The New Slave Ch. 39

"Isn't that a lot better," Ginger asked as she helped him out of the shower. He was actually feeling a lot better. Glancing down, he could see that the swelling was almost gone. The shower had helped in one way, to get him somewhat back to normal. Ginger stayed in the bathroom, helping him dry off. He just relaxed as she gently moved the soft towel over his body. This was the first time a female at the facility had treated him nicely. He was more than enjoying it. Also, his enjoyment was beginning to show. She couldn't help but notice that his cock was beginning to fatten up, as she continued to softly pat him dry.

"I can see that you're beginning to feel better," she said with a soft laugh. She was on her knees, in front of him, drying his legs. His cock wasn't hard but it was thick and beginning to drop down. His arousal was obvious to both of them.

"I'm sorry. With the way that you look, I can't seem to help myself," he said, the embarrassment obvious in his voice. "You really are about the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen," he told her in complete honesty. Her blush was obvious as she leaned back and stared into his eyes. Her one hand softly trailed up his inner thigh, stopping just short of his thickening cock. One fingernail moved upward, softly touching the foreskin-covered head, gently beginning to play with it.

"I was sent here for your pleasure," she said smiling and looking up at him. She then leaned in closer to him, her mouth opening to take him in.

"No, you don't have to do that!" he said firmly, stepping back away from her. "I know that you were sent here, I don't want you to do anything that you don't want to do. I know what it's like to be a slave, and you're a slave too," he said, trying hard to explain to her.

"You don't like me, or you don't like me being a slave?" she asked, the confusion obvious in her voice. She sat back on her haunches, staring up at him. His cock was almost fully erect, just inches from her face.

"Does this look like I don't like you?" he asked, glancing down at the obvious erection. "I think that you're one of the most beautiful women that I have ever even seen. And yes, I like you a lot. But you were sent here to pleasure me and you don't have to do that. I know that you're doing what you've been told to do, but I would rather have you freely. I would love it, believe me, but I'm not going to force you to do anything. I would have loved to have met you outside of this place, but we're both here, as prisoners, as slaves, and we do what we're told. Right?" he said, his words trailing off softly.

"What if I told you that I was glad to have found you?" she said softly, almost in a whisper, her eyes looking down at the floor. She was no longer trying to arouse him, but actually talking to him. And for the first time in a long time, she was being open and honest. She was putting her emotions and her sanity way out on a limb, begging for him to pull her back in. For the first time in years, she felt as if she were Ginger again, the person that had been lost for so long.

"Ginger…." he said softly, taking her hands and pulling her up to her feet. "I'm thrilled that you're here with me. You're the first thing that I have felt good about in a long time," he said, pulling her chin up to face him. She had averted her eyes, looking down at the floor. Holding her chin up, he stood staring into her eyes. Her eyes were beginning to tear up. He leaned forward and kissed her softly on the lips. She hesitated for a moment and then kissed him, softly, her lips lingering on his. He then kissed away the tears that were beginning to run down her cheeks. His light kisses were soft and lingering. His mouth moved back to her mouth, his lips moving against hers. She kissed back, her mouth moving with his, deeper, harder, more passionately. Her hand moved between his legs at almost the same time his hand moved under her loincloth bottom. They both began to laugh as their hands got into each other's way.

"I think that I'm feeling much better," he said softly and with a slight laugh.

"You feel much better to me," she said jokingly as her hand continued to massage the thick cock in her hand. He put his arms around her, pulling her closer to him.

"Do you understand that I love your being here, with me, but not because you were told to come here?" he asked her, staring into her eyes.

"What if I told you, that if given the choice, I'd chose to be here, with you?" she said, looking back into his eyes. Her hand was still softly cradling the hard cock in her hand. She could feel his pre-cum beginning to coat her fingertips. For the first time in a very long time, she could feel her own juices beginning to well up inside of her. This man more than aroused her. Her mind was racing a mile a minute. Feelings and emotions that she hadn't felt in years, were beginning to come rushing forward. And for a change, it felt wonderful. She pressed herself into his chest, his arms tightly around her.

"If you really meant that, it would be about the best thing that I have heard since I arrived here," he whispered into her ear, his mouth lingering as he began to softly kiss her neckline and ear.

"In that case, then we're both very happy," she said smiling up at him. She tilted her head upward, kissing his neck and moving toward his lips. They kissed passionately, long and tenderly. Neither of them had felt this way in ages, and it felt wonderful. Her hand began to softly massage the thickness that she was still holding. His hand moved slowly under her loincloth, his fingers quickly finding the warm moist area. His finger slid between her unfurled lips, feeling the slick fluids that coated her entrance. This time, her unfurled lips signaled her true feelings, extreme arousal.

Continuing to kiss her deeply, he gradually maneuvered her to his small bed. She lay back on the bed, pulling him to her. Her hand never left his cock as they lay down on the bed. He was huge and she wanted him. She wanted him desperately, but it wasn't his cock that she wanted. It was just a bonus. For the first time in years, she yearned to be with this man, and no other. She lay on her back as he straddled her hips, his knees spread wide, his upper arms supporting him above her. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. Her eyes closed as his lips trailed down her neck and then to her upper breasts as he laid quick fluttering kisses on her soft skin. His mouth lingered momentarily there till they continued their trail to her hardened nipples. Gently, he sucked one nipple into his mouth, savoring it, enjoying the response from it. His other hand moved up and gently cradled her other breast, softly tracing circles around her nipple with his fingertips.

"I can easily see why you are an entertainment slave," she half moaned and half laughed, her eyes still closed.

"And I can easily say that you are about the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen," he answered back to her. His mouth continued to manipulate the sensitive nipple while his fingertips attended to the other one. Her hand gently rubbed the thick cock that she now refused to let go of. She was amazed at the size and was also amazed that he could have this much pre-cum, after a long session on a milking machine. But she didn't care; she knew that she aroused him.

