Bountiful Sleeping Beauty

I am starting a new series that will be six or eight Modern Erotic Fairy Tales. One has already been written and I am sure you can figure out which one.

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.

PS - If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way. I already have a list of fairy Tales I am writing but if you have a favorite I could maybe include it.

Bountiful Sleeping Beauty

A Modern Erotic Fairy Tale

Chapter 7

It was a weird new feeling for her, and she knew Philip could be a hard cruel taskmaster. She knew he would tie her up, tease her mercifully and push her physically and emotionally beyond anything she had ever experienced. However, in her heart she also knew he would never really hurt her, and he was someone she could always count on. Her heart was beating wildly as she thought about Philip and even though she knew she was in love with him, she was scared to totally give in to him. She knew that they would never achieve the love they could until she gave everything to him.

Emma slowly slid from the sheets and dreamily walked to the bathroom. Her mind was still in her dreamy fog as she mechanically used the toilet and started running a bath. As she was watching, the hot water ran into the bath, the smell of coffee penetrated her stupor and she wandered out the bathroom to find its source. Her on top of a chest of drawers she found a small coffee maker full of black, steaming, and aromatic liquid. Next to it was a tray of Danish, granola, and energy bars.

She poured herself a cup of hot steamy coffee then added some honey and creamer. She grabbed the Danish and her coffee before walking back to the bathroom. She nibbled on the Danish and sipped her coffee as she pensively watched the tub fill with water. As she polished off the Danish, she reached over and turned off the water. She set her coffee on edge of the tub and climbed into the hot therapeutic water. The moist heat soaked into her achy muscles, relaxing her and letting her sink deeper into her dreamy state.

Emma suddenly snapped out of her contemplative state as she realized the water was cold. She didn't know how long she'd been there, but she quickly washed her body and hair and jumped out of the now cold water. As she toweled off, she wondered what she should do. She thought back to the first time they made love and how the slave presentation position had pleased her master. It had incited him to take her, use her and give her a night filled with everything she ever dreamed of. What could she do to incite him to take her like a caveman and ravage her, giving her all the wild fantasies they both desired.

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From the moment he had seen her he was drawn to her like a moth to a flame and something about her seemed to occupy his thoughts. Yes, she was beautiful, sexy and passionate with pure trusting innocence. She had the body of a pornstar and the heart of a desperate romantic, but all of that was a bonus. Something indefinable drew him to her and he felt an ache every time he saw her. Then there was last night.

She was the perfect wildly passionate woman he had always dreamed of. He could see into her heart and every time he touched her, he could see love and desire through her eyes. Likewise, he felt a tug in his chest every time her loving, trusting eyes melted into his. He never had a woman have this kind of effect on him before and it was unsettling as well as exciting. He knew he had to have her again and again, but he also wanted to see her next to him, as a lover and a companion; something that he had never done.

His mind was spinning with thoughts of Emma as he drove home. He entered his house and he couldn't find her, and for a moment he panicked until he burst into his bedroom and once again, he froze as the vision in front of him made his heart lurch in his chest. In addition, his cock tried to burst through his pants as it hardened immediately.

Emma was tied spread-eagle on the bed with her arms and legs stretched tightly towards the corners of the bed. A ball gag was in her mouth and her eyes were wide with surprised excitement. It was like she read his mind and knew exactly what he wanted; once again she became his fantasy incarnate. His eyes roamed hotly over her erotically presented form and Emma felt his gaze caressing her tightly stretched skin.

Emma had tied herself using slip knots that bound her to the four corners of the bed. She had been lying there bound on the bed for over an hour waiting for the man that owned her heart to show up and ravage her. Her imagination had been working overtime trying to envision how her master would react and all the things he would do to her. By the time he arrived, she had worked herself into an overpoweringly frantic state.

