Silent Submission

She stood, apprehensively, on the wooden porch guarding the entrance of the large, weatherboard house. The scent of roses escaped from the garden and freely caressed her robust form as she held her breath and fought the butterflies in her stomach. She took a step forward, the heel of her black leather high heels crashing down on the porch, killing the nervous silence and reverberating into eternity. She knew he would be standing on the other side of the white front door, aware of her presence yet waiting until she rang the doorbell. She regained her breath and gingerly reached out toward the doorbell, a strand of luscious red hair spilling across her face. She pressed the button; he opened the door immediately.

He smiled his approval as his gaze embraced her. Her shoulder length red hair framed an innocent face, her sweet cherry lips in a perfect pout as her blue-grey eyes sought his. Her pale throat half hidden by the mid-calf length black overcoat she wore. She shifted from one foot to another under his gawp uncomfortably, her shapely stocking-clad calves tapering into slim ankles above chic black heels. She blushed as she moved, aware of the wetness already growing between her creamy thighs.

Wordlessly, he stepped back and invited her in. Shutting the door behind her, he coaxed the coat from her frame and, without warning, pushed her naked shoulders back against the wall of the hallway. The blue satin corset hugged her figure and he murmured in appreciation as he ran his fingertips over her delicious cleavage, sending a shiver through her body. She held in a sigh as he placed his hand at the lacy top of her black thigh-high stockings, and softly massaged her warm skin. He leaned into her, pressing his lips hard against hers and slipping his tongue deftly into her mouth, then breaking off the kiss and stepping back before she had time to reciprocate.

Lightly, he took her hand in his and led her down the hallway into the cavernous guest room. The curtains were drawn and the room was engulfed in obscurity. He turned to her, and pressed lightly down on her shoulders. Obediently, she dropped to her knees on the soft, plush carpet and knelt, motionless, as he moved around the large room lighting candles. He returned, standing before her in the warm glow of the flickering light. She raised her head, looking up at him as he locked his eyes on hers and delved into his pocket, pulling out a blue silken scarf. He leaned forward, draping the scarf across her eyes and tying it firmly at the back of her head, the blue of the silk contrasting against the rich colour of her hair. Her heart quickened as her world fell into darkness and she was forced to rely on her other senses. A tingle moved swiftly through her attentive body as he trailed a fingertip across her cheek and let it linger, momentarily, on her full lips.

She was unable to suppress an audible sigh as she heard him fumble with his belt buckle. Eagerly, she ran her tongue over her soft lips as her ears caught the unmistakable sound of a zipper unzipping. He smiled to himself as he watched her lick her lips hungrily, his cock was hard in his hand and he let his pants collapse around his feet. He stood motionlessly in front of her, making her wait until she shivered in anticipation. Without thinking, her hand moved to the ever-increasing wetness caught in the sheer panties between her legs. She heard him growl and quickly retracted her hand, though not before he reprimanded her with a short, gentle blow across her cheek. Shamed, the crimson crept across her face.

He painted a finger with his pre-cum and, slowly and deliberately, smeared it across her lips. Her tongue snaked quickly across her lips, and she murmured softly as she savoured his taste. He stepped closer to her; she inhaled deeply, smelling his deep, masculine scent. He pressed the head of his hard cock against her warm, alluring lips, barely able to contain a sigh as she responded by running the tip of her tongue over him. Keenly, she took the head of his cock into her inviting mouth and felt him pulsate against her tongue. She swirled her tongue around him adeptly, eliciting a guttural groan from his lips and a twitch from the base of his cock. She tightly pursed her lips around him, and swiftly began to work her mouth over the head of his cock, sighing into him as his pre-cum coated her red lips and slithered across her tongue. He drank her in through his eyes, her sweet face blemished by the silk blindfold and violated by the hard cock in her wholesome mouth, and he battled to contain the orgasm he felt rising deep within.

Suddenly, she engulfed his entirety greedily, drawing a cascade of moans from him as he felt the head of his cock nudge the back of her throat and saw her nose almost pressing against his stomach. Overcome with desire, he placed his hands over her ears and held her head still, his cock deep within her mouth. She caressed his cock with her tongue, and squirmed from the wetness now smudged against her thighs from her soaked panties. His breathing grew ragged as he continued to hold her still and, slowly at first, began to move his cock in and out of her mouth. He quickened his pace, thrusting his hips as he fucked her lovely mouth, barely able to control himself.

He stopped and held himself deep in her mouth again, before withdrawing completely and taking his hands from over her ears. She was a beautiful sight; her slightly swollen lips glistened in the muted candle light and her panties were visibly wet. He tapped her on the shoulder, motioning for her to rise and she did so obediently. She ran her tongue around the inside of her mouth, relishing his wonderful taste, and desperately wanting more. He stepped in to her, holding her arms and drawing her closer to him as he kissed her firmly, his tongue exploring his own flavour. Breaking off the kiss, he moved behind her and breathed hotly in her ear, causing an explosion of shivers over her body. He ran his hands over the satin corset, she could feel his hardness pressing against her and she wriggled back against him, a sigh taking flight from his lips as her full, round ass caressed him. He stepped back, taking the cord of her corset in his hands and undoing it carefully. The corset fell from her, exposing her pale satin skin and her large, ripe breasts and rosy pink nipples. The colour rose in her cheeks as she heard him move in front of her, aware of the lusty stare falling on her chest.

