Western Night Series Collection (Mail-Order Brides)

by Rosie Harper

  Ricardo Alvez is strolling along the sidewalk before he suddenly stops and darts sideward into a low key Latino club; perfect! I swiftly make my way to the line and begin talking with a random male bystander. The poor guy thinks he’s struck gold and happily agrees to go into the club with me. At least coming in with somebody won’t arouse any suspicion. Upon entering I make my excuses to the hopeful guy and make my way towards the bar. The club is hot and steamy. Salsa music is blaring as people twist and turn around me shaking their hips and tapping their feet. It has been a while since I have been to one of these places. Dancing has always been important to me, which is precisely why I have kept myself in such good shape… that and my current job of international assassin-for-hire.

  I reach down towards my waist line to ensure my miniscule syringe of cyanide is still with me. I quickly scan the venue like a predator, and it isn’t long before I locate my prey. He is easily one of the better looking men in the club. Ricardo has taken off his jacket and is wearing a white shirt with the collar undone. He must keep in shape for his muscular physique can clearly be seen through the confines of his attire. It’s a shame I have to kill him, for he is actually quite attractive; tanned olive oil skin and slicked back hair. Making my way between the dancing couples towards the bar I wait for his eyes to catch mine before shooting him a smile. He returns it and edges towards me. In a Spanish accent he says, “Now what is a beautiful woman like you doing all alone?” He has deep Jade-like green eyes that seem to stare back at me, into my soul. I think I may actually enjoy this assignment! “My date apparently stood me up. Now I’m all by myself wondering whether I should stay or just go on home.” Ricardo holds out his hand, “Come at least join me for a dance whilst you think it over. You salsa?” He asks. I flick my hair back and gently place my hand into his, “okay.”

  It is not often that I get to practice my one true love of dancing and get paid for it! My previous contracts have usually involved waiting at diners or breaking into properties awaiting the return of my unfortunate subjects. Ricardo whisks me onto the dance floor in front of us among the numerous people. A new salsa track has started and the familiar trumpet and cow bell soon follow. As I expected, Ricardo smoothly takes control and leads my body as we instantly gel along to the beat. He gracefully twists me around and pulls me closer towards him, slightly squeezing my breasts against his chests as he does so. Putting his leg between mine, he holds me closer to him as we focus on the music; I smell his cologne and feel the feint ripples of sweat from our bodies within the heated dance floor. He turns me around and holds my firm buttocks to his groin area as we sway and shuffle.

  Even though there are at least two layers of clothing between us, albeit quite thin, I can feel the bulge of his manhood wedged between my buttocks. It feels incredibly thick and long as it sits comfortably on my mound. I begin to pool my panties, slightly overcome with the intense heat of the moment. His strong arms completely have me at his mercy as he lowers his head slightly, breathing down my neck. I feel his breath hit the smooth surface of my skin and travel downwards. We remain like this for around a minute, maybe longer. The track abruptly finishes and he spins me back around to face him. We make our way back to the bar and begin the usual bullshit conversation one engages in when meeting someone for the first time.

  I give him my cover story of being a freelance journalist in town covering the story of Columbus Day within the community. I pretend to not know anything about him and try and act like an impressionable woman. Although he doesn’t reveal a great deal about himself, he buys the act and after a few more hours of dancing I now find myself walking with him back to his penthouse. “You know for a billionaire you don’t seem to have much of an entourage.” He looks at me and smiles, “Should I have?” A doorman opens the door for us as we enter the Hilton. “Who are you?” I ask trying to sound as naive as possible. “I’m a businessman. Just like all the others around the world.” Upon entering his penthouse it is everything I imagined it to be; grand and luxurious. I sit down on his couch to which he offers me a drink. I see a tray with strawberries and cream and imagine it was ordered a while ago. I decline his offer of a beverage and lay back comfortably in the thick cushions of the sofa as he sits down beside me.

