Western Night Series Collection (Mail-Order Brides)

by Rosie Harper

  The ripped dress has now fallen to the floor. His skin is hot and sizzling as I manage to place both of my hands underneath his tight shirt and begin to feel his stacked six-pack. He takes a better grip of my arms again and turns me around. Ricardo kneels down near my ass and begins to lustfully feel his way up my slender legs, rolling his hands over my firm calf muscles all the way up to the sensitive area of my inner thigh. I revel in the sensation of his big strong hands conquering my body as one of them begins to caress my vaginal area. My two round buttocks are an inch from his face as he separates them with both hands and begins to lick from the bottom up with long strokes using his tongue; paying careful attention when passing my clit and anus using a swirling motion. I can hear my own voice gasping as Ricardo’s tongue now enters my vagina. Both legs feel that they are about to buckle as they begin to shake with each swirl of his tongue. Ricardo begins to playfully bite my two firm buttocks, allowing him to guide his way around with ease. Everywhere and anywhere I feel him as he feverously tries to cover every inch of my skin. It’s surprising what comes out of my mouth, “You like this?” I say, faintly. He sucks and licks around my rims a few more moments before standing up. Ricardo lifts up his tight shirt exposing his muscular haven, and then proceeds to pull down his tight jeans together with his underwear. Now in front of me is a throbbing hard, thick and stout, erecting penis that promises to take no prisoners. I stand in front of him completely naked with my hair hanging over both shoulders. Ricardo pulls his belt free from his trousers and places it through the loop to have a make shift strap. “Do you wish to submit?” He says boldly. I nod to which the strap is placed over my head and around my neck before being fastened securely. Using the slack offered by the rest of the belt he walks me back over to the sofa, where awaits the can of whipped cream and bowl of strawberries.

  I kneel down as he sprays the can all over his lower body; the stacked six-pack; his pulsating penis along with the testicles. Ricardo opens his legs and commands me to, “lick him clean.” This is a totally new experience for me and all thoughts of loosening his tongue or gaining any information have now completely disappeared. I look at the glossed cream coating and gladly place my head between his legs. My smooth wet tongue digs deep between the crevice of his shaft and pelvis; licking the full length of his thick juicy pipe before holding a twirling motion at the tip. The cream tastes sweet and is cold against his warm skin as I continue to twist and turn in circular motions around the smooth head of his penis; licking every dollop of the white cream free. I can feel the tight leather of the belt’s circumference around my neck as my Latino master closes his eyes savoring my work. I work downwards to his balls, taking a partial mouthful of the excess skin; sucking gently like one would to a ripe piece of fruit before proceeding to his other testicle, only this time using my tongue to massage the delicate object in my mouth. Ricardo’s Spanish eyes are looking down at me with deep with desire and a lustful fire. He grabs his penis and holds it up to my voluptuous lips still covered in pink lip gloss. I slowly part them until they can part no further and with a wide open mouth I move my head forward until a good half of his thick rippling snake is half way inside. Slowly, and with pure willingness I close my warm, moist mouth around it causing Ricardo to let out a groan of pleasure. We stare deep into each other’s eyes as he instructs me to suck to which I begin to draw long and hard as if it were a thick cigar. Ricardo gently places his hand around the back of my head and gently pushes me towards him. My mouth is stuffed as the feeling of his penis sliding between my two glossy lips feels so sexy and only continues to get me wet. I squint both eyes as the helmet reaches the back of my throat and threatens to completely block it off causing me to gag as he holds it there for a few seconds before withdrawing again. His grabs a handful of my blonde hair and pulls slightly on it causing me some tingling pain. With a gentle upwards pull of the dog collar I stand up to which he now places me frontwards over his lap.

  My two firm white buttocks are happily on display and completely exposed to whatever he desires to do with them. I get a tickling feeling as he starts to caress the surface of my ass and lower back; stroking my skin with the gentle touch of a seasoned mariachi. He lets his middle finger slide downwards towards the vaginal area over the prickly pubic hairs that surround my warm moist domain. Locating my clit he begins to twirl and prod around the lips parting them like a flower petal. A faint and desirable moan is let out by myself in response to his attentive movement now infiltrating my tightly lubricated rim. I begin to speak in my own native Swedish tongue, expressing the joy of my master’s movements. He begins to curiously explore the slippery surface of my pooling vaginal wall. His finger cross over the clit and g-spot area causing my breathing to quicken and become more intense. I feel his teeth begin to nibble on my buttocks and sucking on a particular area he likes. The sound of the spray can is heard as I feel the cream being shot down from my ass to my vagina. His warm wet tongue gets to work and in one long drawn swoop he licks all of the cream up around my anus. The collar is pulled and I am now made to stand up and walk over to the hanging leather straps.

