Dangerous Liaison - Sex Stories

Dangerous Liaison

... quickly and stopped in front of me. "Well, well. Master, I think you may have worn him out."

"He's incredible," Master said. "So responsive, and so tough."

"Sure, you're a real hard guy, aren't you, Sub?" Master Bailey gave my nipple a gentle squeeze and laughed when I yelped.

They supported me to the bed and I gratefully crawled on, my limbs trembling, and sank onto my side. Master Bailey gave me more water and let me rest a few moments while he chatted with Master.

Then once he had checked I was happy to continue, he directed me onto my stomach. They hadn't removed my blindfold.

I whimpered as my sensitive nipples rubbed on the sheet, but Master Bailey quickly secured my arms, my hands gripping my opposite elbows, a type of restraint that always made me melt deeper into submission. Then he rolled me to my back.

I winced and moaned when the plug in my ass hit the mattress, but was allowed to wriggle until I was comfortable. My head near the edge of the bed at the perfect height for Master to fuck my throat.

"For the next forty minutes I'm only available in an emergency," Master Bailey told Master. "And please don't forget he can't breathe in the hood with your dick in his throat."

"I won't break him," Master promised.

I heard the door close and then Master cupped and lifted my chin slightly for the right angle. I dipped my tongue out when I felt him press against my lips.

He held me firmly, my chin and my throat, as he let me lick and suck him. ...

... Filling my mouth and then rubbing my lips to start.

He tasted of cum, and man, and faintly latex.

Then he started to press deeper. Filling me completely. Until soon, he was fucking my throat hard.

I had no way to speak, or signal, but I felt no fear. Master gave me plenty of chances to breathe, even though he controlled every breath ruthlessly.

I moaned, gagged and gurgled around him. Sucking him in and licking him out, trying to make it clear that I was happy. So fucking happy right now.

When with a half sob he pulled back, I moaned in dismay and tried to reach him.

"I don't want to cum in your throat," he gasped. I could feel him shaking. "I want to cum in your ass. Can I fuck you again?"

I nodded and begged. "Please. Please, Master. Green, Master."

I was smiling as I felt him move onto the bed, and a packet ripping open. He covered himself then tugged at the plug still holding me open.

My sore muscles stretched to allow the wide bulb to pass and I moaned. Then Master bent me nearly in half, large hands on my thighs and nudged against me.

"Covered," he said, his voice breathless.

"Green," I whispered back, then gasped as he shoved balls deep.

My legs dangled over his back as he thrust and thrust, the bed jerking and my breath being forced out in harsh grunts.

Neither of us were capable of lasting long and I let out a strangled cry as a dribble of cum leaked out of my sore cock.

Master tensed and went limp over me as he climaxed deep ...