  My syringe is still in my panties and I quickly weigh up the option of jabbing him in the neck at this very moment. “You dance amazing. You know that?” He places a hand on my now exposed knee due to the split in my dress when sitting down. His hand feels strong and firm but also comforting at the same time. It slides up my leg to which I stop it by grabbing his wrist, “Uh-ah. You think I’m that easy?” The smell of his sweet subtle designer cologne hangs around us. I look up at his glistening hair; his soft lips and well-proportioned face. He speaks in that sexy Spanish accent, “No woman is easy. Especially one with huge inner power such as yourself.” He leans forward and presses his lips gently against mine. I open them slightly allowing his tongue to slip inside as we share an intimate kiss. My hand now relaxes allowing him to continue his journey all the way up my leg until he can go no further. I stretch out both legs allowing my heels to fall to the floor so that the bare soles of my feet are now exposed. I put my arms around him drawing his body closer to mine; that’s it. Right where I want him. Ricardo gently and slowly moves his lips down my smooth neck towards my two breasts. I lean my head back and revel in the sensation of his mouth working their way down over the two protruding black mounds.

  Like his dancing he gracefully moves over the firm surface caressing and nurturing my chest. With a firm hand he reaches below, between my now parted legs gently touching my vaginal area with his warm hand. “Oh yes,” I say whilst closing my eyes. Ricardo sticks his tongue in between my breasts, sliding it throughout the natural partition causing a tingling sensation. “Nice things are never easy,” he whispers to me. His hand remains stroking my now increasingly wet panties. The miniature syringe is located within the lining and to the side of my butt. To prevent discovery I keep his hand over my vagina, “stroke me some more.” The static from the fabric rubbing against his skin causes mini vibrations around the warm moist area. I can feel his hand creeping to the side; maybe he wants to stick his fingers around my panties to play with them? “I want to see you,” I tell him. It seems to work as Ricardo now stands up to which I reach for his zipper, pulling it all the way down and then reaching inside. It is easy to locate the warm, thick and nearly erect shaft of his penis and I pull it out from the opening.

  Ricardo’s manhood now dangles happily in front of me. It reminds me of a nice, thick long sausage and resembles one of those big leather dildos one can find in a sex shop. “Let’s get this penis hard now!” Touching it with my hand it feels smooth and upon pulling back his foreskin I find a nice plump shiny helmet. The urge to suck it grows within me as I continue to feel the vascular muscle. It is strong and will certainly stretch my rim. Throughout my life I have wanted a man who can screw me good and hard; fulfilling my innermost desires. Now, seeing this smooth brown penis stand up and thicken, makes me realize that this is one assignment I do not want to close out just yet. I part my legs and skillfully let the syringe drop to the floor without a sound before using my leg to subtly kick it under the nearby couch. My heart rarely races before a sexual encounter takes place, but with Ricardo’s pipe revealing itself, my adrenalin shoots through the roof. There is nothing I want more than to have his thick Latino meat sliding inside me at this point. I grip the thick juicy penis and squeeze as I bring my mouth to the protruding head. My thick voluptuous lips wrap around the circumference and I begin to suck hard, sliding the tasty shaft further into my mouth. I could suck his cock for hours as he looks down at me with those beaming green eyes that seem to penetrate me to the depths of my soul. With my other hand I begin to play with his testicles, gently twirling them in my fingers. He lifts up my black hair and removes his penis from my mouth. He tears my dress off with one swift swoop, revealing my breasts packed tightly within the confines of a black
bra. No longer able to contain myself I unclip it causing my two huge boobs to bounce freely in front of him. With his two strong arms he grabs me and turns me around before charging me over the armrest of the sofa.

  He pulls down my panties and before I can catch my breath I feel the extreme pressure of the thick protruding head smash through my ribbed vaginal rim and continue up inside me in one swift swoop. I let out a shriek and jump in response to my manly intruder who slides and strokes my vaginal walls all the way to my prostate. The smacking of my firm buttocks along with the squeaking of the couch legs are all that can be heard as Ricardo repeatedly thrusts himself deep inside. His prodding feels so comfortable, due to my continuous pooling as his meat keeps venturing outwards and inwards. I hear my voice now moaning and gasping at the assault on my senses; the euphoric sensation reaching every corner of my body as his steady tempo and firm thrusting brings me ever closer to a climax. I feel one of his big rough hands cup a breast and begin to squeeze whilst my nipple rests between two of his fingers.

