Yria's Absolution

For some of my long-time fans I felt like I left an opening for a sequel. This one involves Charlie and James's daughter that was conceived at the end to their story. Now she is being stalked for a virgin sacrifice.

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 - This is the second part of the Virgin Series and I don't know if there will be another part. Right now I'm thinking no, but maybe all you guys can give me some ideas. 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.

Kyrias Absolution

Chapter 11

Kyria continued rollerblade as part of her exercise routine, but now Ken rode his bike beside her. The crowds waned as Ken was with her, but they were still some diehards hovering around hoping she would get tired of him, but there was no chance of that. Ken tried the remote-controlled vibrator during her skating, but that messed up her rhythm and she almost crashed, so that was out.

Kyria's life had become chaotic with designing and creating her wedding dress, going to bridal parties, working and starting her apprenticeship, and spending most of her time at her' parents' house. There were more than a few nights that she didn't even make it home to Ken, and her body and heart were craving his touch and his tender kisses. She needed to be wrapped in his arms. She frantically needed to feel him buried deep inside her.

Ken was madly working on his projects, trying to get them to a point where he could take some time off after the wedding, and take Kyria on a proper honeymoon. He remembered that he was supporting both of them now, so he drove on despite the ache in his heart and emptiness in his arms.

On more than one occasion, he would catch himself holding her pillow to his face, inhaling her scent and daydreaming of making love to her. Both were feeling very lonely and desperately missing each other. Charlie noticed Kyria daydreaming, and knew she was missing, Ken, so she gave her an idea to surprise Ken.

Kyria started looking for just the right outfit. One she knew Ken could never resist, but she had no idea how to find such an outfit on her own. So, she resorted to the Internet and hit pay dirt when she found a website called "BodyKandi.com". Here she found many beautiful, skimpy, sexy, tantalizing outfits that she wound up ordering six. There were different types of dresses, from the skin-tight choker mini-dress to the cowl neck mini-dress with plunging neckline, to the fishnet dress or a backless gown. She eventually decided on a backless cowl neck top that came perilously close to completely exposing her breasts and a miniskirt bottom that barely covered her tight, sexy ass.

Saturday night came. She put on the outfit. She was very satisfied with the results. She was virtually naked with drapes of fabric strategically hiding her assets, but in this outfit, there was always a danger of something slipping out. The entire outfit screamed ravish me. She enlisted James's help to get Ken to a bachelor party that was complete with strippers. Ken was reluctant to go because Kyria was all he wanted, but her dad insisted, so he went.

Kyria's dad drove him to a rather upscale gentlemen's club, and the closer they got the more nervous Ken was. Growing up his whole philosophy was to live life to the fullest, and he still felt that way, but life to the fullest was when he had Kyria in his arms. As they walked into the strip club, Ken glanced around at all the girls on stage and not a single one interested him. When he told James, he told him not to worry. He had already picked a stripper for him, and she was waiting in a private room.

Her dad guided him around the stages. They went back to a darkened hallway and into a room at the very back. Her dad opened the door and ushered Ken inside. As he went inside, her dad closed the door behind him. He had no idea what was going on, but he knew her dad would not betray him and set him up. So, he turned and looked into the darkened room, then the spotlight came on above the stripper pole and the small stage underneath it.

His dad's voice came over the speaker and said, "Enjoy the show son and remember the house rules, the stripper can touch you, but you can't touch her. Your stripper for the evening is named Candy." Then as he finished speaking, a guitar riff and somebody thumping music started. A head of long blond hair swept onto the stage and spun around the pole. Her face was obscured by the mass of hair, but her body was a beautiful, tight, little package, and the outfit displayed her in a most dazzling way.

Ken sank into a chair to watch the show. Candy twirled around the pole stretching, bending, and climbing displaying her taut body in its best light. Her top was a drape of fabric tied around her neck barely obscuring her nipples. The only reason it wasn't completely flying off her breasts was the bottom string tied around her back.

