Entire SMUT CATALOG: Volume 2

by Kimberly Gray

“What is it? I've felt it too...that you've been hiding something,” Alice said.

  “Please, come with me,” Craig said, standing up and offering his hand to Alice. The two walked downstairs into a cabin with tinted windows on two of the four walls.

  The room was spacious and well designed. A large king-sized bed was covered with viscose velvet. Although the lights were off, a hundred candles illuminated the room. Craig walked up to Alice and began to kiss her emphatically. Their lips pressed firmly together. Alice opened her mouth slightly to let their tongues meet.

  His fingers brushed against her neck then made their way to her back and began to slowly unzip her dress. Alice's body shook to Craig's touch.

  She took in a gasp, breathing in Craig's natural scent and expensive cologne.

  Alice's malachite-toned dress fell to the floor in a crumpled pile around her ankles. He wrapped his arms around her hour-glass waist and pushed her closer to the bed, forcing her to take a step back and completely out and away from her dress. Alice was not wearing any panties.

  “Do you trust me?” asked Craig.

  “Yes, of course dear,” Alice replied, looking deep into his eyes.

  “Do you trust me?” repeated Craig.

  “With all of my life,” Alice said, hoping her second answer would please him.

  A grin grew across Craig's face. He playfully pushed her backwards and onto the bed. Alice giggled at this sudden surprise.

  She felt like she was living in a dream world that, six months prior, she knew nothing about.

  Craig climbed on top of her, kissing her deeply and holding her wrists firmly to the bed and above her head with one of his hands.

  Without a moment's pause, Craig used his free hand to unclasp Alice's front-latched halter-top bra. His lips immediately moved to her neck where he kissed, licked and sucked on her sensitive skin. Alice let slip several soft moans.

  She didn't know why, but she always loved when Craig took charge; and felt like she was in heaven when he would kiss her on her neck, one of her favorite places to be kissed.

  Craig's hot tongue explored Alice's sweet-tasting skin, first on her neck then her collar bone followed by her chest and finally her breasts. Alice's body was writhing and twisting to Craig's every kiss.

  She closed her eyes and found herself in a world of pleasure she never wanted to leave.

  Craig dropped to his knees at the foot of the bed. His arms pushed Alice's legs apart, then lifted her knees up so the soles of her feet were flat on the bed top. He began to kiss around her navel; teasingly moving lower.

  His warm hands were exploring her every curve with the tip of his fingers tracing circles around Alice's now-erect nipples.

  Alice gasped with surprise to the sensation of Craig's hot, wet tongue touching the hood of her clit. The surprise sent a bolt of pleasure from her toes to her scalp. The hot swirls, zig zags and nonsensical ecstasy from Craig's tongue felt like a warm summer breeze fanning over her vulva. Her breaths grew ever more shallow; each exhale letting out an increasingly louder moan of rhapsody.

  Without stopping, Craig reached under the bed and pulled out a small leather-bound box. Opening it he took out three lengths of ribbon.

  His tongue continued to taste the sweet saccharine secretions of Alice's pussy. Her hips were now softly bucking up and down, trying to get more and more of Craig's tongue deep inside her.

  Craig reached up and held one of her hands, pulling it toward him until her wrist was against her own ankle. He quickly tied her wrist and ankle firmly together with a secure knot that was not easily broken. Alice hardly noticed this maneuver as her focus was totally and completely on the curves and twists of Craig's tongue. He repeated the same process with her other hand and ankle until both her wrists were tied to their respective legs.

  Craig stood up and admired his handy work. Several seconds later, Alice regained her breath and stopped humping the air. She opened her eyes and looked up at Craig.

  “What? Why'd you stop? Hehe, why are my hands tied?” Alice asked.

  “Now begins the test, Alice. I want you to trust me,” said Craig in a serious tone.

  With the third length of ribbon in his hand, he leaned over Alice and blind-folded her.

  Alice couldn't see a thing, especially in the dimly-illuminated room. Her feet were bound tightly to her wrists leaving her naked and helpless.