  Ricardo’s long thick cock now reaches ever so deep as he firmly pushes himself up against my buttocks. My voice is hitting the ceiling; the smacking sound is hitting the ceiling; my senses are hitting the ceiling! I cannot control the continuous loud moaning and frantic gasping coming from my mouth. I want to hold him close and keep him inside me forever! I feel like telling him to screw me like no other, if I could only manage to speak, that is. The magnificent smooth cylinder that is his penis is going to make me climax any moment as it continues to slide happily through my rim. Ricardo begins to groan himself and I keep my feet locked as we cum in unison. My orgasm reaches the inner depths of my body; hitting every single nerve along the way out of my mouth as I give an almighty wail of pleasure and dig my nails into his back. We remain connected as he comfortably releases himself inside my warm body. We are both exhausted and sweating profusely as we lay there savoring the sexual lust and each other’s desire. I feel his semen running up the inside of the underneath of his penis and against the entrance to my vagina. He now releases me and I push myself onto the sofa before placing a finger by my wet, moist gaping hole; catching Ricardo’s semen leaking out of me. I need to kill this guy and yet I’ve just let him ravage me over the couch.

  I try to visualize where the syringe could be laying underneath me as Ricardo now takes off his clothes. A ripped muscular body is standing a few yards away; a Latino sex god that could be carved out of the finest stone and by the finest artist. His six-pack is stacked like bricks with his two pecs wide and firm. His penis is still standing rock hard even though he has just cum. My blood is boiling as he sits beside me. We share a passionate kiss with our tongues twirling around each other’s and I take a hold of his face feeling his prickly stubble. The fact I am his soon to be assassin and having his life firmly in my hands whilst he holds my mouth hostage turns me on. Ricardo breaks away from my lips, “I want you,” he exclaims. I laugh, “You already have me.” He shakes his head, “No I want you to completely submit to me. Your whole body; to be dominated.” Bondage? This is going to be my best contract yet; not only for the enjoyment and lustful pleasure of his god given manliness, but also for the evilness of it all. Ricardo has no idea this will be his last night alive on earth as we screw each other’s brains out. “I don’t think you can dominate me Mr. Alvez. Though many have tried…” Ricardo kisses me on the lips whilst I am in mid-sentence before staring deep into my eyes, “If you are not willing to submit to me, then we can just forget the whole thing.” No I don’t want to do that! Something within me does not want miss out on whatever Ricardo has planned, “I didn’t say I wasn’t interested… just that I may not submit so easily.” He smiles and walks into the bedroom, “Come when you feel you are ready.” Once he is fully out of view I look underneath the couch to find the silhouette from the syringe clearly still in the middle. Reaching under with my arm I pick it up and place it underneath one of the cushions before proceeding into the room. I will let him attempt to dominate me… after that we will go back into the living area where I will bring this night to a close and complete my assignment.

  Ricardo is swinging a velvet black blindfold in his hand and throws it over to me, “Place it over your eyes senora; and release your inner submissive.” The whole world now turns dark as the blindfold slides easily over the top half of my face. Now that I cannot see anything before me, my senses seem to have heightened. He takes my hand and walks me around the bed where I am laid down and swiftly turned onto my back. I feel both wrists secured to the nearest bed posts above me. The feeling of complete exposure and vulnerability gives me a cold rush. Each ankle is now attached preventing me from moving. Ricardo’s hands are now running up and down my legs; his rough hands are now rubbing me down; lavishing my smooth, black silky skin. For what can be best described as a tingling sensation that seems to electrify my senses, my breathing becomes more succinct and my heart rate increases. Adrenalin is beginning to flow through my veins as he moves up to my inner thigh. I let out a whimper of pleasure swaying my head from side to side; showing my immense pleasure to his hand movements. Now I feel his lips! The soft, warm comforting gentle kissing across my thighs and around my vagina. He now hovers over my gaping rim with his mouth and proceeds to suck on my moist hole; the entrance to my desire. What he did to me on the couch was nice, but this is amazing!

  He slowly and confidently works around my vaginal lips and licking the opening in between them. In the blackness I hear my voice moaning and groaning slightly with every lick and twirl of his tongue. I breathe in sharply as both his hands now stroke my inner thigh whilst he continues to attentively work on my vagina. I’m sure Ricardo must be tasting the seeping lubrication as I feel myself get more and more excited as he now works downwards to my anus; frantically licking both holes and the area between them. My moaning is now getting louder. I feel his finger venture inwards through my pink rim stroking my g-spot; causing a rushing sensation to shoot upwards throughout my body and out of my mouth. The ribbed sensitive surface is repeatedly brushed by his finger back and forth; back and forth. If I could, I would open my eyes as wide as possible for my helpless panting is now increasing as Ricardo continues his work. “Do you submit?” he asks. I want to answer but find it impossible due to the overwhelming sensation of euphoria buzzing around my body with every stroke and insertion. I pull on the secure straps as tight as I can wailing in pleasure and shaking my legs; expressing my complete and utter joy. Sure enough, I end up climaxing all over his finger whilst my body shakes within the confines of my bonds.

