Emily Ch. 03

Master laughed out loud and kissed Emily's hand. He also increased the intensity again. She didn't think she could make it to walk out of there, but was willing to try. The motion of walking only increased the sensations, as it caused the objects to move about. Master placed enough cash to cover lunch and the tip and they left. She never had done anything that required as much intense concentration as it took to gracefully walk from the table, through the lobby to the elevators without cumming. Once inside, and they were alone, Master kicked up the intensity to top speed, and said, "CUM NOW BITCH!"

With that, Emily exploded with an intense orgasm. She gripped the rails on either side of her, threw her head back, and wailed at the top of her lungs. Over and over the spasms grasped her, shook her, to her very core. After what seemed like an eternity, Master slowly turned down the controls and allowed Emily to stop. She was rasping for breath, and had a light film of sweat on her face and chest. When they arrived at their floor, they stepped off and Master held His arm around her to help her back to their room. But the day wasn't over yet...

As they approached the door to their room, Master noticed Emily wobbling on trembling legs. Neither of them spoke. Master had intended to test her on how far He could take her, and decided that His plan was working. He placed the card key in the lock and opened it. Once inside, He closed the door, locked it, and took off His jacket. His cock was as hard as a rock. He turned to face Emily, who was standing in front of Him, looking at Him defiantly. He looked back at her, and cocked an eyebrow.

"Was there something else pet?" He asked her. Her eyes widened, and mouth fell open.

"I don't know Master. Are You finished with me?" She said.

"Yes, for now I am. Now go into the bedroom and wait for my instruction," was His reply. He was quite amused with her frustration.

"No!" she stated defiantly, and raised her chin a little higher.

She then untied the top of her dress and unfastened the back. She slipped out of it and was left wearing the panties that Master had placed on her, her stockings, and of course the nipple clamps. She was quite a fetching sight. The nipple clamps looked as though they would burst from her. Her skin was flushed, and chest heaving from the deep breaths she was taking; along with the adrenaline pumping through her like a freight train. Master had expected her to be whimpering and weak from the intensity of the orgasm she had just experienced, and the long period of time she had endured the vibrators and kept her composure. Instead, she stood there like a wildcat ready to pounce.

"You mean You are done with me?!" she raised her voice a little and he noticed her eyes were on fire.

"You heard me. I said go into the bedroom and wait!" He raised His voice back at her. He was quite surprised at her defiant attitude. "Would You like me to turn on the controls again?!" He asked; an evil grin on His face.

With that, she pulled the devices quickly from her, along with the clamps. She placed her hands on her hips and stated to Him, "You know what You can do with these stupid little toys. Why don't You man up and FUCK me!?"

His eyes darkened, as did His demeanor. "You are treading on dangerous ground bitch; now do as you are told!" He growled at her.

"Oh, am I now. Why don't You MAKE me, BITCH!" she growled back at Him, clearly goading Him. He lunged at her slightly, but she held her ground, firmly. He had never seen so much fire in her eyes, or so much disobedience. His cock was pounding. "What YOU got? BITCH! " Her words spat out of her mouth.

Master had had enough and she realized that when she saw the flash in his eyes. He started to unbutton His shirt and walk towards her, and she began to back up. When He tossed His shirt to the side, He made a swipe at her with a long arm, but with the adrenaline surging through her, her reflexes were in top form. She ducked easily, and moved out of reach. Adrenaline surged through Master as well, even though he felt as though the majority of His blood was now pooled in His pounding engorged cock. He lunged at her again, but when she tried to dodge Him, He quickly counter moved, and caught her. She struggled hard against Him, and bucked and writhed under His arms. He tightened His grip and turned her around. He lifted her over His shoulder easily, and carried her towards the bedroom.