  She listened intently as she made out the sounds of what sounded like Craig walking over to an exterior sliding door. He opened the door and ushered someone else into the room.

  Alice's heart began to race. Was someone else in the room with them? Could this other person see her now, breasts exposed and wrists tied?

  “Craig?!” Alice cried out.

  Craig did not reply. Instead, Alice heard Craig ask the mysterious person “Did you bring the video camera?” to which a husky male voice replied “Of course, boss, here you go.”

  Alice began to squirm and sit up. Only now did she realize how tight her constraints had been tied, and how precarious of a position she found herself in.

  “It's okay, Alice,” Craig said to Alice from across the room. Hearing Craig's voice calmed Alice a bit.

  “What's going on? Who's here?” Alice asked with a tone of desperation.

  “This is my friend, Alice. You've met him before, but I will not tell you who, exactly, he is. He's going to fuck you now, and you'll never know his identity. This way when you're talking with my friends in the future you'll never know if the man you're talking with has been inside you or not. This is your first test, Alice. Try to relax and enjoy it,” Craig said, firmly but with a hint of softness in his voice.

  “But...but Craig!” protested Alice.

  “Shhhhh...” said the man as he crawled on top of her.

  The sounds of Craig setting up a tripod and turning on the video camera could be heard as the man of mystery began to unceremoniously fondle Alice's breasts and crudely pinch and twist her nipples.

  Alice winced in pain, only to be silenced by a kiss from the man. While still on top of her, the man began to disrobe and play with himself until his cock grew long and hard.

  “Oh...okay, Craig. I'll do this–for you!” Alice said as she grew more and more anxious about what the future held for her.

  The man ran the head of his cock up and down the lips of Alice's pussy.

  Although she knew this man was not Craig, her body could not tell the difference. Her face grew flushed at the thought of being fucked by another man while Craig filmed everything in digitally-enhanced, high-definition video.

  The man began to kiss her neck as his cock entered her. Her guard began to melt as the man's tongue and lips worked their magic on her favorite place to be kissed–her neck.

  The man was about the same length as Craig but with a much wider girth. Alice bit her lower lip hard as the man forced all of himself into her. The feeling was incredible. Alice's tied hands clenched into fists, her bosoms heaved skyward and her hips began to buck instinctively. As the man fucked her slowly, Alice found herself moaning like a whore.

  Although the blindfold prevented her from seeing anything, she could feel the unblinking stare of the camera capturing the scene at 60 frames a second. Knowing she had no control over the moment, and that the video of her could end up anywhere, only made her more horny.

  She wrapped her legs around the man's waist as best she could. His rhythm grew in tempo as he began to fuck her harder. The man grunted like an enraged animal.

  “Oh god!” cried Alice “This feels so fucking amazing!”

  The man's lips had found their way to her nipples where he softly nibbled on her sensitive skin. Sporadically he would bite them with immense pressure; sending a jolt of pain to mix with the waves of euphoria she felt splashing over her body.

  The man began smacking her tits hard and talking dirty to her.

  “You're a real whore, huh? Oh yeah, I can tell. You like that don't you whore? You liked being fucked by a perfect strang
er! Say it! Say you're a whore!”

  Alice's thoughts were awash in a concerto of euphoria, intoxication from the champaign and confusion of how much she was enjoying this sudden turn of events.

  “Oh my god! I am! I am! I'm such a whore right now...I can't believe this! I'm such a slut!” Alice found herself saying in between labored moans.

  The moment felt out-of-body; as if a new, repressed side of herself had taken control of her words. She couldn't believe what she was hearing herself say. She couldn't believe what was happening.

  The man pulled out of her dripping pussy and flipped her over onto her knees. He lined his cock up with her tight ass and began forcing himself inside. Alice roared with rapture and astonishment.

  Her bound hands assured her that the only thing she was capable of doing was to moan into the bedsheets with her ass in the air.

  The man began to quicken his pace; his long cock pushed all the way in her until his balls were slapping against her clit. She had never had anal sex, but was instantly in love with the sensations it gave her.

