Rolemance is a messaging game where you play any character you want in your own romantic fantasy. Build your character, gain experience points and level-up to play with the best of them...
You are looking for a job. You stumble upon an online ad for a maid'a position. It seems pretty straight forward.
“A successful businessman and bachelor seeks a woman's touch to keep his home tidy. For any questions regarding responsibilities and pay, please contact me via email”
The only odd thing about the entire ad is the very last line.
“PS- must pass inspection.”
Lily looks at the job curiously, wondering what he meant by 'pass inspection'. She sighed, knowing she needed the money and quickly sent him an email, going back to looking at more jobs as she patiently waits for his reply.
If you think you are qualified, I would like to know when you could start. Preferably tomorrow if at all possible.
He typed out the email, hitting send on the only prospective taker for the job so far. Hopefully it was a legitimate inquiry.
She looked at her open tab, seeing that she received an email. Opening the email she read it over quickly, biting her lip she wonders about what necessarily he means by qualified.
I can start tomorrow if you would like me to. Can you tell me more about the 'inspection' you will be doing, or would you like to wait till tomorrow?
Thank you, Lily”
She sent the email and leaned against the back of her chair, waiting for him to reply.
“The inspection is something that can only be done in person, and I would prefer not to discuss it until that point.
He shuts the computer down, winding down for the night, getting ready for bed.
She read over the reply before putting her computer to sleep, she was beyond curious about what this inspection meant.
Looking at the books scattered around her she let out a groan, standing she trudges to her room. She quickly takes of her clothes, exchanging them for a baggy teeshirt.
The next morning arrives, and the doorbell rings. Marc goes to the door, answering it in his night clothes still. Wearing boxers and a tshirt with an expensive robe draped over his wide shoulders, his 6'4“ frame filling the doorway. ”and you must be Lily. Step right in, please.“
Lily steps in, her blonde hair in a messy bun and her blue eyes hidden behind her glasses. She was wearing a blazer, jeans, and heeled boots “And you must be Marc” She steps in, shifting nervously under his gaze.
“I am indeed” he responds, shutting the door behind them as they step into the home. “As you can see, I'm no slob by any means, but I do still need someone who can do some tidying up for me.” He says, the whole time his eyes are locked on Lily, looking her up and down.
She nods, blushing softly taking a note of his gaze “Um yes, what's the inspection?” Lily looks up at him, very curious about what this inspection might mean.
“Ah, yes. The inspection. It's nothing really. All I need you to do is strip down for me.” He says very matter of factly.
“W-what?” She was frozen in her place, blushing deeply. This man was telling her to strip, this was the weirdest job interview she'd ever been to...
“It's quite simple really. For insurance purposes, I need to make sure you are fit enough to work for me. Can't have you coming in and passing out because you can't do a simple cleaning job, right? So, instead of making you go through getting a physical done, which could take weeks, I simply need to inspect your physique myself.”
“Can't I just send you my physical from last year? I-It's not like my body has changed that much” She crosses her arms over her chest, a nervous habit for her. She looked up at Marc, willing to strip if he absolutely needed her to.
“I'm going to need you to do this. How would I know it wasn't a forgery or that something drastic hasn't changed. Unless you just don't want this job...” he replies, looking at her with his steely eyes, shrugging.
“N-No, I need this job” She stutters “Where would you like to preform the physical?” She looks around the large house, trying to avoid his gaze.
“Right here is fine. No one else is in the house, and I'm a fairly private person in general.” He says, still looking at her, waiting for her to do as requested.
Lily slowly begins to take off her blazer, dropping it to the floor as she blushes madly “Everything off?” She asks quietly, beginning to unbutton her jeans.
“Everything. How would I do a proper inspection if you had any items still on, covering yourself?”
She nods, quickly taking off her jeans and her underwear along with them. Taking off her shirt she looked up at him carefully, she wondered what he would be thinking.
He steps toward her, standing over her, towering above her. “Hmmmm” he says as he paces around. His hands find their way to her body, gently touching her. “You have an amazing body”
She blushes, unable to ignore his light touches along her body. She was blushing widely as he paced around her, feeling his eyes on every surface of her body. She had small breasts and a flat stomach.
“Are you uncomfortable, Lily?” He asks, still circling her, his eyes locked onto her.
She didn't reply as he continued to circle her, catching her gaze every time he passed. She was playing with her hands nervously as he continued.
