Forever Trust In Who We Are

Chapter X

Kissing her passionately he caressed her bottom in lust, sliding his teasing fingers slid inside her cotton panties, making Kristen whimper in his mouth. The touch of her wet arousal made him ravenous. Grabbing her hair in a fist at her nape, he let her go out of a sudden. Seizing her with a voracious, dominating stare James pushed her to her knees, unzipping his jeans. Baring his teeth, he took his dick out and grabbing her from the hair, guided her to take his dick in her mouth. As she opened it in obedience, he pushed it inside in one thrust, breathing out, "Good girl..." as a pleased smile curved in his lips when her lips closed around it.

Eager, Kristen ran her tong all over, licking it slowly, but James had no patience for soft caresses, he rammed it into her throat, making her gasp for air. Tears filled her eyes, but Kristen found a delirious pleasure at being used so roughly.

"Look at me!" James snarled and she complied with watery eyes, pain and lust were written on her face. How he loved that feeling of control over her and her wanton surrender. Breathing heavily he kept moving into her, his primal stare locked in hers, as his lips parted in pleasure. He pushed himself deeper one more time, then released his grip. She gasped for air, as he stepped out of his pants, and kicked them away. He then knelt before her and grabbed her shirt from the chest, twisting it in a fist to pull her close for another savage kiss, and leaned her with her back to the floor. His lips parted from hers as he rasped, "You've forgotten there is no democracy around here..." Kristen smiled, chewing her bottom lip, familiar with the game being played tonight. "I'm the maker of the rules and you must obey or face the consequences... y'know?" Pulling her shirt up to reveal her pale breasts, that he greedily bent to lick and suckle, unable to resist the urge to bite them, making her groan half in pleasure and pain.

Kristen tried to remain in character and pretend fear, but she couldn't help a little giggle.He paused and looked up, saying, "I see you don't believe me..." and fisted her hair again, pulling it back. "You just don't know what is good for you, do you?" he snarled, making her change her expression, as he roughly rolled her under him, to face the floor. His attention changing to her behind, as his hand moved to rip off her panties. He pulled her hips up making her stand in four. With no warning he grabbed his cock and pushed it inside her pussy, making her gasp loudly. And started to thrust into her without mercy.

Hardly able to keep herself steady, Kristen she fell on her elbows, pushed forward by his violent stabs. While he reached down to caress her rocking tits. Soon her cheeks turned bright pink as pleasure coiled in her stomach, and an explosive orgasm surge throughout her being, as she panted loudly under him.

Feeling her tighten around him, James licked his thumb and pushed it into her asshole. The unexpected move made her howl, still lost in the violent pleasure inside.

"Now you remember whom you belong to, huh?" he asked, feeling himself shaking inside with sadistic hunger.

"I do! I do!" she shrieked, feeling his wet finger moving in and out.

"I'm gonna cum in your ass..." James whispered in her ear.

He took his finger out of her ass and bent to make it wet with his tongue. She felt his hand on her upper back, pushing her lower until her cheek reached the floor. He slid out of her pussy holding his breath in sweet anticipation as he then pushed his dick inside her tight asshole. "Argh!" she chocked, searing pain filled her eyes with tears, as her throbbing hole grew accustomed to his invading presence.

"Oh, baby!" he growled, starting to move slowly inside her, to ease the pain, holding her so near, she could feel his hot breath on her neck and his hair caress her back. She was whimpering lowly when she felt the callous tips of his fingers caress her clit, causing her to moan louder.

James played her clit skillfully, pressing it against her pelvic bone with circling movements as he began thrusting faster into her. Soon pleasure overtook her. No matter what he did or how he did it, his hands were always precise and graceful, she thought, halfway through the intense orgasm that was building in her. She cried louder, her breath steaming the wooden floor below her, with the maddening pleasure he was inflicting to her clitoris.

As he felt her trembling in pleasure under his grip he started to plunge deeper into her, losing himself in the tight touch around him. Slowly he pushed her lower back into the floor too, to lay completely stretched on the floor, resting on his arms over her, he plundered her with all his weight. Kristen began crying harder, tears rolling down her cheeks, as he started thrusting harder and faster, thinking she wasn't able to take it so hard, when, once again, relentless pleasure took over her body making her almost faint. Suddenly taken to heaven, her throat exploded in screams.

His hoarse voice resounded in her nape and his body quivered on top of her, as he came in violent spasms on top of her. His warm release felt like a last delicious caress inside her.He collapsed panting on top of her, his sweaty cheek resting on hers.

"...Shit!" she panted. "Now I know how a guitar feels in your hands... oh..." Kristen mumbled painfully. He lifted himself to slip out of her, rolling on his back. Then a stung of guilt brought him back to his senses, and he looked for her face, wondering if he had pushed the act too far this time. He removed carefully her tangled hair, to find her flushed face smiling in bliss, pleasure still lingering in her every cell.

"Oh, you dirty slut, you loved that!" he laughed, still catching his breath.

"Me?" she kept smiling, "I hated every second of it."

James reached near and kissed her sweetly as he caressed her back with his fingertips. "Wait here," he stood up and left the room. Kristen wondered if she was going to be able to remove herself from the floor, everything felt sore.

A few minutes later he came back, leaned next to her, and offered his hand. "Come," he said, helping her up, and as she stood he scooped her in his arms, making her scream in surprise.

"Feeling like a princess?" he grinned.

"Not really!" she replied, and he held her close in guilt.

She found herself being carried to the bathtub. He let her down and went into the water first and sat down. Then he took her hand to help her in. The hot water embraced her, as she laid on her side, resting her head on his hairy chest.

His hands caressed her hair and her back, and she felt drained and relaxed in his arms, hating the thought of going early to work.

"OK, I'll be quitting tomorrow," she said to him, curling his chest hair around her finger.He laughed quietly.

"What?" she demanded to know.

"I knew I could fuck you to submission."

She frowned at him and curled his chest hair in a second loop.

"Ouch!" he exclaimed.