Chace McCartson - Part VII - Sex Stories

Chace McCartson - Part VII

... filled the room, sweet and hurtful as always. Doing it slowly, knowing exactly what to do, it didn't take long to make my little girl come for me, trembling, squirming, convulsing. Every single orgasm she had was an event apart. I was little by little untying her while doing it. Every time she gave me a hard time undoing a knot I made her quiet by slapping her little white bum, which made her contract, gripping the dildo inside her perfect young girl slit. Soon I had her limp cute body in my arms, while she wrapped hers around my neck and I took her upstairs, lying her on my bed and covering her. "Stay here. I'll come for you soon enough." I said kissing her softly. "Yes, Mr. Chace." She answered kinda dozy. It was incredible how at ease she was while near me now. I could feel her scent all over me. Having her so willing was dangerous, more dangerous than a while back when she screamed at my every touch, because I could get carried away and screw it all up. But Erika wasn't a problem now that she was tucked in and probably exhausted enough to sleep for hours straight. Now I could have my time with Candy and get rid of the monster, saving Chace for Erika, and only her. When I got back to the sex room there she was, that angel like creature with her wavy blonde hair splayed all over my bed, her hands tied behind her back in a very uncomfortable position and her long, slender legs crossed as tightly as they possibly could. I noticed the difference in the way she was lying and in ...

... the way the red silk bed sheet was crumpled, a little to the left. It made me smile. "So, how was it? Trying to escape?" I said sitting next to her "Noticed the doors can only be opened and locked through the numerical keyboard, right?" I completed with a grin. Her blue eyes widened and her sexy but completely swollen lips started to tremble even more. "Well, I'll let this one pass. Your next misbehavior will be severely punished, do you understand?" ...And she didn't answer, only looked astonished to me, her chest heaving due to her fast paced breath. Both her cheeks were really red from my spanking; the right one had the marks of my fingers. She was in shock and that was interesting. It was time I start molding her into a slave, not only a rape victim. I carefully put my hand on her left cheek, caressing it with my thumb, she didn't fight me. Her shivering increased to an almost convulsing level. "Candy, no matter what, you have to answer me. Always. I'll only know what is happening to you if you tell me, I'll only know what you decided, if you want to suffer or to comply, if you answer me. Don't make me hit you again." As soon as the words were sinking in more tears started to appear, and I resumed "Do you understand?" I asked looking deeply into the girl's eyes, my palm still over her cheek. And the magic started to happen again. "I-I understa-and..." She sobbed an answer. "I understand, Master." I corrected sliding my hand from her cheek to the tip of her cute chin. She ...