by Jason Luke
She lay limp and exhausted, and he used her for his pleasure, driving himself deep inside her with his arms braced either side of her shoulders to support his weight, gazing into her eyes. Gabriele felt like some sacred sacrifice. She was offering herself to her god; giving her body for his pleasure, and it filled her with a heartfelt sense of sanctity.
“Yes,” she murmured as Joshua drove his cock faster and faster into her. Each thrust stretched her, but she welcomed the sensation for it re-stoked the fire of her own desire to be used this way. “Yes!” she urged him on in timid whispers, wanting him to fuck her hard and make her his own forever.
Joshua’s face was frowned in concentration. Gabriele’s pussy was like a tight fist around his cock, squeezing and coaxing intense sensations from every single lunge. His body felt bathed in a sheen of glistening sweat. His breath rasped from his lungs like a bellows.
He sensed the exact moment that his orgasm was triggered; the moment that it ceased to be sex and became something deeper and profound. It was when Gabriele reached a loving hand up to his face and caressed his cheek. He didn’t see it – his eyes were closed. But he felt her touch and when his eyes flew open, he stared down and saw the love and the wanting in her eyes. It was an expression of supreme tenderness and satisfaction. It tipped Joshua over the edge.
His orgasm started as a flash of sharp seizing muscles and then bloomed like some impossibly bright fire, burning in his balls and along the length of his cock. He felt his arms buckle and his vision blur. His heart pounded against the cage of his ribs. He felt himself straining, and then his cock seemed to swell to twice its thickness. It could not last.
Joshua clenched himself one last time and then let himself go. He loosed the leash on his restraint, and the orgasm ran rampant through his body, erupting in a white-hot pulse of energy that seemed to be drawn from reserves that he didn’t know he had. It drained him completely of everything that was his essence, and left him gasping and reeling.
They lay entwined and exhausted for long minutes. Gabriele was still on her back with Joshua lying collapsed beside her. Now his hand roamed lightly up and down Gabriele’s body, and she shuddered involuntarily as his fingers found sensual places that she hadn’t known existed.
“We have until sunrise,” Joshua murmured, “so if you want to sleep for an hour…”
While he had been talking, his fingers had dipped between Gabriele’s spread thighs once more. She was overflowing with their warm juices.
“I’m not tired,” Gabriele whispered. She felt tender and softly, deeply bruised, but it was a wonderfully feminine feeling that felt like a badge of honor. She had satisfied Joshua, and the realization filled her with liberating pride. “And I want more of what we just did,” she demurred in a throaty voice.
Joshua leaned over her and kissed Gabriele tenderly, then with growing desire. Gabriele gasped around his lips. One of Joshua’s hands cupped her chin to hold her mouth still for him to plunder with fresh kisses.
“Very well,” he smiled sexily. “But you should be warned – tomorrow morning you will start your advanced training… and it’s going to be a very, very long day.”
“I’m ready,” Gabriele murmured, knowing in her heart that it was true. “Ready for anything and everything you ask of me, Master.”