  The man of mystery leaned forward and grabbed a clump of her shoulder-length brunette hair and pulled her head back. With his free hand, the man began to smack Alice's ass; alternating between cheeks.

  Alice's wails of lust grew louder as they filled the room. Craig brought the camera closer, capturing the expression on her face. Again and again the man pounded away at Alice's virgin asshole. She could feel her body boiling over with gratification. Her panting grew shallower and shallower until she began to hyperventilate. The room started to spin for Alice before she passed out.

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  The next morning Alice awoke to the sun beaming through a small circular porthole on the starboard side of the yacht. The yacht was once again docked in the harbor it had left the night before.

  Alice was still undressed but carefully covered with a blanket. Her bounds had been untied and her blindfold removed. The video camera and tripod were nowhere to be seen.

  Craig walked into the room with a silver tray with a porcelain plate on top filled to the edges with scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, buttered toast, assorted fruit, a small bowl of oatmeal and a cup of orange juice on the side.

  Seeing Craig, Alice smiled and began to sit up. She immediately felt the soreness all over her body, most of all her anus.

  “Ugh, I feel like I've been swimming in an Olympic pool for hours...I'm so exhausted from last night!” exclaimed Alice.

  Craig set the tray of food on a nightstand that was adjacent to the bed then gave Alice a deep, loving kiss.

  “Last night was incredible. You were incredible, Alice,” Craig said.

  “Yeah...it was! I don't know what came over me; I've never said such dirty things before. But what was that about? You didn't tell me any of that was going to happen!” Alice said with a tone of agitation.

  “I had to see what type of woman you truly are, Alice. I have to know whether or not you'd be a good fit for what I must show you tonight. You did wonderfully. I can tell that you are the one I want–a real chimera in bed.” Craig explained.

  Still confused by Craig's enigmatic behavior, but trying to better understand his wants, Alice smiled and leaned in to kiss him.

  Craig wrapped his warm arms around her shoulders and kissed her passionately in return. He leaned forward, pushing Alice into the bed and onto her back. He climbed on top of her and unzipped his slacks to pull out his engorged cock. Alice immediately spread her legs apart. The couples lips never parted.

  Alice began to unbutton Craig's dress shirt then wrapped her arms around his brawny chest and arms.

  Her long nails playfully scrapped down his back, sending a sharp but exhilarating feeling of pain across his body. Her nails left deep red claw marks on his skin.

  Craig's lips moved from Alice's mouth to her forehead, then her cheeks, followed by his hot tongue sensually exploring her ear. She could hear Craig's dull moans whispering in her ear as she reached down and grabbed his enormous cock and began stroking it just the way he liked.

  Craig's fingers had found their way to Alice's pussy. He began to flick and press against her clit and labia. He pressed and massaged in small counter-clockwise swirls. Alice began swaying her hips left to right with the same timing as Craig's hand motions.

  Craig embraced Alice then rolled over onto his back with her on top of him. His fingers continued to press and swirl on her pussy, but this time spreading the lips of her vagina. Alice leaned down and kissed Craig's chest. She lifted herself up and onto his strong cock, trying to fit all of him in.

  Craig's finger tips were exploring every curve and crevasse of Alice's body; probing her every secret.

  Both Alice and Craig began to moan as Alice's hips bucked forward and back, riding his large dick deep inside her.

  “Oohhh Craig!” Alice managed to say as she felt his cock grow in size while impaling her.

  Craig's hands were pulling and twisting Alice's nipples. Alice's lips and tongue were leaving lipstick marks all over Craig's chest.

  He began to buck his hips up the same moment Alice thrust hers forwards. This motion lifted Alice off the bed a quarter of a foot each time which sent a percussive jolt of pleasure throughout each of their bodies. Alice could feel her G-spot being rubbed against by his cock with each fuck. Neither wanted to stop–most of all Alice. The more sensations she felt, the more flushed her pussy grew which only increased the sensitivity. She felt like a dog in heat; with a singular thought in mind.

