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 Model Slave 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 Model Slave II and Model Slave III won't be far behind. 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.
Model Slave II
Chapter 6
Madison woke slowly, becoming aware of her surroundings, but she refused to open her eyes. Again, her body was sore and achy as she slowly stretched beneath the sheets, but beneath her sore and aching muscles was tingling and exhilaration. Her hands slowly began to caress her body, reliving how it felt when Rocky pushed her beyond anything she ever thought existed. Her skin felt exceptionally sensitive as her hands roamed overtaxed body.
Madison knew the moment she saw Rocky that he could take her places she had never dreamed of, but even her wildest dreams fell short of last night's reality. She had hoped that his hard body would be pressed against hers when she woke. She wanted to feel his hard body and muscles wrapped around her, letting her know that he was keeping her safe, warm, and cherished. She wanted to feel his hard body softened by the downy hairs on his chest tickling her back as he wrapped her in his strong bulging arms. Alas, she was alone in the bed.
Madison slowly let her eyes drift open looking around, hoping that he would still be in the room with her. Regrettably, he wasn't there, but she knew he had business to take care of and keeping her safe was one she hoped he was handling right now. She knew he could dominate her, master her and do things to her she never imagined, but she felt safe and content with him.
It was a weird new feeling for her, and she knew Rocky could be a hard cruel taskmaster. She knew he would tie her up, tease her unmercifully 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 Rocky and even though she knew she was in love with him, she was scared to tell him again.
Madison 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.
Madison 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 remembered she still didn't have any clothing and wondered what she should do. She thought back to yesterday 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. It suddenly dawned on her the game they were playing; he was the sexual predator stalking his prey and she was his willing prey staked out for his consumption. The very thought of him preying on her willing body sent chills running through her belly.
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Madison kept intruding his thoughts and he found himself daydreaming again about last night. 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 but wild petulance. She had the body of a centerfold, the sex drive 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 the 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 sleeping next to him; something that he had never done.
Women had always been a means to an end or pleasurable pursuit, and he was good at driving women to their heart-stopping edge of sanity. However, they were not something to get involved with and his icy professional demeanor allowed him to do just that. Some women were more pleasurable than others, but none could reach his heart, till now. Rocky had no idea why she affected him the way she did, but he knew he wanted her, she would be his sub and HE protected what was his.