He stood, silent and unmoving, as his eyes greedily fondled her half-naked form. Her chest rose and fell with each quickening breath and her ears strained to hear the noise he was not making. He reached out, taking a pink nipple between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed it forcefully. The unexpected touch caused her to whimper softly. Smiling, he strummed both her erect rosy nipples with his fingers before trailing his fingertips lightly down her stomach and resting them atop her sheer, hip-hugging panties. He felt her body quiver under his touch and heard her breath catch in her throat as he ran a finger teasingly over her panty-covered pussy and pressed softly against her tender clitoris. She felt herself flush as he peeled the panties from her hips, rolling them slowly down her stocking-clad thighs and allowing them to fall to the floor. He knelt in front of her placing his hands on her hips and pulling her closer to him and kissed her warm, wet pussy as passionately as he would her mouth. A low moan fell from her lips as she felt his nimble tongue working at her needy pussy and she pressed herself hard against him. He filled his mouth with her, delighting in her enticing taste before, much to her dismay, standing again and gently taking her hand.

She followed him across the soft carpet until he stopped and took his hand from hers. As she stood still her heart was ready to explode in her chest in anticipation of the unknown. He placed his hands firmly on her lily-white shoulders and turned her, then, in one swift move, he pushed her backwards. She fell, gasping in relief as she felt the springy mattress of the large four-post bed embrace her. The cool blue silk sheet caressed her hot skin and she enjoyed the sensation. He arranged her on the bed with her legs spread wide and her arms away from her torso, and he tied her wrists and ankles to the bedposts with strips of the same blue silk that was covering her eyes. She was an erotic, luscious version of Da Vinci's Vitruvian Man as she laid spread-eagled on the bed. He stood, drinking in the delicious vision of her, her delicate feet hiding in the stylish black heels, the sheer black stockings only adding to the shape of her legs and stopping in a flurry of lace mid-way up her thighs. Her smooth pussy pouted at him and glistened in the flickering light and her stomach, pale and slightly rounded, led up to her full, globular breasts where her pink nipples stood erect and in need of attention. Her red hair spilled across her creamy shoulders and slid onto the blue sheet and only the silk scarf tied across her eyes marred her perfect face.

Moving away from the bed, he walked to the cupboard and opened a drawer. She heard his every move; her mind raced with possibilities as he rummaged noisily, and deliberately, through the drawer. She listened to him return and stand beside the bed, her nerves abused as he unexpectedly brought the black leather riding-crop hard down against the silk sheet she laid on, causing her whole body twitch in shock and a warm tremble of excitement to follow. He ran the tip of the crop over her stomach, watching in satisfaction as a wave of goose bumps spread over her form. He trailed the crop up, over her breasts and looped the leather tip over one of her nipples. She sighed as the cold leather fondled one nipple and then the other. In one swift motion, he lifted the crop from her and brought it down firmly against her breast. She gasped as the leather hit her soft skin, her breast stinging initially then spreading a familiar warmth across her torso. Her pale skin glowed a gentle pink as he smacked the crop against her other breast. He gently teased her nipples with the leather tip before hitting her again, a little harder this time. She sighed, the tingle in her breasts running down directly to her pussy, her wetness increasing with each smack of the crop. He whipped her more and her sighs turned to whimpers each time the leather caressed her tender, reddening skin. He stopped as a quiet sob escaped her mouth, and leaned down, gently kissing her stinging breasts and softly running his tongue over her puffy red nipples.

Standing again, he lightly trailed the top of the riding crop down her stomach to the top of her delightful pink slit, causing her to quiver at the touch of the leather. He pressed the crop against her clitoris and circled it gently, luring a composition of moans from her sweet mouth. Suddenly, lifting the crop from her, he firmly smacked her pussy. She writhed under the stinging blow, her breathing growing ragged as the sensation rang throughout her body. Pain mingled with pleasure as he drew his attention back to her sensitive clit, fondling it gently with the black leather. Her pussy smouldered as he smacked her again, pushing her another step closer to the edge of orgasm. Without warning, he pushed the crop deep inside her wetness. She cried out, her pussy trembling as he began to fuck her with the crop, demanding her to cum for him. Her face wrought with pleasure as her moans began to crescendo; he could feel how tight she was around the crop as he thrust it into her quickly. Her thighs twitched involuntarily as she exploded inside, her back arching and her heart galloping as she came hard. Her juices coated the crop and smeared against the inside of her thighs. He pulled the crop from her as her orgasm subsided and she lay still, trying to regain her breath as her pussy continued to throb. He placed the wet leather of the crop against her lips, aware of the eagerness pulsing through his groin as she licked ravenously at her own essence.

