by Maggie Ryan
"I love you, Lucy," Lucas said, and then pushed his hips forward. Lucy felt him enter her and then arched and gasped as his size forced her to stretch to accommodate his cock. Her mouth opened, and she whimpered as he pushed forward again. Lucas bit back his own moan, as well as he felt the resistance of her maidenhead. He bent to kiss her lips gently. "I'm sorry," he whispered as he pulled back and then thrust hard into her. Lucy's mouth opened wider in shock, and she uttered a sharp cry of pain as he took her virginity. Lucy went rigid beneath him, the promised pain more than she had expected. Lucas moaned as he moved further into her, well aware that she was no longer lifting her hips to him. He bent to take her mouth again, his tongue darting into her parted lips, reassuring her that the pain would soon pass. She slowly relaxed a bit and returned the kiss, though she felt pinned under his weight, her sex still burning with his penetration.
"The pain will pass," Lucas promised as he lifted his mouth from hers. She gave him a small nod, though a single tear slid from her eye and her bottom lip caught between her teeth. Lucas bent to kiss the tear away and then sat back a bit. "Keep your hands where they are," he instructed as he placed his own under her bottom and lifted her to him. She was unable to contain a small whimper as he moved her legs to drape over his elbows and pushed forward into her. She closed her eyes.
"Shh," he said softly. "Keep your eyes open and on me, Kitten," he instructed. She reluctantly opened her eyes, embarrassment flooding through her, as she saw her legs being held widely apart, her bottom lifted. When she realized she could see his cock halfway buried inside her body, she whimpered again. "Eyes on mine," he repeated. When her eyes found his, he gave her a reassuring smile. "You are now completely mine," he said as he began to slowly stroke in and out of her. Lucy felt completely claimed as he took her. She could see his jaw clenched as he restrained himself and realized he was being extremely gentle in taking what was rightfully his as her husband. She felt love fill her, and her body began to soften. As the tension left her, she realized the burning she felt was easing. Though she felt pressure and sensations of being uncomfortably full and stretched, she now felt something building inside her. She moaned and began to lift her arms.
"No," Lucas said, shaking his head. "Grab the rails, Lucy; keep your hands down." She moaned again but obeyed, gripping the rails above her head as he pushed fully into her depth."Ohhh ... ohhhh, Lucas," she moaned as he filled her. He withdrew, but thrust forward again and again. He smiled as she began to move her hips, matching his movements as if wishing to offer even more of herself to his possession.
"That's my good girl," Lucas said, bending forward to brush his lips across a pebbled nipple. She instantly moaned and arched her back as his tongue flicked the taut bud. She felt her stomach coil and her blood race as she spiraled up to something she had yet to discover.
"Ahhhh," she moaned, her head thrashing back and forth as he moved to lick and then suckle her other breast. She felt him begin to pound into her, his cock demanding she open completely as he thrust harder and faster into her body. Her eyes grew enormous as she was driven to the very brink.
"Lucas!" she screamed as her body exploded and began to twist and jerk with pleasure she had never imagined. Lucas groaned and almost screamed himself as her contractions gripped his cock like a vise. Though not yet completely seated, he felt his cock jerk as he erupted, his seed jetting deep into her womb. His own eyes closed as the utter bliss of claiming her filled him. After several moments, he was able to open his eyes, to see hers wide with wonder. Both were breathing hard, pulses racing as he moved to kiss her again. She welcomed his weight as she feared she would float away as the pleasure continue to shudder through her. Her mouth opened eagerly beneath his lips, her small tongue dancing with his own, unaware of the tears shining on her cheeks.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked, gently tracing a tear on her cheek.
She blushed but shook her head, the wonder still shining in her shimmering eyes. "May ... may I move my hands?" She asked.
