Sleeping Forest - Renier Laroche (best black authors TXT) 📗

unstable. Her heart kept fluttering, racing at one moment and calming down the next. Her voice even started crackling slightly. "It's a good thing I told everyone I was not well. At least they'll have an explanation for why I am acting off today."

She could not watch the clock on the wall anymore; it seemed that time was crawling forward at a snail's pace. She would look up every minute, waiting for five o'clock to come. The closer it got, the more she perspired and felt surges of nervous arousal. Her breasts felt constricted in her bra as they became swelled in anticipation of tonight's events, and her thong became noticeably moist from being so aroused. "I have never felt like this over anyone, and I haven't even met this guy."

She finished her paperwork and returned to the internet to research her new lifestyle, much as she had throughout the week, eager to learn how to please her new master better. She absentmindedly reached to touch herself but remembered her master's one request of no pleasure before their meeting. "I don't know if he would know, so I better stop now before I reach the point of no return." She glanced up and saw it was finally time.

"I need to go and prepare myself for tonight." This was the first Friday that she was leaving with everyone else in months. She hurriedly vacated her office, avoiding conversation with any of her employees. "I hope no one realizes that I'm not sick," she thought. "I don't want anyone to realize that their strong leader needs to be dominated by a stranger in order to finally let my soul live fully again."

Arriving home from work earlier than normal, she knew she had to prepare herself fully for what lay ahead. She went over the list several times, rereading it carefully to imprint on her mind his requests for their encounter. She took a shower and washed, again avoiding the temptation to pleasure herself as he had demanded. She realized suddenly that using her personal name was a good thing: "Even if something goes wrong, he can't ruin my good name at all."

She finished her shower and stepped out carefully, examining herself in the mirror to admire the slight glow forming already from anticipation of tonight's events. Her nipples were already erect, and her shaved womanhood throbbed slightly. Concerns of what might transpire tonight continued to flash occasionally across her mind. She rubbed her nipple lightly, knowing that she was not meant to do it but unable to stop herself from some pleasure. She watched in the mirror as her nipple hardened under her delicate fingers.

"I am not supposed to do this, but the nervousness turns me on so much for some reason."

She stopped herself quickly and began to dress. She applied small amounts of the perfume that he has requested and no make up. She left her hair down for the first time in years, allowing her long blonde hair to lay perfectly on her shoulders. She looked into her eyes and noticed they looked more hazel than normal. She smiled at the changes the event had already created in her. She glanced once more at the clock and rushed to finish her preparations.

When she arrived at the hotel, she received her keycard immediately. "Wow, he prepaid for the hotel room and everything!" she thought. She walked slowly to her room carrying the overnight bag he had requested. She felt her hands getting sweaty as she reached for the door handle. She took a deep breath and exhaled: "This is the night."

She slid the card in the door lock and entered, recognizing right away that she was the first to arrive. She went straight to the bathroom and slipped out of her clothes and into the pink baby-doll nightie he had commanded. Looking in the mirror at herself, it seemed as though she could see her heart throbbing though her chest. "I have never looked so beautiful as I do right now."

She was fixing her hair in the mirror when she heard the door open. "He is there now, the man who is going to dominate me and make me beg for climax." She stepped quietly into the main room. Fearful of meeting his gaze, she moved closer and knelt before him. "I am ready to serve and please only you, master," she said slowly, hoping that the gesture would please him. She kept her head bent as she awaited his response. She shook slightly with the tension of the moment, and her heart raced. "I wonder what he looks like," she thought, as she suddenly realized how little she knew of him.

After standing there for what seemed like hours, he finally spoke to her: "Remember! I told you not to speak at all to me until the end, slave." She winced as he grabbed her long blonde hair and pulled her head back. She closed her eyes from the humiliation and pain. As she reopened them slowly, she tried to focus her eyes on him standing before her. She could make out that he was tall and very strongly built. She could not see any details of his face since the light was in her eyes. She felt his hand over her throat as he rubbed along her jaw line lightly. He told her, "I do not want to hear another word from you until the end. Understand me?" She nodded her head yes, surrendering to his deep and demanding voice. Her nipples became erect, and she felt her womanhood moistening right from his first command.

He walked around her again and commanded her to stand: "Stand up straight and lift your head to the ceiling, slave." She obeyed his command right away. As he walked around her, she could feel her heart racing as she thought of what he might do to her in this position.

"What am I going to do if he hurts me? What was my safety word? What have I gotten myself into?"