The bottom was a micro miniskirt that was very low slung and still didn't cover her ass cheeks. As she twirled, Ken could see the bright, blue thong between her legs. Her entire beautifully muscled back, flat and sleek belly, gorgeously sculpted arms and legs were all completely bare, with just her lustrous, satiny skin gleaming in the dim light.

As the stripper was twirling around the stage displaying her sultry body, Ken began to think that this girl could be Kyria's sister. Their bodies were almost identical. Then as the light hit her left arm just right, he saw some Gaelic lettering that had been mostly covered in makeup. Then he knew this was the love of his life, giving herself to him once again. Ken got a lump in his throat and his pants as he realized everything, she had done to give him this night of pleasure. He endeavored to make it just as pleasurable for her.

About halfway through the first song, Candy (with the blonde wig he was thinking of her as Candy) reached around and untied a string around her back. Now as she twirled around the stage her top fluttering around alternately hiding and exposing her breasts; Ken had to admit her dance was very erotic. The more she teased the harder his cock got.

As the first song ended, she untied the top string on her top letting it flutter to the floor, exposing her fabulous breasts. Her breasts bobbed with her engorged nipples calling and beckoning to him in time to the music. The barbells glistened through her nipples in the stages spotlight. When the second song began, Candy (Kyria) flipped upside down on the pole and began a slow descent twirling around the pole. The muscles in her legs and belly were sharply defined under her soft smooth skin. Her muscles shimmied and undulated in the dim light drawing attention to her taut, muscled belly, butt, and hips.

Candy (Kyria) was doing her best to keep the long, blond hair covering her face, so he would not know who the stripper was. As her back came softly to rest on the stage, she spread her legs wide displaying her blue thong with camel toe underneath framed by her legs and breasts. In a move he still didn't know how she did, she was on her feet bent over grabbing both her ankles with her ass bobbing in front of him. She slowly dragged her hands up her legs, and when she was standing, she ripped off her skirt. Apparently, it was a quick release with Velcro holding it closed. Now she pranced and strutted in only her thong.

As the second song was ending, she slid the thong down her legs and kicked it to the side. She stood up with a flourish displaying her completely naked and stunning body. In a Godiva like moment the blonde hair was hanging to her waist, not really concealing, but teasing him with hints of her spectacular figure.

She froze for a moment of presentation. Then she stepped off the stage with her back to Ken as she bent over showing her tight butt to him. She began to rub her ass up and down the front of his pants teasing him with her tight body and wet, womanly slot. He thought he heard her gasp, as she felt how large his engorged cock was. As she continued her erotic lap dance, he saw her quiver and heard her softly moan.

She quickly turned her face towards his lap while she frantically unbuckled and unzipped his pants. As his hard, thrusting cock sprang from his pants, he heard her whisper in a quivering voice, "Oh God!" just before her mouth engulfed the head of his cock. It felt unbelievably good as she took his cock in her mouth. He savored it for a few moments before knowing he had to return the pleasure. He reached down, grabbed her tiny waist, lifted her in the air, and flipped her around until her thighs were resting on his shoulders with his mouth poised to ravish her pussy.

During Ken's mauling of her body, Kyria lost his cock but reacquired it just as Ken began to lick and nibble on her weeping, pussy lips. As she slid his cock into her mouth and down her throat, she began to moan and quiver. She frantically bobbed her head up and down his cock because she was already on the edge of an orgasm. All of her preparations, coupled with her expectations, had kept her wet and excited all day. When she started dancing for Ken, her excitement intensified to the point of mania. She knew with just a few touches from his mouth, she was going to explode into a massive orgasm that had been building all day.

As Ken' lips latched onto her clit, Kyria exploded into a mind-bending orgasm. Her whole body contorted going spastic. Her eyes blinded by the fireworks in her head and her body forgetting to breathe. Ken' cock was still buried deep in Kyria's throat, and Ken felt it clamped inside her with vibrations from her moans radiating through his cock. She was making it almost impossible for him to stop from climaxing, but he somehow did stop. Kyria slid her head off his cock as Ken kept her orgasms coming one on top of the other. Finally, her body seemed to lose all coordination as the orgasms kept extending. Ken had trouble pulling her from his face. He flipped her right side up and slid his cock into her clutching pussy.

