Dominant Warfare Pt. 05

Because she spoke her mind, stood her ground and defended those that couldn't defend themselves, people labeled her a bitch. When she spurned those that only saw her as a vessel for their abuse or lust, she was branded a frigid bitch. Her courage and strength pushed away those people that would just step on her or squash all the strength and beauty inside. They desired to possess her body, casting aside her heart, mind, love and soul, and that was something she couldn't allow.

Then came Steve and her world was turned upside down. She thought back to one of the things he said, "At times, you will feel too smart, too rich, too beautiful, too strong, or sexy and you will be tempted to be less of a woman to make it easier for those around you. The problem is never that you're too much of something; it's that your man is not strong enough to glorify your brilliance." Until now she had never found anyone strong enough to adore her talent.

The minute she had seen him she had wanted him. Physically, he was everything she desired and everything she dreamed of. Every time she saw him, she quivered with desire and after their first kiss she could think of nothing else except him. Maybe that's what love is, not equals getting together, but explosions of dreams and desires that light up the sky with fireworks.

Now she has found a man who glories in her strength, respects her mind, understands her fears, cherishes her heart and protects her soul. He can see inside her heart and seems to know her innermost thoughts. Steve made her open and vulnerable and she can't hide who she is from him. He acknowledged her flaws and her faults with them only making him love her more. Steve had earned her trust and love by accepting only the very best from her. He realized that her passion is her greatest strength and her submission the greatest gift a man can receive.

Steve has guided her to feel unimagined emotions, pleasures never before conceived and a love that nourishes her soul. She chooses to give herself to him, not because she had to, but because she yearned for him to own her. April needed his power to tame her strength and for him to punish her when she got out of line. She needed him to bring out the very best of her and not allow her to fall back into old habits.

Her internal voices cried out for this, for him to dominate her. She wanted to give him all she was and have him cherish her mind, heart, body and most of all love her. However, she had external voices echoing in her head. What would everyone think if they saw her hanging from the rafters, being used as a sex toy? Would they think she was sick or perverted? Would they pity her and turn their backs on her?

She would be his as long as he wanted her, but in her own mind could she really admit she needed a man like Steve? Would she let him push her in line and submit to him even when it's hard? April wondered if she could admit to herself that she was a sexual submissive. Could she make herself open and available, make herself vulnerable, and invite total intimacy? Did she want to be pursued, fucked, loved and possessed by Steve whenever he wanted?

The past few hours had told her the answer and it was yes! Oh, God, yes! She wanted to be taken and used as his sexual toy. She needed to feel Steve lying on top of her with his hot skin rubbing her nipples and his cock splitting her in two. His pleasure and his desire made her feel like a woman. In those moments, she felt sexier and more beautiful than she did when she won the Miss Texas pageant.

She did care what everyone else thought, but for the first time in her life, the world was an exciting place, full of life and passion. She felt a freedom and independence that she had never felt before. It was Steve that brought out the vivid colors and bright sunshine. She would deal with the outside voices later. Right now, giving herself to Steve was the only thing that mattered. She looked into his eyes and knew she was where she belonged. She was home.

April kissed up his neck and when she reached his ear she whispered, "How did you know? How do you know my inner most desires, what I needed and what I feared?"

Steve smiled a crooked smile, caressed and smoothed her hair and responded, "From that first kiss, I could tell you were a fighter. You are a very beautiful, demanding and strong woman. You used those traits to push people away so they could never hurt you. However, when you went soft in my arms, I could tell that deep inside you wanted a man that would challenge and push you."

"You are a unique combination of strength, intelligence and beauty. I'll bet that almost everyone around you only sees that. They don't see that there's a child inside that needs to be loved and protected. The child inside you needs somebody to love her even when she tries to push him or her away. She needs someone that with one hug or kiss can give her peace and erase all of her pain."

"You want to be pursued, loved, and possessed by a man worthy of you and the gift you are offering. A man that will cherish the gift you are giving, but also one that will be unyielding in terms of discipline. You want a man that will not let you get away with your spoiled, bratty behavior, while loving who you are."

