Máister.” The tug along her thigh and ankle had her lifting her leg. As it increased she leaned with it, and soon found herself almost vertical with just her toes on her unrestrained leg brushing the ground.
“Good girl.” Caelan brushed his hand over her inner thigh. “Almost there. I’m going to lift your other leg. I want you to relax.”
“Yes, Máister. ” Her heart stopped for a brief second when his warm hand wrapped around her ankle. It resumed its normal beat and accelerated when his thumb brushed over her ankle bone. She relaxed as he guided it up and lashed it to another lead rope. Sub-space beckoned and she fell willingly into its embrace.
“So fucking beautiful.” His brogue was thick. “What level are you at, slave?”
She heard his command and was barely able to form the answer. “Green.” Her lack of title was telling she was sure, but as she floated along, she found she didn’t care.
The sharp whack of his palm on her ass sent her swaying and jerked her away from the peaceful place. Her body’s demands immediately swamped her. Her ass felt the heat of his palm, her clit was aching and she was primed to explode.
“What was that?” His voice now took the familiar hard tone of a Dominant intent on his slave’s total submission.
“Green, Máister. ”
“That’s right.” Then she felt the heat of his body between her legs. The rasp of a zipper had her gushing. Oh my God, he’s going to fuck me right here.
Then she felt slick cool feel of lubricant against her rosette. “ Máister?”
“Relax for me, grá .” The burn of anal plug as it forged its way inside, sent her spiraling higher. “So good, baby. That’s it take it for me.” With his hold on her thighs, he sent her slowly spinning until she felt the heat of his stomach against her shoulders.
“ Máister, please I’m going to…” A whimper caught in her throat as the pressure built when the plug began to vibrate.
“Shh.” He slid the blindfold off. “I want you to see this, grá.” Her eyes slowly focused on his tight features above her.
Using one hand to turn her head, he slid the other down her body. She drew in a sharp breath. “Come for me, Nisey.” With his fingers squeezing her clit and gazing directly into the man videotaping her, she screamed as her body obeyed and sexual bliss racked it. Her womb clenched as she gave him what he wanted.
“Damn it! That’s what I wanted. To see you gush.” His hands left her to tug at his pants. Before her orgasm even faded, she found his cock pressed against her mouth. “I need your mouth, baby. Let me in.” Caelan’s voice was hoarse. The thick length of him slid over her tongue and towards the back of her throat. Relaxing in his grip and knowing that he’d never hurt her, she let him guide her mouth up and down his shaft. The desire to please him was all consuming. Above her, the sounds of his pleasure were desperate. Their little display had obviously excited him as much as it had her. From a distance she heard wet slurping noises but was too focused on hard flesh in her mouth to care what the crowd was doing. As the flesh swelled inside her mouth, testing her limits, she sucked harder.
“Ah fuck, I’m gonna come.” His voice was tortured and he bucked hard against her mouth nearly choking her with his passion. “Take it, grá, swallow ever last drop.”
Closing her eyes she gave a happy moan and obeyed as his salty essence coated her taste buds …
“...you are now free to move about the cabin.” The stewardess’s voice cut through her daydreaming.
“ Damneigh , exactly what are you thinking about, grá?” Caelan’s hands unbuckled her belt. Her face heated and she pressed it against his chest as he pulled her onto his lap. Even as he arranged the blanket around her, she longed to say nothing but knew he’d never accept it. With her master honesty was the best
Larry Kramer, Reynolds Price