1. What a Slut Needs, Ch. 4


    Date: 11/7/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: jack795, Rating: 0, Source: LushStories

    looks up at him with wanton eyes. "That's it" he encourages, "be s-s-slutty about it." Once the long string reaches her tongue, she's rewarded with another belt snap to her pooched up ass. "Thank you, Sir." "Now lick around the ridge of the head." Complying with care, she slithers her wet pink over the ridge like she's licking an ice cream cone, imagines working her needy clit on it in the same way. The head swells to her tongue as another bead appears, and the cycle repeats. Her arousal escalates, her clit aches. How she's waited for this. Wished it. Dreamed it. She is serving him like the Gorean whore she longs to be. "Beware," warns her inner whore, "and prepare. You may not get what you're hoping for." Releasing her ponytail, he directs her to turn around. Dutifully, she backs up on all fours, executes an about-face. All while his greedy eyes take in the jiggling mass of her magnificent bottom. "What do we have here?" he toys while tugging out on the butt-plug. "This must be the business end of an ass-whore." "Oh, Master, how may I serve you?" she enthuses from her haze. "By obeying," he says flatly. Then steadily pulls the plug all the way out, but slowly and carefully to preserve the gape. "S-s-s-s, that is so-o-o perfect," he hisses admiringly. "It is all for you, my Master." Then it's his cockhead rubbing in circles around the rim, his precum slicking her anus. "Ooh, Master...I...I..." she stammers as her arousal gets the better of her. It's then that he takes ...
    complete control. "And what about that throbbing whore-sized clit. Shall I work my cockhead on that too." "Oh yes, Master... please." He gives it a teasing wiggle, works the swollen ridge back and forth over her aching clit until she shudders. Then pulls away momentarily, only to thump it forcefully with his heavy head. "Slap, slap," it goes, the stings are divine. Her arousal attains new heights. If he would only use his crop, what a heaven that would be. "Or shall I just fuck that open ass," he teases cruelly. Her lips quiver with anticipation. "Oh yes, Master, please use me in whatever way you wish." Grabbing a hunk of one ass cheek, he pulls it to the side. "Push back," he instructs. She pushes and squeaks as she captures the well-lubed head with her anus, slowly devours it, then as it slips deeper and deeper, she savors the thick shaft working between her fleshy ass cheeks. "Ride it, ass-whore," he growls. "I want to see all that flesh heave and gyrate." First she pumps her hips fast, "Oh Master...oh Sir...", then slows while she tantalizingly jiggles her jello, then speeds up again, r ides the shaft cowgirl style. "That's it," he coaches. Finding her rhythm, she slides her perfect bunghole over the full length of his beastly cock...in and out...in and out...her ass-flesh bobbling. "Give him all of it," her inner whore urges. "He's worth all you have to give." Rising slightly off the chair, he squats flat-footed over her, his stiff manhood now lodged deep within her. It's time ...