Sub In Training


He was in a totally darkened room no larger than a crawl space. She had him right where she wanted him and she knew he would be where she left him previously. Her name is Mistress Camille and she is a ruthless Dominatrix. Mistress Camille is an expert in handling her sub and her antics are quite brutal. But every Dom has to train her sub and Mistress Camille knows her sub like the back of her hand which she used quite frequently across his face. Sub, bore her markings and he was very proud to bare any and everything his Mistress inflicted upon him. After all, she was his Goddess and he worshipped the very essence of her presence, be it oh so very painful.

Sub heard the footsteps of his Mistress as she approached and his excitement was felt far beyond the dark and dreary crawl space of his refuge. In his darkened haven of loneliness, Mistress Camille's presence filled his hell with glorious light and admiration. As she unlocked the door and opened it, the light from the outside caused his night vision to become blurred. He immediately assumed the usual position to greet his Mistress. With his head to the ground and eyes shut tightly, he awaited her command to kiss her feet and look upon her greatness.

Mistress spoke firmly as she rubbed his head and loosened the chain which was tied snug to a stump she had put there for the purpose of securing an animal. "You may look upon my beauty and know not what another man knows of my body." She would torment Sub with those words.

Sub held up his hands as though he had been praying and had received an answer to his prayers. "Yes, my Mistress, it is an honor to look upon such extreme beauty, thank you so very much." Her torturous and inhumane treatment of him was glorified and accepted completely.

Mistress was in her black corset and spike heels with razor sharp points which she used to kick Sub to a bloody pulp, then make him lick the blood from the wounds of his malnourished flesh. Sub would tell Mistress how he appreciated her and wasn't good enough to be punished by her hands so she would kick him good.........until he passed out when it suited her.

This particular day, Mistress had another idea. In her hand, was a very expensive brief case from Paris where Mistress kept all her gadgets which she used on such an occasion as this. Sub already knew what to expect as Mistress noticed his usual submissive crawl towards her. Mistress tightened the collar so that Sub would have a difficult time squirming and cowering away from what was about to take place.

Mistress removed the twelve inch vibrator from the brief case. She put it in Sub's face so he could get a good look at it before she started slapping him with it. Mistress, then snapped her finger and beckoned him to follow her and she led him out of his area and into a room to a bed made of old clothes and rags which were shared by the rats who occupied his crawl space. Once upon the bed, Mistress firmly secured Sub's leash to an iron rack. Then it began..........................

Mistress swatted Sub's ass with a leather strap which was the usual command for Sub to lift his naked ass high in the air.......giving Mistress the leverage she needed to insert the non lubricated vibrator. She rammed it hard as she could to get the head of it inside his ass. Sub didn't resist much as he knew her wrath would be greater than the effort spent at getting the vibrator inside him. As Mistress hand pushed in the tip of the vibrator she turned it on which she felt would accommodate the rest of it. It was still a struggle and a lot more of an effort to get deeper.

Mistress swatted Sub's ass and he knew that she wanted him to assist her in getting it in. Sub knew just what to do and of course, about three more inches successfully slid inside. Mistress started to manipulate the vibrator with her hands and forcefully rammed it in as far as she could. Sub was now grunting and very uncomfortable but he remained cooperative and adjusted to the now nine inches of vibrating brute force inside him.

Mistress smacked Sub's ass in command for him to move his ass in fulfilling joy of her efforts. Sub complied but his eyes were now filling up with tears yet there was that same look of complete submissive love that only a loyal slave could have. It was pure and perfect and as unconditional as a mother's love for her child.

Moments later, it became very easy to push the other three inches inside him and Mistress could see his hips start to gyrate. Sub took it all in and his huge manliness was becoming firm and fat. Mistress decided that she wanted to leave the vibrator where it was and pleasure herself with a smaller dildo. Mistress grabbed one from the brief case then she turned off the vibrator and just left all twelve inches of that thick plastic stuck inside Sub's ass. Mistress couldn't help but notice how much cock Sub had and it caused her cunt to tingle from arousal. Mistress flipped sub onto his back and mounted him with the dildo in her hand. "I don't need your cock, slave do I?" She ask.

