The Dark Tower Ch 06

The final (for now) chapter in The Dark Tower saga. Please do not read if adult themes or maledom offends you. This is ONLY a fantasy, please distinguish between fantasy and real life. Thank you to all who read my stories!

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Taking another deep breath, head still down, she finally finished her sentence. "I have decided that..." she rose her head to look him into his gorgeous blue eyes. Shaking, almost in disbelief that she was going to make this decision, she held her wrists together, hand in hand. "I have decided that I will be yours my beloved, and remain by your side. My answer is yes -- I will be yours!"

He was speechless as she spoke these soft words throughout the quiet night where only a light breeze could be heard.

"Lock me up, take me, and make me yours. But love me." she whispered, as her throat wavered choking out those words.

He smiled like she had never seen before. She almost thought that she saw tears welling up in his eyes, but it was hard to tell in the dark despite the moonlight. Silently crying, she threw her arms around the Man in Black, holding him tightly. She could no longer hold back from him, no matter how hard she tried. The princess buried her head in his chest, and the muscular arms of the man held her tight in a warm embrace. Gently, like a loving master or a protective daddy, he stroked her head as he took her into his strong arms. They held each other for several long passionate filled moments, as time seemed to stand still. With two fingers, he lifted her chin up, wiped away her tears with both of his hands. Then he kissed her.

Her body felt weak as if her legs were ready to buckle but she kissed him back, throwing her arms around her love. He held her even tighter, kissing her so deeply with his mouth inside hers.

He momentarily picked her up, only to move a few feet towards the entrance of the cave and held her up against the wall, still kissing her gorgeous lips. Wrapping her legs around him, she kissed him back, her tongue swirling against his and holding his face. He slid her down the wall just a little in order to make her level with him; her legs held onto him tightly. Kissing her neck, he moaned as she threw her head back. Her entire body shivered as she felt goosebumps overwhelm her body.

He swept her off of her feet and started walking deeper inside the cave. Her body was extremely cold. The Man in Black felt bad that he hadn't noticed; he was simply lost in the passion. However she was just as well and forgot that she was so lightly dressed, not noticing the stinging bite of the cold autumn air.

The cave was dark. After a few twist and turns, torch light illuminated a clear pathway that opened up into a chamber that resembled her princess-like bedroom from the Dark Tower. She was absolutely amazed at the resemblance -- it was almost an exact replica except for the darker colors of the tapestries and furniture and the lack of lighting in the dimly lit room. In the center of the room was a tall canopy bed with dark-grey iron posts and soft black sheets. He gently laid his princess upon the bed, covering her up with a thin sheet from the bed. The Man in Black had every intention of letting her rest at this late hour and returning in the morning, but could not resist her beauty. He could not resist her charms. He could not resist ...anything about her. He leaned down to kiss her once again.

He quickly started to take off her thin white slip, lifting it over her head. In only a thin white see-through bra and matching panties, his hands rubbed lightly against her body. The lightest touch of his fingers warmed her insides and made the princess damp. She reached forward to take off his black outer garments. The more passionately she kissed him, the harder she ripped his jacket and shirt off of his body. His muscles flexed against the soft glow of the torch. The only time her eyes broke away from his was to stare at his amazing pecks. She couldn't help but touch them lightly -- they were so hard. He moaned quietly, trying to control his breath.

He held her hands tightly and above her head with one hand. With his other hand, the man quickly unfastened her bra and began to feel her soft delicate breasts. The princess moaned as he threw it to the floor.

"My princess, you promised to be mine. Are you sure you are willing? Do you trust me?"

She nodded yes to both questions. "I know there is no going back, my love. My Master," she cooed.

Momentarily letting go of her wrists, he reached into the drawers of the black night stand by her bed and pulled out a set of iron black shackles with only a few inches from cuff to cuff. He saw her passionate face turn into a wicked, erotic smile.

She thought to herself, he must have placed them knowing I would say yes -- or hoping that I would say yes.

