So approvingly, I nodded.
“Go ahead, Minnie. What is it? Speak up, sweetheart.” I stood back, giving her space.
Her fingers moved up the front of her jumpsuit, taking hold of the zipper at the very top.
My dick jerked.
But then reality intruded.
They didn’t have pockets on these jumpsuits, so likely she’d stashed the gift somewhere inside. It was the only way.
But then Minnie took my breath away, time literally standing still.
Holy fuck.
Kill me now.
Because in one swift motion, the girl pulled the zipper down, the fabric dropping away to reveal that lush, nude body. Aw fuck. There was no lingerie. No bra, no panties. Just Minnie, creamy and gorgeous, huge and luscious.
Holy shit!
What nasty ho comes to a therapy session buck naked?
What slutty whore bares herself within two minutes of stepping inside?
My cock was already hard, but it became fucking Kryptonite at the sight of my best girl.
“Thorn, I need you.”
She moaned as one hand ran down to her pussy before pulling her fingers back up her stomach, leaving glistening wet trails. Oh fuck. The female was sopping wet. “I need you so bad,” the girl almost cried.
Her big tits swung as she stepped toward me. My mouth watered to taste them. Her skin glowed creamy and luscious, beckoning to a starving man.
And Minnie upped the ante then. Like I mentioned before, she’s a slut. A virgin slut, but a slut all the same. Because two fingers slid down to her slit then, and she pulled her nether lips apart, showing me those gleaming insides.
Holy shit, they were cascading with juice, glistening and ripe.
“Please Master,” she mewled, begging with her eyes, stiff clit tight in the air. “Please Master, now.”
And who was I to say no? Pushing the jumpsuit the rest of the way off, I ran my hand over her pussy, stroking the wet, pulsing folds. She moaned again, eyes drifting shut, juicing hotly into my palm.
“You do need me, sweetheart. And it’s coming, don’t worry.”
Fuck, she was beautiful but of course, I was gonna get my fill too.
Picking the female up, I carried her to the bed in back. That’s how fucked up this was. We were in my personal cabin, with the king-size right there in the open. But it was too late. This was happening now, and not even a nuclear disaster was gonna stop this train.
“Oh Thorn,” she mewled helplessly into the side of my neck. “Oh god, yes.”
“Sweetheart,” I rasped, placing her gently onto the coverlet. “Will you be scared if I use restraints? Is that too much?”
Fuck, I never ask my subs what they want. They do what I command, full stop, no argument.
But with Minnie it was different. I wanted her to feel okay with everything, even as I wanted to give her the world.
And my best girl nodded.
“Yes, Master,” she whispered, big green eyes as large as pools. “Tie me up, make me feel good.”
My eyes gleamed and in two strides, I was over at the wooden toy chest. But when I pulled out the restraints, Minnie gasped. Because we weren’t talking about scarves or silken ties. We were talking about heavy leather restraints with clanking steel locks.
“What?” she cried out, sitting up halfway on the bed, those creamy curves jiggling. “What are those?”
I held them up, my voice smooth.
“Relax sweetheart. It’s not gonna hurt. But yeah, you’re gonna be tied down with no way to get away.”
And in an instant, it was done. I chained her arms and legs to the four poster, that beautiful form spread out and luscious. Aw fuck. This was too good to be true.
Because Minnie was absolutely perfect. Those giant tits heaved, humongous white mountains with pink crests at the tip. That slit gleamed wetly between her legs, untouched and pure. And unable to stop myself, I leaned forwards, pressing a kiss to her most private place.
“Ah!” she cried out, jerking up, arms and legs struggling against the stiff leather. “Oh oh oh!”
A chuckle came from deep in my chest.
“That’s right sweetheart,” was my rasp. “I’m going to kiss you wherever I want and that means right here,” I said, dropping another kiss on her clit before niggling it with my tongue.
“Oh!” she screamed again, that sweet nub almost leaping into my mouth. “Oh!”