“I'll take your silence as a yes. Here, maybe this will help.” He removes his robe, then slowly takes off his shirt, standing in front of her in only his boxers. “Are you more comfortable now?”
She scans his body for a moment before giving him a slow nod. She bit her lip gently, not knowing exactly what he was going to do next.
“I won't take my boxers off if you prefer I don't. I'll leave that up to you. What do you say?” He says, looking into her eyes, watching as she bites her lip nervously.
“That's completely up to you, I'm not going to ask anything of you.” She says this in almost a whisper, embarrassed to have such an attractive man looking at her body.
He takes a step towards her, then moving behind her. As he does, she hears something drop to the floor, then sees his boxers be kicked to the couch by the rest of their clothes.
She blushes, keeping still as his body brushes against hers. She shivered slightly at his soft touches, his gentle caresses of her waist and her shoulders.
He presses gently against her, kissing her shoulder blade as his hands find their way all over her body.
She lets out a soft sigh, her eyes closing as she focuses on his touches. He relaxes into him, leaning into his chest slightly
His hand finds its way to around her neck, squeezing gently as he continues to kiss her shoulder. Then, in almost a whisper, “get on your knees Lily”
She slowly lowers to her knees, wresting her hands on them gently. She doesn't look at Marc at all as she does this.
“You can stop this at any time. I'm not forcing you to do anything you don't want to do. I just want to make sure you understand that” he says, cupping her cheek in his hand. “But, I think we both know what we want right now”
She looks up at him and gives him a small nod. Carefully putting her hands behind her back as she searches his face.
He gently takes her hair in his hand, his cock hard now, standing at its full 8“. Slowly, he moves his hips forward.
She quickly pulls her hair out of its bun, giving him more of it to grab. She opened her mouth slowly, continuing to look up at him.
With a low moan, he lets the head slip into her warm mouth, her tongue sliding across the underside of his shaft, their eyes never breaking
Her lips go around it, gently sucking in the tip. She only wanted to focus on this part for the time being, knowing it was the most sensitive.
His hands grip her hair a bit tighter, his moans growing louder as she sucks on his throbbing head.
She gently drags her tongue around the bottom of his head, feeling his head start to throb more as he moaned.
He moans louder, taking a half step forward, his shaft slowly piercing deeper and deeper into her mouth, still never breaking eye contact.
She continues to suck on it, feeling it almost touch the back of her throat, making her gag slightly. Feeling his hands tighten in her hair as he moans.
“Is this how you expected your day to go?” He says, looking down, biting his lower lip as his full length is now pressed into her throat, her gagging squeezing his sensitive tip.
She trails her tongue up and down the bottom of his shaft, not able to reply to his question as she does so. She hadn't not expected this at all, but it wasn't a bad surprise.
Gripping her head in both hands, he starts to quicken the pace a bit, his own hips starting to thrust as he pulls her head down then off, over and over again.
Tears begin to run down her face from the number of times that she gags. She continues to look up at him, bringing her hands to his hips. She trails her hands against his hips, feeling the muscle under his skin.
Looking down at her with a smile, he pulls her face off of his crotch, her breasts covered with the spit that dropped from her mouth in the process. Still with her hair in his hand, he picks her back up to her feet. “Hold your hands behind your back”
She wipes her mouth before placing her hands behind her back. She looks back up at him, making eye contact with him.
He reaches to a drawer, pulling a pair of leather cuffs out. He slides them down her arm, then wraps them around her wrists. “Before I clasp these, do you give me permission to do so?”
She nods slowly, she'd never done things like this before but she had always wanted to. She looked at Marc as he fastened the handcuffs around her wrists.
As he clasps the cuffs tight around her wrists, he pulls her close to him, nibbling on her shoulder. He moves his mouth to her ear, whispering softly, “tell me what you want Lily”
“You're the one with the control.” She whispers back, feeling him begin to nibble behind her ear. She presses her chest against his, wanting less space between them.
His hand wraps around her throat, squeezing gently, barely choking her. He nibbles her bottom lip, kissing her passionately. “I know I have full control of you silly girl. I can do whatever I want to you.” And he lowers his free hand down, softly spanking her clit to emphasize the point. “But I want to hear you say what you want your fate to be”
She kisses him back, letting out a sharp gasp as he spanks her clit. She looks back at him studying his face closely “I don't know what I want. I've never done this” She looks around them “this is a new area for me.” She looks back up at him, her blonde hair flowing down her back as she stands naked in front of them.