She was breathing hard through her nose, with her chest heaving excitedly. Of course, her breasts were wobbling invitingly with her nipples thrusting hard in a mouthwateringly tempting fashion. Her hips were squirming and thrusting enticingly with her womanly mound glistening with her erotic nectar. Philip stared hungrily at the source of his erotic distractions as he slowly walked over to her side. He looked into Emma's pleading eyes, and he smiled a crooked little smile as he sat on the bed next to her.

"My gorgeous tempting sub, you have done it again, I had visions of doing exactly this to you. However, I can't have you forgetting, I am your Master, and I will tell you how I want you. I do what I decide, and you should not decide for me. Do you understand my Pet?"

Emma's eyes grew large with a little fear and a huge dose of excitement and mumbled around the gag, "Yes Master". She knew this had been a gamble and he was calling her on it, but his punishment was something she was looking forward to.

"Good, now I must punish you, but I think it's a punishment you will enjoy." He went over to the chest of drawers and pulled several toys from the bottom drawer. Philip turned and looked at her, damn she was beautiful and the way her body squirmed she was seductive as hell. Under normal circumstances he could just climb on and fuck her but her wild squirming climaxes had become his fantasy and he wanted to see a lot of those orgasms. So, she needed to be teased and played with before they made love.

He walked over to her and methodically used a soft deerskin cat-o-nine-tails to redden her skin slowly with little slaps and strokes. When Philip was teasing her Emma knew that his foreplay would make her feel so wild it would feel wonderfully amazing, keep her on edge and when he finally eased his cock inside her, he would be putting her of her misery. Emma knew this was going to be another night to remember as he slowly brought the nerve endings to the surface. He was bringing her to a slow boil, occasionally popping her nipples or clit jolting her as her passion spiraled higher and higher.

As he continued to dive her wild, she couldn't stop asking herself how Philip could dominate her mind, her passion, her body and her soul. As he continued to drive her crazy, she knew the answer, he was the blood in her veins, the air she breathed, he filled her voids and he was her perfect match. She began to think maybe the differences in time was the answer, because he was an old-fashioned guy and his dominate personality fit her submissive desires.

Once she was gasping around the ball gag and glowing in a nice shade of pink, he used fingertip vibrators to tweak her nipples and clit. He was driving her to edge of her orgasmic abyss before he backed off. He took her to the edge time and time again and Emma became frantic to reach her orgasm. It was just out of reach; she could see it, taste it, almost touch it, but could not obtain it. Emma was squirming within the limits of her bonds trying to find anything that would push her over the edge and let her reach to reach the bliss she craved.

It was the most exquisite of torture and she knew she would go insane soon if he didn't let her climax soon. Philip took Emma to the edge of reason; she was babbling and pleading around the ball gag and body was shaking in erotic wonder. She was gasping and gulping air through her nose and around the gag as her unfulfilled ecstasy racked her body. Emma's silky skin was shimmering with perspiration and Philip decided now was the time. He grabbed her clit between his fingertip vibrators and almost immediately, Emma shattered into a body clinching euphoria.

Her arms and legs strained against her bonds trying to curl into a fetal ball to protect her white-hot impassioned core. Yet with her arms and legs bound, the muscles knotted, and tendons burst against her skin. Her mind was showered with an incredible light show as she celebrated the rapture that flooded through her mind and body.

The bliss on her face distracted Philip and he marveled at how stunningly gorgeous she was in the mist of overwhelming rapture. Once again, that ache in his chest appeared as he watched Emma writhe and shiver erotically. Her face was morphing between awe, bliss and looks of love. Then he snapped back and he went back taking Emma higher and higher, then for the next hour he drove her from orgasm to massive orgasm.

Towards the end of the hour Emma's body was sensitive, exhausted and covered in perspiration. Her mind had left her to float free in sub-space while her body cramped trying to accommodate the bliss Philip heaped on her. Emma screamed her elation through the ball gag until she was horse and was having trouble filling her lungs with air.

