Fate Cries Foul - Renier Larouche (fantasy novels to read txt) 📗

apart Your sexy slumbering form giving me ideas...

My quiet stride continues as I step toward the closet. Enjoying your helplessness and grinning at what I've prepared for you. After a few silent seconds I bring over some silk straps and tie you down. The slip-nots slide over your limbs easily and as gently as spiderwebs, ensuring you don't wake. Then, when I'm ready, and only when I'm ready; do I place a night mask over your eyes and muffle your mouth with a deep biting kiss.

You scream at my smothering, but I silence you, forcing my mouth onto yours, in a hard reminder that you are owned. It doesn't take long for your blindfolded bewildering noises to turn into a low guttural groan. You strain to reach for more than my kiss, your body trying to pull itself up to mine. But I'm purposely keeping myself inches away from your bound silk reach. Only when your body sighs in futility do I let up, though I take one last hard nip. This time, I draw blood and you hiss at me in needy frustration.

"Let me up. I want you." There is no weariness in your wanton rasp. Your blood is already boiling, but I want to take my time.

"It's late." I remind you and slowly start to tickle up and down your body with slow and steady kisses. I do not take a straight path. I'm enjoying your sightless curiosity and pleasure.

"I'm sorry. I fell asleep. It was a very long day, the kids-" I stop being tender, my mouth quickly suckling your clit. Eating you faster, harder and deeper than ever before, till you choke down the quick scream of your first orgasm.

"No." I tell you and kiss you again, letting you taste yourself. "It's late. This is my time now. You forget yourself."

"Yes Daddy." You reply sweetly and this time I reward you. "Mmmm." You taste my fleshy cock on your lips and take me inside as deep as you can. Yet you struggle more than usual. Confused and annoyed at yourself. You've been practicing on your toy just for me, and you know you can do better. "Nnnghy!" Then you feel my tongue on your tender twat and realize it was the angle.

In your sightlessness you hadn't realized I'd swiveled around to eat you out as you swallow me. MMmmm sixty-nine. A double reward you tell yourself as you suckle and bob your head. And when I add my fingers into your cunt, hollowing you out for the fucking you only hope will come, you suck harder and more urgently.

"Slowly." I warn you with a spank of your pussy and you make a mewling noise. Because I know your game. You give the best head, and you know that if you can get me close by being hard and fast? I'll stop and fuck you. "You're a needy slut baby girl. I'll fuck you when I'm ready, not because your horny cunt wants me to."

"Yes Daddy." You reply, but it's still mewling in disappointment. I swat your pussy again, harder this time and you have to bite your tongue to keep from screaming. I swat it again, waiting for you to answer me properly. "Yes Daddy!" You squeal and since I'm feeling forgiving I let you off the hook...for now.

Gently, you now take your time, as I do. Both of us steadily build a buzz of licking playing sensation. Till we are close, both so very close to that lovely slow burning orgasm that beats between us. And you're waiting. Eagerly waiting for me to explode in your mouth as you explode in mine, not caring that you haven't been fucked yet, your mouth whorishly begging to taste everything you've earned. Except you tried to cheat earlier, and you deserve what I decide to give you.

With my lips on your clit and two fingers diving in your throbbing pussy, I take my freehand and play with your tender and tight asshole. It's a sudden rush of pain and pleasure that pushes you over the edge. This time your orgasm is screaming all around my hard cock, and I have to hold myself in. Fuck. Every quake of you cumming shakes around my member. But I make the rules here and wait till you're done to release you.

Your body is at war with your whorish wants. Your mind quibbling over the cum it ached to eat, while your body quivers in the quaking afterglow of your orgasm. You hardly even know what's going on till I'm inside you. Adding one sensation onto another as I hammer away, claiming your cunt. Fucking what's mine.

"Oh God YES" you groan as I pick up a rhythm. "Fuck Me Daddy.Take that pussy!" you squeal in delight and this time I kiss you gently. You're finally being a good girl. "Yes Daddy. Fuck me, Fuck Your Slut."

"Good girl." I grunt as your hips swivel and pump into mine, knowing just what I like.

"Thank you Daddy!" You moan as we start building together, my cock throbbing and pulsing inside you, preparing you for what's coming. And you pick up your pace, pumping yourself harder into me, knowing that when I explode inside, it will push you over that final ledge.