Squeezing her throat a bit harder, giving her clit another sharp spank. He looks into her eyes, and answers in what's almost a low growl. “I want to hear you beg to be fucked.”
She lets out a small squeak, not wanting to let him know how much it actually hurts. Her eyes waters slightly as she looked up at him “Please fuck me, please.” She begs quietly. She pulls at the handcuffs, wanting to touch him desperately.
Still holding her throat, looking deep into her eyes, he grins. “That's a good start. But I said beg. Convince me that I should fuck you”
“Please.” She begs again “Please I want you so bad.” She stands on her toes, wanting his body on hers, wanting to feel his hands roaming her body.
He reaches around her, grabbing the cuffs, twirling her around so her back is to him. He pushes forward on her shoulders, bending her at the waist. He reaches down, his arm under her knee, lifting her leg up, spreading her for him.
Her hands are gripped in tight fists, she looks back at him trying to see what he's going to do. He quickly grips her hair, forcing her not to look at him. She winces at his hold on her hair, daring not to look back at him.
She feels his hard cock being rubbed back and forth along her dripping slit, his breathing heavier, moaning quietly. “Already nice and wet for me. Mmm”
“Please” She moans, trying to back her hips towards him “Please fuck me.” She pleads, feeling one of his hands gripping the handcuffs and pulling them back.
Wrapping his arm around her neck, the throbbing head of his cock slides into her tight wet slit, grunting as he slowly pushes in
She lets out a sharp gasp, wanting desperately to look at him. She closes her eyes tightly, focusing on his pushes.
He leans against her, his strong arm holding her in place as he starts to thrust harder and faster, biting her shoulder blade, grunting with each thrust
She fumbles her hands, that are still in the cuffs. She lets out a soft moan, her body bouncing slightly with each hard thrust.
“Mmm. That's it. Are you enjoying yourself Lily?” He says, slowing the pace, making sure to take long slow strokes.
She nods, letting out another quiet moan. She laces her hands together, being tortured by his slow strokes.
Spanks her ass hard, still sliding in with torturously slow strokes. “I asked you a question Lily. Are you enjoying yourself?”
“Yes Marc.” She whimpers, wanting desperately for him to go faster. She didn't think she had wanted anything as bad as she wanted Marc at this moment.
“That's better. When I ask you a question, you answer it, is that understood?” He says, slowly sliding his cock out of her tight hole, spanking her clit with his hard rod. “Because if you don't, you leave.”
“Yes Marc” She whimpers, flinching as he spanks her. She grips her hands tighter, her knuckles going white. She wanted to see what he looked like, but she didn't want to get punished for looking at him without permission.
He picks her up effortlessly, carrying her to the bed, laying her down on her back, his hands on the backs of her knees, laying his cock on her groin, grinding it against her clit to tease her
She struggles against the handcuffs, looking into his eyes and silently begging him to go back in her “Please Marc, please.” She cries out feeling his cock on top of her pussy.
Reaching down, once again spanking her clit with the head of his throbbing 8“ cock, he smiles down at her. ”You're a little cock hungry slut, aren't you Lily?“
She lifts her waist slightly “Yes Marc, I'm so hungry for your cock” she looks up at him desperately “I want your cock in me so bad.” She tries to pull her hands out of the cuffs as she looks up at him.
As he slides his cock back into her tight hole, he slides two fingers into her mouth, letting her suck on them as he thrusts, in and out, fast and hard.
She sucks on them hard closing her eyes as she focuses on his thrusts, holding back moans so she can suck on his fingers. Her body jostles with each thrust, each one seeming harder.
He slides his fingers out of her mouth, wrapping his hand around her throat instead, squeezing as he thrusts hard. His hand around her thrust, his other hand reaches up, pinching her nipples, twisting them, playing with her bouncing tits.
Her breathing came out in short pants due to the pressure he was putting on her neck. She let out a loud moan, her back almost arching as he skims against her gspot. She looked at him helplessly, knowing that she was a subject to his will and would do anything he asked of her.
“Oh? So that's the spot?” He says, thrusting hard, hitting the same spot over and over that had made her squirm so violently.