Just then she felt a sharp pain on her left ass cheek. She held still as a matching pain throbbed from her right ass cheek. "Oh my. What is going on?" she asked herself. Her body was somehow aware of the pain but only pleasure reached her mind. He returned to the front of her, and she felt his breath as he stood near. All of a sudden, she felt a soft, smooth cloth over her face. Her body trembled at the unexpected sensation. She felt him tightening it over her eyes. "You will remain blindfolded as I requested," said her master in a demanding tone. She bit her bottom lip, concealing it still from view so it wouldn't be noticeable that she was trembling.

She listened closely as she heard him move around the room. He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her to what felt like the middle of the room. She heard him moving something metal back and forth. All of sudden she felt the cold, hard metal against her skin. He dragged it up from her knee to her thigh. She heard a cutting sound and realized that he was cutting her clothes off of her.

She trembled more as he disrobed her totally. His voice sounded delighted: "Slave, you are very beautiful." She smiled slightly, taking pleasure in his approval of her body. She felt his hands examining her body carefully and at times roughly. She felt his warm breath on her breasts a moment before he bit her nipples. Her womanhood began to flow with excitement as he took his pleasure from her breasts. The next moment, she felt something being rammed into her wet, tight pussy. "What was that?" she thought. She jumped and shuddered slightly from the sudden penetration.

His voice became stern as he hissed at her: "Slave, you are not allowed to move." To emphasize the point, he pinched her nipple hard. The pain was immense, and her nipple throbbed. Once again, though, she felt her body reacting with pleasure instead fear. She now knew it was a finger that had violated her so. As his finger rubbed around inside the wet, narrow channel of her pussy, she held back her moans. He pinched her nipples repeatedly, making them harden into stiff little points. Her heart raced as his thumb rubbed over her clit, and her body shifted slightly against her will.

She knew that he noticed. His hand swiftly left her pleasure zone, and he brought it down firmly across her ass. She shivered and felt the hand rising off her now very red ass. "I better not do that again or he will make my punishment worse," she thought. 

He grabbed her breasts hard and pulled her down to her knees. His voice was a hiss: "You will not move unless I give you permission, slave!" She lowered her head in resignation as he talks. She felt him close to her face. His demand had been made clear to her; she stayed still waiting for his command.

"See what your body has done to me already," he said as she felt him slap her across the face with his hard cock. Her body tingled with excitement from his cock slapping her hard. She felt him withdraw and move to her side. She momentarily grasped at her dangling large breast and cupped it, giving it a gentle squeeze. "My breasts will never be the same," she thought.

Her body was already weakened and begging for release. She heard his breath speeding up as he rubbed her breast with something that seemed simultaneously soft and hard. She knew it was his large, hard cock head. She bit her lip again as he took enjoyment from her body. Her tiny, moist pussy throbbed from all the excitement. He spoke roughly to her, "Slave, you will cum for me hard when I tell you to." She was bewildered by his command but determined to try to follow it to her fullest.

She felt his hand on her clit as he moved back to the front of her. "Take your master cock in your mouth now, slave," she heard him say. She opened her mouth and felt him thrust his evidently very large, hardened cock into her mouth. He forced it down her throat until the base of his shaft slammed into her lips hard. She gagged violently as his hard cock hit the back of her neck, and her throat was tight around his girth.

He held his cock there, choking off her air and keeping her from breathing. She stayed still, knowing that he would remove it soon. He pinched her clit hard and started shifting it all around as he slid his massive cock in and out of her mouth. She felt as if she was about to come all over his hand. Her body swayed as he roughly violated her clit in ways she had never felt before. She heard him moan out, suddenly and loudly: "Good slave!" She felt his hard, thickly cock pulsating in her mouth and filling her throat, making her choke on his load as it spurted down her gullet. She rammed his cock as hard as she could into her mouth and held it even tighter as the last few bits spurted out in thick strings of cum.

She hoped that she had pleased him fully. She felt her own body eager for release. He suddenly ceased the torment on her clit and moved around behind her. She bit her bottom lip, still tasting his cum coating her mouth. "Is he going to let me release?" She wondered. His voice became softer as he spoke to her this time: "Slave, I command you to cum now."

He slammed three fingers into her tight wet pussy, making her sensitive spot tremble and pulsate as he pinched her clit hard once more. She bit down on her bottom lip hard, and she felt her body obeying his command as she climaxed