Cera sat
at the table all by herself, her four friends having left already.
They had all gotten together at the bar for a drink to celebrate her
friend Kim's promotion. Cera had
decided to stay a little while longer and have another drink, she knew it was
getting late, but she figured one more wouldn't hurt.
Another
shiver.
Was
it him? Thinking she was being
silly, Cera tried to look away, but he drew her to him like a moth to a flame.
He was extremely handsome, his sexual appeal sending shivers through
her body like a lightning bolt. Damn,
how could she have missed him before now?
Did he just come in, or has he been here all night?
She shivered again. Was he
the reason for her shivers? Cera
shook her head and turned away. She
sat trembling, her mind racing, squirming in her chair. It was then she noticed how wet her panties were, and
had been all night. My god, she
thought, I only looked at him. She
took a long sip of her drink, feeling it run like hot lava down her
Cera
closed her eyes tight. What in
the hell made her think of that?? She
continued to sit there with her eyes closed, thinking it must be the drinks
and debating with herself that she should get up and walk out.
That was exactly what she had decided to do, except that when she
opened her eyes, her vision was filled by his presence.
Cera
was speechless, her heart was pounding and her breathing was ragged.
He just sat there with those piercing eyes and an, 'I know your
thoughts' look on his face, one that instantly stirred her.
Without a word she quickly stood up to leave, but before she could take
one step, quick as lightning his hand wrapped around
"SIT"
Cera's
body was suddenly in flames, trembling just from the single word.
She couldn't move. From
the point of contact of his hand on her wrist, a million electrical shocks
shot through her body. As quietly
as possible for her to hear above the noise, she heard him say, "Sit, or
I will make you kneel right here in the bar."
Her eyes flashed. Cera
turned to look at him and tell him ‘what for’, but again nothing came out
at the sight of his piercing, commanding eyes and presence.
Her
knees weakened and she slid into the chair helplessly, his hand still around
her wrist. His touch so hot it
branded her, he stared at her for what seemed like forever before speaking
again. "Tell me Cera, how wet are you right now?"
Cera
was shocked. First, how did he
know her name?? And second, how
did he know she was so wet?? Cera
finally shook herself out of her stooper, almost yelling at him incredulously,
"I don't know who you are, or what you want, but that is none of your
business, nor do I intend to tell you a thing!"
He
chuckled, "You will tell Me anything I wish Cera, and you know it.
I have watched you since you first walked in the door earlier this
evening, and in just that short amount of time knew all I needed to know about
you."
Cera held her breath, and then began to laugh, although a bit nervously, no one could learn that much from just watching a person, could they? "You know, that is the most unique pick up line I have heard to date. I must give you credit for that. I promise not to run just yet if you will let go of my wrist, please."
She
hoped she
Another
shiver.
Cera
began to rattle on nervously, trying to get any information about him that she
could. She began to relax a
little after he voluntarily answered her initial questions.
Maybe he wasn't such a threat after all, in fact, strangely enough she
felt so safe with him. She wasn't
sure why. The drinks she had had
relaxed her, and she found herself warming to him.
More than warming, quite heated in fact!
He was so handsome, and she was immensely attracted to him. The wetness completely soaking her panties was proof enough
of that. He watched Cera as she
squirmed in her chair, reaching out and laying his hand over hers once again.
At her indrawn breath he smiled very calmly, yet with such command, he
looked deep into her green eyes.
"Cera, I want you to slip your panties off.
I know they are soaked. Give
them to me." Cera had had just enough to drink that she began to blush
wildly, filled with embarrassment, but didn't protest.
It must be the drinks making her bold, wild, totally abandoned; she
would never consider it otherwise, would she???
She thought what the hell, I will give him a little thrill. Cera laughed nervously then
Another
shiver.
She
looked at him in disbelief, blushing a deep crimson, whispering to him, "
No way! Are you crazy?? I can’t do that here!
Everyone will see me!"
His
face never wavered, in fact became even more commanding, "Now Cera, right
here." The blood was rushing
through her body, she could barely hear, her heart was pounding so.
Why did the thought of it frighten her yet excite her all the same?
She didn't want to really do it did she???
She opened her mouth to speak, to protest, but nothing came out as his
eyes captured hers.
Another
shiver.
She
lowered her eyes, then looked all around her and took a deep breath.
As she pulled her hand from his, he let her go.
Why did she feel a need to obey him?
Why was she doing this? She
tried to be inconspicuous as she let her hands slip up under her skirt, having
to reach way up to capture the elastic of her thong.
She raised up in the chair, flushing brightly as she felt the cool air
cross her ass
He
didn't reach for them as she expected, but held his hand out above the table,
waiting for her to put them there in his hand.
