back as she feels him penetrate her, then falls back into the chair as he begins thrusting again.  He pounds her pussy hard and fast, his hips pistoning until she is nearly thrashing under him in the chair.

“Come for me, little one,” he says.  Her eyes open wide as she orgasms.  He waits, holding perfectly still for a moment, then begins thrusting again.  He fucks her hard and fast, then tells her to come once more.  Her moans get louder as she orgasms again.

“Please, sir,” she whispers, barely able to speak. “Please come in me, sir. Please may I have your come?”

“Not here, little one.  At home.” He whispers back, as he begins thrusting again, once more bringing her to the edge and pushing her over with a word, “Come for me, little one.”

Over and over he pushes her to orgasm, until she can no longer move.

“Once more, little one,” he whispers in her ear, “I know you have one left. Come for me, little one.”

Her back arches again as she climaxes one last time, then she slumps into the chair, unable to move.

He carefully withdraws himself from her and pulls his jeans back up.  Collecting the two water glasses, he cautiously makes his way down the staircase to the lower floor.  He finds their host in the kitchen, and their host graciously adds ice and water to the empty glasses.

He takes the water upstairs and finds her in the chair exactly where he left her.  He helps her to drink, then helps her into her shirt and skirt.  Undergarments are packed into the toy bag along with the rope and toys.  They slowly make their way down the stairs and he helps her to a couch to sit again.  Their kind host offers small snacks, which she gladly partakes of as she rests and slowly regains some use of her legs.

He carries the toys to their car, then helps her out the front door and into the vehicle.  He drives her home carefully.

They arrive at their apartment, and he helps her climb the stairs.  He opens the door and lets her in, then locks them into their private space.  She stumbles down the hall still in a daze and he follows her to the bedroom.  She removes her shirt and skirt and climbs onto the bed, lieing on her back.  He quickly removes his clothing and, finally naked, he kneels between her thighs.  He leans down close, kissing her mouth again as he enters her once more.

He twines his fingers into her hair, pulling her head around so he can kiss her as he pounds into her cunt.  He growls and bites her neck, no longer restraining himself as he fucks her.  He leans close and whispers, “One more, little one. Come with me, now!”

She writhes under him, his weight pinning her to the bed as he explodes inside of her.  Her moans fill his ear as she orgasms again and he growls into her ear as he finally gets his release.

A few minutes pass, and they lie on the bed, spent.  He holds her close and nuzzles her cheek. “I love you, little one. You are such a good girl.”  She smiles and kisses his mouth, and they drift off to sleep.

Dragon Mage