And it was on then. I laved her nub, alternately licking and sucking. But that wasn’t it. I pulled apart those heavenly folds, looking deep inside, the ruby red of her pussy glistening wetly. Oh shit, it was so beautiful. But there was something else on the menu too.
And sure enough, there it was. The evidence of her virginity. Her hymen winked from within, pure and untouched, innocence incarnate.
“Baby,” I rasped. “I have to feel.”
And with that, my tongue slipped up that slick vaginal channel. It was fucking awesome. Hot cunt walls pulsed around the muscle, the girl creaming even more, female ambrosia gushing down my throat.
And sure enough, my tongue flicked against the delicate tissue.
“Oh god, Thorn!” the brunette cried out, eyes closed, body reflexively pulling at her restraints. “Please Master more!”
But we were in for a good one. Because the best thing about restraints is that she was at my whim. If I wanted to go to town until Minnie spasmed like a queen, then that’s what was going to happen.
So I licked repeatedly at that hymen, tasting her snatch while alternately pressing kisses to her clit.
“So beautiful,” was my throaty rasp before slipping my tongue into her slippery channel again. “So beautiful.”
“Unnnnh, Master!” Minnie screamed, big boobies bobbling as I tongue-fucked her tasty snatch. “Oh god!”
“Let go baby,” I directed. “Let that sweet body go.”
And on my command, it happened. Minnie jerked once, eyes flying open, and then her cunt snapped. Those juicing wet walls clamped down hard on my mouth, seizing again and again as tremors electrified every cell.
“Ohhhh!” she screamed. “Oh oh oh!”
And shit, but cream literally poured down my throat then. If I thought she’d had a lot before, then there was at least triple that now. I gulped and swallowed again and again, drinking the precious nectar leaking from her cunt. Because shit. Fresh, creamy cunt juice from an eighteen year old tastes fucking good, and I was gonna get as much as possible.
But the timing was right. Sure, good guys will give their girls a break. Good guys will let their females recover before shoving a giant cock into a tight, teen twat.
But who said I was good?
Who said I was merciful?
I’m a ruthless Dom and have been my entire life.
So as Minnie jerked and spasmed, soaring into space, I reared onto my knees, big body shaking with need. In a flash, that dick appeared, huge and monstrous.
Minnie saw for sure. As she writhed, her eyes took in my giant shaft, purple and leaking wetly from the tip.
“Oh!” was all she could manage as another spasm wracked that beautiful pussy. “Oh oh!”
But did that stop me? Naw, I didn’t care that she was in the throes of ecstasy. Because this was just gonna amp it up and make her feel even better. Like an asshole, I pointed my dick right at that opening, rubbing her clit with my fat glans.
“Sweetheart,” came my throaty rasp. “This is the best time to get it. When you’re loose and warm like this, still pulsing with goodness.”
Because yeah, fresh cunt needs to be primed, and I’d just done the job. So leaning forwards, I began the penetration.
“Thorn!” she cried out, eyes wide. “Oh god, Thorn!”
But there was no stopping the assault. That teen cunt had been in my dreams too long. I’d watched it pulse and wink, hell even sucked it, running my tongue up inside. And it was time for my dick to get its share.
“Sweetheart,” rasped hoarsely again. “Rel
ax. You’re gonna be fine. I’m big, but you can stretch. You’re young, honey, trust me it’s possible.”
She squealed again even as those pussy lips began to spread.
“You’re too big!” the female managed this time. “Oh god! It’s too big!”
“Naw, baby,” I rasped, panting hard, insistently inching my fuckrod into that wet warmth. “You’re stretching already, can’t you feel? Can’t you feel how good it is to take Daddy’s dick? Now sweetheart, relax, relax.”
But Minnie couldn’t relax. I’d just kissed her clit, licked her hymen, and now I wanted that virgin pussy to take a ten inch monster inside. It was a tall order for sure, and she squealed again, straining helplessly against the bonds.
“Oh god, Master! Oh god, oh god!”
But finally we were there. I was halfway in, fuckrod poised right against her hymen. The sight of my fat cock partially embedded in that creaming cunt was fucking disgusting, yet so good too.