She looked up at him wanting to scream.
His face didn't change as he sat there patiently waiting, not wavering.
Another
shiver.. she was getting used to them, they were coming now with such
consistency.
Cera
continued to squirm in her chair, her wetness now slipping to her thighs since
there were no panties there to capture them.
Frustrated, she quickly rolled them in a ball and placed them in his
hand, hoping he would take them quickly away so that no one would see them.
"Very good Cera, I am pleased."
Why
did that make her feel elated?? That
he was pleased?? For some unknown
reason, it thrilled and pleased her that it did.
Her heart pounded and she gasped when she watched, in wide-eyed shame
and excitement, as he opened her panties and brought them up to his face,
taking a deep breath when he brought the wet crotch to his nose.
He smiled as he watched her. She
closed her eyes tight as if shutting everyone in the room's eyes.
Cera practically jumped out of her skin, when he held the panties to
her lips, letting her feel and taste the wetness on them. "Lovely isn't
it Cera?" He dared her to
open her eyes and look at him.
She
trembled visibly. How can this be
exciting her?? She was so
embarrassed, but she couldn't help herself when she opened her eyes, now a
wild dark green, she looked up at him, and whispered "yes" so softly
he could barely hear her. He
smiled then stood, holding out his hand to her.
She couldn't believe it when she actually placed her hand in his. As she did, the flames were again threatening to take over
her body. Slipping the panties
into his pocket, he walked her out to the parking lot, telling her they would
come back for her car later. He
led her to his motorcycle. After
he got on, he held his hand out again to her.
His eyes were tender, yet commanding, his presence drawing her.
How she knew she was safe, she couldn't say, but she was.
Cera took his hand then cringed as she tried to
When
she opened her mouth to tell him she couldn't, it was as if he read her mind,
stopping her before she could even speak, "Cera, you will get on, and you
will hike up that skirt so that your naked pussy and ass will feel the leather
of the seat. Do it Cera..
NOW!"
Cera
jumped at his words and then felt the soft trickle of her juices as they slid
further down her thighs. My god
he could excite her, and with just one word no less.
Trembling yet again, she lifted her skirt slowly, the cool breeze
playing across her now bared ass and pussy.
She again flushed wildly with embarrassment as she mounted the bike
behind him. Her breathing became
shallow as the leather stuck to her now dripping pussy.
As
the motorcycle roared she could barely hear his words, "good girl, time
for the ride of your life." Little
did she know he meant more then the motorcycle ride. As he sped off, she quickly wrapped her arms around his
waist, which pulled her body tight against his.
Cera could not only feel the vibration of the leather seat against her,
but the roughness of his jeans against her as well, the combination of both
making her breathless, desperate.
He
drove with purpose. Wild.. over
bumps.. turns.. slowing and speeding up.. All giving her different sensations.
When they stopped at the first light he turned slightly to her, "Cera..
Open your blouse to the last button, and then pull those lovely full breasts
out of the lace of that bra. Do
it.. NOW!"
How
did he know she was about to protest?? She
jumped at his command, but since there were no other cars she did as he told
her, and knew deep down that even if there were cars, she would have obeyed
him anyway. She didn’t
understand it, she just felt and knew that she would.
She unbuttoned her blouse to the bottom, leaving one buttoned so it
wouldn't fly off her body. Cera
then closed her eyes as her trembling fingers pulled the lace of her bra down
over her breasts lifting them high above the material.
Her nipples were so hard, tight, and they ached desperately as the
combination of the cool air, and her own excitement filled her.
Before
her arms were around him again, he took off, making her squeal and grab
quickly to him, flattening her naked breasts to his back. He chuckled as even over the roar of the engine he could hear
her gasp and squeal. He drove
through the streets and with each passing mile he noticed her rocking her
pussy against the leather and his jeans harder and harder.
As they were flying down the freeway, he could feel her need growing,
becoming desperate, by her body movements and whimpers.
He turned to her slightly so she could make out his words, "NOW
Cera!!"
How
she knew what he was telling her she didn't know, but her body did and she
screamed loud, wild. Cera's body
instantly convulsed and began to shake violently.
As she held onto him for dear life, the wind rushing past her
accentuating each electric shock of pleasure as it took hold of her body.
With the constant vibration of the bike rubbing and pushing the leather
against her throbbing clit, the wetness of her pussy tickling against the
leather, the roughness of his jeans rubbing against her mound, the material of
his shirt rubbing against her bared breasts and taut nipples, Cera came and
came and came. She couldn't stop.
She had no control of her body, He did.
