by Amber Heart
At that moment, I knew Roger was right. I had even pleaded with God that Roger wouldn't ask to come in, but still, here we were. My entire life, everything I believed in, everything, just unraveled in one day. Roger was right. I started to cry.
"Lily" Roger said softly, "Please don't cry".
I looked at him and exclaimed, "You’re right. You are fucking right. I lust after a God I hope exists, as if He is going to actually satisfy my longings the way you just did. "I want to be yours Roger. Completely yours."
Chapter Four
Master, I need You
Roger slept at my house and comforted me that night. He even prayed for God to reveal Himself to us if He were really there. Of course, God never showed. But Roger stayed by my side all night. That morning we got up, went to his coffee shop and talked. He kept telling me not to go, that he didn't want me to be alone. It was sweet.
Twenty four hours earlier, I was an unkissed virgin, and now, I was standing in Rogers living room, begging him to fuck me, again. His work day had ended and we decided to order a pizza at his house for dinner. But it wasn't pizza that I wanted. I wanted to taste his cock again.
"Roger" I said, "I don't want to wait for pizza, I want you to fuck me, now".
Roger laughed. He was obviously very entertained by my sudden need for sexual satisfaction. But, I couldn't help it. His cock felt so good inside of my pussy last night. And the control he exuded over me, I wanted more of it.
"Roger, have you tied other girls up before?" I asked him.
He laughed again. "Lily, why do you want to know about me and other girls?"
"Is that a yes?" I asked. I couldn't possibly have sounded giddier.
"Wait, are you asking me because it turns you on?" Roger asked me with a confused grin on his face. "You know" he started to speak before I could answer, "I'm starting to wonder whether or not you were really a virgin" he said.
"I really was, but I don't know, it's like I've been hiding from myself. I don't know. It's all very confusing to me." I didn't know quite how to reassure him that I hadn't lied to him. I really had been a virgin. It was as if these thoughts and feelings had always been there, but I just didn't know it. What I did know though, was that I very quickly, in one moments time realized I never wanted to be that girl again. I felt so alive now. I would never let anyone or anything stand in my way of that ever again.
"Lily, I know you really were, I guess, it's just shocking to me how many feelings and desires you had repressed. You really had no idea who you really were." Roger looked at me so compassionately as he spoke.
"So" I said, "are you going to tell me whether you have tied other girls up before? Maybe I can play with my pussy while you tell me". It was still weird to hear myself talk this way, but, I liked it, a lot.
"Lie down, spread your legs with your knees bent. I want you to keep your feet flat on the bed." After he gave me my instructions, Roger ran to the closet. When he came back he held two pairs of handcuffs, a whip, a rope, a feather, and masking tape in his hands. I smiled. I may have been nervous, but the thought of what Roger was going to do to me made my pussy wet instantly.
Roger began to tell me what he was going to do, when we heard a knock at the door. "Dammit, the pizza" Roger said. Now, I wasn't completely naked, but all I had on were panties and a bra, Roger had already handcuffed one hand to the bed, and his bedroom door was directly across from the front door. When he opened the door, the delivery guy could see everything! It's completely possible that seeing another man look at me while I was lying in bed like that may have turned me on, but, the man that was delivering the pizza was none other than Tom, the youth pastor at my church.
"Roger" I yelled, "shut the door!"
Roger looked back and realized that I was laying there for all to see, he smiled at me, looked back at Tom who was just staring at me, and before Roger could shut the door, Tom yelled, "Lily, are you okay?" I was mortified.
"Tom" I said, "just take the money and go. I will talk to you and Pastor Rick about this tomorrow". Surprisingly, that's exactly what he did.
"Oh my god Lily, why didn't you say you knew one of the delivery drivers?" Roger asked me.
I laughed so hard and said, "He must have just gotten that job. That's the youth pastor at our church” I continued to laugh. There's no going back now, I thought to myself. "But, Roger, I don't want to talk about Tom, I want you to get back to what you were doing" I said with a wicked smile.