"Good." I grunt and hold for as long as I can, till even I can't take it anymore. "Girl!"

This time you have no words, only a mindless babble. Your body gushing a squirting stream of girl goo around my cumming cock. Until we both collapse in a sweaty heaving mess. Minutes pass till I move, though the way your body feels it could have been hours.

"It's late." I say un-tying you and remove your mask.

"Thank you Daddy." You smile at me, already knowing I want to look you in the eyes while you clean off my cock. You bob and gaze at my sweaty strained muscles, tasting all of tonight's hard work, and knowing that you've been a good girl. Because it's late, way past the witching hour. We've both been working hard all day long, and this is our time. Tunnel Vision

 She arrived later than she had hoped to and pulled in to the parking lot acutely aware that He was waiting. Not the impression she really wanted to make for the first time she was to crawl, something He had described so eloquently it had stuck in her head for weeks. Quickly, she walked around to the door of a hallway between busy tourist shops that were currently open and quite full and empty offices that were closed. She walked quickly down the dark hall to the last room. He was in the dimly lit office and when she got to the door, He took her bag and said, "Go back."

His simple two words instantly reminded her why she was there. She turned without a word and walked back until she heard Him say stop.

"Get down." He said and she dropped to her knees. He went behind her and shut the door and turned on the lights in the dark hallway. Her knees and hands felt the dirty carpet under them and she waited for Him to tell her what was next.

She could feel him looking at her but she did not look up at Him. She was unsure of what the rules were and did not want to find out the hard way so she patiently waited for instruction. Her body electrified as she waited.

"Pull that skirt up and take those tits out."

She reached down and lifted the skirt of her short striped summer dress up around her large round ass. She was thankful she did in fact opt for panties that day because she kept thinking of the door and the busy main street and if someone were to wander down and see her ass like that, how that might look. A small voice told her she didn't care. She then took her tits out of the top of her dress and let them hang. She felt so exposed and still felt his eyes appraising her, not quite judging but at the same time evaluating.

"You know there are shops on the other side of that door?" He asked as he walked back down the long hallway to his office space.

"Yes, sir." She answered.

"Anyone could see." He reminded her.

She looked up at him through her curly hair that was in her face and nodded. She watched Him walk back down the hallway and waited.

"Come." He said simply. She felt the word in her core though and began the long crawl down to Him. The sand on the rug did not feel good on her knees but, she kept moving toward Him. Her focus on making sure she did not stumble or falter. She knew she would get what she craved if she could make it down this hallway.

She inched past the door of the first business, happy it did not open. Then the second; she could almost hear the sounds of the people as she crawled past with her DDs swinging with each movement and her big ass up in the air. The office door was getting closer and He stood there watching her and she kept moving toward Him and toward what He was offering her. She got to his feet and he told her to go to the spot.

She continued crawling into the room to the mat he had placed in front of a chair. She remained on all fours in the dimly lit room that smelled of old books which only made her mind swirl even more. Her panties were soaked and she could feel them as she waited.

The sound of the door closing was followed by Him coming and standing by her. The anticipation of what was to come had her tingling from head to toe. She saw the belt in his hand at his side and closed her eyes, inhaled, and waited.

"Seven minutes." He said. "Seven minutes late. It's your first time but, we'll start with that."

The belt struck her covered ass. She inhaled sharply as the sting radiated from the impact. She felt it. Knew what she was in that moment; knew why she was there.

"Well, go ahead, count it out loud." He said.

Her body reacted to his words on a primal level. "One." She said in a steady voice as her panties got even more soaked.

The leather belt struck her again, a little harder.

"Two." She said and inhaled deeply. Her mind clearing of everything with the exception of Him and what was coming next. She felt her nipples harden as she waited.

Again, the leather slapped hard against her round ass as she remained on all fours.

"Three." She said wincing a little as the sting intensified. She closed her eyes and felt the pain but found she did not dislike it. Her pussy was aching.

The sound of the leather meeting her ass again broke the silence. "Four." She said and moaned. She was unsure if she was supposed to enjoy this so much or if it was a punishment for being late. Either way...

"Five." The sting intensified. Her ass started to feel warm from the five strong raps of His belt.

"Six." She gasped as that one struck harder than all the others