@ RavenArtist93 (Sorry this one took a while, I got indecisive about some of the details. XP)
Ali
"You did such a good job... now, how about we really get this started, hmm?" Tuck's blue eyes were locked on Ali's face and Ali wondered what he had in mind. She was still breathing hard, tingling all over. "Please... I need... some rest..." Ali panted. That was easily one of the most intense orgasms she'd ever had and she wasn't in a hurry for the next one just yet. Tuck obviously didn't like that, however, grabbing her face roughly with one hand. "I am your master, pet. I will do what I please and if you disobey my wants, I will give you proper punishment, you get me?" Ali wasn't sure that she did, but she didn't want to upset him. What punishments, exactly? She quickly decided not to find out, swallowing nervously. "Y-yes, Master... I'm sorry." He seemed easily appeased, smirking at her.
As she saw him produce a pocket knife, Ali felt a cold wave of fear pass through her, but the emotion changed to exasperation when Tuck started using it to cut off her clothes instead of a body part. She hadn't said he could do that, and she needed something to wear when this was over. Plus, she liked the skirt that Tuck just discarded, but now it was in pieces. She thought about saying something, but decided that it could wait until she was free from the hand cuffs, at least. For now, she didn't mind being naked too much, though she couldn't help feeling exposed, still cuffed to the bed.
Tuck was getting up, and starting to undress. "I already got you nice and soaked for me... so you should be prepared enough." It wasn't that Ali didn't want him to fuck her, because she most certainly did, but she was starting to realize that she was in over her head, and she wasn't sure what to do about it. She did her best to remain calm, watching Tuck strip out of his clothes. Ali couldn't deny that she liked seeing him naked, nodding slightly when he asked. In another minute, he was between her legs again, teasing her with the tip of his dick. "Ready for me, lovely?" Ali was coming around to the idea, so she nodded shakily.
When Ali felt Tuck slam into her, she hissed out a few curses. Tuck let out a moan himself. "Fuck, you are so tight, Ali..." He started to move inside her, stretching her with his cock. Suddenly much more enthusiastic, enjoying the sensation of being filled up, Ali hooked her legs around Tuck's hips, trying to pull him in deeper. Experiencing such strong desire mixed with fear was doing something to her, making her crave more from the man above her. It didn't matter if she was nervous or unsure now. Ali wanted to please him, so she moved against him, lust getting the better of her. "Yes, fuck me, please, please..." She saw Tuck's expression darken for a moment, reminding her to correct herself. "Please, Master." Once again, he seemed appeased by her obedience, turning his concentration back to her needy cunt, burying himself inside her. When the head of his cock brushed over that spot, Ali shuddered involuntarily.
Tuck was closer to her now, he eyes trained on her face, only a few inches apart, and she could smell his skin, his sweat. She desperately wanted to touch him, but she didn't struggle, just lifted herself up slightly to meet each thrust. "So perfectly tight... I could fuck you just like this all night." His words came out as a raspy groan, causing another small shiver to move through Ali's body. It felt so good to have him inside her, to feel him clawing at her hips as he fucked her. "Please, Master, bite me again..." She said it quietly, not wanting to anger him, but she couldn't help vocalizing the desire. Tuck ignored her, sliding one hand up from her side to her throat, pinning her by the neck, using her body for leverage as he pounded into her warm, soaking hole. He'd already gotten her off once, and though he wasn't opposed to doing it again, he didn't want to think about anything except the feeling of her body clenching around his shaft.
Though Ali would never have told someone that she liked it rough in the past, she was quickly starting to see why someone would. Even though Tuck had been somewhat unpredictable up until this point, Ali was beginning to appreciate what he offered her: the chance to turn off her mind and just enjoy her body. He didn't expect her to think of clever things to say, or decide anything. All that Tuck wanted from her was for her to submit to whatever he desired. The fact that he gave her so much pleasure, and a little pain, in the process made the her feel more willing, her doubts subsiding temporarily as Tuck continued to fuck her without mercy.
Ali felt another orgasm building inside her, and Tuck obviously noticed too, feeling her constrict his cock as she got closer. "You like that, pet? You'd better not cum until I say..." He trailed off, letting Ali's imagination do the threatening for him. She wasn't really sure how she could avoid it if it was going to happen, but she nodded anyway. "Yes, Master."
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Matt
Hearing Eve beg for his cock was driving Matt crazy. He could see her licking her lips with anticipation and it almost made him do the same. Before he could get started, however, he had to get her undressed, and he was contemplating the best way to do that. Her corset was gorgeous, so he didn't want to destroy it, but he'd never tried to remove one before. Matt pulled at the purple laces slightly. "How does this come off, beautiful? I don't want to ruin it, if I don't have to." Eve glanced down at her clothes, realizing that they had to go. She tugged at the handcuffs on her wrist lightly. "It unlaces in the back... I have to stand up to get out of it." At first, that idea made Matt frown, because he wanted to keep Eve restrained, but there was nothing else to be done unless he wanted to sacrifice the beautiful clothing item. He could get her another, but he decided that she would have to earn nice things like that. Hell, once he had her naked, he'd probably make her earn the privilege of wearing clothes at all.
"Alright, pet, I'm going to uncuff you for now. Be a good girl and get naked for me, hmm?" Eve nodded, obviously still thinking about what was going to come after. "Yes, Master, I'll be good."
Matt smiled and unlocked both handcuffs, pulling Eve into a sitting position so he could kiss her. Her lips were soft and warm, and he was tempted to linger there, but he broke the kiss and stood up, gesturing for Eve to do the same. He made her face away from him so he could inspect the lacing on her corset. Once he realized that it was actually a simple design, he tugged at the strings until they were loose enough to pull the corset off. Matt slid one arm around her waist then, holding her close so he could undo her shorts but when he realized that they'd have to go over her boots, which he liked and wanted her to keep on, he growled in frustration. "As much as I love all of these things individually, your clothes are a fucking nightmare together, baby." Without any further explanation, Matt took advantage of his considerable strength, tearing her shorts from the zipper, ripping them to shreds. He did the same with her underwear, finally leaving her naked except for her sexy leather boots. "Much better."
Ready to play once again, Matt grinned to himself and seized Eve by the hair. He dragged her back toward the bed and pushed her down. "Stay." It was clearly a command, making good use of his baritone voice. He knew that Eve would want to enjoy the view as he undressed, so he stood two feet away, just out of reach, and slowly pulled his shirt over his head. Matt turned his hazel eyes back toward Eve to gauge her reaction to his hard muscles, and colorful tattoos. His dimpled grin never faltered as he slipped out of his jeans, underwear discarded along the way. He wasn't fully hard at the moment, but he was getting there just by looking at Eve with her mussed up hair and lustful gaze. He moved closer, eyes focused like a predator on his dinner. "Ready or not..."
August 19th, 2015 at 10:43am