Broken In

“You will call me Master. I control you.” He said opening the window and letting a breeze float in. I tried to answer but could only moan through my ball gag. “I get to do whatever I want to you unless you mutter the safe word. I may even get a bit aggressive with you.” I nodded in his direction indicating I was ok with it. I was getting a bit worked up from having to wait.

The black blindfold shimmered in the moonlight.

My chest rose and fell, the silver light crisscrossing once over my sensitive nipples and stretched muscles. My moist flesh shivered as a light breeze filtered in through the window. Master stood naked next to it.

 A pathetic moan escaped me on the bed; my hands were clenching and relaxing. Master looked away from the moon towards his slave, a lazy smirk graced his lips, and he walked to me. I felt the shift of weight as he slipped onto the bed beside me; I moaned once more, it sounded like a plea to be set free. I felt his lips move across one eyelid through the constricting material of the blindfold, then up over the bridge of my nose, toward the other eyelid. Almost mocking my lack of sight with fluttering kisses.

Master removed the ball that was gagging me, unfastening the leather straps that held it in place, before placing his lips over mine. There was a rush of relief in me as I felt the horrible lump in my throat sinking, and I didn't care anymore, it was too much to handle anymore and I didn't care. Master’s tongue whipped into my warm mouth cruelly, tasting me and exploring my mouth harshly. I moaned once more, but it was different, there was a longing in my tone that seared his mind with desire.

"I knew I would make you beg for me...Jess..." the deep voice drawled into my left ear, tickling me and sending shivers down my spine.

"I hate you..." I whimpered playfully through clenched teeth.

"You're lying..." with a smirk sweeping across his lips he gripped my chin in his hand.

Again his lips were on mine, this time his kiss was ravenous and unmerciful, bruising me with his desires. Wicked fingers tickled their way up and across my chest, causing me to flex my muscles involuntarily. My hard pink nipples were given no mercy, as they were pulled and pinched ruthlessly, while he moved to straddle his slave. I groaned deeply, arching my neck as the expert hands moved across my chest and tortured my flesh.

"Please..."

"Please what?" Master retorted lowering his face, kissing my neck and biting it gently with his teeth, smiling when he felt a tremor pass through my body.

"Please... ah... Please stop..." I pleaded my mind a whirl of sensations and emotions. Playing each emotion as they came up.

He smirked and reached down with his hand, rubbing his finger over my throbbing clit. I gasped and gulped at the air, feeling wetness drip.

"It doesn't seem like you want me to..." Master murmured softly.

He laughed deeply in his throat, enjoying the play of emotions across my blindfolded face. There was something irresistible about me being at his mercy, and he couldn't stop himself from wanting me. He placed his moist lips on my neck once more, suckling gently on my milky skin. I moaned while mentally cursing the blindfold, wishing I could see the man who was assailing my body so expertly. Master voiced the pleasure he was experiencing from my body with a moan of his own, the sound was like a perfect bell in my ears. His lips parted, and he licked the small mark he had sucked into existence on my neck. It would fade within a few days, but its redness was obvious as a deeper shade of purple in the darkness of the room. He placed tender moist kisses all over my neck, unable to fight the intoxication that coursed through him at my smell. I had a distinct taste and a unique smell, and they both drove him mad with passion. Flicking his tongue over my body, He found his way down my neck and across my chest, his tongue bumping into a nipple. Hello.

He circled the area with his tongue, moistening it with his saliva. With a wicked smirk he raised his head slightly and blew cold air onto the moist skin, causing me to arch my back and gasp his name out loud. The nipple hardened a little more as my skin broke out in small goose bumps, a small laugh escaped his almost closed lips, before he clamped them around my nipple and suckled small amounts of white liquid that dripped down his cheek. I moaned as relief came swiftly to my enlarged chest. His tongue lapping each nipple until they were dry.

I soughed with pain as his teeth bit into the pink nipple, pulling slightly, before letting go and massaging it with a moist tongue. It was torture, sweet and exquisite torture, carried out flawlessly by the man above me. I shifted uncomfortably as the wetness between my thighs only worsened, I never thought a man could arouse such feelings within me. I whimpered my Masters name, before my mind was completely consumed by my need. He looked down at my pink lips, his dick twitched slightly at the sight of my pussy. His smirk resurfaced and he shifted around easily, his lips directly above my swollen clit. Master flicked his tongue at the pink clit, holding the lips apart with his fingers, drawing a tortured groan from my lips. He smiled and lowered his hips, feeling my lips clamp around his organ, moaning and closing his eyes as I commenced to suckle inexpertly.

"Slower pet... Mmmmm yes... Like that," he groaned as I continued

He took my wet lips into his mouth in one quick movement, feeling me gasp against his own penis. The blindfold became moist with tears of dissatisfaction, while I sought to quicken the pace by thrusting my hips upwards, I didn't succeed however since Tommy discontinued his vicious exploration. I tested the waters and tried to do the same but received a sharp bite on the inside of my thigh.