She moaned over and over again as he slammed into this spot. She pulled helplessly at her cuffs, wanting them off desperately. Her back arches as he slams into her gspot, her gaze connecting with his as she lets out a loud moan, almost a scream.
“That's it. Take it like the naughty little slut you are. And don't you dare cum without getting permission to do so.”
She bites her lip, hard, almost to the point where it's drawing blood. She was trying desperately to hold back her climax.
His hand wraps around her throat once again, his pace slowing, taking long, deep, hard strokes then slowly sliding all the way out before slamming back in again.
Her back arches as she lets out a sharp scream, almost letting her climax come as he does this. She continued to look up at him, her breathing labored from his hold on her neck.
He leans down, kissing her passionately, still taking slow strokes to fill her. Still leaned down, right by her ear. “Oh, and call me Sir from now on.”
“Yes sir.” She says breathlessly, trying with great difficulty to hold back her climax as he tamed into her, keeping his slow but hard pace.
“Good girl” he says as he grabs her legs, pulling them up onto his shoulders, and starting to pound her furiously, grunting and groaning at the effort as he fucks her ruthlessly
She lets out loud moans, trying so hard to keep her climax at bay “Can I please cum, sir?” She try's to ask this calmly, but it comes out more desperate than she intended.
Leaning over, angling in deeper, really drilling home with every single thrust, he looks down into her eyes and she sees the fire in them. “Cum my little whore. Cum hard for me”
She lets go screaming as her back arches, her eyes closing in pure pleasure as he keeps thrusting into her. She's breathless as she continues to ride out her climax, feeling every thrust with a new intensity.
He reaches down, rubbing her clit hard as he continues to thrust, feeling her clench around him as she cums hard, gripping his cock with her muscles. He groans loudly, not too far away himself.
She let out breathy moans as he did this, slowly beginning to come down from her climax. She opens her eyes, watching his face as he gets closer and closer.
Biting his lip, his pace getting even more feverish, the bed shakes as he uses her, his cock throbbing uncontrollably.
She reaches her face up and captures his lips in hers. She kisses him passionately, wanting him to cum inside of her.
He can't hold it any longer. She wraps her legs around him, arching her back as he slams inside her, moaning and grunting, his whole body quaking as he erupts. Stream after stream of warm cum shoots from his thick cock, filling her tight cunt, some dripping out around the edges.
She pulls away from the heated kiss and looks up at him, watching his face as he rides out his climax. She looked at the small beads of sweat on his forehead as she pulls her waist closer to his.
He pants heavily, trying to catch his breath as he stands over her, still inside her as his chest heaves, recovering from the massive orgasm
She relaxes into the bed, her hands still bound behind her back as she looks up at him. She wanted so badly to just touch his face.
He rolls her onto her side, reaching behind her, unclamping the cuffs as he collapses onto the bed next to her.
She pulls her hands out of the cuffs quickly, putting her hands on his face gently. She scooted closer to him slightly, for she had always been the type to want to cuddle after sex.
His arm wraps around her waist, pulling her tight to him, still breathing heavily as they lay there.
Some of his cum was dropping out of her as he gripped her waist tightly, almost seeming possessive. She payed her head on his other arm, her hair a snarled mess around her face.
Kissing her, he relaxes into the bed. “Now, about that job...”
She lets out a quiet laugh, almost forgetting what she was here for “Well that wouldn't be very professional.”
“Oh, no. You are still going to be the maid. Just with the added benefit of being my partner as well” he says very matter of factly.
“And what does being your partner imply?” She looks up at him, a small smile on her lips.
“Hmmm. Well, for one” he says, turning on his side, turning her as well, so that they're spooning. He groped her chest, kissing her neck. “It implies that this beautiful body is mine to play with anytime I want.”
She blushes at this, she'd never thought her body was beautiful “What else?” She asks feeling him move her hair to the side, giving him more access to her neck.
“It also implies that you will do what I say, when I say it, in exchange for a place to stay, a few, and my affection. You are free to go anytime you'd like, but you are mine to do with what I will until that point”
“Will it be like abnormal relationship?” She shifts in his hold slightly, getting more comfortable. She puts a hand over his, gently touching it as it rests on her waist.
“It will be like a fairly normal relationship, only adding in the factor of you working and earning a paycheck from me. Or an allowance, if you will”
She nods slowly, glancing over her shoulder at him “Is there anything else?” She wanted to make sure that she was completely filled in with what she was getting into. She knew she would say yes, but she still wanted the information.