"April, I have a confession. I was married once before. My ex-wife was spoiled, arrogant, and beautiful. She thought everyone was there for her benefit. That's also how I recognized many of your selfish traits and how I knew you wouldn't tolerate weakness from me. However, there was a big difference between you and her. My ex-wife's haughty arrogance was not a defense mechanism, because her heart and soul were just as rotten."

"That was one of my fears. When your heart and soul finally opened up to me, what would we find? Well, what I found was a scared, sensitive and lonely woman. She tries to love with all her heart, but nobody sees past her wealth and beauty. You have been hurt a lot and built some very high walls to protect your loving, open and giving heart. What I found inside you is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and one that outshines this magnificent form that houses it."

Steve pulled her head away from his neck so that he could look into her eyes. He saw a hurricane of emotions swimming in her eyes and they ranged from fear to panic, bravery to doubt, trust to security and passion to love. Her whole posture told him that she wanted this more than anything else she'd ever done, but she was scared. He stroked her face gently and lovingly, and whispered, "Baby, this should scare you, because it takes a strong woman to give her heart and body to someone."

"You just experienced a sample, but you won't believe what happens when you make yourself vulnerable to someone else. When you really trust someone enough to open your heart, the world explodes into a bright sea of colors." Steve looked at her with intense emotion in his eyes, sharing his love for her. "I will never take advantage of you and I don't want just your body, I want everything. I want us to challenge each other, while feeling our hearts joined together."

"This will not be easy and I will demand a lot from you, but it's not anything you can't give. You just need to know that while we are dancing I lead and you follow. This will unlock some of your deepest fears, but I will be there keeping you safe. There will be fear and pain; because I will make you mine and your spoiled behavior will not be tolerated."

Steve could see her love's desire written with her eyes and her smile, but paid for with her tears. He leaned down and gently kissed her mouth with their tongues playfully dueling with each other. She moaned and whimpered into his mouth as again her body came alive demanding his attention. It didn't matter whether it was his touch, smell or even the sight of him, but her nipples were immediately at attention and her cleft was wet with anticipation.

His arms gave her the feeling of security, while his hands and lips created fires that could never be extinguished. The hollow, lonely, scared and empty place inside her was now being filled with his strength and his love. She felt his strength and power lift her into the heavens and his tender love deposit her back on earth. The moment she surrendered, her heart came alive. Now the acute ache inside her is because her heart is overflowing with vivid lightning and thunder that everyone calls love.

She twisted in his arms until they were locked in a deeply intense loving gaze. Steve's hungry look sent shivers through her spine and she had to have him ... NOW! April plunged into his arms with her mouth attacking his in a voracious kiss. Steve had awakened the bad girl beast inside April and now it was demanding to be fed. April's fingernails were clawing at Steve's back while her mouth hungrily nibbled on his lips and tongue.

April felt feverish and desperate to feel Steve's hands and lips on her skin. Every inch of her skin burned with need and she needed more of him ... so much more. He was her cocaine high, her sugar rush and she was going through withdrawal. She felt raw, open, and vulnerable. She felt as if she would die soon if he didn't make love to her. She would even forsake her pride or dignity if he would just take her and make her his.

Steve was smiling inside as he enjoyed her voracious kiss. Her hunger had released her long hidden desires with her heart open, offering herself and trusting him to take care of her. Her hungry looks were an amazing aphrodisiac and the offer of her fabulous body was temptation personified. He knew he couldn't give in to her temptations, at least not now.

Steve scooped her up into his arms and stood from the chair. He walked across the hall to her bedroom and placed her on the bed, all while she continued to kiss, claw, and demand his attention. She lay back on the bed with her arms outstretched in an invitation for him to partake in her sinfully delicious body. She was offering herself to him the only way she knew how. His hunger matched hers and as he knelt on the bed it was everything he could do not to ravage her, but she still had to lessons to learn.