Roger smiled back, "alright baby".
Right to work Roger went as he smiled. He left my right hand free, but cuffed the left hand, and then the left foot to the bed frame. Then, Roger took out the rope and said to me as he did the night before, "tell me to stop if I've gone too far” and kissed my lips. But this time, my response was, "never". Roger looked at me, smiled, shook his head and said, "You may be the one for me Lily, you just might be". He wrapped the rope around my right tit and then the left, forcing them to stand tall as he pulled tighter. My nipples hardened with excitement. Then, with the masking tape, Roger wrapped my neck while leaving a long piece for him to hold on to. I was so wet from the bondage itself that I was leaking on to the bed.
"I know why you left one hand free, but why one foot" I asked.
Roger smiled and said, "No more questions. I am your master now, you do what I say, do you hear me?"
"Yes master" I said
Roger began telling me about the other times he had tied girls up, "you wanted to know about other girls. Well, I have tied other girls up. Your master has tied many girls up. I like to take control of my pussy. Tasting pussy while women can't move, trusting me with their very life. When women are tied up, they can't stop me or rush me while I enjoy them, while I fuck them." As he talked, he stripped the rest of his clothes off. His dick was so big and so hard. He lay on top of me, stuck his dick in one time and climbed off.
"Master, I need you" I said
"I said no talking" Roger said as he slapped my cheek. "I wanted to get my dick wet with your pussy juices while I fuck my own hand. As I was saying. I remember the first time I ever tied a woman up. She was older than me, and wanted to try it. So, I tied her up with a rope I used for my trunk. I was more turned on than I'd ever been. I immediately turned into a more violent man, and she liked it. She would ask me to punch her in the back, slap her in the face, bite her hard, and fuck her until it hurt. I loved it. I have never found another woman who liked it as much or more than her, until I met you Lily".
I played with myself as Roger spoke, but I listened more than anything. His words were like air. I needed to hear them. Once he finished, I looked at him and said, "I want you to treat me the way you treated her. I want to be your whore Master".
Roger smiled a devious smile, continued to fuck his hand for a minute and then stood up. He stood in front of my face, grabbed the tape, and brought my head towards his dick, "I'm going to fuck your face now. But, I'm not going to hold back, I want you to choke on it."
Before I could respond, Roger shoved his cock deep into my mouth and throat. It tasted so good. He fucked my face hard, pulling even harder on the tape. As he face fucked me, he slapped me, hard, harder, and harder. I began to wiggle as I played with myself, and before I knew it, I was squirting all over the bed. Roger immediately let go of the tape and dropped to his knees as he shoved his face into my pussy.
"Fuck Lily, you're a squirter too?" He said as he continued to lap up all of the cum that had just flown from my cunt.
As Roger licked my pussy, I began to wiggle and shake and as I got ready to cum, Roger put his entire mouth around my clit and pussy hole, attempting to catch all of the juice that would spew from my pussy, if it happened again. It did. As my pussy exploded, Roger began to drink up, like my cum was water, catching as much as he could. Then, as if he just couldn't control himself, he lifted my free leg, shoved his cock into my pussy and began to fuck me harder than he did the night before. He grabbed the whip as he fucked me and began to smack me with it, abso
lutely anywhere he could reach me, and my pussy began to erupt again. Gushing with cum his cock was pushed out of my pussy.
Roger looked at me, slapped my tits hard, smiled at me and spread my ass cheeks. Half of me wanted to say no, but the other half of me couldn't, I wanted it. He slowly and very gently slid his cock into my ass as I moaned. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. My whole body was covered in goose bumps; I wanted more.
"Harder" I yelled
He stopped, slapped my face and said, "listen here you little slut. You are my whore, and I will fuck you as hard as I want, do you hear me?"
Instantly I came again, spraying the clear fluid all over his belly and chest. He continued to fuck me harder as he said, "I knew you'd like that. You really do want to be my whore. Mmmm, Lily, my little naughty slut. I'm going to fuck you every night, and every day. Your pussy belongs to me now".
