Saturday

The familiar sound rings in my ear, loud as thunder. I rush down the stairs in a frenzy, not wasting a second getting to the door. I unlock the door and open it to see your smiling face drawing eerily close to mine. There's a tense silence. I open the door even wider now, smiling back at you as I motion for you to follow me. You step inside and close the door behind you, your eyes refusing to take themselves off me for even an instant. The door locks behind you.

"Welcome," I smile crookedly and say with my best dirty voice, "we're the only two here."

You smile back and you suddenly feel your nipples begin to harden as you become internally excited. I lead the way, going up the stairs. You follow close behind, holding my hand. At the top of the landing, you hear music and you smile as your recognize Alexia's sweet voice mixed with Brandon's screams. I push on the handle and the door to my cave opens, the music now at its peak, blaring in your ears. You stop and close the door behind you, transfixed on the sight before you.

I go over to the stereo and play with the dials for a minute, trying to get the perfect song mellowing in both our ears while you explore the room. You're eyebrows raise as you take in the hectic amount of BVB pictures on the mirror. Three Days Grace's "Pain" comes on, filling your ears and you turn around, a slow smile creeping up your face, devouring it. I smile wide, look at you for an instant and then begin taking all the sheets off the bed, dumping every single one on the floor, out of sight.

I take your hand and dim the lights low, letting the music fill our ears. You lead, sitting down on the foot of the bed. I follow, not taking my eyes off you. The music surrounds us as we stare into each other's eyes and incredibly slowly, our faces come closer and closer to each other. Seconds pass and then finally, my lips touch yours.

You moan in pleasure as the scent of mint fills your mouth and nose. You breathe it in, savoring it. I put my hand at the back of your head, pulling you in close; afraid to let you go. My lips release, but my hand does not. I stare directly into your eyes and I know, I know at that very instant...you want more. I come into you more in a rush this time, violently colliding your lips with mine. Again, the same scent fills you and you open your lips apart. I take a chance, pulling out, opening mine and driving them into yours. The sweet sensation of your mouth invades me as I moan softly, letting you know how much I enjoy it. I open my mouth as wide as I can and kiss you, your entire mouth engulfed in mine. You stay there and smile to yourself. Then, with a split-second decision, your tongue slowly comes out of your mouth and plunges into mine. They interlock, playing with each other and we both smile, our tongues both in battle. Mine is the first one to stop and I grind it into your teeth, sweeping it all around your mouth. Our mouths still interlocked, you slowly grow bored of this game and begin to kiss me more. My tongue resists the urge to keep exploring the deep insides of your mouth, but it obeys, slithering back to its master. Your hands wrap around me and you pull me forwards, letting my body collapse on top of yours.

Our kissing continues, more slowly than before, as our bodies finally get comfortable with each other. I straddle you on the bed, my dick resting on your waist. As I stretch my body downwards towards yours, I put my hands on either side of your waist and methodically begin to lift your shirt up. I go slow, my face by your stomach. A burst of excitement rushes through you as my tongue comes out of my mouth and plays in your bellybutton. I continue lifting your shirt up and my tongue continues its ascent, licking up your body. Your body convulses as my tongue hits a sweet spot and a fresh burst of excitement shoots up your body. My hands are gentler as I lift your shirt over your breasts, my tongue following slowly behind. My tongue stops just below your breasts and your moan in pure torture, your mind begging me to give them a good lick. But I don't and continue the torture, my hands now above your chest, lifting your shirt over your face and hair, taking it completely off. Just like the sheets, I throw it to the ground.

You lift up slightly as my hands hug your body, going from your chest to your back. Once there, my hands fight over one of the few things that is shielding what will drive me mad. My hands struggle, carefully unclasping your bra strap. It comes off with ease and I bring it out from under you, my eyes clamped shut and throw it in the accumulating pile of clothes. I jam my dick into your body through my pants and my hands feel up your body until they get to your breasts. They cup them and slowly massage them. I ease my body back into your as I kiss you once more, my tongue going deep into the back of your mouth. On its decent, my tongue rushes along the roof of your mouth and I pull it out. I stare at your breasts, mesmerized and I bend down, my tongue coming out once again. It makes a pass from the bottom of your breast to your nipple. My tongue dances around it and in an instant, you can't see it anymore, my mouth hungrily mistaking it for a snack. I open as wide as I can, trying to get my mouth around your breast and as my mouth reaches its full extent, I begin to close my mouth, going purposely slow. My lips hug your breast, savoring the feel of it and when I close my mouth, it closes around your nipple. I push my mouth into it, slowly and gently biting it. I feel it get harder and harder in my mouth and I slowly moan, letting you know how good it feels. I open my mouth, letting saliva drip down onto you.

