Sublimely Submissive

He can hear her voice, repeating two words over and over, even she drags in breath after breath... "Jeremy...Master...Jeremy...Master..." She is almost sobbing with the intensity of this experience, and tears are gliding down her cheek, wet path followed again and again by another. Her palms are flat against the wall and she is using it for leverage as she pushes back into Him, trying to draw Him ever onward, ever deeper into her. And He obliges her, dragging her body backward even as He pushes His hips forward, pummeling her body with rough thrust after thrust, shoving Himself harder and rougher into her, deeper still with each thrust, her legs again widening to accept this punishment, this pleasure, this treatment at the hands of her Master. Her knees are shaking visibly, and he can feel the tremors of her skin, knowing she would most likely fall had He not had such a tight grip on her hips.

Her voice He can hear again, whispering, pleading as her mind soars with extreme pleasure, her eyes are clamped shut even as tears continue to stream down her face, sobbing and laughing with the joy of it all, as her orgasms continue to crash over her, each one more powerful then the next, an endless wave of tortuous ecstasy. He leans into her again, continuing to roll His hips, forcing Himself into her deeper and faster, harder and rougher, violent still, as the deep and gruff growl of His voice reaches her ears, drawing her consciousness back to Him, back to hear His words.

"I'm going to come, rebecca...you're going to make Me cum...are you ready?"

She screams again, assaulted by heavier waves of pleasure and passion at His admission to her, orgasm after orgasm nearly crushing her beneath their awesome weight and He growls again, rising to renew to His thrusts, fucking her fast and hard, brutal in method, but tender in intent. He is moaning now, albeit quietly, the sound still reaches her ears and now she is shoving backward onto His cock, grunting like an animal, wanting Him to cum, needing that comfort...to know she has pleased Him. This is the entire point for her, she wants to make Him happy, needs to do so. And so she impales herself again and again on His cock, even as He forces Himself deeper into her, plunging Himself ever quicker into her. His nails have dug shallow creases into her skin, half-moons that quickly well with blood, and trickle down her hips and over His fingers. He is aware of this, only as a deeper warmth on the heat of His skin. His moans are growing louder, as her enthusiasm pushes Him over the edge, making His vaunted control slip far too quickly for His tastes, though having no way to stop it. She is His lovely girl, His amazing slut, utterly gorgeous even as she sweats and moves before Him, writhing as she is filled with His cock, her body stretching easily to accommodate His intrusion.

His thrusts are mindlessly quick now, forcing Himself into her with a blind fury of impending sexual release. His head has fallen back even as He continues to push into her, deep and fast thrusts, sliding in and out of her wet, hot flesh, roughly, almost viciously with the cruel force of His hips pressing against her ass, driving Himself harder into her, repeatedly slamming against and into her body. He gasps softly, knowing He has passed the point of no return and so He redoubles His efforts, faster and faster into her, moaning along with each thrust, this sound parroted by her own lips and throat, moaning in time, sharing this pleasure as they both crest this final wave together, all of her previous orgasms having led up to this final wave, rising high with Him, and preparing to crash down in tandem.

His fingers flex convulsively, digging again His nails deep into her flesh, even as He drags her back quickly one last time, shoving Himself hard into her, burying His cock deep inside of her, even as His body quakes with the intensity of His orgasm. He groans aloud, the sound resembling almost that of a wounded animal...His hair is wild about His face, giving Him a very savage look, as His lips are drawn backward into an angry snarl, gasping out breath after breath, as His flesh explodes inside of her, throbbing and releasing His seed into her, even as her flesh milks Him, drawing out surge after surge of extreme pleasure. He falls forward suddenly, arms rising to slip about her waist, dragging her to Him, holding her tightly against His body, as He nuzzles against the side of her head, whispering into her ear, even as His lips lay soft kisses there and on the throat and cheek.

"You are beautiful, rebecca...and bring Me so much pleasure. You are perfect for Me...you are My love, My beautiful little girl...I love you so..."

His voice quiets after this, and He listens to her breathe, having fallen asleep in His arms. With an indulgent gesture, He nudges her head to the side, again kissing her cheek even as He scoops her into His arms. He carries her to the nearby bed and lays her down, stretching out beside her silently. He curls her against His chest, even as He draws the covers up and about them. He kisses her sleeping lips, which are drawn into a satisfied smile, her face that of a peaceful angel. His lips brush her forehead, and then her ear, as He whispers a few last words.

"Sleep well, My love...and know you are safe here in My arms, as always and forever."