Over and over he turned, sped up, slowed down, all to continue the wild
pleasure coursing through her. Cera
screamed anew with each wild orgasm that rocked her body, shaking and
trembling wildly. As he felt her
grip loosen around his waist, he knew she was weakening and wouldn’t be able
to hold on much longer and so he brought the ride to a halt in front of a
house, his house. She was gasping
for air and whimpering softly as the roar of the engine died away.
Her
body trembled still with wild abandon. The
intensity of the pleasure that consumed her body took every conscious thought
away from her. When he stepped
from the bike and lifted her off of it, she grabbed onto him for dear life,
his strength all that kept her from sinking to the ground.
She didn't even care that her skirt was now bunched up around her
waist, that her breasts were bared with her shirt falling open and her hair in
wild disarray. Her eyes dark and
glazed over, she looked like a whore, but at the moment she didn't care.
He walked her inside. She
hadn't even gained enough sense to ask him where they were.
The house was quiet, yet handsomely decorated, definitely a male
domain. She began to gain a bit
of her senses when she reached the living room and suddenly heard him behind
her, "on your knees Cera."
She
turned to look at him, not moving. Even
in her weakened state, her eyes defied him, sparks beginning to fly as her
senses returned, "no, I wont.."
"You
will do as you are told Cera, or you will learn what happens when you
don't."
Another
shiver.
Cera
finally felt the cool air against her bared body and she gasped, realizing her
state of dress. She quickly
pulled her skirt down and her blouse together, and then started to walk past
him to leave. When she got beside
him, his hand reached out grasping her arm quickly, "I warned you Cera."
Instantly she was thrown over the back of the couch, her ass high in
the air and her head buried in
the
pillows. The pillows muffled
Cera's screams as his hand began to rain down on her exposed ass.
Her feet kicked in the air at him, screaming at him to stop.
She screamed at him how much she hated him, and how she would not do a
thing he said. With each word his
hand rained down harder and she screamed louder, gasping as her ass became as
inflamed as her body had been on the motorcycle.
It
was then that he finally spoke, "you will do as you are told Cera.
You and I both know what you want and need.
It excites the hell out of you, the things I have done tonight, and the
control I have had over your body. Admit
it, it excites the hell out of you the burning of your ass and pussy right
now. Admit that too."
Cera
just cried and screamed out defiantly at him, still not willing to admit
anything, shaking her head no a bit too emphatically, "it does not!! I am
not enjoying this at all!!" His
hand instantly came down hard on her flaming red ass, making contact with the
sensitive tops of her thighs. Then
as suddenly as he started, he stopped again, this time his hand shoving rudely
between her wet thighs "tell your body that Cera."
He chuckled as she whimpered and arched to his hand, her clit throbbing
and desperate for release even so soon after her wild ride.
She couldn't believe what was happening to her.
How could she want this??? How
did He know her deep dark secrets??? "Now
get on your knees Cera and suck my cock. Do it Cera, now, or I will use my
belt."
Cera
cried as she lifted up off the couch, but she slipped to her knees, gasping
and panting for breath. Her body
trembled with need, her clothing still in wild disarray, and yet she didn't
seem to care any more. He had
already pulled his cock from his jeans. Cera's
eyes widened as she saw how big he was, how hard, throbbing.
His cock jerking before her eyes and she opened her mouth.
For only
God,
how she hated him.. How she despised him.. How she hated.. mmmmmmmmm she
moaned around his cock as he pushed between her trembling lips, all thought of
hate leaving her. God how
wonderful he tasted, how heavenly it felt to have him shoving that big cock
deep in her throat, using her.. like a slut.. a whore.. Oh God.. she groaned..
how could this be? How could he
know? She sucked him wildly, with
total abandon, wanting to taste more of him, all of him.
She felt his hands in her hair.. pulling.. pushing.. using her.
Her eyes would water as he gagged her with his cock, shoving her head
down over and over, harder and harder, fucking her hot wet mouth.
He grunted and groaned, pulling back as white hot cum shot in her
mouth, on her lips, her cheeks, dripping down onto her breasts, covering her.
When his body was spent, he held her there until she had licked him
nice and clean, then pulled her up by her hair and held her to him, her body
trembling with a thirst that only he seemed to be able to quench.
He almost laughed at the denial that tried to creep back into her eyes
as she fought to pull away. He
grabbed her wrist and pulled her silently toward the bedroom.
She
protested, but he could tell it wasn't heartfelt. He laughed at her attempts, "such a slut you are Cera.
And a very good cock sucker by the way my dear."
He chuckled again as he felt the fight come back to her, trying to pull
away at his words. He loved her
feistiness, loved being able to tame her. He
threw her to the bed face down. She
scrambled quickly to get up and run but he stopped her instantly with his
words, "one more move Cera and you will regret it.
