“Succulent,” he whispered the word into angel’s ear.
She turned and looked deep into his green flashing eyes. It was the Cowboy. It had to be him, the man she had come so far to met. The man she knew would fulfill her every desire. The one who had stolen her heart over the Internet over a year ago. This party was their first chance to be together. The first chance they had to learn if reality would be as good as cyberspace.
The Place “Maisson de la Croix,” the state Louisiana, the city New Orleans, actually about ten miles outside nestled next to a huge bayou filled with strange sounds of the night.
It was here that Mistress Jude had set the big Mardi Gras party. Angel, dressed in white with huge silver wings was loving every minute of the night and the place. The atmosphere cried out for debauchery and she was ready to be debauched.
Present were about thirty people, evenly mixed. All were members of the exclusive writers club. " Erotica Two”.
Right now however, our story centers on the cowboy and his angel. He whispered in her ear again, she held out her hand and they slowly walked up stairs. Anyone looking would have seen his hand reach up to cup her ass. They also would have heard her gasp of delighted surprise and seen her huge smile.
The cowboy and the angel walked into a well-prepared guestroom. It had everything they desired and more than they expected. He held up cuffs, and she placed her wrists within his oversized waiting hands. He buckled them tight, slipping one finger under to be sure her circulation was all right. He then covered her painted face with a blindfold. “Can’t have you seeing the means of your desecration,” he laughed.
Suddenly Angel wasn’t sure, this was a good idea. Playing at D/s on the Internet was one thing, suddenly he didn’t sound like he was playing.
“Master, she whispered, may I speak?” He had already pushed her costume up around her waist and was steadily pulling her very small and very beautiful white lace thong down her legs, but gave her permission.
Just as she opened her mouth, his mouth found her passionate center and his tongue snaked in deep.
“Oh God, yes, please deeper, that’s wonderful,” she cried out and her legs shivered with the intentness of her emotions.
“Was that what you wanted to say my angel, he bit gently on her exposed and throbbing clit?”
This had the effect of sending her into ripples of pleasure.
“By the way, God has little to do with this, or anything else that happens tonight.”
Angel finally managed to say, “Please don’t hurt me.”
“Oh Angel, he kissed her inner thighs to her ankles and back up as he gently pushed her over the waiting bed. I will hurt you, that’s the best part. You will yell, scream, and come for me. I have waited forever to bring you both pleasure and pain.”
Before she could respond, he had her tied to the bed.
“Now lets get rid of this getup, when I am finished my little Angel you will leave here a whole new woman.”
All Angel could do was moan as the cold sharp blade cut steadily up the back of her outfit, until she lay bare to the warm southern breeze. Head turning to the side she tried to hear what he was doing, but to no avail. She felt his cock gently rub against her mouth. She shivered at the feeling and opened her mouth as she felt hot rough licks on her now exposed ass. How could this be?
Opening her mouth to ask what was happening, he pushed deeper and his hands urged her on, as they tangled deep in her long red hair. Once well seated he began pulling her back and forth like the reins on horse. She automatically began to suck and lick the treasure she had waited for so long.
