She focused on relaxing and felt him pushing forward to slowly fill her, millimeter by millimeter. Once the head of his cock was past her tight ring, the invasion got easier. The physical feelings of fullness were amazing enough, but the emotional tidal wave would have knocked Bri on her ass were it not for the chair’s support. There was something so humbling about having her ass fucked as Markus slid deeper. The sensation was borderline painful yet, somehow, she was able to accommodate him.
With relief, she finally felt his balls pressing against her pussy and she knew he was finally all the way in. He held still, allowing her ass to become accustomed to the invasion. While he held, balls deep, he grabbed her hips possessively before easing out an inch or two before slowly edging forward again and again.
“You’re so fucking tight, Brianna. You feel like a vise grip on my cock. I can’t even tell you how much this is turning me on. Not just how good you feel; you should see how beautiful you look right now. Your ass is still red and welted from your punishment. I can see you opening up to take all of me deep. The only thing better would be if I could see your eyes right now. There’ll be mirrors the next time so I can watch every emotion on your face as you take me deep. Are you ready?”
“Yes, Sir. I’m ready.” Her breath was quick and shallow.
“What are you ready for? Ask me for it.”
“Please…”
“Please, what?
He’d pushed her to the edge and she was finding coherent thoughts hard to form. Forming words was even harder. “Please… just fuck me. Fuck my ass, Markus.”
Through the silence, the next sound she detected was the swish of moving air just before Markus’s hand connected with her tender right ass cheek. The hard swat was unexpected and immediately ignited feelings of both pain and pleasure.
“Oweeeee!”
“Want to try that again?”
Bri realized her error. “I’m sorry, Sir. Please, fuck my ass, Sir. No… please fuck your ass, Sir.”
“Perfect. That’s my good girl. Hold tight, sweetheart.”
She felt him pulling away from her body and the brief emptiness was disarming. In no time, she felt him pressing forward, faster than before, pushing inside in one strong insertion. The power of it took her breath away. She had no time to react as he pulled out and thrusted forward again, until he was fucking her in earnest, pulling her hips hard to make sure he hit deep inside her.
In all her life, Brianna had never felt like she felt that moment. It wasn’t that it hurt or even felt bad—it was just that getting fucked in her most private orifice just felt so naughty, so dirty. To have her husband buried deep in her ass was the ultimate in submission for Brianna. The fullness, combined with the pressure on her bladder and being immobilized, had Brianna dripping wet. She could actually feel her pussy throbbing, desperate for some attention.
The manly grunting sounds Markus was making as he claimed what was his only added to her own excitement. She could feel his long strokes getting harder and faster and knew he was getting close to coming. She wanted so bad to touch her own clit, and eventually had to ask for her release.
“Can you please play with my clit, Sir? I want so bad to come with you, but I’m not going to be able to come without you touching me.”
He was winded from his exertion. “Oh, sweetheart. I want you to come, but I have a better idea.”
She had no time to understand his intention until she felt the slap of his hand on her ass cheek. He began her spanking, holding nothing back. Given that her ass was already tender, each connection packed a powerful punch, and for the pain slut that she was the punches had a direct line to her core. She was flying higher and higher with each hard slap to her bottom and in no time, she was on the brink of an orgasm.
“Are you ready to come with me, sweetheart? I’m gonna come in this tight ass of yours.”
“Oh God…. yes… fuck me hard… I need it so bad!”
“Come, baby.” And with his final command, Bri felt him leaning against her back, sliding his left hand over her mound and putting hard pressure on her clit, rubbing it masterfully. The sensations merged to throw her into a strong climax just as she felt the contractions of his cock depositing cum deep in her bowels. She vaguely heard her own passionate cry as she let the wave of ecstasy wash over her.
Oh my freaking God, that was awesome! We should have been doing that years ago!
Apparently, Markus was as affected by his powerful orgasm as Bri, because he lay heavy across her back, letting the chair support them both.
Brianna had to squeeze out her request. “Markus, please. I really have to pee. Can you lean up?”
Reluctantly, her husband pushed himself off her, but stayed close enough to remain buried in her depths. The tender, soft strokes across her lower back were comforting and intimate, reminding Brianna this man connected to her intimately was more than her Dom—he was the man of her dreams.
Eventually, Markus gently withdrew from his wife’s body. She couldn’t see him, but she could feel he remained close. It was silly considering they’d been married for three years, but she was suddenly shy and embarrassed because she knew he was standing there, admiring her thoroughly fucked, gaping hole. He confirmed her suspicion when he said, “Absolutely beautiful,” before unlocking first her wrist and then ankle cuffs.
Markus helped her slowly right herself and then swept her into his arms and headed to the bathroom. Brianna snuggled into the crook of his neck as she threw her arms around him. She’d never felt more loved in her entire life than she did at this very minute. After coming so very close to losing her marriage, she knew she’d never again take it for granted. The man cradling her in his muscular arms was it for her.
As he slowly lowered her legs to the floor next to the shower, she tightened her grip around his neck. Holding him close, she spilled out her heart.
“I love you so much, Markus.”
“I know, Bri. I love you too, but you do know things are going to be different. No more secrets.”
“Yes, I know. No more secrets.”
“Okay. Time for a shower. I’m starving and I can’t wait to get you home so we can spend the afternoon in bed.”
Brianna’s heart skipped. “That sounds like heaven.”
Chapter Seven
Lukus
Lukus was having the best dream he’d had in a long time. It was so incredible, he didn’t want to pry his sleep-heavy eyes open, in spite of the bright sunlight he felt hitting his face.
Just a few more minutes before I have to wake up and let it end.
The feel of the slave girl licking his dick like a cherished lollypop was heavenly, and considering how long it’d been since he’d had a top-notch blowjob, he wanted to let the dream last as long as possible. In his sleepy haze, Lukus missed the first telltale signs that this was something much more than a dream.
Only when he heard a familiar moan did he jolt awake, immediately snapping his eyes open while propping the top half of his body up on his elbows. His now fully awake consciousness took in the splendid vision of a naked Tiffany, kneeling submissively between his legs. She had the base of his hard cock firmly in her left hand, stroking him, while she used her tongue like a pro, teasing the pre-cum from his slit with a gentle swish of her tongue before opening wide to suck the first few inches of his shaft into her warm mouth.