You see, I know you well, in fact better then you do yourself.
I know how you long to be Dominated, controlled, Mastered.
I felt it from the first moment you walked into the bar tonight.
Feel your body's response Cera. Feel
it. You know this is what you
want, need, long for."
Cera
shook her head no, not in denial but in disbelief, she could not believe he
actually knew her feelings… those deep dark secret feelings she had never
told anyone, or even admitted to herself.
She took a tentative step toward the door.
He
was instantly there grasping her wrists, cuffing them.
He threw her again to the bed, this time cuffing her to it face down,
her arms wide and her ankles to the footboard.
"You will learn littleone."
She could barely even move an inch by the time he had her secured.
He took his knife and cut away her clothes. Cera cried out softly as the cool air rushed over her
overheated exposed body, an electric shiver inching it’s way throughout her
body as his eyes traveled over every inch.
He admired the loveliness before him for a few moments before he shoved
several pillows beneath her belly and thighs, which raised her ass high, and
pulled her arms and legs tight. At
the same time, it also opened her pussy even more then it was. She fought against the bonds, pulling at the cuffs and
squirming as much as she could on the bed, which wasn't much at all.
He had her tight. His hand again came to her pussy, sliding along the sloppy
wet slit. He circled her clit, shoving two fingers deep inside her.
Her greedy little pussy swallowed and sucked at his fingers in
desperate need.
"pleeeeeaaaassssssssseeeeee!!!!!"
she begged.
"NOW!" His fingers shoving into her over and over at the same
instant she heard his words. Cera
screamed, cumming violently over and over and over, so intense it took her
breath away. She cried and
whimpered, writhing with the pleasure coursing through her, pleasure that he
controlled.. that only he could give to her.
Her body convulsed and shivered.. soared beyond her wildest imaginings.
Barely
coherent enough to feel the bed dip, she knew he was between her spread open
thighs. She felt the velvety hard
tip of his cock teasing at her opening. She
had no control of her body as it lifted and pressed back, begging for him to
take her. When he pulled back
each time she tried to capture him, she cried out in frustration and need,
"please???"
Her
words ragged, Cera arched her back so that she lifted to him, opened even
more. God how she needed to feel
his cock inside her.. how she wanted to be used.. wanted to be fucked..
needed. "You
have to tell me what you want Cera. You have to beg for it." Sliding his cock against her over and over yet only allowing
the tip to penetrate her, "is this what you want? You know you do Cera. You were made to be controlled, born to
be dominated. You know it just as
I do." When she didn’t
answer right away, only whimpered and lifted back to him, he brought his hand
down quickly and sharply against her raised ass and smiled as she lifted
higher. He had known, from the
first moment he saw her. "Submit to me Cera.
You know you want it and need it.
Tell me what you long for, crave, desire.”
Cera
cried as she lifted, her body seeking desperately for what he was offering.
Each time she felt the caress of his cock or the sting of his hand
against her ass, she felt his command, his dominance filling her, making her
soar like never before. The pain,
the pleasure, the control. Cera
cried out to him in desperation, "please.. please fuck me!!
I am yours!! Please take me to where no one else ever has or will!!
Please.. I can't stand it any longer.. please!!!!!"
At
her pleas, her admission, he plunged deeply into her aching needing body,
pounding into her. Cera screamed in pleasure as her body tried to stretch to
his girth. He was so big.. so
hard.. yet she pushed back each time he pounded into her, meeting him.
Harder.. faster.. wanting.. needing.. desperate for what only he could
give.
She
cried out as he pounded into her telling her, "NOW!"
She came powerfully, wildly, her body shaking violently yet again with
pleasure and squeezing around his cock with each new spasm.
She was gasping.. crying.. Her whole body overwhelmed with the
feelings, the intensity of pleasure as it consumed her.
He continued to pound into her, faster and harder.
While one hand held the cheeks of her ass open, he probed her tight
little asshole with the other, that simple little touch of pressure fanning
the flames already consuming her.
"This is where you will feel me next time littleone. For now though.." He pounded into her one last time, grunting and groaning.. exploding. His cum shot deep into her hot wild pussy as it squeezed and milked him. Cera was panting, whimpering and gasping, tears of fulfilled pleasure trickling softly down her cheeks. She cried almost uncontrollably, totally overwhelmed, into the pillows as he finally lay beside her crooning softly to her. He undid her cuffs and cradled her in his arms, "this is where you belong littleone. This is where you will stay.. with me." He kissed her softly, seeing the soft fulfilling smile break free on her face. He knew what she was feeling at the moment. He knew she was totally overwhelmed with everything that had happened. He also knew that she was his, and from the way her body was curling into him, craving his touch, he also knew that she knew it as well.
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