  Each moment that passes is enjoyed to the fullest as I lay there strapped down with my legs drawn apart, breathing heavily; my heart beating almost out of my chest as Ricardo now begins to smack the outside of my legs with what I can only imagine is a kinky mallet. The swift cracking impact of the mallet on my firm thighs causes me at first to flinch but then to enjoy the frightening sensation. “Do you submit? Do you give yourself completely to me? Will you release your inner submissive indefinitely?” The mallet strikes my thigh again. “Once you submit, you will receive me. I will provide for you your desire and lust.” The mallet strikes again only this time now on my inner thigh. The urge to have his juicy thick penis inside me again is too strong, but I cannot give in to his sexual prowess. Once I submit, it will surely jeopardize my mission for he may completely own me and I will be forever at his sexual beckoning. I hear the mallet drop to the floor and Ricardo roughly unties my bonds from my hands and ankles. I am now flipped over to my front and re-attached to each bedpost. “You leave me no choice…” are the words from my potential master.

  Duct tape is then placed over my mouth. I’ve never had this done to me before and it feels so sexy and evil! I feel his hands part my firm round buttocks as he spits on my ass. I have had anal before but never from such a well hung man. I anticipate what it is going to feel like as sure enough his tip begins to slowly but surely open up the tight rim. I feel it opening, stretching further and f
urther as Ricardo now slides into my anal passage. I now let out a muffled moan, strained through grinded teeth as the thickness of his helmet tightly pushes through the confines of my anal passage. His juicy manliness is a relentless sexual force on a quest further and further inside me. At first it chaffs slightly as I feel every bump on his thick shaft pass through me. He squeezes my firm round black buttocks hard when he reaches the depths of my soul. I feel him so deeply embedded as he completely fills every available space in my anus before sliding out slowly like a slithery snake. Now I can feel myself lubricating as the second insertion is much smoother with his thick cock happily gliding beyond my ribbed entrance. Ricardo takes better position on top of me and I am now sandwiched between him and the bed, “Master will give you your desire. Do you submit?” A muffled moan is my response as his shaft inches forwards again. This time he holds the position and I feel him near my prostate; his vibrating meat comfortably in my warm inner space. “Do you submit?” My god I feel myself cumming again. He’s going to make me cum. Those words he whispers in my ear turn me on so much! It is so fucking naughty! I am now fighting every urge to nod ferociously but am losing. “Do you submit signora?” I let out a moan as his penis slides back out before gently entering again. This time I can no longer hold back as the penis passes a particular spot causing me to groan deeply. I nod graciously. “Do you submit??” Master asks. I continue to nod frantically. He tears away the duct tape from my lips, “Do you submit??” he bellows. “Yes sir! I submit,” I cry out. His penis now begins to fuck my anus as he thrusts repeatedly back and forth, spreading my moist rim. The full length of his shaft disappearing all the way inside and twirling back out. I can feel his muscular athletic frame against my back; the bumps of his pecs and six-pack moving with me as we become one entity. Master holds onto my wrists and begins to kiss my neck in a gracious act whilst below he continues to mercilessly pound away at my anal opening. I feel his length so deep within me along with the vascular surface brushing between my sensitive walls. I feel a connection with Ricardo that I had not experienced before. One of pure lust. The extreme submission to complete domination by my master; his energy and sex filled desire to fuck me good. I cannot control the continuous loud moaning and frantic gasping coming out from my mouth. I want master to chain me up forever and to feed me lust on a daily basis. The magnificent smooth cylinder that is his penis is going to make me climax any moment as it continues to slide happily through my ass. I can now hear master himself groaning as my orgasm reaches the depths of my soul; hitting every single nerve along the way through my stomach and then to my chest; before shooting out of my wide open mouth as I give an almighty wail of pleasure and dig my nails into the straps holding me prisoner.