  Ricardo raises the collar over my mouth to which I open it allowing the belt to tighten between both lips. With a few ratchet seals my arms are tied above my head. Next he parts both my legs and attaches the straps around the ankles. I may have underestimated Ricardo Alvez as I am now suspended and completely parted. “You will need training.” he says. I look down at his big juicy penis throbbing with anticipation as he lowers himself to my pelvic area. He places his smooth helmet at the entrance of my vagina and then grabs my waist with those two big rough hands. I stare into his eyes and let out a sharp moan as I feel the intense pressure of him relentlessly and mercilessly moving deeper and deeper into me. I pull on the leather straps as he repeats his actions without hesitation, sliding and gliding through my moist welcoming hole. I look at the sweat reflecting on the different muscles in front of me as his waist glides back and forth injecting pure sensation through my body. My moaning is succinct and reaches the high ceiling of the room. All notion of time is forgotten as I receive, receive and receive. He withdraws completely and now he firmly inserts the full length of his penis at swift irregular intervals. The quick movement and shift of pressure in my vagina causes ripples throughout my body.

  My master then breaks away and moves over to the far wall, taking the single tail whip in his hand. It is like a long thin brown leather snake curling at the behest of its master. I have heard various people raving about being whipped in the past, but had never really been too keen on the idea. However, Ricardo seems like he can master the object with ease as he confidently cracks it against the nearby wall with a piercing impact. I look down at the implement as Ricardo slowly approaches me. His deep eyes have the fire of the devil flaming inside. My complete vulnerability and naivety helps me discover what I never thought really existed; being completely at the mercy of a sexy, ripped, successful billionaire, holding me hostage evokes freedom from any burden of responsibility. The whip explodes with the speed of a lightning bolt shot straight from the heavens landing on my inner thigh with a savage yet sensual impact. I shriek and the adrenaline kicks in as he lashes out again, this time with a slightly sharper connection. A cold sharp rush causes me to shriek to which Ricardo repeats the action across my chins albeit a softer impact. He now holds out the savage tail in front of him; letting it hang and dangle as he brushes it over my inner thighs and my hanging breasts. “Release your inner submissive. Release it. Face what you are.” I remain completely strapped apart, he calmly places his hand over my vagina allowing it to hover there momentarily. It is only a centimeter or so from the gaping hole as I feel the brushing of my hairs against his skin. I experience sensual vibrations as my inner submissive is evoked for the first time in my life almost at the point of climaxing. With a single touch that can only be described as divine, he calmly places his finger on my clit causing me to breathe in sharply and tug on the leather straps with all my might.
My wide open eyes have a look of despair as I begin to shake and now groan with joy pooling my vaginal fluid over his bare hand. “Estas muy bien, estas muy bien” were Ricardo’s remarks at my euphoric display of willing. For good measure he inserts his thick sausage a single time all the way inside me before withdrawing. I’m yearning for his Latino semen at this point, wanting him to cum too. I have since lost track of any purpose and cannot remember if Ricardo will have missed the meeting or not. He didn’t seem like he was going anywhere at this point as he swiftly releases me from my bonds; cutting the leather straps around my feet and ankles.

  I’m trying to recover from my deep, sensual climax as he now marches me a few paces to a pair of iron horizontal bars. It is located on the floor and the space between the bars can be adjusted with two sets of shackles at each end; I’m guessing for my wrists and ankles. With his macho strength he easily holds me over the contraption and successfully set the two bars in position in order to shackle me in a doggy style pose. Upon the locks being tightened through vices, my inner submissive instinctively says, “I’m yours.” I feel so sexy saying this and the dirty thought of me being a slave girl held by a dominant tyrant begins to get me excited. Ricardo doesn’t reply as he spreads my legs apart and secures my ankles to the lower bar. When the last vice is locked in I am now completely chained and bent over in a doggy style position.

  The iron shackles are thick and clang as I test the strength of my new bonds. Ricardo smacks me on the ass with a flat hand causing me to let out a pleasurable moan. “It is no use struggling. You are firmly secured. You know that you cannot move!” Hearing these words of complete and total dominance almost makes me cum for a second time. My vaginal and anal area is completely exposed and open to penetration. He separates my buttocks and I feel my pubic hairs fluttering in the open air. Without wasting any time he is now penetrating me from behind causing me to giggle with glee, feeling every ribbed bump on his penis stretching me tightly around his thick shaft. My arms jerk at the shackles holding me in place, accompanied with a pleasurable moan as my master continues to repeatedly thrust inward. The clanging sound can be heard and I look to my right and see our silhouettes amongst the sunlight on the far wall both merged and connected, swaying in the same motion. God it looks sexy as hell; my moaning; the shadow of my hanging hair; his muscular outline. His pelvis continues to smack into my bouncing ass as he keeps thrusting his Latino manliness between my ribbed walls, going all the way in and electrifying my senses. “Try not to cum,” is Ricardo’s next command as I feel his veined penis twisting and slurping back and forth like earth moving equipment. I’m trying my hardest, but can feel the growing urge to cum become ever stronger as I try everything in my power to take my mind off of having another orgasm. Immediately to my frustration, he slides his penis out of me and begins to spit onto my asshole. I scream in anger as an amazing orgasm has eluded me when I was so close to latching on to the experience.