He smiled, pleased she had asked permission, knowing it was another small step towards total submission. He nodded, and she immediately flung them around his neck. He kissed her again, her tears flowing, though she was smiling and then giggling as he nibbled her mouth, her neck, her ears and then kissed the tip of her nose. He felt his cock hardening within her and was soon gently stroking in and out of her for the second time. She moaned at the sensation, her nipples growing tighter as if begging to be suckled. Lucas removed her hands from his neck, and she again gripped the rails. His reward for her instant obedience was to lower his mouth to her aching breasts, laving them with his tongue until both were glistening, and then he began to suckle, drawing her entire nipple into his mouth. She arched, her hips lifting to match his strokes, her nipples beginning to burn with a deep pleasure mixed with pain as he began to place gentle nips against them.
"Oh," she moaned, her body attempting to twist away from him when he increased the pressure with his teeth. Lucas held her nipple between his teeth, even as he lifted his eyes and gave his head a gentle shake. Lucy froze as the movement caused her nipple to stretch between his teeth. He pushed hard into her, his body effectively pinning her to the bed. Lucy understood that he was warning her to be still, to submit to whatever he desired. She nodded her understanding and stilled beneath him, accepting his desire. She shuddered as he began to move again, reestablishing the rhythm they had found together. Lucas gave her another glance and then lowered his eyes, his teeth releasing her nipple only to move and take the other. Despite the slight discomfort, Lucy again begin feel the pressure building in her body, her blood seeming to slow its flow as she felt her stomach clench. Lucas was learning the signs of her pleasure and increased his movements.
He lifted his head. "Take your pleasure, Kitten, come hard for me," he ordered, and saw her face flush but ignored it as he again began to bite and suckle her nipples. She moaned at the small pain, feeling the pressure to release ease a bit. Lucas drew hard on her nipple and then bit down harder than before. Lucy stiffened slightly and then screamed even louder as she exploded with pleasure. Her contractions seemed to last forever as she bucked and writhed beneath her husband. Lucas did not release her nipple, simply allowed her own movements to add to her pain and pleasure. Lucy felt another wave of intense pleasure as he moved to her free breast and gave it the same attention as its twin.
"Ohhhhh, ahhhh," she moaned as she felt a huge contraction and came for the third time. Lucas buried himself deep within her and again filled her womb with his own cumulative. She was whimpering as he released her nipple and moaned with pleasure and gratitude when he gently licked her tender buds until she calmed. He pulled out of her, her legs slightly shaking as he removed them from his elbows before he gently laid them onto the bed. He saw the evidence of her virginity on the linens as well as on his cock. His heart swelled with love, as well as a feeling of immense pride that he had been the one to teach her what it meant to become a woman. Lucas moved to lay beside her, his cock now softening but still twitching. He smiled as he moved to take her hands from the rails, bringing both to his lips and kissing her palms. "That's my good girl," he praised her for her obedience. He knew he would choose to restrain her at times but was very proud of her at this moment. "I love you, Kitten," he said, moving to kiss her again. Lucy returned the kiss, her entire body heavy and yet relaxed as it had never been before.
"I love you, Lucas," she said and ran her own fingers across his cheek. Lucas discovered he enjoyed hearing his Christian name on her lips when she was in the throes of passion.
"You may only address me as Lucas when you are naked beneath me, taking your pleasure as my wife," he said as he stroked her face. "Out of this bed, you shall remember your role as my special little one and address me properly." Lucy slowly nodded her understanding. His eyes reminded her of his rule of voicing her answers.
"Yes, Sir," she said softly, and he gave her another quick kiss. He cradled her in his arms, her cheek pr
essed to his chest, the soft pillows of her breasts flattening as he held her close. He felt her shiver and reached down to draw the covers over them. Lucy sighed in contentment as the warmth soon drew her into sleep.
Lucas remained awake, his hand playing with strands of her hair as he replayed the lovemaking in his mind. When he felt his cock hardening beneath his wife's small body, he gently moved her to lie again on her back, his kisses awakening her slowly. He gently spread her legs wide, once more draping them over his arms. Lucy's eyes widened as he lowered himself into position. She moaned as he slid into her, her body already prepared by simply being held by her husband. Lucas made slow, deliberate love to her, taking her to the pinnacle and then holding still until she was straining with the desire to take her pleasure.
