After I bought the dress, and heals we started back to the car only stopping long enough for me to change in a restroom. Once in the car Shayne instructed me to;
"Sit on the edge of the seat with your skirt pulled up, legs spread as wide open as they can get. I want to see that juicy cunt of yours." Without a moments hesitation I did as I was told.
"When we get to my place, I will have to shave you. And for ever there after, this is how you will remain. Is that clear?"
"Yes sir." The entire way there, he kept his left hand on the wheel, and he used his right hand to play with his new toy. And within just a few minuets, he had brought me to a full out orgasm.
"Did you just cum bitch?"
"Yes sir." I said ashamed of my actions, as he sounded very displeased.
"Did I give you permission to cum?"
"No sir. You did not." And after hearing my apologetic reply, he gave my drenched pussy a good hard slap, which made me jump and gasp with pain.
"I didn't think so. Are you ever going to do that again?" He demanded as he slapped my cunt a second time.
"No sir!" I said with a start.
"What was that?" He said with another hard slap.
"NO SIR!" I yelled.
"Huh?" Was said as he slapped me twice more in rapid succession.
"No sir, NEVER!" I said as tears started to form in my eyes.
"Promise your master, that you will never again cum without his permission. Not even while you finger yourself. Even if I am not there." He replied as he administered four more quick slaps.
"This fuck toy will never again cum without your prior permission, even when you are not there sir." I said as tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Good. Now I want you to tell me how bad your pussy hurts. How it burns. And how the only thing that can make it better is my cock."
"Sir, this fuck toy's pussy does very much hurt, and burns uncontrollably. This fuck toy desperately needs to have your cock deep inside of it." I could see that my plea had the wanted effect, for it began to stiffen. And he started to use his hand to massage my swollen cunt. First working in tiny circles on my clit, then plunging two fingers into and out of my fuck hole. He was testing me, and I knew it. I also knew I didn't want to displease him again, if I could help it. So with every bit of my willpower I struggled against the urge to cum. And just when I thought I couldn't hold it any longer, he paused.
"You look like you want to cum. Do you want to cum?"
"Yes sir." I said, fists cluched tight.
"Is that so?" He said calmly as he started to once again massage my swollen clit.
"Yes sir, please." I begged.
"You want my permission to cum?" He said as he quickened his pace on my clit. "You really wanna cum that bad do you?" His tiny circles got faster, and harder. He was drawing every second he could get out of this torture, and I knew he was enjoying every second of it.
"No. You may not cum you dumb slut." He said as he slapped me six times hard and dead center of my wet cunt. This time the tears did not come. "You always cum after I do. Is that understoond?" He sternly said to me.
"Yes sir." I said looking for approval.
"Good. Now, suck my fingers clean of your juices." And I greedily took his fingers into my mouth and started to suck as if I hadn't been fed in weeks. "Very nice. Very nice..." We pulled up to his house and he told me to get out of the car, and I followed him up to his door. Once we reached our destination, he turned to me and asked;
"Are you ready for this Candice?"
"Yes Shayne I am, I promise. I want to be anything you want me to be." I said boldly, as I kissed him deeply. I think this action on my part, set him back a little, for he simply wrapped his arms around my waist, kissed me just as deeply back, and opened the door as we walked through.
"Good, because I really, really want to make you mine." He said with a wide grin on his face once I finally pulled away from his lips. He locked the door behind us and took me by the hand.
"Can I get you anything? I can show you around later, but I want to make you feel at home, so to speak."
"No sir, I know here is my place. By your side, always willing, able, and ready to serve you in however you wish." I said as I tilted my head to look at my feet.
"Not yet, but soon. For now, Candice, follow me." He said as he tilted my head back. I took this to mean that, for this first time between us, we would make love as equals. I didn't know if this was because he wanted to show me what I would soon be missing out on, or if it was because he loved me as much as I did him. But honestly, I didn't much care.