Throwing the crop to the floor after she had licked it clean, he hastened around the bed, untying her wrists and ankles. He took her roughly by the shoulders, sliding her across the smooth silk sheets and turning her, until she was kneeling on the carpet beside the bed and leaning over it, her large breasts squashed against the mattress and the cool blue sheet caressing her cheek. He took a blue scarf and bound her wrists behind her back. She trembled, whimpering in anticipation as she felt him impatiently pushing her thighs wider apart. He ran his finger down her slippery slit, delighted at how wet and utterly aroused she was. He was throbbing now, pre-cum coated the head of his hard cock and he needed her quickly. Grabbing her hips, he rubbed himself against her wetness, the long-anticipated touch drawing moans from both of them. She desperately tried to push back against him, inviting him inside her. In one smooth action, he entered her wet pussy, pushing in as deep as he could, a low guttural groan tumbling from his lips as he felt her warm silkiness snugly around him. She gasped as he filled her and held himself deep inside her. He pulled back from her, almost completely withdrawing, before he thrust his entirety into her again. She clenched herself tightly around his cock, feeling him pulsate inside her. He stayed buried deep inside her as he took a hand from her hip and reached around underneath her, coating his fingers in her slick juices, teasing her sensitive clitoris and making her sigh and shudder in pleasure. He slowly, but forcefully, began to move rhythmically in and out of her as his fingers circled her clit, urging her to cum.

A composition of sighs flew from her mouth as she felt her entire body quake, his relentless fingers delving around her clit and his hard cock forever filling her greedy pussy, pushing her towards another orgasm. He felt her spasm around his cock and pinched her clit firmly between his fingers, sending her flying over the edge. She moaned loudly into the mattress, her body rigid as her heart stopped momentarily, her cum dribbling down her thighs and wetting the lacy tops of the black stockings and smothering his cock. He took his hand from her clit, and withdrew his cock from her wetness as her orgasm faded and she caught her breath.

He ran his sticky fingers slowly down the crack between her buttocks, stopping at her small anus and wriggling a finger inside her. He felt her respond instantly, clasping tightly around his finger and moving her hips back against him. Taking his finger from her, he spread her ass cheeks with his hands and pressed the head of his cock, glistening with her juices, against her opening. Without warning, he grasped her hips and slammed himself deep inside her tight ass. She cried out, cumming immediately. The top of her stockings were soaked with her cum. She pushed back against him as he withdrew entirely, and then began moving just the head of his cock quickly in and out of her ass. She writhed underneath him, unable to contain her moans as he invaded her. Her anus was hot against the head of his cock, turning his desire into frenzy.

He drove himself deeply into her, groaning as he felt her tighten around him. He withdrew, and pushed back in forcefully, the loud sound of his skin slapping against hers was barely audible between their mingled moans of pleasure. He quickened his pace, aware of the tightening in his balls as he fucked her ass fast and fervently. He felt her shudder underneath him, and he slammed into her powerfully as he took a hand from her hip and reached out, taking a candle from the bedside table. He moaned in anticipation as he extinguished the candle, slipping in and out of her gaping ass easily now. His balls began to spasm as he quickly approached orgasm, and he pushed himself as deep inside her as he could. Unable to contain himself any longer, he cried out as he began to climax, his whole body twitching as he erupted far inside her. He tipped the candle over her as his orgasm hit fully, his breathing heavy and ragged as the warm wax splashed along her spine. She yelped, whimpering as the wax hit her unready body. His moans mixed with hers, the combined sensations of the wax heating her soft skin and of him bursting inside her were too much, and she came again. She shuddered hard, gasping for breath as her ass tightened around him and milked him of his cum while her juices flowed freely down her stockinged thighs, pooling on the floor between her knees.

He collapsed on her, tenderly kissing her shoulders and neck as the last of his orgasm washed over him. She murmured underneath him, sighing contentedly as he softened and slipped out of her. He stood, released her wrists and helped her to her feet. Turning her to face him, he kissed her mouth ardently as he reached behind her and undid the silk blindfold. He stepped back, caressing her with his content gaze one last time; her luscious red hair unkempt, her china-white face flushed crimson, her beautiful lips swollen and there was satisfaction in her bottomless eyes. Her breasts were pink and tender, her nipples puffy and standing proud. Her pussy was soaked and sticky, and the inside of her black stockings were stained dark from her own cum. She was gorgeous.

He gathered her corset and panties and placed them in a bag. Smiling, he took her hand and led her, clad only in stockings and heels, to the front door. He took the heavy black coat from the hanger and helped her into it, doing the buttons up slowly as his eyes gave her his thanks. He kissed her softly on the cheek as he placed the bag in her hands and opened the door for her. She stepped outside as he closed the door behind her, the heel of her black high heels crashing down on the porch and reverberating into eternity ...