  My arms are still tense and I can see the reddening of my wrists against the firm iron shackles. I feel the feeling of his shiny helmet moving around the entrance to my anus; caressing the grooved surface like a curious explorer. A few short moments pass before my newfound friend becomes impatient and begins to push through my natural barrier, sliding into my anal passage. “Te gusta? You like what I’m doing for you?” Ricardo asks. With my complete acceptance of submission, I now reply in a strained voice, “Yes sir.” An incredible and tight feeling makes me aware that the full width of his head must be sliding in by now, causing me to groan deeply. He seems to have all the power and strength in the world; like he could decide my fate at any moment, but at the same time being my keeper; allowing me to experience his inner fire and lustful desire; the object of his lust; the slave for his desire. To serve his every wish and fulfill any sexual yearn he may have. My body was my gift for him to use as he pleased. How lucky I am to have a master who uses me the way he should. My eyes and mouth are now wide open with the container violently jerking forward. I am now groaning uncontrollably as he continues his relentless onslaught up my anus, thrusting repeatedly and quickly until I can no longer feel my entire body. My dominant master now climaxes as with one almighty thrust he exhales a deep long grunt. He remains inside my ass and I can feel the pressure of his penis jerking and shooting his juices deep within me. His body is pressed against mine as he drains every last drop of himself. I can feel the semen running up the inside of the underneath of his penis against the moist gaping entrance to my ass. The sound of my knees repeatedly hitting the wooden panels of the container can be heard as euphoria shoots from my feet, through my chest and out my mouth. The same sensation I feel is akin to jumping into a cool swimming pool on an incredibly hot day…

  The shackles are removed and I make my way over to the leather couch. Ricardo picks up my dress, “I will have a new one brought here immediately.” I laugh and look at him standing there like a perfectly sculptured statue, “Do you want me to leave?” He looks at me and flashes the Hollywood smile, “Of course not, you can stay here as long as you want.” I retract my legs allowing him to sit next to me. He says with a serious expression, “Look, you could help me out with this thing that is going on. Call the factory owners and persuade them to drop Almanec. They will listen to you.” I gather my hair and pull it over one shoulder, “They will come again you know that. Obviously with a new representative.” Ricardo nods and continues to fix his green eyes on me. “Will you do this?” What a crazy idea, I think to myself. It would mean instantly being out of a job, but since my recent submission, there is really nothing I can say or do to refuse the new order of things. He is now my master; I am his sex slave. The submission was complete. Now I have to save Ricardo a small fortune in what is essentially industrial espionage, and if he is pleased, I may get to have another go on those bars!

  THE END

  WHY HE Competes

  Interracial Lust within the World of Espionage

  Ricardo Alvez is quite possibly, the greatest paradox going. A playboy; the ego-sensitive CEO of a multi-national textiles company, inherited from his late father. A helpless slave to his senses and desires. You will bear witness to the lustful side of domination and submission; both being used as a business tool as Ricardo attempts to neutralize any threats to his late-father’s empire. The bank account he now possesses is as big as my hilltop villa, located near the border of Venezuela, with plenty of land to indulge himself in, as his second favorite pastime is of riding horses. The billionaire’s lifestyle is as luxurious and fun as everyone imagines it to be with private G5 jets and lavish yachts. Having money does make one happy, and Ricardo surely knows how lucky he is. The ripped muscular body of an alpha-male coupled with the good looks of a movie star just adds to his desirability. Oh, and his favorite past time? Full blown, dominating and sinful sex.

  I am Mia Samson; an assassin for hire from the Ivory Coast, sent by United States Senator, Robert McCormack. My objective is to track down and eliminate: one Ricardo Alvez. My initial research into my subject proves that he is quiet elusive when it comes to being in the public eye. Born in Colombia and raised in New Hampshire, he is now the wealthy owner of a multi-billion dollar textile corporation. He fell afoul of the senator when he embarrassed him in front of the US Senate after exposing a corruption ring within Colombia that seemed to lead right back to him. I don’t get involved in politics and could care less why my subject must be eliminated. The job pays extremely well and seems simple enough; it should prove easy for an ex-military sharpshooter such as myself. This time though, no firearms will be used. Even though Ricardo keeps a low profile, it is New York where I will be taking him out. He has too many friends in Colombia to attempt the job there so this is really my only open window of opportunity. The latest intelligence informs me that Ricardo is spending the weekend in New York in his penthouse at the Hilton hotel. Rumors are going around that he loves women and dancing. I will use my figure to lure the billionaire right into my trap. Arriving in the US onl
y yesterday, I am still suffering from jetlag. However, I do not have the luxury of time as Ricardo has been known to spontaneously jet back and forth between Colombia and several other countries at short notice; it has to be now, it has to be tonight. He has left his abode and is now making his way on foot, down Broadway. I follow; in a tight black dress that splits down the middle and one that shows off my voluptuous double D breasts. My black shiny hair is hanging loose over my shoulders. I have always used the benefits of my good looks and body to my advantage. Few men have been able to resist me, and even fewer have been granted the pleasure. As for one Ricardo Alvez, I’m led to believe he has a particular weakness for ebony women… let’s see how long he can resist my African figure tonight!