Model Slave Pt. 03 Ch. 09

Emma felt his cock swell in her throat, then jerk as the first shot of cum splashed against the back of her throat. Her head jerked in surprise with the first spray of cum, but she realized what it was and began sucking even harder to make sure she got every drop. His cock continued to erupt in her mouth filling it with a salty man essence. She loved the taste, but she loved even more that it was her man giving her his seed. Belonging to her man, she liked the sound of that.

Tears of joy fell from her eyes as she continued making love to his cock. It only seemed to soften a little bit and as she continued sucking, it hardened again. She felt her own female nectar running down the inside of her thighs and she desperately needed him to make love to her right now. She was so turned on she didn't think she could stand; her legs were shaking so bad they wouldn't obey her commands.

Steve's hands slid from her head and then under her arms as he lifted her off her feet. As he pulled her up even with his face, she suddenly felt a little shy, but he ended that as his lips attacked hers in a violent kiss. The fiery tornado of emotions was back inside her turning her into pliable mush as he manhandled her body.

Being free to be his plaything, sex toy and his lover made her tremble inside. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist feeling the heat of his skin against hers. She squeezed herself tightly against his body, but he squeezed her even tighter.

Their kiss ended but their lips stayed touching, breathing their shared air. Steve looked at her face and noticed a small dribble of his cum on her chin. Something about leaving his mark on her face made her more radiant and gorgeous than ever. Steve looked deep into her watery eyes and smiling face and said, "That was incredible baby, thank you."

Emma smiled the most delicious and loving smile he had ever seen, but he saw something else on her face. There was a pride and an innocent joy on her face that he had never seen before. Gone was her haughty attitude and petulance. She was a free woman without a care in the world, full of fire and passion and he could tell she was where she wanted to be.

He pulled her tight against him again as he nuzzled her neck. He nibbled up to her ear and with the passionate growl said, "Baby, I love the way you squirm and tremble with fiery passion and it makes you look so damned beautiful." Then he looked fiercely into her and added, "I want to know, who do you belong to?"

It was an easy question for her to answer. The spanking, erotic torment and bondage had all combine to free her mind and at the same time make her feel beautiful, sexy, secure and loved. As he asked the question, she felt a rush of heat searing her insides. She didn't think her aching nipples could get any harder, but they did and her womanly cleft was practically dripping as she answered, "You. I belong only to you."

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They had only known each other for several weeks, but it felt as if she had known him all her life. He knew her desires, her thoughts, her angst and the edge of her boundaries. He built her passion to epic proportions, soothed her fears and calmed her panic. He tested her limits but knew how far to go and seemed to know her thoughts before she did. He had disarmed her the first time they met and no one had ever done that. Now she wanted to feel, let herself go and give herself to him unconditionally.

Emma snuggled hard against his neck and almost like she couldn't believe it was true she repeated seductively whispering, "You. I belong only to you."

Steve walked over to the bed and leaned over until Emma's back was touching the duvet. Even though she didn't want to give up his skin touching hers, she released her arms and legs so that she lay naked on the duvet. Steve stood for a second admiring the stunning woman who was giving herself to him.

For Steve he had run out of adjectives to describe just how much this woman affected him. With her sexual scamp released, she just glowed with a sexual heat that's hard to describe. She was the personification of Aphrodite, radiating love, sex and passion. It was hard to believe she was the same woman he had met yesterday. The emotional transformation was simply astonishing, with her body language being joyful, open and accepting. Her face was softer with a genuine beguiling smile and her eyes lovingly watched him, showing him her heart.

Emma was having a similar reaction. As she lay on the bed open and vulnerable, she didn't even feel like the Emma everyone knew. She was a sexual being in love with the man hovering over her and trusting him with her heart, mind and body. She was proud of what she was with him and was breathlessly waiting to feel him inside her. Submitting to him was an emotional act of love and trust. Outside she was still Emma, but here and now she was Steve's wildest fantasy come true and he was hers.

Steve pulled another long leather strip out of his bag and leaned over, tying her hands together. When he attached it to her headboard, her hands were firmly tied above her head. Being bound released Emma's sexual devil and her womanly folds were practically dripping as he tied her hands above her head. She felt liberated and eager for Steve to use her as the embodiment of all his sexual fantasies.