He also couldn't help but smile an evil grin. Taking his time so each moment would last, savoring it as if she was his last dinner, he cuffed one of her wrists and locked it tightly. He looped the chain around the vertical steel posts of the headboard and fastened the remaining cuff to her other arm. She was such a gorgeous sight, cuffed tightly and arms stretched out. Now she was his, and now she was helpless.

Her hips slid closer to him. The man pulled her white panties off of her, leaving her completely naked. As they slid off of her, she wiggled her legs just enough to assist him taking them down. She also savored this moment, knowing this was the best moment of her life and that it may never happen again should the world suddenly stop, should it end tomorrow. Her gorgeous body glistened in the light and they both knew that she would be his.

Shirtless, the man crawled upon the princess. He unzipped his pants. As she saw his hard cock come out, the princess began smiling greedily, realizing how hard he was already.

There is one sure way to tell how a man feels about his girl, she mused to herself.

Squirming in place, playing as hard-to-get as one could in her position, she wanted to feel him deep insider her body. She needed it, she craved it. Her body ached for it. Finally, he plunged it into her. The princess thought she would explode right then and there and let out a loud moan that echoed off of the chambers walls. His cock penetrated her sweet wet pussy and his body held on to hers tightly. Holding her body, he shoved himself deeper inside of her, rocking his hips back and forth. "Oh, Master," she cried out.

Her legs opened up wide, allowing him further access to her secret treasures. She wrapped her calf's around his back, trying to pull his body into her more; sensations of unbelievable explanation coursed throughout her entire body. He continued to pound his hardness deep within her delicate body, and she held on to the headboard as if she was riding horseback and about ready to fall off. Nonetheless, she was being ridden like a wild mare (and very hard). The chains of the shackles rattled against the bed posts as iron hit iron. The moans of both the man and the princess turned into wild screams as if they were animals.

Finally, as his breathing heightened, his cock could not take any more. He orgasmed with such an incredible force into his delicate princess, his rose. Feeling his cum deep within her as he fired rope after rope was all she needed to send her over the edge; she climaxed with incredible force and screamed. Her body tightened and her pussy tightened on his cock; she screamed like a whore but did not care. She still felt like his princess -- and that was the important thing. Of course she was embarrassed and didn't want to, but scream after scream came out as their juices mixed and slowly trickled out of her body. There was no holding back for her.

She did not want to let go of him with her legs. And he didn't get up; he collapsed upon her and lay there. The only sounds in the entire chamber were the sounds of heavy breathing from two intertwined lovers. He didn't say anything, but she could tell how he felt by watching his breathing as his stomach rose and fell. Closing her eyes, her head relaxed and fell deep into the pillows.

The man pulled himself out of her slowly, exhausted. He slid up her body so he could be face to face with her.

He had a look in his eye that she had never seen; a look of love and devotion to her. Not just ecstasy and pleasure. Tears welled up in her eyes.

She knew that, even though he was her master now, she still had a kind of hold on him that not just any pet or slave can do. That made her feel special. More special than she had ever felt as a princess.

She giggled, tears still in her eyes, as he caressed her face. Oh, how she loved that simple touch of his fingers to her rosy cheeks. She was now completely his, and she knew it; to lover her or to hurt her. She had no choice but to trust him. Her heart wouldn't have it any other way. "I am so sorry, master, for losing control like that. I...I...." she stuttered.

Putting a finger to her lip, he shushed her. "I wouldn't have it any other way, my princess. If the world ended tomorrow, I would still be happy except for the fact that we missed the future. But somehow I believe we would still be together even beyond."

Taking out the key to her cuffs, he released her from her bondage. This time. He held her head and kissed her. "I love you, my princess. You shall always be mine..."

"And I love you, my prince..." Her words trailed off, tightly holding her Man in Black, ...her friend, her lover, her master, her soul-mate. This was the most cherished moment of her life so far, and looked forward to what the rest of her adventures with the Man in Black, her Master, would bring them both...