I perk my face up and look at you. I smile wide instantly as I see the grin plastered on yours. My face disappears behind your breasts as my tongue comes out once more, wanting more action. It sticks to your stomach and I begin to move it upwards, gliding it slowly between your breasts. You moan loudly and I run my tongue on your neck and up your chin, finally settling on your lips as my tongue licks them from all directions.

Instantly, I feel a hand on my shirt and I look up, my tongue sliding back in. I tilt my head in curiosity. You smile evilly and without speaking, flip your hands over. I grin and nod, complying as we each interlock our bodies and flip over.

"It's my turn to be on top," you say sweetly.

My eyes grow wide as you begin to mirror my movements, slowly taking my shirt off, just as I had done to you. I leave my body entirely limp – it's now your toy and I am your puppet. I prop my head up on the pillow, not taking my eyes away from your movements as you stare in awe at my chest. You run your hands over my nipples and begin pinching and squeezing them, causing me sweet, enjoyable pain. I moan out to you in both pleasure and pain. You stop and think about what to do next. Your next idea comes in a flash as you realize we're both only half-naked. You smile when my mouth almost drops open as you slide back towards my dick and slowly begin unbuttoning my pants. Silence has long enfolded us and as I hear the button loudly unclasp, I just can't help it – I cum.

I feel the sticky moisture surround my dick and soak into my boxers. I look back up at you silently to find one eyebrow raised – you know what I just did. Still smiling, you pull on the zipper, tugging it downwards. I force my dick down and up, letting you know of its excitement. I lift my body up as you take my pants off and throw them to the ground. You eye the outline of my dick against my boxers and smile again. But you wait, paying me back for the torture I caused you earlier and take control of my hands, putting them on your pants. I stare at the sheer power I have before me and you chime in sweetly.

"Go ahead baby, its alllllllll yours"

This time, I smile and for once, don't take my time, I want them off and I want them off now. Within a few seconds, they're down there, along with all the others. You smile warmly as I stare in awe at your cherry-red panties. At that very second, I want it off SO bad. But I resist and I wait, knowing my wonderful pleasure will come first. You smile to yourself and get comfortable on top of me, your lips beginning to open. You swoop down slowly, your eyes fixated and I move my dick up and down, showing you it's ready. But you intend to give me more torture and the dark cum-filled stain as your target, the outline of my dick disappears inside your mouth and beneath my boxers, I pump it up and down again inside your mouth. Your lips close and I moan loudly as the moisture from your wet lips soaks through my boxers. You keep driving downward, my dick moving closer and closer to the back of your throat. Stopping when the cloth starts making you gag, you pull out a bit and slide it all around your mouth.

Instantly, you pull out, realizing that the real thing will taste much better. Your hands go for the opening and after playing with it for a few seconds; my dick slowly begins to emerge. You start at the tip and run your hand down it, feeling the skin and I move it up and down in your hand. You giggle and begin crushing it in your hand. I arch my back and moan as loud as ever. Then, knowing it was satisfying enough, you put both hands on it and begin moving them across it, squeezing and jerking it, treating it as your own rubber ducky. I sigh and look directly at your crookedly smiling face as you masturbate me. I give you an air kiss, letting you know that its time. You grin back and slowly but carefully dive in and I watch in pure excitement as my dick vanishes. You purse your lips together and I moan again as you begin sucking on it.

I nearly howl at the intense pleasure you're giving me. You smile to yourself and suck even harder. Barely containing it, my cum builds and builds and after another good, hard squeeze with your lips, my dick can't hold it any longer and it shoots into your mouth, filling it with my cum. You direct your mouth to the roof and gurgle my cum, nearly laughing. I tap you on the shoulder and you look back at me. At first, I just smile, but then I open my mouth very, very wide. You move your mouth close to mine and spit my cum into my mouth. I pretend to test its taste, but deep in my sick, twisted mind, I already know it tastes great. I swish it around in my mouth like mouthwash and then, suddenly, your lips are again against mine. Your body falls on top of me as we exchange my cum and I grow restless, my mind and body loving every second of it.