She continued to struggle against him, arms and legs flailing, as he reached the end of the bed. He tossed her off His shoulder and onto the bed with such force; it knocked the wind out of her. She looked at Him startled, and attempted to get up. He pinned her to the bed and turned her over onto her belly. He threw His leg over her to keep her there. She continued to struggle and writhe under him. He pulled His belt off and wrapped it around the post of the bed, and also to her wrists and pulled it tight. He grabbed a large bolster from the bed and pulled it towards Him. He slapped her ass very hard; so hard it truly hurt His hand. Then twice, then three times. She screamed at Him to get His hands off her; not to dare touch her any further. He laughed and lifted her hips, to slip the bolster under her. He placed himself behind her and pulled her towards Him, so her restraints would hold her tightly. She had no alternative but to rest against the bolster; that was the only thing holding her. He quickly slid His trousers and underwear from His body and for lack of anything else available, he stuffed the wadded up boxers in her mouth, to shut her up. She continued to buck under him. He slapped her ass once again, she groaned, and His cock throbbed and pulsed. He could see she was heaving deep breaths, as was He, and he spread her legs wide.

He placed His fingers against her hot wet opening, and found that her juices were pouring from her. His cock was on fire, and that wetness was the key to putting it out. He slid two fingers inside her deeply and began to stroke. Through the makeshift gag, He heard her muffled cry. He pressed harder, stretching her tight sucking cunt to prepare her for Him. He shoved His aching cock into her in one motion, to join his fingers. He slid in as far as he could, not caring if it hurt her or not. He began to pump into her, while his fingers pressed and stroked her. Harder and harder he stroked and harder and harder he pumped. Her hot orifice squeezed and sucked Him, harder than He could have ever imagined. His free hand pressed onto her back, near her ass, holding her there. His strokes grew even harder and faster, as did His fingers. He had lost control. His instincts kicked into overdrive. The need of His cock had taken over. He saw her body start to convulse when she began an incredibly intense orgasm, and her juices were soaking His thighs. He felt His own release grabbing Him, shaking Him, and this time it was He who threw His head back and wailed. He continued to fuck her hard, seeking to drain every last drop from His body.

When His release subsided, He found that He wasn't satisfied yet, and neither was His cock. He was still rock hard and ready. Her body was shaking, but His cock was still in charge. He noticed the tube of lube that he had used when He inserted the vibrators into her earlier, lying on the bed near Him, and He grabbed it. He withdrew His cock and soaked fingers from her and rubbed them against the pucker of her tight ass. He squeezed a large amount of the slippery gel on her beckoning rim and rubbed with His fingers. He then spread the remnants from His fingers onto his already soaked cock and pressed the head at her opening. She was so tight. He held her firmly, and guided Himself into her slowly. She had cum so intensely; she was fairly relaxed, but not completely limp. She was breathing heavily, and it was all He could do not to force Himself into her the way He had with her pussy, but He took His time. Slowly and steadily He entered her. She was very tight, and very hot. His cock throbbed both from the need for more fucking and also the elation of taking her ass. He stroked her slowly, but not too incredibly deep; just past the ridge of the engorged head. He began to pump her, the sensation of the tightness gripping His cock, promising to make Him cum once again. His hand remained near the small of her back, and he felt her begin to move her hips... Encouraging Him to continue; to take His release again. He began to pump her with short fast thrusts; He knew He would cum again soon. With His other hand, He reached forward and grabbed a fistful of her hair, and pulled. She released a muffled groan through her gag, and the sound of it sent Him over the edge. The spasms gripped Him again, and once again he wailed loudly as her body pulled the release from Him. The intensity rippled up His thighs, radiating through His back and shoulders, shaking him. Over and over it pulled Him. He didn't want the feeling to end; ever.

When His body was spent, He was exhausted. He slid from inside her gently, and lay on top of her limp body. She was breathing heavily. When He got close to her, he pulled the gag from her mouth. She sucked in a huge breath of air. He noticed her trembling slightly, and looked at her more closely. She was weeping. Large warm tears streamed from her eyes. Her face was wet.

"Are you okay Emily? I got a little carried away." He said to her gently, stroking her cheek.

She smiled, and then laughed as she still struggled to regain normal breathing. "That was pretty fucking amazing!" she said gleefully.

He shook His head and laughed as well. He kissed/sucked the back of her neck and she squealed with delight. He untied her wrists and tossed the bolster aside, allowing her to rest against the bed comfortably. Her Master pulled a corner of the comforter over them both and she curled up next to Him and fell asleep. After a few moments, He did as well.