After several minutes, he slowly maneuvered down her body, his mouth tracing circles on her sensitive skin. He laid kisses to her belly; soft fluttering kisses along her lower ribcage, her sides, and down to her hips. She quickly reached down and undid the tie of her loincloth bottoms, letting it lay loosely under her. Neither of them spoke, the intimacy of the moment, more than expressed their emotions. They didn't have to speak; their bodies were saying everything that needed saying.

"I want you inside of me," she moaned to him. She had never been this aroused, even with her former fiancé. Her hand was coated with his slick fluid as she continued to rub the swollen head. She wanted him to enjoy everything that her body was enjoying at that moment. His body was already enjoying her. Just her touch against his skin was sending shockwaves through him. Even he had never felt an intimacy as he was feeling now.

"In a moment, but not yet," he moaned as he quickly moved up her body and kissed her long and hard. He then stopped and stared deeply into her eyes, for just a moment. Quickly, he moved down her body, his mouth only stopping momentarily at her nipples, her belly, and then he moved to the top of her pubic bone. There, his mouth softly began to lay kisses all over her pubic mound, careful to not move too far or too fast. His mouth toyed with the sensitive area where her upper thigh meets her pubic area. Shifting his body weight, he moved down between her legs, his mouth now beginning to kiss her inner thighs and the backs of her knees. He then turned his attention to her unfurled pussy lips, just teasing the sensitive moist outer edges of her lips. Her body shook as he kissed and licked the already highly aroused flesh.

"I've never felt this before," she moaned as her hands clasped his head, trying to maneuver his mouth back to her center. His tongue toyed with the inner edges of her lips, softly licking them, first one side and then the other. He would work on both of them and then moved for a moment to her clit, placing soft kisses, and quick soft licks to the sensitive nub. Each time his tongue touched her clit; her legs would begin to shake. She was now moaning, her breathing more than erratic.

"Please, please…." she moaned one last time as he placed his mouth tightly over her swollen and engorged clit. He reached under her splayed thighs, finding her hands. His hands held her hands tightly, holding them, an emotional link. His tongue swirled around her clit as he felt her body tense up, her back arching hard as her orgasm took over her. She gasped once loudly, her breathing stopping momentarily as she felt the orgasm explode through her. She shuddered several times as he continued to gently work the quivering flesh in his mouth.

Gradually, as he felt her body responses lesson, he lessened his oral manipulations of her. She suddenly slumped back into the bed, her breathing hard and fast. She was still clutching his hands tightly. He continued very softly to kiss and lick all around her overly sensitive clit. He knew that she was still feeling the deep and hard contractions of a very powerful orgasm. He gradually lessened and softened his attention to her sensitive area till he stopped completely.

"Unnnggghhh, Ross. That was unbelievable. I have never felt anything like that," she said breathlessly. She was still breathing hard, almost as if trying to catch her breath. She was holding onto his hands tightly. He moved up her body, kissing her softly on the lips.

"Just relax. I'm going to have you feeling a lot better, here in a moment or two," he said as he eased softly on top of her. He was lying between her legs, his hardness pressed against her stomach. He pressed his mouth to hers kissing her deeply. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tightly, kissing him.

"Ohhh, unnnggghhh," she moaned hard as she felt his cock head push up against her warm entrance. He kept his mouth pressed hard to hers as he slowly began to slide into her. She was very tight. Her legs spread involuntarily as she felt him begin to enter her. She tightened her arms around him, kissing him hard as he slowly pushed deeper into her tightness. Ross moved slowly, gradually pushing further into the tight warmth, allowing her body to adjust to his size. Within a few moments, he could feel her vaginal walls begin to accommodate him, relaxing and forming to his body. He had never felt anything that could feel as good as she did. He could feel her inner muscles beginning to contract around him, squeezing him, milking him, and drawing him deeper into her.

Her breathing was erratic, almost coming in gasps. Her eyes were wide open, watching his eyes closely. She listened as he began to pant, knowing that he was enjoying the sensations as deeply as she was. He pushed further into her, a sensation that made her entire body shudder. She had never been penetrated this deeply or with something as thick as Ross. He gently pushed further into her, feeling her inner muscles pulsating around his already quivering cock. Within moments, he was fully embedded in her, her body quickly responding to the sensations that emanated from between her legs. She could feel her orgasm starting again.

"Oh Ross…" she moaned, pulling her arms tighter around his neck, pulling his face to hers and kissing his neck and mouth. Her legs immediately drew up, her thighs opening wide as she locked her ankles around behind him. She was pulling him deeper into her. She gasped hard again, her back arching hard as she pushed downward with her pelvis. At the same time, she could feel his cock spasm hard, several times, almost like hard jerks as she felt the first warm gush surge into her.

"Annnggghhh," he moaned as he felt the first rush of his orgasm. He could feel this balls churning, as they pumped hard to empty their thick contents. Several large spurts erupted from him, pumping deep into Ginger. She tightened her hold on him, wanting him deeper inside of her. They were cumming together, their bodies intertwined as the intimacy took over them. Ross' cock continued to pump and spasm, even though nothing was coming out of it now. Ginger was still having deep contractions as her pussy convulsed and gripped the large organ embedded inside of her.

They both lay spent and exhausted, their mouths pressed to one another as their bodies slowly relaxed from the intense sensations. It had not taken their passions that long to culminate, but it felt as if it lasted forever. It had been intense and both were relaxing, Ross' cock still deeply planted in her warmth. She was holding it tightly, not wanting it to escape her. She could feel him quickly growing soft inside of her.

"It would seem that Nikki missed some," she said laughing softly, her mouth pressed to his ear.