Kyria was so wet that he slid all the way inside her without any effort. When he nudged against her cervix, Kyria's body shattered again, arching her head back and making her scream.

"Oh my God, Oh God, you're so deep ... Oh shit ... you're so big ... Oh take me, God take me hard!"

Kyria's body was being buffeted by intense orgasms, and she would alternately arch her back, throwing her head back in orgasmic rapture. Then during each hard climax, her stomach muscles would knot, curling her forward, slamming her into Ken' chest. After her first scream, Kyria lost the breath to voice her bliss. Now only silence and the opening and closing of her mouth expressed her rapturous exultation. Kyria's teasing and her massive orgasms had Ken to the point of no return, and very quickly he began to fire his hard ropes of cum, filling her pussy.

The two lovers clung to each other. They felt their orgasms quiver and pulse where they were joined together. As the passion of sex started to wane, the deep and abiding love started to take over. They kissed softly and sweetly while Kyria's body still shook and her teeth chattered with the intensity of their lovemaking. Kyria looked at Ken and in a quivering passion filled voice asked. "When did you know?"

"Almost from the beginning." He reached over, kissed the lettering on her arm, and concluded. "Your tattoo gave you away. You were making this a very special night, and I was going to enjoy your stunning performance."

Ken wasn't going to let this end here, so he stood up and sat Kyria's limp, boneless body in the chair. He started to gather her outfits, but she stopped him. She stood from the chair and in a quivering passionate voice said, "I have another surprise for you." She leaned over and pushed a button and a curtain rolled back.

Ken turned and saw an old wooden medieval rack in the exposed alcove. He knew what this meant. His gorgeous sub was giving herself to him as his play toy for the evening. He turned and looked into her expectant eyes and they were overflowing with love, passion, anticipation and mischief. He smiled and scooped her into his arms then began to carry her over to the device she wanted him to use on her.

He gently laid her onto the wooden rack, a big smile crossed her face with excitement starting to creep into her body. She had hoped that someday she could experience her favorite of all medieval torture devices. She had planned this with her parents' help and even had a variety of implements to use on her. She shivered at the thought of everything that was going to happen.

Ken stared into her eyes and admonished, "You know that a sub is not supposed to tell her master what to do, but this time I just want you to know that I love you and know what you want. I see all the apparatuses that you have on that cart and by the end of this session you will be satisfied, exhausted and loved."

He locked her feet into the wooden stocks at the bottom of the device. He couldn't help smiling to himself as he saw the joy and excitement on Kyria's face. She was a true treasure; she made him proud and he knew he was so very lucky to have her. He began fastening her wrists into the leather manacles at the top and even without tightening the rack she was a true vision of feminine splendor.

The minute he laid her on the rack, Kyria felt her exhaustion fade away only to be replaced by excitement, happiness and anticipation. Her face was smiling, full of love and mischief and Ken couldn't help giving her a small lingering kiss. Her beautiful green eyes were sparkling with love, trust and lustful eagerness. Ken stood there for a second just staring at this extremely gorgeous woman who thrived on being his play toy.

Ken laid his hands on her belly, feeling her silky skin and her trembling muscles underneath. The muscles in her sleek legs were already showing a little bit of strain, with her small, muscled butt already on the rack. Her glistening, womanly slot was sticking up in a seductive pout begging to be played with. Her muscled belly was stretched thin, tight, and flat with only her sexy navel humanizing that flat belly.

Her ribs popped conspicuously against her skin and her chest pulled taut with her arms stretched over her head. Kyria's normally fabulous, perfect breasts had rolled to the top of her chest looking much larger, fuller and more remarkable than ever. Her nipples were already puckered and beckoning, ready to be played with. He saw her face and eyes watching him as he appraised her body. Her eyes transmitted her love, moreover a daring challenge. She wanted him to know that her body belonged to him, and she wanted him to take her, use her and devastate her with loving passion.