Simultaneously, we swallow, letting the liquid drench our throats and I sink down to where I can see and jam my dick into your bellybutton, thrusting hard. You moan as my rock hard dick begins to slide down your body towards your pussy. Your eyes follow its every move and I can see in your eyes that you're silently begging, pleading for me to fuck you. I use my hands to slowly slide your panties off and I torture you again, letting my dick slide and move around your pussy, not actually penetrating it. You moan again, not standing it, wanting more than anything to be fucked by me. I smile evilly, wrap my arms around you, hugging you tight and roll off the end of the bed. I hit the floor and my breath shortly goes away. I shake it off and I grin madly when I see you crawl up to me on all fours. I grab you by the hair and pull you towards me.

"You want me to bitch?" I almost snarl, "You want me to fuck you in the ass?"

You don't reply, but simply nod. I smile and release your hair. "Good slave," I answer back, "because that's exactly what I'm going to do whether you like it or not." You bend over farther and I push my dick into your leg, slowly moving it upwards on your body. You moan and giggle as I move backwards and my dick tickles your feet. I restart and drive it up your leg, getting closer and closer to your ass. I pull it away from your body as you open up more, allowing me to aim my dick directly into your asshole. I smile and go slow; silently knowing you can't take much more of me going so slow, that its torture. But for this, I have to and so I ease my dick into your ass and you almost shriek from the amount of pleasure I'm giving you. I start out moderately, letting you get used to this wonderful sensation and then I speed up, pulsating my dick forwards and backwards, going in farther each and every time. Your moans become louder and more consistent and I know you're having the time of your life.

I smile at that fact and pull out, letting you calm down. Looking down, my dick is almost crimson red and the veins seem like they are bulging out. I focus back on you; focus on the huge smile on your face."Thaank yoouuu master," you say to me.

Partly forgetting my role and focused solely on your beauty, I smile wide, knowing I'm the reason for your incredible mood, "You're welcome."

I look at the bed and reach under it, feeling for something. Your eyes follow my hand, watch as it vanishes and your heart-rate shoots through the roof. Finally, my eyes grow as my hand stumbles on the object I've been looking for. I pull out a completely full bottle of Hersey's chocolate syrup and your eyes nearly pop out. Eagerly, I twist the bottle open and the cover falls off. I pop the cap with my hand, hold it over my head and begin squeezing as hard as I can. Unconscientiously, I shiver as the cold syrup drenches me. I pour some in my mouth and close my eyes, savoring the taste. Instantly, you snatch the bottle away from me and do the same, drenching yourself. With the bottle completely empty, you throw it to the floor. I open my eyes and look at what you accomplished. You sit there and I smile, your pussy gives me tunnel vision and I get on my stomach, dragging my dick across the carpet.

I grab you around the legs, pull my body inwards and I stop, inches from your pussy, licking my lips eagerly. You smile at me and motion me forwards. With your legs as support, I force my tongue into your pussy and moan as this wonderful sensation I had never felt before rushes up to greet me. You feel your pussy tighten and you block my tongue with your hand, taking my tongue out. I look up, my bright Hazel green eyes sparkling and reflecting off you. You smile a little, "No master...let me..." I lick my lips as you take a hold of my head and slowly lift it up, dragging my dick on the carpet as I obey. You pull my hair back and force my neck upwards, craning your neck as you see the scar.

You get on your back, bring my head up over your and then shove it down towards your body, letting my tongue force itself into your pussy. You scream with delight and force it in deeper and deeper. I try and focus on the taste and lick the gooey substance that has covered my tongue. My eyes adjust to this new surrounding and I run my hands up your legs, and around your body, cupping your ass with my hands.

I run my hands into each other and as my tongue drives itself deeper into your pussy, I reach my finger out and my finger assfucks you, plowing deep into your asshole. You shriek and try to pull away, but it's impossible. You look down at me and smile, almost grinning. You throw your head up and moan in absolute pleasure, as my tongue and my finger come at you from both sides of your body. Suddenly, I feel your hands pick me up by my shoulders and I find myself on top of you, your face plastered with an immediate smile. Almost silently, you lower me towards your body, my dick sliding up your pussy, and then your stomach. You press me against you, my dick violently colliding with your body and I squirm, my dick massaging your stomach. You slowly advance your hand towards it.