"Please ... please," she begged, not realizing that Eleanor's earlier words were being proven true. Lucas barely moved within her, as she attempted to force him to move against her. "Please ... may ... may I..." she moaned as she felt a need she was sure would truly consume her soul if left unanswered.
Lucas bent to whisper into her ear. "I so love hearing you beg for your pleasure, Kitten," he said, and she moaned as he thrust hard and fast into her. "Come for me," he ordered and lifted her hips higher, plunging deeper into her body until she was again screaming with her release as it slammed through her. He sought his own as he emptied into her and then bent to kiss her again. "I love making you purr." The sound she made almost sounded as if she were indeed purring, her pleasure still consuming her as he gathered her once more to his side. He settled her against him, his cock pressed against her bottom as he wrapped an arm around her waist. His hand cupped her breasts, his fingers playing with the tiny gold charm. "Rest now, Kitten," Lucas ordered, pulling the covers over her. Lucy found the order easy to obey, her body sated, her mind full of new sensations and memories. She was almost instantly asleep, her body held securely by her husband's arms, her heart held by his own.
Chapter 8
Lucy was awakened the next morning to find her husband once again straddling her small body. She moaned as she felt his fingers moving between her legs, her sex instantly wet, her nipples puckering as he sought one with his mouth. She soon found her hands guided to the rails and understood it was a position he would always require. She awakened further and realized the sun was streaming through the windows, the room no longer dark or concealing. She blushed as she saw her husband smile at her after he kissed both of her breasts. Lucy watched as he allowed his eyes to roam over every inch of her body and flushed hotter when they rested between her legs, watching his own fingers move slowly in and out of her.
Lucas adored the color as it covered every inch of her pale skin. When he heard her whimper, his eyes moved to find hers closed. "Open your eyes, Lucy," he said softly. It took several minutes before he saw her eyelids barely open. "Look at me, Kitten," he ordered. "I will have you watch as I teach you more.
"Her face turned scarlet, her eyes wanting so desperately to close against the knowledge that she was so completely visible to him.
"Look at my hand," he said as he pushed a finger as deeply as possible into her. Her body arched at the sensation, her eyes obeying. She was both shocked at seeing what he was doing in broad daylight as well as growing wetter as he removed his finger only to add another before pushing both back into her. She moaned, her body jerking a bit.
"Sore?" he asked, easing his thrusts when he felt her jerk again and heard a small whimper. He saw her nod the tiniest bit and removed one finger from her. She seemed to ease a bit until his thumb found her clitoris already erect and beginning to swell. He pressed his thumb to it, and she gasped, her hips lifting, her hands shaking as she pulled against the rails. Lucas smiled, seeing her legs move a bit further apart on their own. He began to circle the small bud with his thumb, ignoring his swelling cock as he sought to teach her pleasure. His free hand reached up to gently stroke her breasts, her nipples blooming under the gentle strokes of his thumb as he barely allowed his skin to touch hers. Lucy moaned at the sensation, suddenly finding herself wishing he would pinch them, or, she thought, take them into his mouth, between his teeth. Lucas felt her arousal as another gush of her cream soaked his finger, buried inside her. He increased his attention to her clit, and she was soon rocking her hips up and down attempting to find as much sensation as she could.
"I'm going to make you spend for me, little one, and you are going to watch," Lucas said once more sliding his second finger into her now heavily lubricated pussy. "You are going to come hard while my fingers are buried in your pussy," he said, his words causing her to whimper at both the intense shame she felt and the knowledge that coming for him was what her body desperately wanted to do. "Are you ready to watch yourself come for me, Kitten?" he asked, his thumb pressing hard against her clit and then moving to flick across its swollen surface as his fingers turned inside her, finding the slightly rough spot just inside her pussy. He scraped his fingertips across her sensitive spot and felt her tense under his fingers. "Answer me," he said softly as his fingers stilled. She immediately writhed, her body demanding release, though her head was shaking.
"I ... I can't ... can't watch," she said, her face flaming at the suggestion. "Please ... oh...”