Ken gave her a little smile and a slight nod of his head as he accepted her challenge. He moved to the top of the rack and began to crank the stretching wheel, tightening and stretching Kyria's body. He was thinking about this incredible woman. She had already been through a wild session, overwhelming her body, but she was up for more and was challenging him to devastate her again.

As he cranked the wheel Kyria's arms and ribs seemed to almost separate from the rest of her body. Her already thin and muscular belly almost receded into a thin line of taut flesh barely connecting the two parts. As her ribs pulled taut, the skin around her breasts tightened making them firmer as they reached for the ceiling. Her breasts gave slight seductive wobbles as her strained breathing seemed to toy with her puckered nipples. Her hips were thrust forward giving her seductive pussy more of a weeping pout as it began to glisten in her juices. She was now stretched taut, and her sensitized skin was waiting for her master's pleasure.

Kyria had gone from shaking with expectation to trembling with red-hot desire coursing through her veins. Her eyes were on fire, impatient for him to do the things s wanted him to do. Her turgid nipples called out to him while her pussy pleaded to be played with.

Ken looked down at this extremely gorgeous woman who entrusted her body and heart to him. She was stretched taut on the rack, helpless and completely at his mercy, yet her body and face longed to be his plaything. He began to lightly caress her soft, tightly stretched skin. Her belly was taut like a human snare drum. Her hard breaths shook her breasts giving her petulant nipples an almost come-hither look, beckoning him to play with them.

Her face was filled with anticipation, but her eyes were full of fire and passion. He leaned down to give her a soft loving kiss, but Kyria didn't want that right now as she hungrily attacked his mouth. Her teeth grabbed his lower lip for a second and sucked it into her mouth. Ken responded to her desire with a hunger of his own. His tongue invaded her mouth while his hand caressed down her belly until his fingers slid inside her already drenched womanly slot.

Ken felt her body tense, trying to get more of his fingers inside her, but she could barely move. She whimpered and moaned into his mouth as his fingers wreaked havoc on her clit and G-Spot. Kyria ripped her mouth from his as she moaned, "Oh God. Master, Oh Ken, take me here and now and show that I belong to you. Show me the things you can do to me, how you can take me to the heavens and make me scream your name!"

Ken looked into her eyes and could see she was already blisteringly hot and wild for him to take her. Her body was already writhing within the confines of her tightly stretched form. As his fingers continued to drive her wild with crazy lust, Ken leaned down and kissed her cheek. He whispered into her ear, "Baby, you are mine and very soon you will know only the ecstasy that your Master can bring you."

Ken reached over and grabbed a blindfold off his cart and slipped it over her eyes. He pulled the cart next to the rack and leaned down and gently licked her nipple. Kyria gasped and quivered as she whispered, "Oh Master! Not being able to see adds a kind of scary excitement and intensifies the feelings."

While his tongue toyed with one nipple, his hand brought up an ice cube and began to trace her other nipple with the cold cube. Her nipple puckered as she gasped at the sudden sensation. Her breasts were not sure of this new sensation and wobbled seemingly trying to get away or get more of the new sensation.

Kyria's mouth opened and closed a couple of times before she moaned, "Cold, Master, so cold. It makes my nipples throb and long for your mouth to warm them up again."

Ken repeated the nipple play with the ice on her other nipple and traced the ice down her belly, watching her muscles ripple trying to get out of the way of the cold sensation. He traced the ice down her legs and back up her inner thighs until he slid the ice between the lips of her pussy. Her hips twisted dramatically trying to get out of the way of the cold, but she was held fast and could only suffer through the torturous ice. Her clit, that moments before was inflamed and was prominently on display throbbing for attention. Now it was now trying to hide in its hood to get away from the ice. Ken slid the ice in and out of her pussy furnace and the ice very quickly melted into a puddle.

While the ice was melting inside her slot Ken went over to the cart and got two of the play wax candles. These were very low melting point candles, so they did not burn the skin. They were very large candles with large wicks designed to create large pools of liquid wax. With her nipples still distended from the ice, Ken poured a large pool of wax over each breast and nipple, coating her entire breasts in wax. Kyria's skin went from cold to hot in just a few seconds and her body twisted dramatically trying to get away from the heat.