As Deep as It Gets

Chapter 1 - The Run In

Daphne

October 1, 2017

11:37pm

The Knight Owl Bar

Daphne glanced across the room and noticed the dark haired stranger staring directly into her hazel colored eyes. A little wrinkle formed in her forehead as she tried to remember where she knew him from. Ah that's it, she realized. She remembered him from the train.

"That can't be right" she whispered under her breath. She was starting the feel the effects of the alcohol as she stared at the stranger. Her friends had told her that turning 25 slowed you down, but she didn't think it would be to this extent.

Her body was beginning to react to his presence. She could feel her heart rate increasing as she took in his broad shoulders and his tan skin. She recalled the feel of his strong hands brushing up the back of her thigh and dipping into her most intimate areas.

How had she let him touch her that way? Had she asked him to stop? Certainly she pushed his hand away, but she couldn't quite remember.

The alcohol was affecting her more and more as she drank in his aura. He was staring at her so intensely, it was beginning to make her uncomfortable.

"Come" he mouthed, and she knew she must obey.

And before she knew it, her feet were dragging her across the room to stand directly in front of him.

Her breath caught in her throat as she looked up into his dark eyes. How on earth was he able to command her at his whim?

Theresa tried to get her wits about her as the heat from his body combined with his sandalwood scent made her lightheaded.

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Jason

Jason recognized her as soon as she walked in the bar in that tight leather skirt that left almost nothing to the imagination. She loved to tease. He knew that from what she wore on the train the other day. The way she responded to his hands roaming her body in the crowded train two days ago also told him something that she did not want to admit.

Deep down she was a slut.

He needed to be the one to have her. Needed her to understand that there was nothing she could do to stop his thick length from filling the inside of her creamy walls.

"Down boy," he chuckled to himself as he patted his 8 inch manhood. He knew he wouldn't even have to use his powers of persuasion to bed this little minx, but the additional submission was always fun.

He couldn't help but stare at her full brown lips. She had brushed just a bit of gloss over them and she looked delectable. He watched her as she gained awareness of our surroundings. Growing even harder at the swell of her chest when she gasped as she noticed his presence.

Daphne was such a little tease.

Jason caught her eyes and used his power to beckon her to him with one word. "Come." he mouthed and he knew she must obey.

He urged himself to remain calm as she floated across the room to stand in front of him. She smelled of honeysuckle and cocoa butter and he was intoxicated. He'd lived for 119 years and had never met a woman like Daphne.

She was 5'8" and could be considered an Amazon by many definitions. He couldn't help but get excited as he took in the soft curve of her luscious hips and the way her full hair flowed behind her as she crossed the room. He'd been watching her for months and never understood how she could have so many different hair styles in such a short period of time. He'd ask her that after he bedded her.

"How do you keep doing this to me?" her soft voice broke his thoughts.

He stared at her a while longer and did not answer while he used summoned his attraction charm. He took in the shape of her full juicy lips and then bent down to kiss her.

Daphne was surprised by this move, she didn't know this man no matter how intoxicating he was. How dare he think he can kiss her.

She put her hands to his chest to push him away, but as he slid his tongue in her mouth, she felt the bones in her arms turn to what felt like rubber. Her hands dropped to her sides as he grabbed the back of her neck and drove his tongue deeper into her mouth. He grabbed her left hand and guided her to the back of the bar where his office was.

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Chapter 2: Whether She Likes it or Not

"You own this place?" Daphne asked as she floated behind him to the back area of the bar. It was a swanky place, good clientele and cheap drinks always flowing. As she stepped through the doorway of his office, she calmed at the cozy ambiance.

He guided her over to the ornate wooden desk in the middle of the floor. He picked her up and placed her on top of the desk as he stared into her eyes.

"It has been in my family for many years, yes" Jason responded in his lilted voice. He had an accent but Daphne was having trouble placing where it was from. Britain perhaps? She was losing her train of thought again as he began stroking the inside of her left thigh. He was rubbing in circles when she remembered to process what he said.

Daphne chuckled at how proper he was being while he stood in between her open thighs, rubbing away. Deep down, she was terrified by his dark presence. However, she was having trouble bringing that emotion to the forefront of her mind. She felt cloudy and felt a strong desire to do whatever he asked.

He bent down to kiss her again and her nipples brushed against his shirt. He moved his hands from her thighs to circle and play with her nipples. He continued to kiss her deeply as her subconscious began to send warning signals.

"Wait, please, I don't want to do this" she whispered.

"The heat coming from your slit says different" he grunted back at her.

Daphne knew she wanted to fight this but couldn't quite find the strength. All of a sudden, she broke the kiss and pushed him away.

"Are you are you want to do this the hard way?" Jason spoke in a haunting voice just above a whisper.

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Jason would have Daphne whether she liked it or not.

