Rising Tide

A soft whimpering whine of pure need echoed in his ears, a soft sound of submission and desire. Her fingers clutched at him and her hand massaged the back of his head as she offered herself up to him. "Yours, Master. Your good girl, all for you."

His hands slid under her back and up to cup her shoulders from behind. He released her neck with a loud growl of "MINE," before moving to the other side. She rapidly began to feel him growing in between them, his cock stiffening and pressing into her soft pussy as his groin rested on hers.

"Yours, Master," she breathed in soft, whimpering agreement. She arched her neck to his mouth, then dragged her fingers down his back scratching lightly. Her hips lifted and undulated under him teasing and rubbing against his growing hardness, "All yours to have."

Pressing his lips next to her ear, he flicked at the earlobe with his tongue, then rumbled softly, "Going to fuck that pussy full of my cum, slave... That's what it was made for..." He bit at the other side of her neck, arching his body and pressing his cock against her again to emphasize his words.

She whined greedily, rocking back towards him, "Yes, Master. Made for you to fuck and fill, Master. For you to breed and claim with hot sticky cum." Her fingers dragged up then down his back again, eagerly touching and seeking to encourage his desires, "All yours, only for you."

He lifted and placed his cock between them, then laid back down so that the shaft was pressed into her clit and began sliding his hips up and down to tease her with it. "All mine," he rumbled into the skin of her neck. "Only mine..."

She shivered under him, her hips rocking up towards him in wanton need, "Yours, only yours. Please, oh please, Master. Ache for you, need you, your good girl, please your good girl, Master." Her voice was soft and filled with hunger and desire as she begged for him.

He teased her for a few more moments, then slowly backed up until the tip of his cock slid down her lips and caught at her entrance. Then, with what to her was agonizing slowness, he pressed forward again, filling her, his hips preventing her from pushing herself on him. He stared into her eyes, his own filled with hunger. A hunger for her reaction, her need. He was desperate for it, desperate for her to lose all sense of control and to be consumed by her desire.

Her eyes glazed with pleasure and pure need, her lips parting as she whined, a broken wanton sound of desire. Her hands clutched his back as she shivered, her legs spread wider to welcome him deep inside, "Ohhh God... Master." Her body was dripping, and clamping down around him slowly giving way in a wet, tight massage.

His eyes were wide and his mouth dropped open as the sensations of her wet heat washed over him. "Oh fuck... so tight... so wet... Oh God, Jade...," he murmured drunkenly. Several long moments passed and he finally bottomed out inside of her and held himself there, staring into her eyes. "Made for me... just for me...," he panted.

She nodded eagerly in agreement, her eyes filled with wonder, pleasure, and passion, "So hot, so hard, so deep, so full of you, Master. Yours, Master." She flexed under him with a soft needy moan, "Fuck your pussy, Master. Make it come on your cock."

Zane withdrew until he was almost out of her, then firmly pressed forward again, sliding smoothly home. He took up a slow, but steady rhythm, grinding his hips against her clit as he did. "Look at me, slave...," he murmured huskily. "I want to see in your eyes when you come for me. I want to see it..."

Her fingers flexed, clawing down his back in time with his thrusts. She incessantly whimpered and moaned at the feel of him claiming her so thoroughly. She arched and climaxed around, her body tightening and massaging his cock as she climaxed, "MASTER!" Her eyes flared wide in stunned surprise and pleasure.

He grinned a hungry grin as he gripped her to his chest and rolled. "Your turn. Let go of your control. Show me my slave without any restraints. The one that no one but me will ever see...," he rumbled, his eyes still hungry and staring at her with a fevered intensity.

She whimpered, then rocked back so she was sitting up. Her legs flexed as she began to ride him, arching her back as she moved up and down on him, slowly at first then with growing confidence. Her eyes stayed on his as her hands began moving over her body. She tugged and played with her nipples, pulling them forward before letting them bounce back. One hand dropped to rub over her clit as she chanted, "Master! Master! Master!" It didn't take long before she climaxed with a scream, her body clamping down around him as she did so, "MASTER!"

"Again, slave. Show me...," he rumbled, his gaze still more intense than any she had ever seen.

She shuddered over him, her hands moving over her body as she panted his name, a helpless chant of need and desire. Obedience and devotion in everything she did, "Master! Master! Master!" She flicked her clit, then spanked it lightly and arched, climaxing hard again, "MASTER!"

"Look at you...," he murmured, his voice drunk with desire. "So beautiful... so wanton... Right now, you exist for sex... It is so pure...," he trailed off as she continued to move on him. Suddenly he reached up and grabbed an arm, tugging her down toward him hard before rolling her under him once more and driving her into the bed. "MINE," he growled as he began slamming into her, hard and demanding.

She melted submissively under him, giving him whatever he needed, eager to become his perfect slave. "MASTER!" She climaxed hard, her body clamping and eagerly trying to milk his essence, "Yours, Master!" She continued moving her fingers, "Master! Master! Master! MASTER!"

He clutched at her shoulders once again and placed his lips next to her ear. Each grunt and growl that escaped his lips traveled straight from her ear to her pussy, instantly causing it to become wetter as he drove her into the mattress. Finally, he pushed himself as far in as he would go and exploded, filling her clutching womb with his cum. He collapsed on top of her, body heaving as he tried to regain his breath.

She moaned her pleasure, gripping him tightly to her, her eyes fluttering closed as stars exploded behind them at the feel of his climax, "MASTER!" She panted helplessly for air, her body shivering as her pussy clutched at him. Her body was desperate to take every drop of his cum where it belonged.

