You hear a monotone voice not unlike the one you remember from your last monorail ride at an amusement park, “Don’t bother with the seat belt if you need to be restrained, you will be tied down. As far as whether or not you are ready for this ride we will see soon enough. Do you have the price of admission? Can you fulfill desires and allow yourself to be taken to the heights of orgasmic passion? Your driver is very imaginative and can play many ways. Enough of questions and prologue, it is time to start the ride. Let the adventure begin!“
“Welcome aboard! Your guide on this erotic adventure is Rick. You will know him as Hunter or Master. By boarding this ride you, his prey has stepped into his trap. There is no escape he now controls your destiny. Throughout the ride, you should guide Hunter as he attempts to find out all he can about what makes his prey most excited.”
You are now alone in the dark.
You realize that you have been left naked in a room unknown to you. You can’t remember coming here. The last thing you remember was leaving home this morning to go on an adventure your friend had talked you into. Is this the adventure you had been promised, or has something gone wrong? Suddenly a bright light shines in the room. It comes from a door that has been opened wide across the room. As you eyes adjust to the brightness you recognize the silhouette of a tall muscular man in the doorway. He enters the room and the door closes behind him. You here the sound of a lock engaging.
You tremble slightly. Oddly you are not afraid. The trembling is more out of excited anticipation. What are the words playing in your head? Something about an adventure beginning. A deep voice says, “This will never do,” and a soft light comes on. You see the man is handsome, but not in the catalogue model way. You judge him to be about 6’ 2”, well built but not the body builder type. His eyes though nondescript in color are mesmerizing. His shoulder length sandy-blond hair is almost mane-like. He wears casual but stylish clothing. The old fashioned fedora he wears on his head is strangely appropriate.
When the man grins lecherously at you, you remember that you are naked. You glance about looking hopefully for something to cover yourself with. Finding nothing your cross your arms over your breasts and draw your knees up to conceal your genitals. He says, “No, do not hide your treasures lovely lady! I am Hunter, you must give yourself freely to me or the adventure will not be pleasurable.” His deep baritone voice is melodic and sensual. Somewhat entranced by Hunter you lower your arms and reveal your orb-like breasts. As you lower your knees and spread your legs you feel the wetness begin to develop in your pussy. Hunter tells you to stand and show yourself to him. His power is such that you could not resist if you wanted to. For some reason you do not want to resist. Pictures of this stranger atop you filling you to your very core with his manhood dance in your head. You tingle as deep in your loins an animal instinct begins to take hold.
Without being told you slowly turn around to show Hunter all of your charms. When your back is to him, Hunter steps forward and places his strong hands gently on your shoulders. Your spine tingles as if a bolt of electricity shot through you. His hands slid down and cup your tits as his lips touch your ear. His warm tongue traces the edge of your ear as he whispers, “You are to remain silent and submit to my wishes. If you do, the adventure will fill your every desire. Otherwise… ” His words are commanding and gentle at the same time. There is no need to finish the sentence; you understand the meaning clearly. Hunter nibbles your earlobe and he runs his tongue along your neck, while continuing to caress your tits. His thumbs swirl around and over your now hard nipples. Taking one hand from your breast he turns your face toward him. His lips are amazingly soft brushing your cheek as he moves towards your mouth. He presses tightly against your ass, as your lips meet.
While Hunter gently touches your lips with his, you can feel his growing bulge press into you. His cock seems large but not overly so. As with everything else about this man, it is perfect. You part your lips and allow his tongue to slowly enter your mouth. You crave his cock now and want to tell him, but fear his wrath if you speak. You turn and are enveloped in his arms; your tits press to him; his bulging cock tight against your abdomen. Your lips press harder together and your tongues dance an erotic tango, moving from your mouth to his mouth in rhythm. Hunter steps back and removes the fedora from his head and tosses it across the room. He then slowly undresses as you watch transfixed. When he removes his shirt you see his chest is well-developed and covered in soft light brown hair. When he steps out of his pants you can see his cock peeking out of the top of his tight bikini underwear. You feel your pussy flood as you imagine wrapping your lips around his thick tantalizing cock head. Then he says, “Do you want to release the beast yourself, my dear?”
As if driven by a force deep inside you, you move slowly over to Hunter. Hunter takes your hands and places them on hips. He stares deeply into your eyes. A conflict rages within you. You know if you pull off his briefs you will have given all control to Hunter. A voice in your head warns you if you don’t stop now he will turn you into a slut. However, your body is brimming with lust and desire. You want Hunter more then you have ever desired anything before. Your lust wins and you grasp the waistband and lower his briefs. You drop to the floor as you slowly slide the silky material down his legs. When he steps out of the underwear and is naked before you, you gaze up adoringly at his cock. You are almost drooling over his hard manhood. Desire overwhelms you and you kiss his shaft softly.
Hunter pulls you head back and speaks, “It is polite to ask before acting!”
You apologize and beg him to allow you to suck his magnificent cock. Your mind reels; you can’t believe you are begging this stranger to allow you to suck him. Suddenly Hunter takes a hold of your hair and pulls hard enough to cause your mouth to open and shoves his cock into your mouth. A mixture of feelings running the gambit from revulsion and fear to overwhelming lust and desire fill your being. As his swollen, bulbous cock head touches the roof of your mouth and slides toward your throat you concentrate on not gagging, fearing you will anger Hunter. His spongy helmet leads the vanguard into your throat and just as you think you will choke Hunter pulls back.