“There is one more thing” he says, grabbing her hair, pulling hard as he kisses her, then drags her head down his torso, down to his semi-hard cock. “You made a mess and didn't clean it up”
She gently placed her mouth on his softening cock, cleaning the mixture of her juices and his off of it. She looks back up at him, wanting to make sure it was clean enough for him.
“Good girl” he says, laying his head back onto the pillow, petting her head
She scoots back up to him, cuddling into him “When do you want me to move in?” She asks, she was exhausted the previous activity finally catching up with her.
“As soon as physically possible. Tomorrow?”
She nods, lazily tracing a finger along his stomach “This is all happening so fast.” She says softly, her eyes closing.
He wraps his string arm around her, holding her close. “It is, but I think it's for the best. Don't you?”
She nods, her hand slowing slightly “I can't fall asleep.. I have class.” She mumbles.
Keeping his arm tight around her, he shhh's her calmly. “Rest. You need it”
“I need to go to class.” She whispers softly her hand pausing on his stomach, her breathing slowly beginning to gradually slow.
“Shhh shhh shhh. Rest. Don't worry about class.”
She nods slowly before falling to sleep, her body becoming completely relaxed in his arms as he holds her.
As she sleeps, he pets her gently, watching as she slips off, starting to doze himself.
She stays asleep, her hands resting in front of her face as she sleeps.
(I've had a great time playing with you. I need to get some sleep for real, but would love to keep this up :))
(Same here (: I really need to sleep, but message me tomorrow! I'm having a really fun time with this rp)
(I'm glad you've enjoyed it :*)
(I'm glad you're having fun with it too!)
(Any kinks you'd like to bring in specifically in the future? I'm pretty open to whatever... ;) )
(Same here, I'll really try anything you'd like to do. I can't think of any that'd I'd like to bring in)
(Good deal. Well, I won't keep you up, although you have been keeping me at full mast :p I look forward to continuing tomorrow babe)
(I'll look toward to it also (:)
She's awoken by the sound of metal clacking against metal, her body being turned over onto its stomach, her arms pulled down even with her ankles. Still drowsy from the sleep, she doesn't have enough wits about her to resist until the deeds already done. At that point, she struggles, pulling against the cold metal to no avail. Her ass is in the air, arms down between her legs, locked in a spreader bar. He spanks her bare ass, chuckling. “Well, looks like sleeping beauty finally decided to wake up. With a little coercion, I suppose.”
She peers back at him, sill groggy from sleeping “What's happening?” She tries to move her arms again, the clang of metal being heard as she does this. She was beginning to freak out slightly, knowing that she couldn't move or do anything made her feel completely helpless. She struggles against what's holding her more, getting increasingly more and more alarmed at her position.
“Shhh. Calm down. Relax” he says, positioning himself behind her, gently rubbing and scratching her back with his strong hands. “You're safe. Just thought you might want to have a bit of fun.”
She focused on his gentle hands on her back, trying to calm herself. Her breathing began to calm down and she looked at him, almost unable to because of her current position.
“Good girl. Relax. Calm. Deep breaths. Arch that back, baby. Show me that beautiful body on full display”
Her breathing completely calm now she slowly begins to arch her back. She continued to focus on his hands, that were still rubbing her back calmly.
“You're body is perfect, you know that don't you?” He says, his hands still caressing her, gripping her, scratching gently, feeling all over her.
“I hate my body, sir.” She says this quietly, loving the feeling of his hands on her body. She looked away from him, ashamed of herself.
With that, he spanks her, then goes back to caressing her. “You're body is perfect.”
She flinched slightly before giving him a small nod. She closed her eyes, now completely relaxed by his touches.
He spanks her again, then caressing. “Say it. Say you're body is perfect.”
“My body is perfect.” She says quietly, keeping her eyes closed and not looking at him.
He spanks her again, grabbing her hair. “You're body is perfect. Say it, and make me believe it”
“My body is perfect.” She repeats, keeping her eyes closed as her back arches more.
Pulling her hair harder, spanking her again, then rubbing her slit. “Look at me when you say it”
She looks back at him, her eyes now open “My body is perfect.”
“I wouldn't be showing you all this attention if you weren't beautiful, baby” he says, leaning down, kissing her passionately.
