Model Slave Pt. 03 Ch. 09

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! Emma plunged into his arms with her mouth attacking his in a voracious kiss. Steve had awakened the bad girl beast inside Emma and now it was demanding to be fed. Emma's fingernails were clawing at Steve's back while her mouth hungrily nibbled on his lips and tongue.

Emma 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 to the bed 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 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. Emma'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, "I want 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 Emma 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.

Emma'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 and seemed bigger than she had ever seen it. 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.

Emma slowly rose from the bed, decided to put on some music and dance erotically for him, while using her fingers as toys to make it even wilder. She went over to her iPhone 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.

As the music started, Emma 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 dim 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. Emma's body shuddered with the intense white-hot jolt of fiery bliss in her core and her knees started to sag as the intensity made her legs weaken and 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 the cat-o-nine-tails and used the handle as a dildo. She used the hard plastic handle to tease her nipples while her hands 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. Emma 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. Emma slowly brought ker fingers up to her nipples while the hard plastic handle slid down her belly.

As her fingers 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 handle slid through her womanly lips caressing her clit as it went and her knees began to shake again. Emma backed it off and then slowly slid hard plastic handle 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.

Emma began to thrust the hard plastic handle 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.

Emma dropped the whip 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 Emma 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.

His cock was just like the rest of Steve: strong, virile, massive and gorgeously masculine. Her hands gloried in its soft hardness as they gently caressed him. Her face moved closer as her eyes beheld what she so desperately craved. She had never seen anything this big except in a porn movie. She felt a gush between her thighs and she imagined what that would feel like. Emma licked her lips hungrily as her hands stroked his monstrously beautiful cock.

As she held it in her hands, she was in awe. It was so thick her fingers couldn't wrap around it and so long that even with both hands together it still stuck out the top and the bottom. Until now, Emma had never had the urge to suck a man's cock. She had been forced to suck a man's cock when she first met Steve and was dessert at the bachelor party. But this time she wanted Steve's cock in her mouth. He was not forcing her to suck him, she desperately desired his cock.

Now she wanted nothing more than to lavish her tongue over his hard thrusting manhood. She wanted to taste his sweet, salty skin, trace the thick blue veins with her tongue and let his scent drive her crazy. Everything around her faded into a hazy mist with his cock her only focus as it wavered in front of her luscious, parted lips.

Emma wanted to drive him crazy too and hear him moan while she sucked him into her mouth. She wanted to devour it, and feast on it until it gave up its manly essence. She wanted to lick his soft skin stretched over hard cock and make love to this dauntingly beautiful thing until his cum filled her mouth. Never in her life had she wanted to have a man's cock in her mouth. Now, she was obsessed with tasting him. He was hers and she had to have him. She had to possess him and hear him moan as she wrapped her soft lips around his cock. Her tongue swept a drop of precum off the tip of his cock into her mouth and she craved more.

Her lips gently kissed the tip and she softly began kissing it all over, slowly making love to his cock. It was sensuously reverent the way she held and kissed his cock and for Steve it was extremely erotic. He wanted her to continue, but she had unfinished business first. Steve tried to be firm but his voice cracked a little as he said, "Baby, you still have unfinished business. Finish taking off my underwear before you forget."

Emma sucked the head into her mouth before her hands left his cock. She was not going to let this get away from her. Her hands quickly pulled down his underwear until he could step out of it. Immediately, her hands joined her mouth in making love to the most immensely perfect cock she'd ever seen. It was hers and she was going to let him know that it was hers as she sucked on the head of his cock.

She slowly let the head of his cock slide into her mouth and it left little room for anything else, but she wasn't going to give up. Emma sucked on his cock until the head was lodged in the back of her throat, and she started to gag. She did not want to concede defeat as she tried again and again, but each time she gagged it only made her try harder. Then, she heard his deep throaty moan and that was all the incentive she needed. This was the first blowjob Emma had ever willingly given and until now, it was something she swore she would never do.

Everything about Steve was different, everything. He had already given her the best orgasms of her life and she knew she was in for a lot more. She felt the trust, the bond, and, yes, even the love that she had never known with any other human being. Her whole body vibrated and tingled just holding his cock, but when she put it in her mouth, everything went to a new level. She was filled with an insatiable need to please him, hear his groans of passion and taste his seed.

She wanted to prove to him that she was one of the best decisions he'd ever made. He made her believe in herself, in her sexuality and she had never felt anything close to this kind of desire. He had put the unquenchable fire inside her and he had turned loose the sexual demon inside her. The tornado of passion inside her had given her strength and a fierce love she had never known. He had claimed and marked her earlier, so now it was her turn.

Steve watched her make love to him and it was sensationally erotic. She was wantonly desperate yet fierce in her desire to please him. Steve could tell she didn't have any experience sucking cock, but there was a strength and determination inside her that wouldn't let her quit. She was intensely hungry, voraciously wanting to please him and for Steve her resolve made her even more enchanting.

Steve watched her head bobbing up and down his cock with her hair swarming around her face. Her hands had left his cock and were attached to his hips trying to pull more of him between her lips. Her mouth was a soft, sensuous vacuum, sucking, pulling and demanding his cum. The whole night of teasing, caressing and making love to this unbelievably gorgeous woman had his seed boiling inside him.

Steve grabbed her head with both hands and began fucking her mouth as he groaned, "Oh, God, baby, that feels incredible. You are going to make me cum soon if you don't stop."

That was all Emma needed. Her hands tightened on his hips pulling him deeper into her throat and she whimpered passionately as more of his cock slid through her mouth and into her throat. She gagged again, but the next time his cock went even farther and now, she had over half his cock in her mouth. Fiery chills ran down her body with the excitement of really being used as a sex toy for the man she loved.

She moaned as his hands knotted in her hair and forced her head deeper on his cock. It was raw, primitive, masculine and feminine, dominant and submissive, with her whole body quivering hungrily. She felt free from anyone's expectations and free from being Emma. Right now, she could be Steve's lover, his submissive or his sex toy, but mostly she just belonged to him.

She felt his hips thrust forward and stay there as his deep throaty groans split the air, "Oh damn, baby, fuck me that feels incredible. I'm cuming baby, oh God... OOOOOO!"