"No Mistress." Sub responded. Mistress inserted the dildo while she was on top of Sub and rode it slowly at first, then within a few rapid and thunderous hip gyrational seconds later, a wondrous orgasm. Mistress got up and noticed the submissive fear in sub's eyes. Sub had no idea what he would be required to do next, although very willing to comply. Mistress commanded Sub to get up and as a fearful puppy, he started urinating.

With disgust, Mistress started kicking

Sub and yelling at him to clean up the mess. Sub was bleeding from the razor sharp point of Mistress Camille's shoe. Mistress then pushed Sub onto the tattered bed and the dildo went further up his ass and would now require some work to be removed. Sub bolted and landed on the floor and Mistress knew he was in agony. "My job here is finished." She said.

Mistress grabbed the brief case then she removed a dry peanut butter sandwich and a bottle of water and left it on the floor next to Sub. Mistress told sub to eat it before the rats got it.

"I will eat it later, if its okay with you, my Mistress, but what about the vibrator?" Sub asked her.

"It will be okay where it is until I return." Was Mistress reply. Sub would be waiting as he usually does, for Mistress to return and spend another hour or so mistreating and humiliating him. Sub has so much to live for.

Sub watched Mistress walk out the door and she was sure he noticed that she didn't lock the door behind her...... Mistress knew full well that Sub would never leave the room, without her permission.



Rubbing You the Right Way

You lay there on the soft, fluffy Hawaiian print beach towel that I've spread on the futon. It tickles your nipples slightly as you lie face down with your arms at your side as I instructed you. The sandalwood scented candle flickers soothingly on the table filling the air with its warm, waxy aroma.

You sense my presence more than hear me enter the room. You hear the slight scruff of my feet on the carpet, the squirt of oil and the sound as I rub my hands vigorously to warm them and the oil. I love the way the shadows dance across the curves of your body, alternately hiding and revealing. You wiggle slightly in anticipation. "Stay still," I order.

My knee presses against your bare hip as I kneel next to you. I run my thumbs up your back on either side of your spine, then move out to your shoulders, kneading and working the muscles deeply. You let out your breath as the tension flows out of your body. I work down your back following the gentle curve of your waist until I get to the dimples just above your sweet ass. You feel me shift to straddle your hips. My muscular thighs press against you, but my cotton gym shorts keep you from feeling any more than that.

I can feel the tension in your lower back, so I work it hard, rhythmically leaning and pressing. When I feel those muscles relax, I start up your back making small circles with my thumbs. You let out a long, slow sigh. I'm pressing hard, just on the edge of pain, but you know not to tighten up. You focus on your breathing. I get to your neck and the tops of your shoulders. I can feel you letting go of all the day's worries. Your skin is warm and flushed from the friction and the oil.

I pause to get more oil. I put my hands in the small of your back to dismount. You miss the feel of me straddling you. I start working on your left arm from the shoulder down, taking my time until I get to your hand. I rub your palm hard enough to make your fingers curl, then I pull on each finger in turn and your thumb. I note how your full breasts are flattened against the towel, making them curve lusciously out from your side. You start to move your arm back to your side. "No. No," I chide, gently shaking your arm until you relax it completely. Then I place it carefully by your side. I keep my hand on the small of your back as I move over to your right side. I do your right arm, admiring how the candlelight glows on downy hairs on your forearm.


With your upper body completely soft and relaxed, I move down. I firmly stroke your buttocks from the hips inward, sliding closer and closer to your cleft. I resist the urge to run a slippery thumb down into the dark shadow and instead go down to the tender flesh at the tops of your thighs. I know from your groan that you're frustrated as I work down to your calf muscles, but you love a foot massage, too. I lay each foot across my thigh as I massage it, both my thumbs pressing hard along the soles of your feet. That makes you moan with pleasure. Standing up for a second, I deftly slip out of my shorts while I get more oil. I pick up the bottle of your favorite personal lubricant from the nightstand and place it on the corner of the bed before I kneel between your feet.