He pushed another dose of charm magic into the atmosphere and watched as her eyes clouded over. She wouldn't be fighting any longer. It was time for him to get what he came for. He unzipped her leather skirt and began to slowly push it down her hips to reveal her red lacy panties. She must have intrinsically known that red was his favorite color. His mouth began to water as he inhaled her scent. She was wet for him and she didn't even know why. He couldn't wait to slide all 8 of his inches deep within her warm pussy.

He picked up on her nervousness under the glaze of the spell. She was gaining awareness too quickly unlike any human he had ever encountered. He did not want to forcefully take her but he could not let her leave until he had been deep inside her. Just as he was beginning to use his index and middle finger to circle her clit, she grabbed his hand and pushed him back.

"So the hard way it is" he sighed. He was done using magic to influence her. He needed to be deep inside of her and she was ready even if she couldn't accept it.

Jason clasped his hand over Daphne's mouth just as she began to scream.

"This is my club, if you scream, no one will hear you because I soundproofed this room three years ago. If you don't want me to fuck you until you bleed, you will keep silent." he whispered in the harshest tone she had ever heard.

Daphne stared back at him with tears staining her eyes. She refused to let them fall.

"Yes, MASTER" she spat with contempt as his dick jumped.

It was at that point the monster burst out of him. He quickly removed his pants as he slid her panties to the side. He held her thighs as he got on his knees and began to taste the sweet nectar that was oozing from her pussy all over his desk. She used her thighs to squeeze his head in a last ditch effort to get him to stop, but he forced her thighs open and ate her until she left creamy pussy juice all over his dark beard.

He forced two fingers into her tight pussy as he sucked on her clit, then he hooked his fingers a bit to the left. All of a sudden she was squirting her juices all over his face and he was lapping them up. Daphne was holding on to his head for dear life and screaming in ecstasy.

"Oh fuuuuckkkk, oh please suck that pussy baby. I am cumming all over your fucking face" Daphne screamed as she squirted her juices all over Jason.

The carnal nature of her tone both surprised and excited him. His dick was rock hard by the time she finished squirting all over him. He stood and kissed her deeply while sliding his first three inches inside her. She must have been the tightest woman he had ever been inside. He focused as it took all of his energy not to immediately release inside of her warmth.

"Tell me you like the way I ate you" he whispered as he pulled his dick completely out and stuffed five inches back in. She was bucking her hips, trying to take more of him in as he grazed his teeth across her collarbone.

"I liked the way you ate me," she moaned as she looked up into his eyes with a fire that burned hotter than the depths of her vagina, "Master". She said the last word with so much contempt, he remembered that she acted as if she didn't want this.

He began to thrust deeper into her wetness as she used her long black nails to leave scratches all over his back. The only sounds you could hear in the space were the slapping of their bodies, the wetness of her womanhood, his grunts, and her breathy moans.

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Chapter 3: The Seed

Daphne was taking all 8 inches of this man who had already accosted her on the subway. She was letting him fuck her like she was a slut on the street. She tried to focus on not giving him the satisfaction of feeling her walls clench around him as she orgasmed. So she tried to avoid the orgasm.

He was drilling her pussy and kissing her nipples. She had no idea how he knew it but the way he sucked her left nipple took her over the edge.

"Oh babyyyy, mmmm, oh I'm gonna cum all over your dick!" She screamed as he continued to pleasure her.

He didn't miss a beat, he pulled out of her and replaced his dick with his tongue. He started lapping up her sweet juices as if he hadn't had a drink all day. She tasted delightful. The floral scent of her perfume mixed with the slightly musky smell of her womanhood had his dick on ROCK.

He wrapped his tongue around her clit and sucked gently as she shook under him. She was cumming so hard it made him want to pick her up and shove his dick deep inside her. He let her ride her orgasm out as he talked her through it.

"That's right baby," he crooned in his demonic voice. "Cum for your Master". He loved when she came for him.

As she was coming down from her orgasm, he picked her up and slid her down on his dick. Jason could feel her pulsating around his dick and it was driving him insane. He needed to cum deep inside her to ensure she was full of his seed. He squeezed her thick ass and drove her thick body up and down his dick. She was so fucking wet for him.

Jason wasn't aware that Daphne had never been picked up by a man like this. She couldn't control the orgasms that shook through her body and she didn't think she wanted to. She could tell her was close to cumming as he a thin sheen of sweat appeared across his forehead and his dick got firmer inside her. Ugh it felt like he was in her stomach.

He bent and sucked on her right nipple and he shoved himself inside her even faster. He got close to her ear and whispered "are you ready for my seed?"

She couldn't stop moaning. She acted as if she didn't hear his question but she looked him directly in his eyes and nodded. At that moment, Jason released every drop of cum he had inside his balls. He started sucking Daphne's neck as his orgasm took over his sanity. He needed her to be full of him in every way. He would make her fall in love with him.

To be continued...