Chace McCartson - Part VIII - Sex Stories

Chace McCartson - Part VIII

... kill you, you die here anyway, as I'm the only one who can get these doors open and nobody else even imagine this place exists. Come on, make me happy, it will always be good for you if I'm happy." After just some seconds of internal consideration Candy took a deep breath and hesitantly took my shaft in her hands and then to her hot mouth. From the moment she decided that she would make me cum, every touch made me even harder. Up and down with her small hand, grabbing me firmly and using her tongue at the top. The cherry at the top was the way she sobbed while doing it. I pinned her hair up with my hand and caressed her "That's it, that's it girl, keep doing it!" I encouraged and, closing her eyes tight, she put all she could of me inside her hot mouth and started sucking. The girl was no whore, but she definitely knew what she was doing. As I started to feel an orgasm coming I ordered her to look at me... It was all I needed to reach a climax faster still. She had a mix of shame, disgust and sadness in her eyes that, mixed with the ferocious way she attacked my dick with her mouth, trying to get the job done, it made me crazy. When I felt the first gush of cum coming I grabbed her beautiful blonde hair in an improvised knot and forced myself in, forcing the last few strokes to reach her throat and, then, I came while she struggled to breath. I pulled her off my dick pulling her head back with a yank "Very, very good job, my slave!" I said while she gasped and inhaled deeply. ...

... Then I left her, recomposing herself on the ground, she had earned her food and her time. I was already craving for those two hours I promised her to pass quickly. Luckily, it did. I just spent a little time with Erika, had breakfast with her, made her company for a while and before I noticed almost three hours had passed. I ordered my little girl to stay in my room, leaving it to grab some food at the kitchen at most while I worked on a "new project". And she looked suspiciously at me yet again. I was seriously suspecting that Erika had a damn strong sixth sense, as she couldn't possibly know about Candy, I was meticulous about that. It just made me even more aware of that feeling I had, like I was betraying her somehow. What was ridiculous. Right? Anyway, I got downstairs as soon as I could. I thought that by now I'd be used to my condition as a master, to have access to this pleasure any time I wanted and as I wanted. But when I opened the door and found Candy at the door, her back to me, exactly as I ordered... That gorgeous body lightly shaking, that blonde goddess right there... I almost exploded inside out. I didn't waste any time admiring the way she had brushed her hair, or observing the fact that she had make up on, I just pulled her by the arm and dragged her to the torture room. The first step inside of it, she was in shock. It was the first time she looked at it, the place where she would spend most of her time from now on. She would have a lot of time to admire ...