She kisses him back, trying again to move her hands. She wanted to touch him desperately, she wanted to feel his hair in between her fingers.
“Are you ready for your next test, my dear?” He says, standing from the bed, moving to a large dresser against the wall, sliding a drawer open.
“What time is it?” She asks this quickly, knowing she needs to take her birth control.
“5” he answers, pulling out a wooden paddle from the drawer.
“I was supposed to take my birth control at four.” She says softly, watching as he walks towards her.
“Oh? I have no intention of you needing to use it” he says, paving to the bed, laying the paddle against her round ass.
She looks back at him “What do you mean?” She bites her lip gently, preparing herself for the impact.
He brings the paddle down, leaving a pink mark across her ass from the solid oak. “I'm only going to play with your body for right now, so no need to take your birth control”
She hisses, biting her lip harder. She closes her eyes, focusing on the stinging for a moment before opening them again and looking back at him.
“Remember. You have the power to stop this at anytime.” He says, bringing the paddle back down across her other cheek, towering over her.
She flinches, resting her forehead against the bed. Her lip was turning white with how hard she was biting it.
Bringing the paddle down again and again, her plump little ass glowing bright red now, he rubs it. “Mmm. Hot to the touch. You take it like such a good girl”
“Thank you, sir.” Her voice shakes slightly as she says this. Her cool touch was nice on her stinging ass.
“You are very welcome” he says, spanking her hard again with the paddle.
She lets out a sharp gasp, flinching away from the paddle slightly.
He reaches down, grabbing her hip, holding her still. “Don't run from it baby”
“Yes sir.” She stiffens, waiting for the next hit with the paddle.
Swinging again, hard this time, the sound practically echoes off the walls.
She lets out a sharp cry, it stung so bad but she didn't want to disappoint him by tapping out this early.
He reigns down more and more blows, her ass a dark red now from the abuse, but she takes it masterfully.
Tears are streaming down her face from every hit. She refuses to tell him to stop, already realizing how sore her ass is going to be tomorrow.
He sees the tears streaming down, the speck of blood on her lip from biting down on it so hard. He sets the paddle down, caressing her red ass. “you really like pleasing me, don't you?”
She nods, shivering at the feeling of his cold hands on her ass. It felt so nice for his hands to cool her ass.
He spanks her ass with his hand. “When I ask a question, I want it answered. Understood?”
“Yes, sir.” She whimpers, when he spanked her it made her Ass sting more.
“So, I'll ask again. Do you like pleasing me, slut?” He says, leaning down, gently kissing her ass as he caresses it
“Yes sir.” She repeats, relaxing at his touch. She shifts slightly, trying to become more comfortable.
Kissing her other cheek, he rests his chin on her lower back, still rubbing her ass gently. *tell me why“
“Because when you're happy I'm happy.” She breaths out. It was true, whenever he was happy she was happy and she liked it that way.
Leaning down, his tongue slides across her glowing posterior, flicking gently against her exposed asshole.
She gasps sharply, not used to these kinds of things. She'd only ever had sex the traditional way until she met him, and she was loving what he did to her body.
Reaching up, he pulls her hair, bringing her body closer to him, holding her against him, burying his tongue in her tight ass
She lets out another gasp, her eyes wide from the ways he was making her feel.
His free hand reaches up, two fingers gliding effortlessly into her wet cunt, sliding his fingers in and out, over and over.
She lets out a long moan, her back arching more as he does this. She balled her hands into fists, letting out another moan as he spreads up his pace.
Pulling her hair harder, his tongue buried entirely in her ass, adding a third finger as he blasts her dripping cunt
She squirms, already feeling close to hitting her climax as he thrusts his fingers in and out of her. She could feel him warm tongue buried in her ass.
He raises up, his fingers still inside her as he positions the head of his cock against her ass. “Beg for it”
“Please sir! Please put your cock in my ass!” She begs through a moan, loving the feeling of his fingers inside of her cunt.
Without a second's hesitation, he pushes forward, the head penetrating her tight asshole.
She lets out a sharp gasp her eyes closing as she focuses on the new sensation.
“How does it feel my naughty little slut? Have you ever had your ass stretched before?”
“No, sir. It feels wonderful sir.” She moans softly, looking at him over her shoulder.
“You take it like such a good girl.” He thrusts forward, another couple inches disappearing, still not completely buried.