I close my eyes and moan softly as the warmth of your hands closes in around it and you run your hand up it, squeezing lightly. You smile at my pleasure and as you get to the tip, you begin rubbing it back and forth with your hand, first lightly and then harder. Smirking, you cup the backside of your hand and force it towards my face. I squirm when the tip of my dick hits my stomach and you draw it back. Very carefully, you place your index finger on the very bottom of my rock hard dick and you begin to move it upwards. I giggle from the touch and the way it feels, you finger immensely tickling the sweet spot that makes me laugh in both pleasure and embarrassment. I almost burst with excitement as you try to stick your fingernail through the small opening and I cum a little, covering your finger and part of your hand by my juices. I move my hands up and take a hold of yours, moving your cum-drenched finger to my mouth. I open wide and plunge it in, closing my lips around it, licking everywhere. You moan as my tongue plays with your finger, trying to get as much cum off it as possible. I playfully try to swallow it for an instant before closing my lips tightly and ever so slowly, I pull your finger out my mouth, lightly kissing it. You withdraw it from my touch and stick it in your mouth, closing your eyes and you moan slowly, tasting me all over again.

I watch in absolute awe as your seductively run your finger down your body into your pussy where your ease your finger into it and your mildly shriek when you suddenly go too far and liquid starts to pour out. Without thinking, I begin collecting as much of the juice as I can. I put my hands to my mouth, pouring it in, relishing the sweet, sweet taste. You suddenly look at me with a hint of sadness and you pout, almost embarrassed. "Master..." you say sweetly, but afraid, "I have to pee." Your pout becomes even larger, afraid I will say "no"

"Yes, slave, you may go." You breathe a deep sigh of relief and start to walk towards the bathroom. I put my arm out and stop you. You instantly stop and cringe, afraid I changed my mind. "We aren't using the bathroom this time," I say and you cock your head at me, confused. I open my mouth wide and point to it. "From now on slave, THIS is where you will take your piss." Your eyes suddenly become wide and nearly gasping, but just letting a peep out, you obey, holding your piss in. I lay on my back and watch with my eyes wide as your beautiful ass comes to greet my face. You grab the end of the dresser to support yourself and I open your mouth very wide. Two seconds pass, then three. I lie tense and ready, working my throat muscles into overdrive. Suddenly, a yellow substance shoots out of your ass and begins to fill my mouth. Slowly, painfully, I swallow, feeling the liquid go down my throat as my mouth continues to receive more. After ten more seconds and four more painful swallows, the liquid finally ceases and silently, I breathe a sigh of relief.

You stand up and your ass comes away from my face. Turning around and staring at me questioningly, inside you are worried, but on the outside, you are afraid. I close my eyes and swallow the last few drops that remain. A small sound comes out of your mouth and eventually, you are able to speak, "Master..." you pause, feeling a bit guilty, "...are you okay?"

I swallow hard, the repulsive, foul-tasting liquid still coating my mouth and throat. I grab a bottle full of cider and take a long swig, trying to get the taste out of mouth. It somewhat works and I feel a little better. "Yes slave," I reply back, "I am fine. Now...get down on your knees bitch, you have been a bad girl and for that you shall be punished."

You do what you're told and sitting there patiently, you wonder in your mind what I am going to do. Turning a little, out of the corner of your eye, you see me reach my hand back. "FACE FORWARD you stupid fucking bitch!" I scream at you. Scared, you instantly comply, staring directly in front of you. Suddenly, you feel me spank you and your first reaction is to scream, but you moan as your asshole begins to tighten and you cry out as I spank you even harder. I suddenly stop and hyper, I start violently fucking you in the ass, unable to control myself. You pulse your body back and forth with mine and you let out of it and grab me, piling yourself next to me so we're side by side, staring into each other's eyes. Silently, you know what's coming next. You tense up as I wrap my legs around you and hold my dick inches away from your pussy. We begin to make out and fuck at the same time, rolling around on the floor, violently running into everything.