I move back up your legs rubbing faster and lighter this time. You spread your legs slightly to encourage me. I give you a tingly swat on the ass for not relaxing, but I go deeper and higher on your inner thighs, anyway. I hear the tiny wet sounds as your pussy lips slide past each other. Your womanly scent makes me ache with anticipation. I continue up to your lower back maintaining the same light fast motion. I straddle you again. This time, as I get to your shoulders, you can clearly feel my smooth-shaven hardness nestled between your cheeks. You giggle and clench your buttocks. I give your ass another playful, but still stinging, swat.

I lighten my touch even more. Now it is just my fingertips swirling over your back, making your skin hypersensitive. I'm barely touching you as I stroke closer and closer to your pussy. Every nerve ending is quivering and your moans are continuous now, filled with pure lust. I gently push your thighs apart so I can kneel between them. I stroke the tender skin at the very top of your thighs. You can feel my warm breath as I bend closer. I can smell your excitement and see you glistening in the candlelight. It’s my turn to let out a low moan from deep in my chest.

I'm so close now you can feel the heat from my face. I plant soft kisses on the soft flesh at the very tops of your thighs. I suck and nibble at it. You arch your back and spread wider, burning for more contact. I lower my chin all the way to the towel and stick out my tongue. You gasp as I flick it lazily across your clit. I trace along your pussy lips down one side and up the other. The taste of your nectar makes my cock ooze pre-cum as I slowly stroke it. When I get back to your swollen pearl, I delicately probe up under the hood with the very tip of my tongue. You cry out into your pillow as I make just the slightest wiggling motion right on your clit. Your whole body tenses as I suck in your clit and roll it between my slippery lips, your breath coming in ragged gasps.

I press the flat of my tongue onto your cunt and slide it ever so slowly up from your clit, along your lips, over the opening and on up to your rosebud. I circle your dimpled brown ring, my glistening tongue still wet with your juice. I pause long enough to lick two fingers. You feel my fingertips searching up your pussy lips for your opening. First one, then the other eases into you. The stretching feels so good as they slide all the way in. You let out a deeply satisfied sigh. You're incredibly hot and juicy. After a few easy strokes you feel me curl my finders to stroke your G spot while my thumb works over your clit. You start humping against my hand. The motion of your nipples across the towel is almost unbearable. The ridges around your rosebud soften as you get more excited. I pull my fingers from your pussy, leaving you feeling empty but hopeful of a larger gift.

Still kneeling between your legs, I pull your hips, encouraging you to come up to a doggy position. I guide my shaft to your cunt. I rub the fat head up and down your pink folds to coat it with your juices. You gasp slightly each time the head passes over your clit. Unable to wait any longer, you time your push back to envelop me in your silky warmth. We both moan at the sudden feeling. I immediately start gliding in and out in quick, deep strokes. I pull out to where I can see your pussy stretching to hold onto my cock head.

You've had as much teasing as you can take. Your breathing gets faster and you grind back on my cock, interested only in maximizing your own pleasure. Your body tenses as you pass the point of no return. I tighten my grip on your hips as I feel the ripples in your pussy. You push back hard as you cum with my fat cock buried in you. You cry out as each wave of pleasure rolls over you. You've stopped moving, but I start stroking in and out to prolong your orgasm. Eventually you go limp from the intensity and we drift forward, my hard cock still nestled inside you as I nuzzle your neck. As your breathing slows down I give an experimental circular grind. I hear you go, "Ummmm," and I know you're ready for more.

Starting with really long, slow honey-fuck strokes, I set a rhythm to get you back into it. You reach down to cup the soft skin of my shaven balls against your clit. You feel the warmth increasing in your pussy again as my cock reaches deep inside you and swells up. I reach over and grab the lube. With a little squirt on my thumb, I start massaging your puckered anus. You make a low guttural sound to encourage me, but I stop and pull my cock out, too. You wonder what's going on.

"Finger yourself," I say my voice harsh with excitement. "Get yourself ready."

You lower you head and shoulders to the mattress raise your smooth, shapely ass up in air. Your reach your left hand back to me and I squeeze the lube across your fingers. You rub it around in your hand making an obscene, wet noise. The idea of being on display like this has you so excited you can hardly breathe. You bring your back down between your legs and reach up past your swollen pink lips. Your glistening forefinger makes a lazy circle around your asshole.