"Yes, you can, little one," he said as he felt her body pushing towards him as if begging for his fingers to move. "Look at my hand, Lucy," he instructed. "See what is going to give you pleasure." She felt her eyes drawn again to where he had his hand. He began to slowly move his fingers as she kept her eyes, hugely open and wide, glued to his every movement.
"That's my good girl," he said, scraping her sensitive spot again with his fingertips. She shuddered and then he felt her begin to contract as her pleasure spiraled. "Are you ready to watch yourself come?" he said, slowing his fingers until they barely moved.
Lucy no longer thought about being embarrassed; she only fought to reach the pinnacle of the pleasure he demanded her body give him as she watched herself being so pleasured. She bucked her hips. "Yes!" she screamed, "Yes ... oh, God, please ... I...”
"Then come," he said, his fingers busy again. Lucy arched, her head thrown back, her legs splaying themselves wide as her body was rocked into orgasm. Lucas forced her through another the moment her first had eased. Lucy's hands released the rails, fluttering in the air as she exploded for the second time from nothing but a hand on her breast, playing gently with her nipples and fingers in her pussy. Lucas removed his fingers, which glistened from being held tight within her as she contracted. He smiled as he moved into position, taking her legs and pushing them back towards her chest. Lucy gasped as she felt her body being moved and opened her eyes. She saw him kneeling up between her legs, his cock straining as it sought her entrance.
"Hands," he said, "Eyes on me." The moment she again found the rails, her eyes locked onto his, he pushed forward and plunged fully into her with one thrust. Lucy's scream rent the air around them as she was filled so immediately and so completely. The sound was soon repeated as she was driven to her third culmination as he kept her legs wide and pushed back, her bottom lifted off the mattress, her breasts bobbing as he took her extremely hard. She was writhing and whimpering, her body aching with sensation as he filled her with his seed.
"Eyes," he said, knowing she would often have to be reminded of his requirements until they became ingrained in her from the countless times she would be required to fulfill them. Lucy managed to drag her eyes open and met his. He smiled, seeing her blush, as her eyes drifted down the slightest bit to see him holding her legs wide apart, his cock still buried within her body. "Yes, little one, watch as I pleasure you with my cock," he said, pushing hard into her. "It won't always be just my fingers or my cock deep inside you." He heard her moan as he stroked in and out of her but saw she kept her eyes on his cock that again hardened as he moved into her. "I love taking you in the morning with the sun falling across your body, Lucy," he said, reminding her of her questions of the day before. "I will t
ake you anytime I desire and in any position. You will obey me and watch when I instruct you to do so. I will teach you so very many things, and you, my love, will learn to take your pleasure only when you are allowed, and treasure the gift." She nodded, still flushed, but understanding that only he would dictate when, where and even how he would use her body to take his pleasure. She also understood that only he would dictate if she were to be allowed her own and found herself praying that he would always allow her come for him as it was something she would never seem to get enough of. He came within moments of her culmination, her body rocking against him as she accepted the gift he offered.
"That's my good girl," he said as he withdrew from her, noticing that her eyes lifted to his as if embarrassed to see what had been inside her. He smiled, knowing she would soon become quite accustomed to seeing his cock in all its many stages. He stepped off the bed and then reached for her hand. Lucy allowed him to help her from the bed, flushing when she saw her virgin blood staining the sheets.
"Come," Lucas said gently leading her away from the sight. He led her into the small room that was his water closet. Lucy saw drifts of steam rising from the copper tub and realized that someone had come into his bedchamber to fill it, and she had been totally unaware of their presence. Her skin flushed as she wondered what they might have seen. Did they see her gown tossed on the floor next to his clothing? Did they see her naked form as she lay with her husband? Did they see the evidence of his taking of her on the sheets beneath their bodies?
Lucas sensed her unease. "Don't fret, Kitten," he said as he helped her into the tub. "Your screams of pleasure have certainly echoed about the house. Bed sheets are not necessary as proof of your claiming; they only prove your innocence.