When Steve finished tying her hands Emma's eyes were practically smoking with desire. She kept licking her lips hungrily as Steve moved towards her, and her face was joyfully tense with anticipation. She was practically begging Steve to use her anyway he wanted. So, he did.

Steve laid the cat-o-nine-tails on the bed next to Emma, but then his hunger got the better of him. He began ravenously kissing her face while returning to her lips every few seconds. Emma lifted her face into his greedy kisses, eagerly sacrificing her face in his mouth.

As Steve started to pull back from her lips, Emma threw her head forward and captured his lips, continuing to devour them in a soul-searing kiss. As they both poured their love into each other's mouths, Steve slid his hand down her taut, silky body. His finger slid through her swollen pussy lips and into her slick, tight pussy. Emma's whole body quivered with her back arching off the bed. As she broke the kiss and threw her head back, she moaned lustily, "Oh, God, Oh, God, Steve!"

Steve grabbed the cat-o-nine-tails and methodically covered her breasts to her knees with little red stripes. The stripes across her body were more psychological and a symbol of his dominance and her submission. There was enough pain to bolster her sexual excitement, but not enough to hurt. Emma arched her back into the lash in a silent plea for more.

Steve laid aside the whip as Emma was eagerly watching his every movement with her face adorned in loving anticipation. As he gently stroked the whip's strands over her skin, Emma preened with loving the feel of the slick leather over her skin. After the caress, he would generally follow it with a lite pop on the skin. The smacks on her skin sent intense, red-hot ripples through her very core and made the rest of Emma's body burn with need.

They were always high-voltage jolts of searing desire and sent her brain spinning into her fantasy zone. It was a place that only Steve could take her and he was the only one allowed to go with her. Steve laid down the whip and his lips again moved to cover hers in a deeply passionate kiss.

Steve's lips moved down to her nipple and sucked it into his mouth. As his finger began to slide in and out of her swollen slot, he continued to suck and nibble on her thrusting nipple. Emma's whole body was trembling with the dual assault. She was gasping for breath as she felt Steve's passion focusing and directing her body's desperate need.

Steve lay down beside her, started kissing Emma's face lovingly, but then his hunger took over. His lips moved to her neck and ears, beginning to kiss, lick, nip, and suck on her leaving little nips and suckling bruises over her neck. Then those voracious lips moved to her breasts where his hunger increased, becoming more aggressive. Emma began to tremble and shake as she felt his love and passion for her escalate, driving her passion before her, leaving little nip and suck marks all over her breasts. Her nipples were engorged and distended, begging for more and her back was arched, pleading for his love to sweep her away.

Emma felt him pour his love and passion into her as Steve hungrily ravaged her taut body that was beseeching him for more and more. As Steve bit down on her nipple, Emma started trembling violently and pushed agonizingly close to her cum. She could almost see it, taste it and she was frantic to feel it. All this did was fuel his hunger as Steve aggressively moved to her other breast and started building the hurricane-like intensity of her furious ecstasy. Emma was rapidly going mad with the need to climax and began screaming her anguish.

"OHMYGODOHMYGOD, OH MY GOD... TAKE ME, TAKE ME... OH GOD STEVE, TAKE ME BEFORE I DIE."

As Steve's lips started leaving love marks all over the bottom of her breasts and her taut belly, one of his hands stayed behind to keep wreaking havoc on her breasts. Meanwhile, his other hand slid two fingers deep inside her and began to devastate her pussy. His urgent need to possess Emma was driving him mad and Steve felt as if he had to show her the depth of his desire. Emma was on an endorphin high with his out-of-control passion. Steve's need to conquer her boiled over as his mouth and hands teased her unhindered. He became obsessed with taking and claiming his woman with all the love in him. He felt as if he had to prove his deep commitment to this spectacular woman.

One hand was on her nipples with the other teasing her hips. Emma was going wild and felt like his hands and lips were everywhere. Powerful waves of emotion pounded through her body. Some waves were heart rending and emotional, while others were stormy heat. However, they were all agonizingly intense and she couldn't think, only feel.