"That's it put it in. Finger fuck your tight ass for me."

You love teasing me and the anticipation of penetration makes you shudder. The circles get smaller until you're centered on your most intimate opening. You press it in to the first knuckle and slide it back out. It's so tight, you can only imagine how my dick will feel in there. Deeper you penetrate yourself, working the lube in as far as you can. My cock jumps at the lewd sight of you finger-fucking your own ass, getting it ready for me. I work a well-lubed hand slowly up and down, getting myself ready, too.

I squirt a few drops of lube right where your finger disappears into your rosebud. You're ready to put in another finger when you feel my fingertip start circle around yours. You start to pull your finger out, but I hold your wrist to stop you. You feel the stretch as I slip my finger in next to yours. It takes a second to accommodate both our fingers. Slowly, I pull my finger out and you match my movement. The sensation of your muscles along with your finger is almost too much. I have to stop touching my smooth shaft or I'll explode. We speed up the tempo, making a sticky noise as our fingers plunge in and out of you.

"Fuck me," you gasp. "Fuck my ass."

We reluctantly withdrawal our fingers. I move back off the bed until I'm standing on the floor. I pull you back until your feet are just off the bed and your knees are nearly touching your breasts. Your ass is all the way back, open and exposed. "Rub your clit," I tell you. It's too sensitive to touch directly, so you reach down and start making little circles next to it. Your pussy is tingling like tiny electric shocks. I can feel your body almost vibrating in anticipation.

In addition to the thick lube, my cock is oozing precum as I guide it to your ring. You feel the spongy head pressing in. You take a deep breath and bear down. I feel you opening up to take me as I ever so slowly ease in. It burns for a second as you widen to accept me, but suddenly the head is inside you and I stop. It looks and feels incredibly sexy. I pull back slightly and then push again. More and more of my hardness disappears inside you, filling you up. Your muscles grip me so tightly my cock is white where it slips into you. You feel my heavy balls brush against your clit-stroking finger and you know you've got all of me. You've taken everything I have to give. You're so hot and tight along my entire length, I know I could cum without hardly moving. I let out a deep, low moan. It's a sound that makes you clench me even tighter inside you.

I stay still and let you move, milking me slowly at first. The waves of joy ripple between your pussy and ass as you rub your clit in rhythm to the fucking. I lean forward and rub you nipples, lightly pinching them as I pick up the pace. My thighs slap on your butt with every stroke. Your left arm is stretched above your head, clutching the sheets to brace yourself against my thrusts. My balls are tightening up and I know I can't last much longer, feeling your velvety grip and seeing your sphincter clutching my shaft. You hear my breath catching in my throat and you know I'm on the edge.

The feeling of fullness is unbelievable and you're almost panting with each deep stroke. I put my hands on the curve of your waist and pound into you. It feels as though our nerve-endings are rubbing directly against each other, sending sparks of pleasure racing through our bodies. You feel me swell up even more and you know I'm about to explode inside you. The strumming of your fingers across your clit speeds up and you push back to capture my entire shaft. My shaft is like a bow playing the taut violin string between your pussy and ass. We merge together into a mindless pleasure machine.

Your orgasm hits you suddenly. The spasms start in your pussy and spread to your ass and then your entire body. I feel you cum and thrust as deeply as I can. The pressure in my balls is unbearable, but your asshole is squeezing so hard I can't shoot. I cry out with pain and ecstasy. You relax for an instant and I flood your bowels with a jet of my hot cum. Then you contract again and I spurt when you release. Again and again until we're totally spent. I know I won't go soft any time soon with you gripping me like a cock ring, so I slowly ease out of you and kneel back up on the bed. I sag onto you, pushing you gently to the bed and spooning against you on our sides. You feel my warm, slick cock slowly softening against your back. My arm runs between your breasts up to your shoulder as I nuzzle your ear with a soft sigh.

"Now you do me."



Revenge Or Hot Passion?

Gazing down upon this beautiful man, with her golden-amber eyes, Jixxana, she took a quick intake of breath. Taking in his ebony beauty, her eyes sparkled with the vitality of a predatory female. Remembering when she had first seen him...she smiled in thought...