Steve grabbed both her hands in one of his and stretched them over her head. As he leaned over she arched her back presenting her swollen breasts to his ravenous mouth. She anxiously yielded her unprotected, hard and inflamed nipples to his greedy lips. Despite the upcoming lesson, Steve succumbed to her pleading offer and wolfishly attacked her nipples, gnawing on them gluttonously.

The ferociousness of his attack not only sent blistering passion ripping through her body, but it robbed her of her breath as well. Her back arched even more, trying to find more of that exquisitely painful passion. She whimpered and moaned erotically, "Ohgodohgodohgod. Please ... OOOOOOOOOO ... please." Her chest heaved as she tried to remember how to breathe. Just as she caught her breath, Steve moved to the other nipple adding to the firestorm inside her womanly core.

As quickly as the attack began, it ended. April's eyes were crossed and glazed over as Steve's face hovered over hers. She didn't know what was happening and through her glassy eyes looked at him questioningly. Steve gently kissed her lips, nose, and then forehead before he said, "You still owe me a demonstration of how you pleasure yourself. However, I will promise you one other thing. If you do a good job of showing me how much you want me, I promise to fuck you until you are a hot, screaming, sticky mess. Then I will fuck you some more until I own you."

With a desperate and pleading to look in her eyes April breathlessly whispered, "Please ... Please take me now! I need to feel your skin on mine, your hands caressing and your lips loving me. Please ... Please fuck me ... do it now!"

Steve looked devotedly into her eyes and responded, "I want to see the desire grow in your eyes and your passions consume your body. I want you to be delirious with need when I take you and watch your orgasms devour your body. You will scream my name and remember this night for the rest of your life."

Steve stood from the bed, but before he sat in the straight back chair he brought her a bottle of water. He took off his boots, socks and his jeans before sitting back down in the straight back chair.

April's mind was still foggy. To her it seemed like all he had to do was kiss her and her body went crazy with need for him. Whatever he did to her, she needed much, much more. He had thrown down the gauntlet and she knew now what she had to do. She gobbled down the bottle of water while she thought about teasing herself into frenzy, knowing that it would in turn drive him crazy for her.

As he took off his jeans she got her first idea of what was in store for her. His cock was hard and stretching his underwear way out of shape. It went from his crotch to the edge of his hip and looked almost as big as her forearm. She trembled with hunger as she looked at it and her mouth was suddenly dry, even after drinking the water. She wanted to touch it, taste it and feel it sliding down her throat and stretching her hungry pussy.

April slowly rose from the bed, decided to put on some music and dance erotically for him, while using her toys to make it even wilder. She went over to her iPod and thought about putting on Joe Cocker's "Stripper," but decided against it and put on the more techno "La Club. She darkened the room lights and brightened some spotlights on her bed's headboard.

As the music started, April stood still for a moment letting the beat flow through her. Slowly her hands rose above her head and her belly tightened, softly throwing her hips side to side as the rhythm flowed through her body. She closed her eyes and began dancing like only her lover was watching. As she moved, the lights caressed only portions of her body while creating erotic shadows that hid the rest. This time she danced nakedly in front of him without shame or humiliation, openly giving her body and her heart to the man watching. As much as he wanted her, she wanted him even more. She would give anything for love, but for him anything was not enough, she needed to give more.

Her breasts wobbled provocatively as her shoulders shimmied, and her breathing quickened. The music seemed to lift her soul higher and higher while driving her desire before it. Her hands began moving down, spreading her long hair around her shoulders and ultimately caressing her breasts. She cupped her breasts, presenting them to Steve. When her thumb and forefingers surrounded and squeezed her nipples, her eyes popped open.

Now she was dancing only for Steve with her body's blazing passion pouring through her crazy eyes into his. One hand continued to toy with her breasts while the other slowly slid down her belly, letting her fingers glide easily through her wet, glistening pussy lips. As her finger slid inside, her eyes were blazing with wild desire and she moaned softly, "Oh God, I need this to be you!"