Steve's lips and hands moved down her body leaving no inch of her skin unloved. By the time his lips reached her feet and began their way back up Emma was going crazy. Her skin was hot and red glistening from a combination of perspiration and the remnants of Steve's sloppy kisses. Inside she was even hotter with her body wound tight ready to explode.

Emma had been moaning and whimpering from the very beginning, but as Steve reached her inner thigh her pleas became more ragged and desperate. Her lips spasmed open and closed as she breathlessly tried to beg for his cock, but her inner fire robbed her of any speech. Her hips were squirming and bouncing off the bed trying to find anything that would end this erotic torture. Steve saw the huge wet spot of Emma's nectar on the bed, and knew Emma was on the ragged edge.

His mouth moved to her cleft and as Steve claimed her clit, her body exploded into a backbreaking arch derived from her earth-shattering orgasm. Emma's body tried to jump to the stars as her whole mind and body exploded. With the unrelenting light show in her brain, Emma couldn't see, she forgot how to breathe, and the rapturous insanity robbed her of all reason. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. All of her desires were wrapped up in this single moment.

Every muscle in her body clinched in orgasmic rapture as Steve continued his assault on her clit and pussy. He felt all of her tightly knotted muscles begin to quiver and tighten even more. All the muscles in her arms and shoulders were knotted as she pulled against her bonds. The tendons in her arms were stretched tight, popping like cords in relief against her skin.

Likewise, her neck was a weave of veins, muscles and tendons shattering in relief against her skin as she screamed out her bliss. Her head thrashed wildly with her mind exploding in wild consuming rapture. Her hair swarmed over her face in its own way of trying to get in on the action. Her climax continued and she wasn't coming down as her extended orgasm kept battering her on a sea of bliss. An exhilarating tsunami with powerful waves crashed over her not giving her time to recover from one climax before the next stole her reality.

When her body finally remembered to breathe, it came in huge gulps of passion-laden air. Almost immediately, her body followed with a banshee like scream. In the back of her mind Emma wondered where the screaming was coming from, because she didn't do that, but it was her voice. Steve had freed her to feel anything and everything. She opened her mind and heart and was now feeling things she never even dreamed of, so yes, the scream was indeed her. Joyfully, as her breath came back, she screamed again.

"YES, OH MY GOD YES, I FEEL... GGOOOOOODDDD... AAAAGGGGHHH!"

Steve couldn't stop. He was in a feeding frenzy and Emma was on the receiving end, immediately blasting into an even higher level of orgasm. Steve continued to pour all of his unrelenting love into her pussy, forcing her to cum, her body racked with tremors and spasms. Finally, Emma's screams of passion broke through his unrelenting lust. He looked up at his beautiful Emma and the devastation he had wrought brought him to his senses.

Emma looked exhausted and all her muscles were spastic with the intensity of the orgasms and with fatigue. Her body looked as if she had been in a muscle building competition with every muscle pumped and popping against her skin. Her stomach muscles were taut and cramped from the hard, unrelenting orgasms. Her skin marred with his nips and bites, glistening with perspiration and his saliva.

Steve looked at the woman he loved, the wreckage on her that he had wrought and he shouted. "Oh my God baby, what have I done?" Steve quickly climbed off her and began to unbind her from the bed as she shouted shaking, her teeth chattering.

"NO... DON'T... STOP... IN... ME... FUCK... ME... INSIDE... ME... DON'T STOP... OH MY GOD... FUCK... ME!"

Steve looked into her love-filled eyes pleading with him that she wanted this; no, she needed this just as much as he did. With their eyes still locked in a loving gaze, Steve slid back between her legs and started feeding his cock into her still spasming pussy. She was extremely tight as he started feeding his cock into her. At first, she had a look of distress on her face as she felt him stretching her, but as he popped through her inner lips, the look of bliss covered her face.

Emma's breathing got deeper and more ragged as she felt cock filling her up. Emma had always wondered what a massive cock would feel like filling her pussy and oh, God, it felt so incredibly wonderful. She had no idea why he was so much bigger than normal, but oh God, how she loved it. The stretch was magnificent, as he slowly rocked in and out. The constant motion against her G-Spot sent searing chills of desire rippling through her sexual core. She had never felt so stretched and it filled her with intense fiery craving for more. The deeper he sank inside her, the more intense the rapturous tingling inside her. It was everything she dreamed of and more.