Jixxana had attended the fancy dinner party that Kareem Jamal did. A gathering of the artists, discussing the latest acquisitions of some of the great and legendary in history. She had watched this magnificent male from across the perfumed cloistered ball room. A bevy of simpering females surrounding him, all trying to vy for his attentions. Jixxana had stood still...watching him, his arrogant face knowing he could have any female he so desired. At that moment, his eyes had captured hers, Jixxana had smiled slightly, but it was her eyes that held the emotions she felt...amusement.

The 6'5 black man had had the grace to blush under her knowing look. Yet she smiled indulgently, raised her champagne glass slightly in a silent toast. Jixxana ran her soft tongue around the rim of her champagne glass, delicately capturing the drops of the drink. The arrogant man had watched her the whole time, not paying attention to the females trying so desperately to capture his praise.

Having overheard his name from a passing waiter, Jixxana now had a name to place with that beautiful face. Hm...Kareem Jamal...how strong and proud that name was. Placing her empty champaign glass upon a mahogany table, Jixxana moved across the room to speak to the CEO of her company that was calling her over with a look.

Looking back briefly, Jixxana noticed that Kareem had walked to where she was previously standing, near one of her favorite paintings; Lady Agnew by John Singer Sargent. Jixxana's eyes widened as Mr. Jamal picked up the champagne glass she had put down a moment ago, then ran his long tongue around the rim, where she sipped from, evident by the markings of her soft pink lipstick left behind. As this man ran his tongue around the rim of her glass, his eyes held hers, with a look that said "if I wanted you, I would take you".

After recovering from her momentary shock of this bold man, Jixxana raised her chin defiantly and moved on to speak to Mr. Croft. Omg, this man is so arrogant! I would love to knock him down a notch or two. The nerve, licking my glass, and looking at me like that, arrogant oaf!

Jixxana had not seen him for the remainder of the evening, having been busy negotiating for a purchase of one of the paintings. Though, after a brief inquiry, Jixxana had found out where he lived. She had smiled slightly and began to plan her lesson for this arrogant man. Well she could not fault him for his arrogance, we all had our moments of arrogance, but this man was blatantly arrogant. She wanted to show him that he could not just have anyone he wanted, yet she was going to do the taking with him.

After having arrived home and changed out of her gown, Jixxana had slipped on a pair of hip hugging black pull on pants, a black sweater with a zipper up the front. The suit accentuate her curvaceous body, yet left something to the imagination. She had put her long dark auburn hair into a pony tail, so it would not get in the way, when she snuck in Kareem's house. Taking out her slim black leather case, she took out the tools she needed to pick the lock to his front door. Walking in quietly, Jixxana's expert amber eyes scanned his magnificent home; totally masculine. A mix of antiquities and modern furniture and paintings. A fireplace dominated the living room, with a white bear skin rug on the stone floor. My my, very nice. Her attention was diverted when she heard the shower begin. Walking with sleek feline grace, Jixxana climbed the spiral staircase to the upstairs, careful not to make any noise. As she heard the shower stop, Jixxana quickly scanned around and found a light under a door, assuming it was his room, she entered it quietly. Hiding in the big walk-in closet, Jixxana waited for Kareem to enter his room and fall asleep, before she make her move.

Hearing the big man enter his room, Jixxana kept her eyes fixed on him through the slits in the wooden sliding doors of his closet. Dropping his towel suddenly, Jixxana had to cover her mouth to hide the gasp that came from the sight in front of her. A Perfect, round muscular rear end, was in full view. My goodness, he's beautiful! Her vibrant eyes then slid down to his long muscular legs, so unlike many men who had scrawny legs. This man's thighs were the same size as small tree trunks; sleek, svelte, strong and oh so long. Please turn around...no please DON’T turn around, I have business to finish with you. I don’t want to see that beautiful shaft that I can tell you have.....well maybe a quick look..*groans* I hope he doesn’t, I'm acting like a babbling fool here...Oh God, he's turning around.....