Finally, he managed to gulp down enough air to gasp, "God... Jade... Fuck...," and he slowly propped himself up on his elbows once more, looking into her eyes. "I love you... That was... "

She smiled up at him with soft warm eyes, "Perfect Master," she breathed, reaching up to cup his face, her thumb stroking over his cheek. Then she lifted up to tenderly kiss him, "Cuddles now?"

He smiled and rolled to the side, pulling her back into him and curling around her. "But this is every bit as good..." he murmured. They lay there for several moments, "I can't wait to introduce you to my toys at home. I've had them waiting for the right person..."

She shivered against him with a soft whimper, "Yes, Master. Your good girl Master."

The pair made love twice more that night and slept in late the following day. It was a lazy Sunday, and the day was spent getting to know each other over sex, food, and even games. They had so much in common it astounded them both. And by the end of the day, they felt as if they had known each other for years. It was so comfortable that when he had to leave for the job fair at UMN the next day, she was pained to be away from him. They made plans to meet for lunch so that neither had to go the whole day without seeing the other.

She met with Michael, going over the videos she had given him, the board meeting taking longer than expected. She was relieved it was over, slumping in her car and rubbing her hands over her face. She pulled away, heading for their agreed-upon meeting place. She wrapped her arms around him, nuzzling into him in relief, "Missed you," she breathed into his chest.

"I'm here, my good girl. Are you OK? Is there anything I can do?" he asked softly as he held her, his hand rubbing her back in comfort.

"You're doing it," she murmured. She lifted her head, her eyes soft as she looked up at him, "Hurt to be away from you, don't like it," she pouted slightly, "Missed you." She nuzzled into him again, "Just need to hold you for a minute, then we can get some lunch, Master."

"As long as you need. I've got you...," he murmured. "You're safe. You're wanted. You're loved... I love you."

"I love you, Master." She looked up at him, "Going to marry you, take your last name, give you as many babies as you'd like." She lifted up and kissed him tenderly, then hooked her arm through his to enter the restaurant, "How was your day, Master?"

He chuckled, "A bunch of sophomores and juniors begging for internships. Most of them still have no idea what they're getting into, and the rare one or two that do, don't want to come to California. I get it, it's just... frustrating. One more day of this, and then I'll interview the two doctoral candidates. They might actually be interested," he said hopefully.

She cuddled against him, her mind pondering his dilemma, "I know someone who might be interested. She was in one of my videos," she paused for a moment, "Annabella knows her, she used to work for her. She wanted to wrap up her Ph.D. before she looked for something new. She graduates in three days."

"What is she graduating in?" he asked curiously.

"She has a Ph.D. in Computer Engineering, she's wrapping up a second in Robotics," Jade murmured, "She's like one of those crazy smart genius people with eidetic memories. She was part of Annabella's Whitehats"

"If she's interested, tell her I want to talk to her. I'll make time either late Tuesday afternoon or Wednesday sometime around my existing interviews," he said firmly.

"Yes, Master." She flicked open her commlink as they sat down and sent off a quick text. It was a few minutes before she got a response, "She's free tomorrow anytime after four and all day Wednesday."

"Have her meet me at our booth at quarter after four tomorrow. I'll talk to her then. Maybe if you want to show up at five, we three can go to dinner...," he mused.

"Yes, Master," she murmured, looking down at her commlink, focused on sending the message. She chewed on her lip, then smiled up at him, "OK."

"Thank you, my beautiful slave," he murmured, grazing the backs of his fingertips over her cheek. "I'm already to the point where I can't live without you."

She smiled, pressing her cheek to his fingers, "Happy to assist you, Master."

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The interview with Juniper Young went far better than Zane expected, she was deferential without being obsequious. Highly intelligent, with an eidetic memory like Jade had promised she easily answered the questions he asked. When he asked questions she didn't have an answer to, she smiled sadly and responded with, "I'm not sure about that one, Sir. I'd have to look it up."

When Jade showed up, he took them both out to dinner at a very nice restaurant. By the end of dinner, he smiled and looked at Juniper, "I'd like for you to come to take a tour of our company and meet our team. I am very interested in having you join us."

Juniper smiled at him, "I'd like that, when would be best? After Friday my time is open."

"Any time next week will be fine," he said. Pulling out a business card, he handed it to her. "That line is to my secretary. She'll arrange travel, hotel, and scheduling. Give me a day and I'll let her know you'll be calling her."

"Yes, Sir," Juniper smiled at him, taking the card. "I look forward to the tour and meeting your team."

"As do I. Now, would you like some dessert?" he asked, a genuine smile on his face.

"That sounds wonderful, Sir." She smiled and then winked at Jade who giggled. The three of them spent the rest of the evening in quiet conversation, then separated after dinner. Juniper thanked him for the meal and walked away with a slight bounce to her step.

Jade smiled up at him, after everything with soft, warm, devoted eyes, "I love you, Master."

"I love you, my slave. What are you thinking?" he asked, staring into her eyes curiously.

"That I love you, that I'm going to marry you, that I'm coming to California to be with you and be yours forever." She tilted her head, a slightly impish smile playing about her lips, "And I'm hoping Master will need his good girl under him again tonight."

He pulled her close and kissed her tenderly, "I'm always going to need that. That's what good girls are for," he said with a playfully serious voice and a knowing nod.

"Your good girl, Master," she snuggled into him as they walked away, eager to start their new life together.