  Craig grabbed her wrists and held them firmly to the small of her back. Her voluptuous breasts pressed into his chest as their lips and tongues met. Craig was hungry for Alice. He began to power fuck her with all of his might. Alice's moans turned into screams of hysteria. The waves of pleasure Alice felt from Craig's manhood grew to levels she never knew possible.

  “I'm cumming! I'm cumming” cried Alice as she felt her body tensing up to the inevitable climax. But Craig silenced her by pulling her head down and forcing her to kiss him longer.

  Alice's every thought and perception was focused squarely on Craig and the pleasure he brought her. Her body began to shake uncontrollably as the two of them entered nirvana simultaneously.

  ***************

  After breakfast, Craig and Alice showered together and got dressed. Alice applied a dash of makeup while Craig took some business calls.

  Alice was all smiles as the two of them explored the town, browsed the various shops of Monte Carlo, and shared lunch together. The two of them made plans to meet later that night, then parted ways for the afternoon.

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  Alice entered her flat and stood with her back pressed against the door. What was the last 24 hours all about? What was she getting herself into with Craig? Most of all, what were these new-found feelings she had for him? Alice's thoughts began to ponder what Craig had in store for her tonight. She smiled with excitement.

  Alice completed various errands around her town house then took a nap. Later that evening she awoke to the sound of a doorbell ring. Answering the door, Alice discovered a small parcel, a red vase full of roses and a note. She opened the envelop of the note which read:

  “9 p.m. – No underwear”

  Inside the parcel Alice discovered a long, red evening dress.

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  Exactly at the time mentioned on the note, the doorbell rang. Alice was ready. She opened the door and was surprised to see Ben, Craig's driver, and not Craig, standing there. Ben handed her a red rose and another note: “Waiting for you”.

  Ben guided her to the car. Inside the car, lying on her seat, was a tyrian-purple masquerade mask with gold trim and black accents around the edges. Ben nodded approvingly. Alice got in the car and put the mask on.

  They drove for about an hour into the countryside before Ben stopped the car in front of a castle. A huge African butler greeted Alice at the door.

  “May I take your rose, please?” the burly man asked. Alice
obliged after which the butler opened the door and guided her inside.

  She walked past the entry room and into a large ballroom. Alice immediately stopped to take in the sights. A huge hall with vaulted ceilings, chandeliers and stained-glass windows housed hundreds of people. Men and women from all facets of high society were dressed up and wearing masquerade masks. Some ladies were completely naked while others had beautiful evening dresses on. Each man was dressed in a tuxedo with one notable exception: a hole had been tailored to allow for their genitals to hang out of their pants freely.

  Alice was aghast at the scene all around her. Her eyes couldn't help but examine the men's cocks, some cut while others were natural.

  “Still not a reliable way to recognize someone” Alice thought to herself, wondering how she would ever find Craig. In the same moment Alice felt a warm embrace envelop her from behind.

  She turned around to find a man reminiscent of Craig wearing a gold and black mask with a depiction of pegasi and harps along the brow of the mask. His cock was hanging out of his tuxedo pants.

  “Welcome, my love,” he stated confidently before kissing the back of her hand. “You look stunning tonight!”

  He turned her over like in a waltz dance, letting the bottom of her dress twirl outwards from the spin.

  “Let me show you around,” Craig said, taking her hand in his.

  They walked together deeper into the hall. Several couples were dancing to live orchestral music being played on top of a stage.

  Hors d'oeuvres were being offered by waiters carrying silver platters. The waiters were wearing nothing but a bowtie.

  Craig and Alice passed several baccarat and roulette tables, as well.

  “Welcome to the 'Érotique Ministerium', a fraternity or sorority of sorts, that has been around for 24 generations. It originated in India, and is believed to have been started by Vātsyāyana himself. When the British empire occupied India, the royal family got wind of it and, well, it spread across Europe. Entirely clandestine, of course...this is a secret society, you see. What happens within these walls can never leave here, you understand? This is a solemn secret whose name must never be uttered.” Craig explained.