Chapter Five
I Belong To Him
Roger was right, my pussy did belong to him. And after he fucked me that night, I made it clear to him, I wanted nothing less than to belong to him. I couldn't be the person I was before. But, I needed someone to worship in some way. So, Roger was that person. I worshipped him with my entire body, every night, and every day. Letting him fuck me, like I was a slut. But, I couldn't just make the decision and it only affect my life. My whole world was about to change, and there were people that I had to tell. Not because they deserved to know my private life, but because my life was so intertwined with theirs, and I didn't want them to worry.
The next day, I went to my church, alone. Roger said he would go, but I needed my Pastor and friends to know that I had made the decision on my own. So, I went. And as I approached the church. My pastor walked outside, with Tom.
"Hello Tom, Hello Pastor Rick. How are you guys today?" I asked nervously.
Tom just stood there. I never realized how snobby they looked before. I immediately knew that Tom had already told Pastor Rick about last night, and now I could understand what people were referring to when they said our pastor always seemed so condescending. I couldn't help but wonder if the reason I had never noticed, was that I too was just as bad. Just then, my thoughts were interrupted when I heard Pastor Rick say I was no longer a part of the worship team.
Before I could stop myself, I began to yell, "How dare you meet me outside, as if I were a criminal that you were afraid to let in. I am the same woman that was here two days ago. The same woman that lead this church into worship every Sunday for the past two years. The same woman who has listened to the both of you preach about love and forgiveness. Yet, you both walked out here without even asking me if I were okay or what happened. Well, that seals it. All these years, I have lived and acted more like a follower of Christ than any of you. I remained a virgin, I participated in every event, I have lead more people in this church to Christ than the two of you combined twice over. Yet you think, that just because I had sex, that you get to treat me like shit. I asked god on the way here, please, if you are real, let them show me grace. If you are real, make them want to love on me and tell me that it's okay. Well boys, thanks for showing me the truth. So, guess what, fuck you, and fuck god too. I have felt freer over the past couple of days than I ever have, and I will never be the person that I was, ever again.
They just stood there, mouths nearly hanging open. But, I was right, and I think they knew it. I was free, finally. And it felt so good. I had felt miserable for a long time, and I could never figure out why. But, now I know. I needed to be fucked, and I needed to be fucked hard. And, of course, I needed Roger. All that I really wanted now was to belong to him.
Perra In Ibiza
Billionaire BDSM Alpha Male Erotica
By Amber Heart
Perra In Ibiza
In Spain, locals use the word perra to describe girls like her. A woman of loose morals. A slut. A bitch.
The truth is that back home, she is a wholesome girl next door type. She is good to her boyfriend, never does anything too crazy. She had only ever been with him before she came here to Ibiza...
Shelby sat towards the back of the airplane. She had packed only one medium sized suitcase, along with her large tote style black leather purse. She rifled through her tote nervously, as she waited for the passengers to seat. She closed her eyes and thought of the last time she saw her boyfriend. She felt a flush come over her entire body as her fingers moved slowly along a package of condoms she had purchased earlier. As she continued to look for seemingly nothing in her purse, the condoms rose above her other belongings, to the top of the bag. She felt a man's hand on her shoulder, and looked up. He looked to be about 6 feet tall, with a shaved head and trimmed goatee. His short hair was a mix of dark reds with light browns, added to a touch of gray. His eyes were a light blue, with creases of wonderful memories to either side. He wore a black suit that looked very expensive. He was looking in her purse, too, before he turned his attention to her. She felt herself blush with excitement, as he excused himself past her and sat down two seats over. He turned again to look at her, this time meeting her eyes with a stare that seemed to last forever. They both smiled. Without a word, the well dressed businessman removed a pen and paper from his pocket. He wrote, then folded the paper and passed it to her. The note read, May I welcome you to Ibiza?.