“You’re doing great,” I soothed, leaning forward to take her mouth with my own. “Real great, sweetheart.”
She mewled again, embedded on that hard stick of iron, writhing uncomfortably. But then Minnie’s eyes flickered open, seizing mine. And even though she was the one in restraints, the girl called the shots.
“Then take me, Master. Take me and make me yours.”
And in one swift thrust, it was done. I punched through that hymen, the precious tissue gone forever. Aw shit. She was pure heaven, wet and tight, those vaginal walls gripping my dick like a fucking vise.
“Shit baby,” came my hoarse grunt. “Shit you feel so good.”
Minnie’s eyes were closed as she panted, focusing on where we were joined.
“Yes, Master Thorn. Yes … keep going, unnnh.”
And with that, the dance began. I call it a dance, but let’s get real. I’m a disgusting asshole, one who was trashing a virgin cunt with a ten inch iron rod. It wasn’t easy for her. And I didn’t go easy either. I pulled that fuckshaft back and slid it right in with no hesitation, making her squeal and jerk again, pussy fucked so good.
“Shit baby,” was my hoarse grunt. “Shit you’re such a slut.”
Because yeah, she was creaming again. The girl was tasting her first dick and loving it, gallons pussy nectar coating my stiff pole with each thrust. My baby wanted it and she was getting it good.
“Unnnh Thorn!” were her helpless cries. “Oh god, unnnh!”
And fuck, but the excitement got me. This doesn’t happen often, if at all. I’m a Master, one who controls every bodily reaction, both hers and mine. But tasting the sweet teen combined with the wrongness of the situation forced me over the edge. One minute I was in charge, and the next minute I was blasting that beautiful pussy with sperm.
“FUCK!” was my enraged roar. “Shit fuck shit!”
Because I spurted like a motherfucker, pulsing deep into that hot channel. Semen filled her insides, cock unleashing lash after lash of creamy white into her fertile interior.
And Minnie loved it too. That beautiful pussy burst again, spasming and clamping, milking my cock of every last drop of cum.
“Oh oh oh!” she screamed, eyes wide with delight as those boobies heaved. “Oh oh!”
And shit, but it just made me erupt more. The knowledge that the female loved it. The knowledge that she was a virgin, enjoying her first dick. The knowledge that this cunt was now molded to the shape of my cock for all time.
Aw fuck.
It wasn’t supposed to be like this.
I was planning on a mechanical pump and dump. To ravage that beautiful body and then get gone.
But instead, here I am, rejoicing in the fact that this virgin’s mine. Loving the fact that I’m the only one who’s ever sucked Minnie’s clit. Loving the fact that I’m the only one who’s ever lapped at the nectar between her legs, swallowing the ambrosia like candy. Loving the fact that my dick is the only one she’s ever had in that precious, pulsing twat.
And she’ll never feel another cock in there.
What?
But it’s true.
It’s all mine. Only mine.
Those soft folds, the giant, heaving breasts, and sweet sighs?
Mine.
Minnie ain’t going anywhere … until I’m good and done.
CHAPTER TEN
Thorn
I was screwed because I just fucked a student. With no condom.
Fuck.
How could I have forgotten the one crucial thing in this situation? How many times have my friends teased me back in the day with “No glove no love” or “Cover your stone before you bone.” They were cheesy lines but totally true, and I’ve always been cautious, especially when it came to a submissive.
But Minnie wasn’t a submissive. She was my student that I’d been craving to touch, to have my dick shoved into her tight hole, to feel the walls of her pussy clench and pulse on my hard shaft.
It felt so good to have her, to feel her.
“Thorn!” came Pamela’s loud and urgent voice. Oh shit, I was on the phone, that’s right. Thoughts of Minnie have been ruling my mind, and it’s impossible to concentrate.
But Pam’s voice was insistent.
“There’s a problem,” she said urgently.
I furrowed my eyebrows. “What?”
“Your nephew’s in trouble.”
My attention snapped to Pamela. “What happened?”