As Kareem Jamal turned around, Jixxana's amber eyes widened in surprise. Gripping the edges of the closet door with her long nails, her soft lips parted in wonder, as she gazed upon his long, jutting shaft. It sprang to life on its own accord, among a thick black well- kept furry surrounding. A warmth began to seep into her white lace bikini panties, as she gazed upon his big beautiful body. Tearing her eyes away from his shaft, Jixxana's soft gaze slid up to his powerful shoulders, to his strong arms, a solid neck. His muscular chest spanned wide, with the tattoo of a growling tiger upon his upper left side. Finally, Kareem went over to the bed, and shut the light.

Ok this guy sleeps naked, how convenient. I wonder if most guys sleep with nothing on?

Waiting for about 45 minutes, Jixxana wanted to be sure that Kareem was asleep, before moving out of the closet, and approach the bed. Looking down into his sleeping face, she heard the soft whisper of his breathing. Closing her eyes, she inhaled the soft scent of his Drakkar Noir cologne..mmmmmm so masculine. Snapping herself out of her silly thoughts, to concentrate on the reason she was here in the first place.

Reaching into her sweater, she took out a silk stocking, made very strong, yet will not leave a mark upon the skin, as handcuffs would. Seeing that Kareem already had one arm above his head near the headboard, Jixxana took the silk stocking, wrapped it around his wrist, gently, tying it into three double knots. Moving over to the other side of the bed, Jixxana then took his other arm , tied this wrist as well, to the sideboard, securing it with the double knot. Her golden-amber eyes shone with pending triumph as she moved to the foot of the bed, bending down to wrap another silk stocking from his ankles to the leg of the bed, securely but not too tight as to mar his beautiful skin.

Walking back over to the head of the bed, Jixxana gazed again upon his handsome face; his supple full lips, promising of pleasure. Suddenly, Kareem began to stir a bit, and soon will begin to straining at his bonds. So then Jixxana decided to hurry and cover his eyes for now, with the blindfold. Standing back slightly, Jixxana noticed Kareem tense suddenly, realizing what was happening.

"What the hell is going on here?..What..." He was momentarily shocked to feel that he was tied and blindfolded. Struggling against his bonds, his muscles rippled with his struggle.

To calm him, Jixxana ran her smooth hand down his rugged cheek, and spoke to him "Shhhh, calm down, I am not here to rob or harm you, Mr Jamal. I am here merely to satisfy my curiosity."

"I am not frightened woman, I just don’t appreciate being tied. That's something I would do, not get done to me" Kareem's deep voice boomed out.

Chuckling softly, Jixxana was beginning to enjoy this, her momentary guilt vanished. "Well congratulations, Kareem. This is your first time, now be a good boy and stop barking at me." Leaning down over Kareem, Jixxana ran her long soft tongue around the contours of his soft full lips.

Inhaling the air, Kareem suddenly began to chuckle. "Well well, Miss Jixxana Clayborn. I thought I recognized that perfume. Nice of you to drop in."

She could almost see his onyx eyes sparkling with arrogance as he guessed who she was. Inhaling sharply, she was momentarily surprised that he guessed so quickly who she was. Yet pushing that aside, no matter, I have him where I want him anyway....or do I....

"What's wrong Jixxana, did I scare you again like today? You left so quickly, without even a goodbye." Kareem chuckled gruffly.

With a smile, and her coolness intact, Jixxana slowly lowered his comforter down to his waist. Placing her smooth hands on his chest, she slowly spanned his warm chest, loving the texture of the hairs on him. Leaning down, she ran her long tongue over his collar bone...down to his chest...circled around his now hardening brown nipples, but not touching the nipples yet. Breathing softly upon his nipples with her warm breath, Jixxana took her time to inhale his scent...touch the texture of his chocolate skin. So delicious, smooth yet rugged. Laying her face on his massive chest, her rose petal-soft lips delicately brushed against his hard little nipple. Suddenly her long tongue snaked out to curl around the tiny buds. As her tongue lapped his left nipple, her smooth cool hands ran down his chest and abs, her nails delicately grazing him..but not harming.

"Oh God" Kareem gulped out at this sudden invasion of his body.

"MMmmmmmm..how exquisite" Jixxana moaned out softly....taking her time caressing him.