She had fantasies of taking a massive cock inside her, and she wondered how it would drive her wild with the deep sensual stretch of her pussy. As Steve methodically made her fantasy come true, she found it harder to breathe, moaning and whimpering the deeper he went. His cock seemed to reach deeper and deeper inside of her, wondrously filling her. Emma began to wonder how much more of him there was and could she take all of it? The feeling was indescribably and excruciatingly delicious; like nothing she had ever felt.

Steve kept rocking in and out slowly, feeding more and more of his cock into her tight clasping pussy. Emma's head was thrashing back and forth with her chest heaving as she gasped for superheated air. She gave in to the blistering heat inside her, letting passion's wildfire consume her. Her mouth was opening and closing in silent declarations of the rapture scorching her body. Emma had never even imagined anything like this. Having him inside her was at the same time exquisitely electrifying and agonizingly rapturous. All she knew was she didn't want it to ever stop and now she knew what it was like to have a real man make you, his woman.

Steve knew his engorged cock could be painful in the beginning as he filled this tiny woman, so he took it slowly as his cock inched inside her. However, Emma had all the slow consideration she could stand. She couldn't stand waiting any longer with her craving intensifying each second. She needed to feel his cock all the way inside her. She wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling until she felt his cock hit bottom. As his cock nudged against her cervix, Steve felt Emma's body tremble with her stomach knotting and her legs starting to shake as another orgasm barreled through her.

Steve stayed still while she became used to this large cock embedded inside her. He also stayed still to try to get his orgasm under control. It felt like a satin vise was squeezing his cock. With her spasming pussy rippling up and down his cock, he was gritting his teeth to keep from coming inside her. He looked in her eyes and he could see tears flowing. He became concerned that he had hurt her, so he passionately whispered. "Are you okay Baby, did I hurt you?"

In a quivering voice full of passionate awe, she whispered. "I've never felt anything so exquisitely wonderful before. You're so deep inside me; you stretched me, filled me, and made feel like a real woman... your woman. I've never felt anything so excruciatingly perfect and I feel more beauty and more love than I have ever felt. Oh, God. Steve, keep making love to me and never stop fucking me."

Steve started pulling slowly back to her pussy lips and back down, bumping her cervix, Emma started moaning, whispering his name and trying to express the bliss, she was feeling. Her eyes stayed glued to his letting him see the love in her eyes and the rapture in her body. When he sped up and slammed against her cervix, Emma's body arched off the bed as she succumbed to yet another mind-numbing orgasm. Steve flicked her clit with his finger. As her body spasmed in response, her eyes flew open, rolling to the back of her head, and her mouth was slack jawed, still not believing what she felt. He leaned down kissing her neck. He felt her pulse drumming against his lips as he continued to slam his cock in and out of her clasping pussy.

With his cock still deeply embedded inside her he got to his knees between her legs. Now as he slammed his cock inside her, he thought about using the whip to pop one of her nipples, belly or clit. He watched Emma whimper, moan or scream each time his cock slammed into her. This was making love to each other and it was all they needed.

For Emma, all the deep jolts of his cock were gilding the lily. She was already climaxing so hard her body couldn't accommodate much more. She loved his attention and the way he whipped her body into a passionate frenzy. However, for her, each stroke was like adding a lightning storm to a tornado. Lightning was beautiful with all the bright explosions in the sky, but the orgasmic tornado was creating the damage, wreaking havoc throughout her body.

Steve thought for a moment about using his fingers on her as well, but one look into Emma's eyes told him that she just wanted him. He leaned over, began driving his cock deep against her cervix, and watched everything through her eyes. Steve could see it each time the almost painful bliss took control of her body, but in between orgasms her eyes revealed her open and trusting heart.

Emma moaned loudly between her chattering teeth as her quivering body lifted off the bed, reaching for more of his cock. Steve looked into those loving eyes, begging him to take her and he felt his heart overflow with love again. As he kept pounding into Emma, her trembling body wrapped around his and her legs folded around his waist, pulling him deeper.