Erin on the Gambling Table Ch. 03

They had also bought a second golden retriever, so that Achilles would have a companion. It was Cassius' idea to name her "Briseis", since he thought it would be nice to keep the theme going.

Sometimes at night, Erin thought about the people who had kidnapped her. She knew so little about them, but knew they were out there somewhere, and the idea always chilled her to the bone. She couldn't help but feel bad about the poor girls that every day found themselves in their clutches. She wondered if any of them had ever escaped or had ever lived a happy ending. She wished she could do something to help them.

She tried to convince Cassius to do something, but he made it clear he was not going to antagonize them. All he wanted was for them to simply forget his name and let him live his life in peace. At the very least, he had agreed to donate some money to help victims of human trafficking. It was not enough to solve the problem, but it was enough to help, and that put her heart at peace.

It was amazing to think back on her story. She would always wish the beginning would have been different, but she was joyful about the way things had worked out. She never again felt despaired, never again thought about leaving.

As for Cassius, he had made the resolution to become a better player. He had always wanted to become famous and recognized but had ditched the idea in favor of an easier life, until Erin arrived and pushed him into following his dreams. Those days though, most of his income was coming from a series of small investments, and from an online casino he had founded using the money he had made over the years. Rosethorn Manor was not cheap, and he'd had to change to adapt to his new lifestyle.

In the end, he was grateful every day for the way things had turned out. It was not an easy thing to live with the memory of one's mistakes, but Erin had forgiven him, and he had forgiven himself. He was happy. He was at peace. He had everything he had always wanted.

That day was his birthday. Erin had discovered that one year prior she had been his birthday present. Now, it was going to be the first time she would be able to enjoy it with him.

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"Kitten... Kitten, where are you?" she heard his voice calling her. Erin was completely naked, quietly crouching behind a sofa in the living room. They had spent the entire day, partying, laughing and drinking, but now everyone had gone home, and the manor was quiet again. It was time for him to claim his slave, but she wanted to tease him a little bit first.

"You can't hide from me, little pet," he muttered slowly. Only his soft voice and his muffled footsteps were breaking the silence around the house, "I can hear your heart beating fast when you hear my voice. I can smell your juices trickling down your thighs when you think of all the things I'm going to do to you. I can feel the heat coming from that gorgeous skin of yours. I'm always going to catch you."

She was trying not to laugh and give away her location. That one was her favorite game. The first time she had asked to play had made him a little nervous, but it was growing on him. It was strangely liberating as well, because it meant he trusted her.

Although he was trying to be funny, he was not that far from the truth. She could feel her heart racing and her pussy getting slick as she heard him getting closer.

She tried to hold her breath as she heard a sound very close to her. A moment passed in silence, then the lights suddenly turned on and she saw him standing across the room. She tried to run away but he rushed to grab her. With one hand he pressed her against him to keep her still, with the other he grabbed her arms and secured her wrists behind her, then lifted her and threw her over his shoulder.

"No! Please let me go," she giggled and kicked her legs.

"You're not going anywhere," he said as he slapped her hard on her ass with his free hand. She cried out in pain and couldn't help feel her pussy tingling.

He took her to the bedroom and laid her over the bed. She stayed quiet, giving him an innocent look.

"On your knees slave," he commanded.

"Yes, Master," she replied. With a little bit of effort, she turned around to put herself into position. Cassius laughed a bit at her struggle.

He took out a pair of nipple clamps and attached them to her, first alone, then slowly adding a few weights to each one. Erin moaned in pain as her lovely breasts got stretched to the limit. Cassius went to the closet and returned with a flogger.

"You are going to suck me while I lash you, and you're going to count and thank me every time. If you lose count, we start over again. Careful with the teeth."

"Yes, Master," Erin whispered. The weights he had added to her nipples seemed heavier than usual and waves of pain were shearing through her breasts.

Cassius began whipping her ass a little harsher than she expected. It was a terrible struggle to take him deep while at the same time resisting the lashes and concentrating on counting. She lost count twice. At least he thought she did, it was hard to understand anything she was saying. He stopped after 20. Her legs were getting weak from the punishment.

"Do you want me to make you cum, little pet?"

He already knew the answer. It was so easy to read her body. But he loved making her say it.

"Yes, Master," She struggled to say through ragged breaths.

He told her to lay down and stepped into the closet again to retrieve the vibrator, "Now it's time to play my game," He told her.

Erin sighed. She knew what he meant. His favorite edging game. He would set up a certain amount of time; sometimes 5 minutes, sometimes 10 minutes, sometimes if he wanted to be really cruel 20 or more minutes. She was allowed to use the vibrator, but she wasn't allowed to cum until the time had run out. If she was too close, both the chronometer and the vibrator would stop.

He set up the timer for 15 minutes. It took her only seconds to start writhing in pleasure. Cassius had to stop the stimulation about once every two minutes. She was squirming in despair, with her pussy hurting from so much stimulation without release. Cassius kept lightly caressing her and planting soft kisses on all over her body, laughing at her.

"It's not funny!" She cried desperately, overwhelmed. Cassius began crying tears of amusement.

She did not know how long it actually took, it felt like an eternity, but the timer eventually ran out, and she felt herself exploding.

"Master!" She cried as she came.

"How should I fuck you today?"

"However, you want, Master. I'm yours."

Cassius made her sit on her knees, then put a ring gag on her and tied her hands behind her back. He moved behind her, very slowly grabbing her mane, slightly tugging it at first. Erin anticipated what he would do, and she arched her back as much as she could, to allow him easy access. In one rough push, Cassius entered her pussy. It was always a little bit painful, just the right amount she loved.

He thrust fast, back and forth, tugging her mane every time, and placing rough slaps on her ass. Wave after wave of sheer pain and pleasure ran through her body with the combined effect of the weights, the gag, the spanking, and his cock thrusting deep into her.

"Let's see that pretty little face of yours," he commanded.

He stopped and help her lay flat on her back. First, he removed the nipple clamps, watching her cry in pain as the blood rushed back to her nipples. Then he removed the gag and placed a passionate kiss on her lips while holding her throat.

He put his body above hers, using his elbows to rest his weight, and moved the tip of his cock around the opening of her pussy. This time he entered her slowly. He loved to see her expression every time he did.

Cassius plunged very deeply into her with marked, fast, violent movements, Erin's whole body began shaking and her eyes rolled to the back of her head as he drove her to ecstasy. He could feel her walls tensing around his cock, squeezing him.

"May I ... cum?" She asked with a lot of effort.

"Cum, little pet."

She felt her toes curling and her muscles tensing. Her mind was floating in the depths of her orgasm.

"Are you okay?" Cassius whispered as he nuzzled her face. Erin always looked exhausted and overwhelmed afterwards. He knew she was all right, he knew she was enjoying it, she always did, she was tough, but still he couldn't stop himself from asking. After sex, the side of him that enjoyed her pain, her shame and her struggling felt satiated, and he was left with the other side, the one that only wanted to care for her and protect her.

Erin smiled at his warm touch.

"I love you." she purred happily.

Cassius stroked her collar with his finger. "I love you too, kitten."

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THE END

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