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she could until she was reduced to halfhearted yanks at the ropes and a keening whine
that told me she was desperate to be used. She kept trying to raise her hips, but the ropes
did not have enough slack to allow it. By then I was as desperate to use her as she was to
be used. She whimpered when she felt me climbing onto the bed with her, and
whimpered again as I straddled her. But when she felt me applying the lubricant gel to
her ass, she erupted in a last wild flurry of struggling that quickly wore her out. It was
easier for me to penetrate her anus this time, but not by much. She was still very tight
back there. She did not try to fight me as I slowly thrust up into her, but her head came up
and back as my cock slid deeper in and she moaned and moaned around the bit gag until I
worried that she would break her own neck. Once I was fully into her, I stayed still for a
while to let her& and me& get the full impression. She was tight and trembling and
whimpering again, but I had the distinct impression that she very much liked being taken
in this way. I knew just enough to realize that for some women this was the ultimate act
of submission, and Alison had begun calling me dear master after I had first done it to
her. I also knew that it gave me an incredible rush to fuck her this way, more even than
when I came in her mouth.
When I finally began pumping her, she began squirming and struggling again, but
not as forcefully as before. She began moaning in a hopeless tone, interrupted only when
I slammed my cock back deep into her, when she groaned or grunted. By now we were
both covered in our mingled sweat, and it wasn t easy for me to keep a grip on her body
anywhere. I kept plowing away, grunting and groaning myself and using her harder and
harder until I came. When she heard me groaning and groaning and felt my body jerking
against hers, Alison relaxed completely, turning her head to one side, her eyes closed, and
began making her crooning noise again. She sounded quite happy now, in spite of her
earlier struggles. I stayed where I was until I my shaking stopped and then ran a row of
kisses down her back as I slowly withdrew.
Now, as I looked at that achingly desirable body I had a sudden urge to call off my
plans and spend the rest of our time here locked up in my room with Alison. It was not an
easy urge to resist. If I did call off my plans she would be mine, and I would be her dear
master for a while longer, able to use her in any way that I wanted. But what I had said
to Augustin earlier was still true, and I had already decided. I went over to Alison, her
body glistening with the scented oil I had rubbed onto every square inch of her before I
had gone to speak with Augustin, and I gently wakened her.
Dear master, she smiled up at me, her eyes still drowsy. She had a smile that could
kindle a fire in a man just as readily as her expressionless stare could freeze and kill his
ardor. She reached up for me to pull me down for a kiss. I did not resist, nor did I resist
the opportunity to fondle her breast. Her flesh was warm from the sun, soft and silky as it
had always been, and slippery from the oil.
I have a proposition for you, I said as I finally ended the kiss and settled down next
to her. She turned onto her side, facing me. She was still smiling.
A proposition, dear master? she asked. Her eyes held a question. I took a deep
breath, and then plunged into unknown territory. As I explained what I wanted to do,
Alison s smile faded.
You re going to ruin it, she said once I had finished. She sat up, tucking her knees
up under her chin and wrapping her arms around her legs. Her pose kept me from seeing
anything of interest, even though she was still naked. Please don t ruin it.
I don t want to ruin anything, I protested. I just want& well, I just want to take
you out on a date, I suppose. I m infatuated with you, but I don t really know anything
about you. I just want to spend a day with you, off of this island, and maybe get to know
you a little better.
Why? she demanded. Isn t it enough for you to have me as your sex slave, to do
anything you want to me? Isn t it enough that you ve already had my mouth, my pussy
and my ass? It was hard to tell exactly what she was feeling then, because emotions kept
flickering across her face and in her eyes. I saw hurt, and anger, and confusion,
uncertainty and sadness, individually and blended together.
Is it enough for you? I countered.
Usually, she snapped. I come here to relax, to just cut loose. Why do you have to
complicate that for me? I saw her old defensive arrogance creeping back.
I m not saying that you have to do it, I replied. I m asking you to come with me,
not as master and slave but as a man and a woman just out for a day together. I don t
expect anything more than your company from you. I saw her wavering. Besides, I
went on, I really could use a break for a little while. You ve just about worn me out.
She smiled then, but it was gone in an instant.
Please, Alison, I finished.
You just want to go and get a cheeseburger? she frowned.
To start, yes, I answered. There s an American fast-food place in the town, and
there s a little amusement park not too far from there. I thought that maybe we could
spend some time there.
And where would we spend the night? she demanded.
There s a youth hostel in the town as well, I replied. Clean and cheap and they
have separate dorms for men and women. I told you, all I m asking you for is your
company.
And if I decide not to go with you?
Then I ll go myself. I still would like a greasy cheeseburger.
She looked away from me, her jaw set. Once or twice it looked as if she was going to
speak, but each time something stopped her. I wanted to reach out and touch her& I
always did& but I knew that doing so would push her right over the edge of whatever
precipice she was on. Finally, I stood up. She stayed where she was, looking up at me.
I m going for that cheeseburger tomorrow, I told her. Make up your mind if you
want to come along or not. I turned on my heel and started to go.
Wait! she called out. I stopped and turned back towards her. She was up on her
knees now, covering herself with her arms.
What? I demanded.
Do you really want me to decide right now? she asked.
Why put it off? I countered. It s not that difficult a thing to decide, is it?
She sank back onto her heels, still keeping herself covered. From the look in her eyes
I could tall that for her it was indeed that difficult.
How much time do you need? I asked her. Once more she hesitated. I made as if to
leave again.
Why are you doing this to me? she wailed.
What? I demanded. What am I doing to you? Asking you out on a date? Looking
for nothing more than your company for a day? How terrible a thing is that? I went back
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