Shelby's mind resisted at first, but she nodded at the man, took her purse, and got up into the aisle. She was almost the closest seat to the washroom, and the passengers were still settling. She entered the woman's washroom, but did not lock the door. It seemed to be only seconds afterwards that he had opened the door and was kissing her, hard. She did not know what to do, this was the wildest thing she had ever done. She did not know his name; they hadn't even said a word to one another…
His hands moved from her face to her breasts. He thumbed her areolas from outside of her thin blouse until they peaked with hardness. He started to unbutton her blouse, and she thought to herself, how can I be doing this? She looked at his beautiful face, and pressed her hands against his hard stomach. She lowered her hands, and began to gently draw imaginary lines towards his package, as he started to lick her now exposed nipples. She felt herself become wet with excitement as she discovered his enormous size. His hands moved to her pants, and he unbuttoned them with a single motion. Before she had time to think about what was happening, she felt his fingers push against her G-spot. She felt herself start to scream with pleasure, but was muffled by the fingers of his other hand. She bit down hard on his fingers, to resist making noise. The passengers were surely almost seated by now.
The businessman undid his own pants, and grabbed the condoms out of her purse. He must have done this before, he moved around with such charisma in that tiny airplane washroom, as he turned her around and pulled her pants down hard. She saw his face in the mirror behind her, eager to push his dick deep into her. He teased her first, rubbing the tip up against her clit. She panted quietly as she stared at him in the mirror. He was looking down at her ass, separating her tight buttocks to expose her pink vagina. He pushed himself in slowly. He knew his own size, and didn't want to hurt her...yet.
Shelby moaned with pleasure, as he finally fit himself deep into her. He kept his penis in deep, letting her get used to it, but started to slowly grind in a little deeper, a little deeper. Shelby took all of him, trying not to make noise, and although he did hurt her, she liked the pain. Her mysterious lover saw the pleasure in her pain, and began to fuck her harder, pulling his entire piece out and ramming it into her hard, over and over. She could feel her orgasm building. With a few final pumps, she finally let out a tiny yell, as she began to explode around his cock. As he felt his own excitement build, he pulled his dick out of her and ripped off the condom. She turned around and put his huge penis into her mouth, sucking hard and stroking the lower part of his shaft. He began to cum, and she licked it off the end of his penis happily. As she stood up, she rubbed his wet cock over her nipples, and then again back and forth along her clitoris. Thank
s, babe. She thought, but they did not say a word as they dressed and returned to their seat.
Shelby couldn't believe what she had just done. She felt so good about herself, and concentrated on the sore feeling she had in her pants. She had never been fucked in such a public place. Everything she had ever done had been so...... vanilla.
Shelby listened as the pilot announced the flight details, and watched the flight attendants give their safety speech. The desire to look over at the mysterious suited man was almost overwhelming, but she was able to resist. This was despite the burning feeling of him staring at her through his peripheral vision. The flight took off, and 8 hours later, Shelby found herself on her final flight to the island of Ibiza. Her handsome lover was nowhere to be seen on the second flight, and she felt some relief when she realized this, as she was beginning to feel her sexual excitement begin to increase. I can never do anything like that ever again. I got it out of my system...
Back home, Shelby worked several part time jobs. In her spare time, she mostly stayed home. Her boyfriend was kind to her, and together they made just enough to be comfortable. When they first started dating, he used to make love to her so sensually, for hours and hours. At the time, this was the best sex she had ever had. Now, he didn't even bother to hide his infidelities. She was always suspicious when he mentioned that she should be more adventurous...
Shelby discovered that her boyfriend was cheating on her just before booking her flight. She arrived home from work early, to hear what sounded like a woman being attacked. She slowly walked up the stairs and quietly peeked into her bedroom, to find her boyfriend with one of the most beautiful women she had ever seen. This woman had long, auburn hair that had curls that grazed the top of her buttocks as she rode his shaft, her breasts bouncing heavily up and down.. Shelby watched her boyfriend fuck this woman like he had never fucked Shelby. He was rough, and made faces and noises that she had never heard from him. Perhaps he thought that Shelby was too innocent...