She looked and saw Steve's unblinking eyes blistering her naked, satiny skin. The heat from his gaze only added more fuel to the fire inside her. She felt totally naked in front of him, not just her body. She felt his eyes looking inside her with her heart totally exposed to his searing gaze. Her warts and flaws were out in the open, but they didn't matter to him. He wanted her just the way she was, even with all her faults. With that realization, she was ready to offer up her body as his prize.

Her heart and body wanted the same thing and she realized for the first time that vulnerability could also be strength. She was all desire, want, frenzied devotion, and spontaneous heat. The heat inside her was controlling her movements as her hips shuttered and pumped to the music. Her belly clenched and rippled as it tried to contain the heat inside her, while her breasts were beckoning beacons trying to draw Steve into her body.

Her fingers seemed to have a mind of their own as they pinched and rolled her clit. April's body shuddered with the intense white-hot jolt of fiery bliss in her core and her knees start to sag as the intensity made her legs quiver. She tried to recover her balance, but her fingers found it hard to stop torturing her clit. In a desperate effort to recover, she frantically reached to the bed and picked up her two vibrators. She used the hard plastic vibrator to tease her nipples while the wand vibrator wandered over her belly, taking care not to touch her clit.

Steve was watching her sensuously erotic dance with gritty attention. He was afraid to blink for fear of missing something. April was his dreams come true: brilliant, intelligent, driven and beautiful, but right now she was the most stunningly sensuous woman he'd ever seen. His hands were gripping the chair to keep him from throwing her on the bed and wildly fucking her. He was trying to be the good dominant and watch her desire build to epic proportions, but unfortunately, she was doing the same to him.

Her breathing was getting more ragged as the lustful craving continued to build. The firestorm inside her started to cloud her vision, but her wild desperate eyes never left Steve. The hungry desire in her eyes was passed on to Steve and he felt her frenzied heat. April slowly brought the wand vibrator up to her nipples while the hard plastic vibrator slid down her belly.

As the powerful wand vibrator touched her already painfully aching nipples, a high-voltage jolt of bliss arced through her body. Her chest shuttered as she tried to take a gasping breath, but it only came out as a needy moan, "OOOOOOOOO ... Please ... Oh, Please!"

The hard plastic vibrator slid through her womanly lips caressing her clit as it went and her knees began to shake again. April backed it off and then slowly slid hard plastic vibrator back inside her. Her mouth opened and closed in silent rapture, but then she whispered, "Fuck ... Me ... Fuck ... Me ... Please ... Oh, God ...Fuck ... Me." It was too much as her quivering legs give out, and she fell to her knees. Her whole body was shaking from her wobbling breasts down to her undulating belly and finally to her quivering thighs.

April began to thrust the hard plastic vibrator in and out of her desperately needy pussy. Steve looked into her eyes and saw that she couldn't stop. Her eyes were glassy with lust and frantic to achieve her goal. She was falling into her orgasmic abyss and if he didn't do something, she would be gone. Steve stood from his chair in front of her and harshly yelled, "NOT YET!"

Her hands stopped moving with the sharp command and her eyes came back into focus. Directly in front of her eyes was a huge cock still contained in his underwear. She never wanted anything more in her entire life. She licked her lips hungrily, looked up into his eyes, and said, "Please." Steve looked into her soft, watery, pleading eyes and in that moment, he knew he was lost. She had him and he could deny her nothing. No matter what happened there was a place in his heart that was hers. He nodded his head in agreement.

April dropped the vibrators and crawled to where he was. Her hands immediately went to the top of his underwear and began pulling them down his legs. As she pulled below his crotch, his hard, stiff cock leapt from his underwear smacking her in the cheek. She flinched, startled by the sudden appearance, but time stopped. She tentatively wrapped both of her hands around his cock and neither of her tiny hands could wrap all way around it.

When his cock slapped her in the face April felt chills run down her spine. It was massively perfect, muscular with blue veins wrapped around it and a large head that threatened to rip her in two. During her fantasies, she dreamt of having one of those male porn stars fuck her. All of her previous lovers had cocks in the below average range, and that had been one of the problems. Just like everything else he had done, Steve was her fantasy come true.