Philip stopped and lay down next to Emma lightly caressing and soothing sensitive and inflamed skin. As she slowly drifted, back to reality Emma saw the man she had come to love taking care of her and he was looking at her with love in his eyes. He unbuckled the ball gag, removed it and lightly kissed her. The emotional rollercoaster coupled with the intense physical stimulation suddenly came out through her eyes in catharsis. Tears gushed from her eyes as the last few days suddenly besieged her. Her vision of the man she loved was obscured but she felt his soft caresses, his loving kisses showering her face and her heart overflowed with love and trust.

Philip cradled her face in his hand and whispered in her ear, "I am very pleased with you my Pet and with your passion. Also how hard you try to please me and I want you to know that you are MINE. I know you feel the same because I can see it in your eyes. Remember; from now on, you belong to me and only me. You will obey me instantly and without hesitation and in return I will treasure you, care for you and yes my Pet... love you. Now you need to know everything I say is true, so we are going to make love now."

Philip moved to cover Emma with his bulk and easily, but slowly slid his hard engorged cock into her still soaked and pulsing pussy. When he was fully inside her he reached up and untied both of her hands, then reached down untying both her legs. Emma felt his cock stretching her pussy wide and deep and she felt chills as his cock slowly filled her. She stayed with her with her arms and legs remaining spread wide. She was afraid that if she moved his heart rendering confession would evaporate, but the feelings inside her were indescribably perfect. However, being stuffed with his magnificent cock sent tremors through her and on their own her hips pushed back trying to get him as deep as she could inside her.

Philip bent his head and suckled her nipple before kissing up her chest and finally nibbling on her sensitive neck. Her neck had always been very sensitive and as he sucked and nibbled on her neck erotic chills ran down her body leaving a trail of goose bumps. As he leaned forward, the hair on his chest tickled and stimulated her already sensitive breasts and engorged nipples. Then he grabbed her earlobe between his teeth and whispered, "Baby we are making love and you can talk and move anyway you want."

Emma gasps a shuddering breath as she realized that this is real. He loves her the same way she loves him, and she moaned, "Philip, I mean Master Oh, my God is this dream real?"

Philip pulled his cock back to her pussy lips, creating a vacuum and turning her pussy inside out. As he thrust deeply back inside her he growled, "Yes this is real, and you are MINE and don't ever forget it."

Philip pulled his head back to look at Emma and had the most angelic look. She was glowing with happiness and her eyes were full of joyful tears. Her eyes locked onto his and all the love inside her was pouring into him. As he greedily drank in all the love, she was sending while he thrust his cock deeply against her cervix.

Emma felt his love coming back at her and when his cock bottomed out inside her a high voltage shock ripped through her. Her eyes flew wide open while never leaving his, her mouth fell open and her arms and legs wrapped around him in an erotic spasm. He settled his weight on her pushing her into the mattress and his cock deeper inside her. Her legs tightened trying to get more of him and her fingernails clawed at his back in mindless passion spurring him to give her all his love.

Emma felt herself shrouded by him. The hair on his body seductively tickled all the skin on her belly, chest and breasts and his aroma encased her in its rich seductive scent. Her mouth was pressed into the crook of his neck and she began to nibble at his salty skin feeling his throbbing heartbeat under her lips. When she pulled back, her eyes were glued to his and everything faded except his impassioned gaze. When his deep voice growled in her ears all five senses were being dominated by this man she couldn't seem to be without.

There was no passionate explosion or body clinching climax, but suddenly she was floating in a loving sea of Philip. Every part of her body was celebrating her love for this man. She felt every touch, every caress, every kiss or nibble with her heart, mind and pussy filled to overflowing with her Master. She was suspended in a space where nothing existed except Philip and she had never felt anything like this before. Emma knew this was the culmination of love and lovemaking and it was something she had never felt nor even knew existed.

He pounded into her over and over again driving his cock hard against her cervix with every thrust sending fiery pulses of passion through her womb. Once again, Philip pushed her into the stratosphere with the love he was pouring into her. Emma squirmed with her pussy grabbing more of his cock and her fingernails frantically clawing his back. Emma was delirious with loving passion as Philip claimed her as his with every stroke.