"Don't you dare stop..." he glared

I whimpered and drew back, swallowing his dick deeper into my mouth, until it reached the back of my throat. I moaned, trying to accommodate his size, suckling his dick as though it was the elixir of life. He rested his head against my soft milky white thigh, and breathed heavily, his desire mounting. His hair became moist with exertion, and he pulled out of my mouth abruptly.

"You're quite subservient when you want to be, my slave..." he looked impressed as I heard his deep inward chuckle as I responded, 

“Yes…Master.”

I pursed my lips together, which caused him to laugh mockingly as he lowered his own to plant a warm kiss on the puckered form of my lips. I didn't resist, in fact I ventured further into this strange field of desire by poking my tongue at his lips, the latter giving way and gaining me entry. Master’s own tongue battled with mine, our sounds and moans mingling with each other until it seemed that only one being was present. He pressed himself on top of me, his nipples hard against mine below, his dick silkily rubbing against my slit.

"Master...Mas" I breathed

It was the final string in the frail reserve that he battled to keep up, finally it had snapped. He viciously grabbed my thighs and slung my legs over his broad shoulders, admiring the sight before him for a brief second before dipping his fingers into my open mouth. I choked at the invading appendages at first, but lapped at them moments later, sliding my tongue along their length, coating them with my saliva. Master smirked and retracted them from my warm mouth, spreading my ass with his other hand, he tickled the small puckered entrance with the moistened fingers of his other hand.

I cried out in surprise, but my legs were firmly planted against his chest and shoulders, there was no escape. Master forced both fingers into my asshole, the muscles around them contracting at their audacity. A loud whimper escaped me as I tried to wiggle further up the bed, the scarves that bound my wrists to the posts aiding me, to no avail. He wriggled his fingers within me, closing his eyes and listening to the desperation in his prey's tone of voice.

"Please! N-no more! I BEG YOU!"

His eyes flew open and his free hand whistled through the air, as a sharp slap rang out across the room. My head was slightly angled; a stinging red mark slowly came upon my left cheek. I held my bottom lip between my teeth, biting down the sob that threatened to surface, knowing that I wanted him to continue, but too afraid to admit it. He extracted his fingers from my depths, wiped them and brought them once more to my lips.

"Suck," It was a command, one I, his slave, chose to obey, my lips wrapped tenderly around the long fingers. He leaned over to the side picking something up off the plate on the dresser, gently he pressed it to my cheek, and the cool cloth soothed the slap mark. I moaned in gratitude and sucked with renewed vigor, eager to please my Master, whose mercy I was now at. He smiled faintly and took his fingers from my mouth once more, reapplying them to my small puckered ass. This time I said nothing, but groaned deeply with each thrust he made.

Master bit down on his own lip, knowing that his resolve had all but broken, he had almost committed a grievous mistake, yet he held himself in check once more. But this time... This time it had to be all the way, he had to have me now. He slowly pulled his fingers out. Inching closer to me with his dick, he gritted his teeth as he held himself against my ass, I bit down harder on my lip as I felt the tip of his dick penetrate me.

 I cried out in pain and defeat, as he impaled me on his hard dick. I tore at the bindings on my hands but they were thick and tight, they made my wrists ache. Master reached a hand up over my face and ripped the blindfold away from me. Freeing brilliant blue, tear-stained eyes from the darkness. I was sobbing with the sensations that coursed through me, pain, bewilderment, desire, frailty, lust and loyalty. He leaned closer towards me, his chest brushing against me below him, and his lips covering the quivering ones beneath.

Slowly he moved, the moon stroking his pale back while he glided in and out. I arched my back, hips pressing against hips, as he kissed and licked my tender throat. Slowly he slid and dipped inside of me, savoring the feeling of my warmth, the fact that I was now conquered. His hands slid up the length of my arms, tickling me and causing me to shiver with a slow whisper of breath passing from my lips into his dark hair. His fingers found the tight knots of the silk scarves, with a quick movement, and a small sigh, my hands were free.

Free yet bound, compelled, unstoppable. I circled them around his neck, relishing the feel of his hair against my forearms. I extended an arm down the length of his muscled back, my hand flattened against his skin, my nails digging into him as he thrust savagely into me. We moaned in unison, his tongue found a helpless victim on my breast, battered it and played with it until it ached. My lips caught a delicate earlobe, licking gently.

He raised his face once more to lick the salty moisture away from my cheeks, placing soft kisses on my nose, eyes, and forehead. I ran my hands around his neck, clutching at it and running my fingers through his hair. He moaned against my chest, his thrusts becoming more forceful, his right hand moving down my side, hip, and tummy. He found the hard little clit, causing me to cry out in wanting, he didn’t deny me and stroked the hood with his thumb. His own thrusts increased in speed and frequency, pummeling me with his hips.

My name was called out in the dead of night; then the silence became stifling.

Master lay on top of me, sweat making his body gleam with moonlight. He raised his head to peer down at the pet that lay beneath him, he saw two large blue eyes glinting in the faint light. A hand on the back of his head drew him close, and their lips locked in a passionate kiss. While on the floor, cast away and forgotten by its owner and wearer...the black blindfold.


SHS <3