Seducing the Regency Dom

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Authors: Raven McAllan
Tags: Erótica, Historical, Literature & Fiction, BDSM, Romantic Erotica
possessed, Susanna let her teeth graze the skin, as she tasted
him. It rippled under her ministrations.
    "Good Lord, Xiao Māo , you have the knack. If you don't
wish me to fill your mouth, you stop now." The warning was clear. "This
once I'll give you the choice."
    Why should she stop? Susanna perceived she had the
upper hand. This time was for him. She hoped another time would be for her. With
one hand she tugged his pantaloons down a further inch or so to expose the two
tight balls of flesh either side of his cock. As an experiment she rolled one
between her thumb and forefinger and she swirled her tongue over the tip of his
cock. Then she pulled him hard into her mouth once more. His prick hardened as
she nipped and soothed and he held her head in place. That tight clasp, so she
couldn't move back was an inkling of how life could be. She loved it. Her legs
were damp as her juices trickled over them.
    "That's it, my perfect lady. I am, argh, sweet Xiao Māo , tis no…now." He groaned the words as his cock
swelled and filled her mouth with the results of her ministrations. Susanna
didn't even have time to think. She swallowed each and every drop of the thick
salty cum, until his cock grew limp. Only then did he release his grip on her
hair and allow her to lift her head.
    "Ah…" He stopped and Susanna watched as he
moistened his lips with his tongue. "Perfect."
    Applause echoed around the theatre once more, and
Susanna stifled a giggle.
    "Do you think that's for me?"
    "We'd better hope not, but it should be. That
was exquisite. You are a perfect pupil. Shall I return the favor? Oh I think
so." He didn't give Susanna time to answer. "Lift your skirts to your
waist, sit on the chair and hold onto the arms. Tuck your ankles around the
legs. No one can see you there except me. This is for us alone. Do you think
you'll need a gag?"
    Susanna blinked. "Why would I, oh…" She
felt her body heat, and knew once more color must stain her skin. "Er,
perhaps." She knew only too often how she frequently stuffed the coverlet
in her mouth to stop her sighs and gasps alerting the household to her
activities. "In fact, yes. But what?"
    "Sit."
    I'm not a dog. However, in spite of
her inclination to say wuff-wuff ,
Susanna sat as Tony had directed.
    He tucked her gown tightly around her waist and
smiled at her. "I think this time you should watch." He stroked her
from her waist downward, slowly ruffling the curls of her quim, before letting
one finger touch her nub and caress the opening to her channel.
    "These should go. I have a desire to see your
pretty cunt in all its naked glory. If we continue, I will be delighted to be
your barber."
    She moaned. Those words along with that slight touch,
had created so much cream, and when he put his fingers to his mouth and sucked,
a fresh gush dripped onto her leg.
    "Definitely a gag. I wonder how loud I
can make you scream? " He paused. "Later."
    She stared as he lifted the serviette from the trolley
the waiter had left, and rolled it into a ball.
    "Open." She opened her mouth and he
carefully put the soft linen inside. "All right?" he asked softly.
"Nod if you are happy."
    Susanna nodded. Happy was perhaps not the right
word. Excited, apprehensive, quivering, all fitted the bill. Her skin tingled
with the thoughts of what he may be about to do. Susanna was book wise but
experience poor, and eager to learn first hand how different a climax was by
someone else's ministrations. She clasped her hands onto the arms of her chair,
and tucked her legs carefully round the bottom of the chair. The wood was warm
over her silk stockings, and the contrast between that and her bare quim was
more erotic than Susanna thought possible. She remembered his words. He would
like her cunt truly bare and he would be her barber? Oh, my. Yes, please…
    Tony stared at her for a long minute. Then he opened
her right hand to place his snuffbox in it. "If at anytime you're not
happy, drop my snuff box. As you can't speak, we

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