I followed him back to his room, looking around as much as I could on the way there. He had a pretty big place. His front room was big and open, with enough room for a fire place in one corner, a couch, love seat, and an over stuffed chair, all in black leather. A glass coffee table, and end tables, and a pretty impressive plasma screen t.v. The dinning room was off to the right, and he had a mahogany dinning table, and a china hutch with what I assumed to be his family crest. The kitchen was just above the dinning room, it was double ovened, and had an island in the center of the room. It was all stainless steal, and black marble tops. All the floors were hard wood. He lead me back to his bedroom, opened the door, and picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
I could feel his strong arms supporting my waist, and his gentleness as he laid me on his bed. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity, all the while his hands roamed my entire body, and mine his. Very tenderly he un-did my dress, and pulled it down off my shoulders, off my arms, to my waist, then my hips, and finally off my legs. He trailed kisses from my mouth, to my neck, to my right arm, and then each finger in turn, then the palm of my hand, back up my arm. He paused at my right breast, and sucked my hard nipple into his mouth, letting his tongue play with it, lightly biting at it, all the while massaging it with his hand. Then he kissed the side of my waist, which tickled a little, and I laughed. He then kissed my hip, and the calf, the top of my foot, the bottom of my foot, back up the calf, to my inner thy. Then without any sort of warning his kiss found my vagina, and shortly there after he was working me with his tongue. Flicking at my clit with it, stabbing it deep inside of me. He sucked on my clit, and stroked it, never once touching me anywhere other than my hips, he brought me to climax. My legs tightened, my toes curled, my hips flew off the bed, and I screamed;
"OH GOD YES SHAYNE!!! OH SHAYNE!!" All he did was to tighten his grip on my legs, and pull me in closer to his face, as I came over and over again, coating his face with my cum. Once I had nothing left, and I was left to tremble and shake from the sheer force of the orgasm, Shayne started to kiss down my left leg, and back up in the exact same manner and places as his kisses found on my right one. Then my waist, which still tickled, and breast which got the same explorations as the other, which sent shivers down my spine. To my left arm, then neck, and finally back to my mouth. Then I felt the tip of his cock rub against my vagina, and I broke the kiss to gasp.
"It's okay, Candice, I'm going to go slow. I don't want to cause you any pain, if you want me to stop we'll stop." He reassured me.
"I'm okay, it felt good, I trust you." He gently massaged my vagina with the head of his manhood. Slowly inching it deeper and deeper inside of me, and pulling out ever so slightly over and over again, until he came to my hymen, which made him pause.
"Ready?" He whispered.
"Yes." I moaned. And that was all the push it required for him to plunge through my hymen. It did hurt as his swollen cock filled my virgin hole, he even managed to give me a nice tear. But just as quickly as the pain came, it went as I was taken over by a brand new wonderful feeling. Suddenly I became aware just how good penetration felt. I enjoyed every inch he had to give me, I felt every wrinkle and blood vessel, even every ridge. I felt how deep he could get inside of me, how it felt like he was in my uterus.
"Oh God! Shayne! Your cock feels soooo good." I moaned out as I arched my back, and let the orgasm have me.
"Good baby. You're so tight, I had forgotten how amazing it is to fuck a girl like you... That's it baby, cum all over my cock... It feel sooo good when you squeeze it like that." He moaned in return as he quickened his pace and vigor.
Sweat started to form over both our bodies, and our breathing became labored. Then he pushed in really deep, and adjusted his angle, which caused another mind blowing orgasm for me.
"Oh God Shayne, I'm gonna cum again... Oh fuck me Shayne!!" I cried out as my body shook. I dug my nails into his back, and pulled my hands across it. I must have drawn blood because shortly thereafter I could smell the faint scent of iron. But from his reaction, I don't think Shayne cared.
"FUCK!!!" He grunted out, and started to really pound in and out of me. "Keep doing that, and I'll pound you into the ground." He said, so I scratched his back again, harder this time.
"AAARRRRRRGGGGG!" He grunted through his teeth, and true to his word, he went deeper, harder, and faster than he had previously, and bit into my breast at the same time cutting into my tender flesh. Needless to say I let out a shrill shriek of pain. But I did not want him to stop either, so I dug my nails into his back again, and let my hands go over the width of his back. And had another massive orgasm.
