Hi, readers. This is the third part of my story palace. To say it in brief Riya is a beautiful middle-aged woman, who found an emotional bond with Sandy. She promised to do anything, he wants, as a gratitude (for his care and service).
After two days, Sandy visited the palace, again and he looked quite upset. I enquired about the same but he preferred not to answer. Hours passed and it was dawn now. Everybody left to their homes and I knew, Sandy would share that problem in private now.
I walked to him and asked, "you had a problem with me, right."
"Do you want me to get away from here, I was ready for it too," I said knowing his struggle to establish a relationship with a bitch like me.
"Will you marry me?" he asked and it was not a surprise.
"Don't even think about it," I confirmed and continued after wrapping my hands around his neck and kissing his forehead, "A slut like me, doesn't deserve to think of it. Whatever you knew or saw me is probably hundredth part of my insanity. I told you that I got divorced but the truth is my husband proved me a nymph in court with enough proofs and they supposed to sent me to an asylum. I just managed to escape."
He pushed me away and his eyes show that he was not at all convinced with my explanation.
"Ok then. I have an appointment tonight. Would you like to join me?" I asked.
He accepted it half-heartedly. It was a long journey, the city was almost ninety miles away and it was ten in the night when we reached the destination. As we reached, I started to explain him. "This is the place where I was getting treated. Master was too strict and you obey whatever he says."
We walked upstairs and rang the door-bell. After few seconds, my master opened the door.
"You are late again so no session today," he shut the door immediately before he completed.
"Please, master Cooper, open the door. This session is important for me. I had a guest too," I pleaded and the door opened in havoc.
"You dared to bring someone with you. You know our terms," he asked.
"Allow me to get inside and give me chance to explain master," I made that cute expression of ladies which can melt any heart.
We were signaled to get inside and I asked Sandy to sit on the couch.
"He wants to marry me," I told turning towards Cooper, "And I want him to know."
"My duty is to master you and I had nothing to do with this," he intoned in an authoritative assent.
"I know, but please allow him to watch, master," I urged.
After a brief discussion, my master accepted to let Sandy watch but only through the keyhole of other room.
"The rules for today session are No Words (that means I shouldn't speak to him), No don'ts (means I must accept everything) and No time limit. (which means this session ends at the will of my master.)" Cooper explained.
I nodded an okay and sighed to release my stress.
"Strip," my master ordered and I obeyed in seconds and got rid of all my clothes. "Completely naked" he commanded. I removed my sandals, chain, and two rings on the right hand.
Cooper pulled a table to the middle of the room and ordered me to climb over it. It had a very smooth finish, perfect edges, and sharp corners.
I climbed over but only to get pulled off roughly. My knees were hurt and I was lying on my boobs at the edge of the table.
"Push the table forward", Cooper said while crushing me into the table. I managed to push it few inches and the edges were making a clear impression on by girls. My master started to push me further so the smooth finish helped me to glide a bit until the edges reached my nipples.
"This slutty pussy needs some cock now," Cooper asked while rubbing my clit with his other hand. I nodded with the cute innocent expression that conveys him how bad I needed it. And in one big thrust, his entire dick was inside me.
I squealed out but not because of his cock in my already dripping wet pussy. But just out of the pain caused at my nipples, which were squeezed and crushed by the hard edges of the table. The hard thrusts allowed me to move a bit up and my nipple moved up the table and they were sliding on the top of it, too and fro, giving me extreme pleasure.
"Push your slut hole to the edge," Cooper order by spanking my butt hard. I Positioned myself to the edge but he further adjusted me, to one of the corners and continued to fuck me and push me into the table.
In was getting worse now, as my clit was rubbing that sharp corner on its right and I could feel a severe burning sensation at my g-spot. I opposed his force and moved a bit away from the corner but he adjusted it back and this time my pea-sized pleasure point was centered. All nerves of the body got into the action and a strong reflex helped to push my master off and scream out a virulent cuss work, "Fucking Bastard."
I looked at him all disgust but there was a cunning smile on my master's face.
"He forced this and he wants it. I broke the rules and even disrespected him. You are such an asshole," I blamed myself.
"You spoke, you opposed that means you opposed and you disrespected your master," Cooper was getting loud with each and every phrase. I know what was coming next. So I simply started to kneel down with my hands folded back.
"You have committed a horrible mistake and I just can't bear your presence," he raged on to me. He held me by my hair and dragged me out of the room through the back door and my feet managed to find some floor after some struggle but soon lost their control at steps. He dragged me all the way down the street and thrown me into the garbage deposited on the curbside.
"Wait here, till I decide a punishment for you," Cooper said while shutting the door.
The street was narrow and dark. I could sense it was back of some restaurant and the waste was stinking. The main street was few meters away so no one could notice me easily. I made up my mind and looked up to find Sandy was watching me from a window. I laid on my back and some of the food items oozed out of the bags as I sank few inches in. I had nothing to do so I closed my eyes and went into a short sleep.
After some time, I could hear somebody chuckling and talking crude. I opened my eyes to find four-man holding the garbage bags. All of them were sarcastic and making fun of each other. Their rude and abusive language suggesting that they were from some slum.
My heart was racing as they were approaching. I already knew what was going to happen so just kept my calm.
"Hey, you. Are naked down their" One of the man screamed from some distance.
"Oh, boys, she is!" exclaimed another.
Remaining two cackled and all of them ran towards me.
Their bodies were muscular but not the muscles exercised in the gym. Their faces were painted in black ash and I could smell their pungent sweaty bodies.(that too with all the foul smelled garbage around me.)
"From where this garbage beauty dropped from," wondered one of them.