She lets out another moan, closing her eyes and focuses on him pushing his way inside of her ass.
Pulling his fingers out of her pussy, he reaches forward, pushing them in her mouth then ramming the last several inches deep into her virgin ass
She bites down on his fingers gently, looking back at him as he fills her ass. She'd never experienced this before, being full in a different area. There was some slight pressure as she got used to the feeling.
He covers her mouth with his hand, hand gagging her as he starts to thrust in and out, feeling her ass gripping his cock, trying to milk it.
She gags against his hand, squeezing her ass around his cock. She looks at him, her eyes watering as he gags her.
“That's it. Take it baby. Take this huge cock in that tight ass. Such a good little whore for me”
She continues to look at him, letting out small moans as he continues to thrust his cock and his fingers in and out of her.
Taking his fingers out of her mouth, grabbing her hair instead, thrusting harder and faster. “You love being used, don't you slut?”
“Yes sir.” She breaths still looking back at him. She watches as his hips thrust as he thrusts deeper into her.
His legs grow weak as he continues thrusting, feeling his balls tighten, he slam forward, his full length buried in her ass as his cock explodes, shooting his seed into her, grunting with each shockwave of orgasm.
She layed her cheek on the mattress, watching his face as he orgasms. She felt him fill her ass completely, shuttering at the feeling. She closed her eyes completely, just focusing on the feeling of him.
He slides his cock out slowly, trying to leave every drop inside of her ass, not wanting to waste any of his seed. He leans down, kissing her cheek, whispering in her ear “see, I told you I had no intentions of you needing your birth control”
She laughs softly and opens her eyes, looking at him “Can I get out of this now?” She motions to her head towards her still bound hands and legs. She looked back up at him, studying his face.
“Hmmm” he says, his hand on her lower back, rubbing gently. “I don't know. I quite like you in this position” kissing her forehead, pretending to stand up and start walking away.
She whines, moving her hands in the restraints “Please?” He was out of her view now and she really didn't want to be stuck in this position any longer.
He comes back, swinging a key around his finger. He tosses it onto the bed, about a foot and a half from her feet and hands. “You can get out of that position if you get yourself out” he says with a chuckle, taking a seat to watch.
“Come on Marc, please.” She begs, helplessly reaching for the keys, knowing that she wouldn't be able to reach them.
“Don't give up, babe. You can do it” he says, sitting back in his chair, crossing a leg across his lap, watching.
One of her fingers catches the key ring and she eagerly pulls it into her hands. She fumbled with the key, trying to figure out where the lock is. She glances back over at him “Can you at least help me find the lock?”
“Now what fun would that be babe? Won't you feel so much more accomplished knowing you did it all by yourself?” He says, a big grin on his face.
She finds the lock, twisting the key quickly. She hears the lock click and pulls her hands out of the restraints. She kneeled on the bed, stretching her arms up before turning her attention back to the restraints holding her legs.
“See? Doesn't that feel good knowing I didn't have to help?” He says, standing up, walking over to the edge of the bed.
She gives him a small smile before getting her feet out of the restraints. She turns her body towards his and pulls him so he's laying on the bed. She lays next to him and plays with his hair “How am I supposed to sit in class tomorrow?” She jokes
“I don't see how that's my problem” he says with a smile, his hand gravitating toward her red ass, softly running his hand over it, kissing her deeply.
She kisses him back mumbling against his lips “Well you're the one that did it.” She keeps her hands in his hair as they kiss.
He gently spanks her, pulling back slightly from her. “I told you that you had all the power to make it stop. You could have stopped it at any time. So I have no blame in it.”
She flinched slightly as he spanks her. She gave him a nod before putting her chin on his chest “That's true.” She kicked her legs in the air, moving her feet as she does so.
“I may have all the power and control” he says, kissing her forehead as his hands wander over her body “but only because you allow me to have it. I plan on pushing you, sometimes maybe even crossing the line of what you thought you would handle, but as soon as you say stop, it stops”
“Do you have a certain safe word you use?” That was one of the few things she knew about the practice, there was always some weird safe word. She pulled away from him, sitting on her knees.
“We are supposed to determine that together. Typically, red is stop and yellow is slow down, but we can use anything we like” he says, his arms behind his head as he leans up a bit to talk to her.