Their emotional eyes liquefied each other's hearts and Emma felt him begin to shudder with his excruciating rapturous thrusts inside her beginning to quicken. She watched in lovesick fascination as his cock wantonly plunged deep inside her then his whole body froze. She felt a dreamy and amorous yet shameless satisfaction as his cock throbbed and pulsed deep inside her. He was filling her with his essence and marking her as his woman, but there was something primitive yet romantic and fulfilling as he took her as his.

As he settled his hard muscled body on top of her, she never felt such a sense of starry-eyed belonging. This was home, this was where she wanted to be, and she snuggled against him as tightly as she could. Her pussy throbbed around his cock forcing his seed to ooze out and dribble down the crack of her ass. There was something terribly erotic and primordially romantic about their comingled juices seeping out of her. She shivered with love and belonging then she knew they were becoming one. "Philip, my Master I will be yours as long as you want me."

Philip rolled to his side and cuddled Emma in his arms. He soothingly began to massage her stretched and abused muscles with Emma preening as his hands lovingly kneaded her arms, legs and back. Emma felt like purring as the man she loved took care of her. She felt his caresses deepening her love for him. Then he gently kissed her enflamed skin, sending loving chills down her skin. She rolled in his arms until she was facing him and kissed up his chest until their lips merged into a heart-rending kiss.

She lay on her back as the kiss ended and stared into the eyes of the man she loved. He continued to stroke and knead her silky skin and taxed muscles. Their eyes stayed connected as her muscles softened with her eyes getting heavy. She began to drift away and was soon asleep but still glowing from her master's love.

Philip watched her face soften into an ethereal glow and his heart ached, as it grew larger in his chest. There was no doubt he had fallen in love with this waif of a woman. Physically she was perfect in every way, she was an exhibitionist and a submissive, but all of that was just a bonus. The way she looked at him melted his heart and showed him all of her wide open and trusting heart. His heart responded the same way, and he gave her his heart all the love he didn't know he harbored. No one had ever captured his heart like this, and these were unfamiliar feelings, but he liked them.

He continued to watch her sleep with seductive little whimpers and tremors still evident from their lovemaking. His demeanor disappeared in her presence and his insides turned to mush. He gazed at the perfection that was his woman, and she is his woman. He got up, tenderly covered her with a sheet and with a last loving glance left the room

Chapter 8

Philip looked down at Emma's head lying in his lap and her eyes melting his heart. They had gone to the forest where he first found her and spent the day enjoying the solitude. He knew he was the luckiest man in the world, and he had to tell her how he feels.

"You know Emma, that tingle you get when you just look at me... just to let you know your master gets the same kind of tingle. To know that you are mine, I have marked you as mine. Then when I see how much you love it when I mark you, punish you, take you and prove you belong only to me, well it fills me and sustains me like nothing ever has."

"Baby I get mind-blowing tingles from all of that. I want you to know it's not just you baby. Watching my red handprints appear on your tight little tush and watching your muscles ripple as you fight the passion flowing through you is staggeringly erotic. There is something primal about claiming and marking your woman and it goes to my primitive soul."

"For me it is the most soul satisfying thing I have ever experienced and my love for you deepens with every session. I think you know what I mean because it is gut level satisfying for you too. To have me take you, claim you, strip away your pride and make you mine, goes to the most primitive part of your heart. From listening to you, nothing fulfills you like an intense session with your Master."

"My eyes fondle you as I tie you up. My eyes caress your skin as I bind you and my hot hungry look sends quivers in your belly. You know my hunger is going to be taken out on you. The hunger in my eyes only fuels your excitement, your anticipation, your anxiety and yes even a little fear of what is going to happen."

"I am getting off on your anxious looks and your bodies quivering anticipation. Meanwhile, you're getting off on my slow languorous looks as I appraise you, my property. I am gazing at your body looking for places to drive you wild. Because I want to see those crazy, wild and wanton looks in your eyes, the ripples and quivers run all over your body."