“He got his girlfriend pregnant,” Pamela rushed. “Your brother kicked him out. Adam refused to let him go your parents’ place, so he came to me instead.”
My nephew was in college, acting like a fuckwad. But still, accidents happen. No biggie. And even if Adam was treating his own son like shit, that didn’t mean things were over. Andy would always have a home with me.
“Let him stay at the penthouse. Give him everything he needs. Money, a bank account, all that. Let Andy have access to one of the cars, Pam.” I told her. I had a soft spot for the kids. Just because I hated how useless their father was didn’t mean I’d hate on them too.
“Andy’s right here with me,” Pam told me, her voice quiet. “I’ll put him on.”
Then I heard my nephew’s voice, “Hey, Uncle Gray.”
“Andy,” I grunted. “What’s going on? What have you gotten yourself into?”
“Well, I guess I was a fool for not covering my tool,” Andy answered and I knew there was a hint of a smile in his voice but I detected no regret. “I’ll take care of her, Uncle Gray. I’ll find another part-time job so I can save enough for the big day.”
I smiled. His father might have been useless but at least Adam did one thing right. He taught his kids to work hard, even though he himself was a spoiled brat. But maybe that was his wife’s achievement.
“You can stay with me till the kid is born and until you have enough for an apartment. Ask Pamela for anything, Andy.”
I heard him let out an exhale. “I knew I could count on you, Uncle Gray. I’ll make it up to you once I’ve got it all together. I promise.”
We didn’t talk long, and soon the conversation was over. After all, a baby is a baby, and the deed was already done. No sense in belittling my nephew until the ends of the earth. Besides, it sounded like he knew what he was doing. Shit, if I were an expectant father, I wouldn’t be so calm.
But Andy seemed like he was on the ball.
Like he had plans.
So we hung up, and my thoughts flew back to Minnie.
Because ironically, I’d just done the virgin bareback. Accidental pregnancy? I could very well be next.
Damn, I’ve never been this irresponsible.
But Minnie was too delectable. How she had smashed her lips on mine the moment she entered the cabin. Our tongues had battled for dominance and I easily won.
Plus, the feel of those big, soft tits squeezed against my chest was amazing. Her sheer innocence. The submissive quality to her soft curves, even as her voice called my name.
Fuck, the girl was amazin
g.
I’ve never tasted anyone as good as her. None of my past submissives even came close.
And when I finally entered that sweet teen cunt, she’d stretched while sighing to accommodate my length. That beautiful back arched as she lifted her hips, letting me get in deeper.
I guess that’s what’s good about having someone so young and fresh, new to the world. The girls are flexible and elastic down there, never used before.
I should stop thinking about her.
I should stop thinking about that moment.
I should stop thinking about her hot pussy taking my hard cock like a pro.
But I couldn’t.
I couldn’t stop thinking about the virgin. My mind reeled back to the moment of penetration. I could still remember how our eyes clashed before the girl nodded ever so slightly to tell me that she was okay, urging me forwards.
And then it was on. I fucked her like an animal. The redhead was amazing, moaning like a whore, filling the room with breathless shrieks as she was dicked for the first time. I’ve never been turned on that much by a woman’s noises.
Shit, I was so screwed.
Totally lost to this female, one and done.
But the scene just kept re-playing in my mind, in an endless reel. I kept picturing her huge, heavy tits swaying before my eyes. I remembered how she’d spread herself open, enticing me, telling me to fuck her. I’d tied her to the four-poster. I’d moved my cock into her pussy, letting her sigh and scream as those folds were penetrated for the first time.
I wanted her to remember every single detail. I wanted every moment to be burned in her memory. I wanted her to remember me when another guy tried to touch her or even lay a finger on her. I was her first. And I’d taken something she could never give to another man.
Her virginity.
But fuck. Even the mere thought of another man made my blood boil. WTF? It shouldn’t be like this. A submissive isn’t a lifetime position. We weren’t bound by anything, except a few good times and some delicious play.
The Dirty Headmaster Page 11
