Claiming What is His...

Taking a deep breath, she smoothed her skirt as she stepped up to the door. Reaching for the handle with a shaking hand she asks herself, “why am I so nervous?” For months they had been talking. Exchanging thoughts and learning as much as they could about each other. She had told him things about herself that no one else knew. He shared with her the deepest parts of himself that he always kept hidden. She knew him, her Sir. Why then was her heart beating so hard that she felt like he had to be able to hear it through the door? It wasn’t fear, she knew that. It was excitement. Excitement that had been building since this all started.

She turned the handle and slowly opened the door. As she stepped into the dimly lit room and shut the door behind her she heard the sound of movement beside her moments before she saw him.

Rough fingers closed around her throat, tightening slightly as she gasped in surprise. She felt her back pushed hard against the wall as she looked deep into his blazing eyes. For just a moment fear ran through her. Her hands reached up instinctively to grasp at his wrist, trying to pull his hand from her neck. As her fingers start to close over his she hears his growl and feels him press his body roughly against hers, pinning her to the wall. Before she gets a chance to protest his lips are on hers, kissing her deeply and taking away her breath as she melts into him.

Pulling his lips away, he reaches up and tears her shirt open, his mouth immediately on her breasts biting and sucking until she is moaning loudly and her fluids start to drip from her bare pussy. As her mewling cries start to reach a fever pitch, telling him that she is reaching the edge, he slowly slides his hand down between her thighs and pushes his fingers deep inside her pussy, making her squeal and squirm in his arms.

When she starts panting and trying to control her breathing to calm herself he takes his fingers away and growls, “no princess, no centering yourself this time” and grabs her hair and pulls her over to the bed. He pushes her face down to the bed and holds her there by the back of her neck. She feels him begin to pull the skirt from her hips and she starts to whimper. She can feel the wetness dripping down her thighs, making her squirm which earns her a hard slap on the ass. “Quit moving around princess or I will stop and you can go home.”

As she bites her lip to try to get herself under control and hold still she feels the skirt fall around her ankles and he steps up behind her, his hand moving into her hair and pulling her up off the bed slightly. She feels his breath on her neck as he leans over her and whispers low, “Do you want me to fuck you princess?” His teeth graze against her neck and her breath catches in her throat, making her whimper more as she closes her eyes and tries her hardest not to move.
He tightens his grip on her hair and growls, “Answer me princess. Do you want me to fuck you now?” She licks her lips and whispers, “yes please, Sir…” letting her voice trail off as she feels his cock slide against her soaked pussy.

She feels him start to push forward, her wetness giving him easy entrance into her heated body. The fingers of his hand on her hip digging into her flesh as he holds her completely still and presses just the tip inside. He knows she is edging, she has been for so long now he is surprised she has not cum yet. He feels her breathing start to even out as she tries to calm herself and he leans forward to bite her neck hard, her pussy gushing against his cock, and he is rewarded with the sound of her ragged cry of pain.

“Do you remember what I told you princess? I want you to come as soon as I am inside you. Do not cum before then, do you understand?”

She takes a shaky breath and answers, “Yes, Sir.”

He smiles and rubs his hand down her spine, making her shiver against him as he pulls his cock from her. She trembles and whimpers when he grabs her hip and turns her quickly onto her back, pressing her against the bed when he climbs up and rubs his cock against her lips. Her eyes meet his again as she licks her juices from him, holding his gaze when her lips close over the head of his cock.

After she has cleaned his cock he moves down her body, pausing only to suck and bite her breasts more before stopping between her opened legs. He takes his time, licking and sucking and fucking her pussy with his fingers until she has tears streaming from her eyes trying to hold back her orgasms.

When she starts grabbing for him and begging for him to fuck her he stops and smiles up at her. He grabs her hands and holds them above her head as he moves his cock back between her legs. He stares at her, his eyes locked on hers and slides in barely an inch. She starts to cry and beg again. “Please Sir, I need you inside me! Please let me cum! Please, please!”

He chuckles, enjoying her tormented cries, and waits for her to quiet as he stares at her. When her breathing starts to calm again he leans forward and kisses her deeply, holding her still. When he feels her start to struggle against his hold again he pulls back just enough to make her groan before he pushes forward hard, filling her completely and making her nearly scream as she immediately cums on his cock.

When she calms enough to focus on his face again she sees that wicked gleam in his eyes that excites her more than anything else. As he begins to move against her, he leans forward and whispers in her ear, “That was just the beginning my princess. There is so much more to come. You are mine.”