She nods, liking the simplicity of it “Lets just use those.” She scans his body, a small smile on her lips “You want to shower?” She asks, she knew that she would be extremely sore from their activities therefore she would need help in and out of the shower.
He looks at her, smiling. “I will never pass up the chance to shower with a beautiful woman” he says, winking and standing up.
She blushes holding her hands out to him “I can already tell how sore I'm going to be tomorrow.” She watches as he takes her hands, effortlessly pulling her off of the bed
He leads her down the hall, through his bedroom, into the master bath. He slides the massive door back on the shower, turning the water on, letting it run as they stand outside, kissing as he holds her
She kissed him back, letting him support most of her weight. She pulled away, running her hands through his hair before stepping under the warm stream of water.
He steps in the shower after her, holding her hair, making sure it all got soaked through as their hips rub against each other, enjoying the soft touching as the water cascades over them.
She turns to face him the water running down their bodies. Slowly Lily stands on her toes, putting her arms around his neck and giving him a soft slow kiss.
He holds her hips, caressing her softly as he gently rubs the bath lotion over her red bottom, being careful not to press too hard.
She pulls away, flinching slightly at his touch on her ass. She was very sore and to be totally honest it hurt at the softest touch.
He kisses her softly, letting the water run down her back, washing away the soap. “Why didn't you stop me if it hurt so bad?” He says, looking at her already bruising behind.
“I didn't want to disappoint you.” She says softly, she payed close mind to his gaze on her bottom. She hoped that he didn't feel bad for doing so.
Still kissing her softly, his hand slides down her torso, slowly moving down between her legs, his fingers rubbing against her clit. “Well, you most certainly did not disappoint.”
She lets out a soft gasp, he takes this moment to slide his tongue into her mouth. She takes a small step closer to him, keeping her hands at her sides.
He presses against her, pinning her back to the wall of the shower, kissing her passionately as his fingers tease against her clit.
She flinched slightly, the pressure on her ass making it throb with pain. She keeps kissing him, letting a small moan escape her lips as he rubs her clit.
His free hand moves up, gently wrapping around her throat, his fingers rubbing harder and faster against her clit, still kissing her deeply.
She leans into his touch, craving it as she moans against his lips. She moves her hands to his wet hair, gently pulling him closer to her as he increases the pressure on her neck.
“That's it” he says into her mouth, rubbing harder, faster circles around her clit, squeezing a bit tighter on her throat, kissing her deeper.
She pulls at his hair, standing on her toes so he doesn't have to reach down so far. She pushed her lips harder against his, trying so hard to get him closer.
Just as she tries to press forward, he pulls back, staying arm's distance away as he chokes her and teases her, his hand moving faster and faster, watching her face as she moans and squirms.
She pulls at his arm that's still rubbing her desperately. She wanted him near her so badly. She looked up at him, a long moan escaping her lips as she pulled at his arm.
He leans in, his mouth pressed to her ear. “You are mine. You me mind, body, and soul”
“Yes, sir.” She moans, she quickly reaches up and puts her hands in his hair. She craved his closeness so badly.
“Cum” he orders, his hand working at a feverish pace.
She lets go, cumming almost immediately. She let out a loud moan, the echo of it bouncing at the walls of the bathroom. Her legs trembled as she started coming down from her climax.
“Good girl” he says, catching her so she doesn't slip, turning the water off and stepping out of the shower, toweling off.
She wraps her arms around his neck, holding onto him as she comes down from the rest of her climax. She lets him towel her off as she leans against him heavily.
He picks her up, carrying her to bed, laying her down gently on her side, kissing her forehead.
She looks up at him, taking his hand softly. She pulls it towards her chest, holding it there.
“Get some rest, love. You need it” he says, again kissing her forehead.
She keeps hold of his hand, pulling it closer. He could feel the beat of her heart as she tried to pull him closer.
“Babe, seriously. Rest.” He leans in, kissing her deeply, his hand still on her chest.
“I've rested enough today.” She says quietly on his lips “I just want to be with you Marc.”
He slides into the bed, face to face with her, kissing her gently. “I'm right here Lily. And I'll always be right here, even if you can see or hear me.”
She gently moves the comforter, moving it so it's covering them. She looks up at him “Can we watch a movie?” She asks quietly, laying her head under his chin.
“Of course, babe. Pick one out” he says, kissing her forehead.
“What do you have?” She asks quietly, she rest her forehead against his chest.