Standing upright, Jixxana unzipped her black sweater, straddled Kareem's slim hips, her short but well toned legs on either side of him. Leaning down, she slowly ran her hardened little raspberry colored nipples down his solid chest. Ever so slightly, her nipples grazed over his chest, touching and tormenting his skin. Her nipples then ran over his own male nipples, causing an electrical current to run through her body. Now, lowering her body down his body more, the comforter having risen like a proud salute because of Kareem's hardening shaft, Jixxana ran her nails gently over his smooth hips, her lips right over the proud mushroom shaped head of his shaft. She gently blew warm air over the tip, watched as it bucked slightly, craving the touch of a hot mouth.

"Listen woman, untie me. You have no idea who you are teasing here. When I get free, I'm going to teach you a lesson woman. I'm gonna..." Kareem began

"Hush, you talk too much. You are going to lay there and enjoy this" Jixxana coaxed gently.

"I didn’t say I wasn’t enjoying this, but damn, untie me!" he growled.

Sighing softly, she leaned across his body, to take the blindfold off. As she gazed into his angry eyes, she smiled at him, and kissed his nose. At the same time, as she leaned on him, Kareem couldn’t help groaning at the touch of her full white breasts pressed against his chest. Her little nipples searing against him as they hardened, sending a jolt to his shaft. Oh when I get my hands on this little female, she'll rue the day she tried to dominate me. Maybe I was a bit arrogant with her, but hey it's not my fault the females flock round me, like bitches in heat. But this female doesn’t, and I guess she's trying to teach me a lesson, but I don’t care, I am the one that does the lessons here. She'll find that out soon enough.

Leaning back down his body, Jixxana licked her way down his chest, to his abs. Nipping his abs slowly with her teeth, she gave his body a jolt of electricity. Not hard enough to hurt him but enough to make his nerves jump.

Jixxana's tongue reached his hips, then down to his shaft. Her small hands now gripped his hips as she ran just the tip of her tongue around his throbbing shaft, tasting him for the first time. Pre cum coated the center of his shaft. Tentatively, Jixxana, swirled her tongue around the edges, lapping up his pre cum, tasting him on her tongue, raising her eyebrows in surprise at the sweet-tart taste of him.

Remembering the dagger under his pillow, Kareem waited. As Jixxana focused on Kareem's shaft, her hands gripping his shaft, Kareem hand slowly slid down the bar of the headboard, until his fingers reached under his pillow. His fingers came into contact with the army knife he kept under there as habit. Sliding it against his wrist with expert ease; having a love for daggers, Kareem cut through the silk stockings holding his wrist....turning his head...he slowly cut through the other stocking holding his wrist. Kareem lay still, allowing this feisty woman to enjoy his shaft a bit longer.

Jixxana wanted to taste Kareem's lips. Rising slowly from his body, she slid up to his chest, her hands on the headboard. She leaned over him, looked into his eyes, her own eyes bespoke her growing desire for him. That was when he decided he would show her passion, not revenge....totally. In a quick move, Kareem, gripped Jixxana's small hands as they lay on the headboard, quickly tied her hands there. Moving up from her, Kareem sat up to untie his feet from the bounds, then laid back down under this sexy bold woman. He had to give her credit for her shrewdness in sneaking into his home, fooling him and tying him up. Not many women would dare try that on him, but he had to take the upper hand, hating to lose face over this.

Looking at her, Kareem lost his arrogance and amusement; he wanted this woman here and now.

Looking back down into Kareem's face, she knew he had taken the upper hand, but she wasn’t here to take revenge anymore, but felt compelled into passion.

Looking up at Jixxana's full breasts barely contained by the black sweater, Kareem gripped the edges with his big strong hands, pulled it down her arms firmly, but not to harm her. Jixxana's breasts spring free as the material of her sweater is parted and lowered down her body. Closing her eyes, she suddenly felt the tip of Kareem's tongue glide over her tiny raspberry nipples, causing her to moan in desire.

Kareem gripped her big breasts with his large hands, pulling on them to bring her closer to his hungry mouth, causing her body to arch like a bow. Kareem looked at his large dark hands, as they cupped this little woman's big full white breasts. So delicate, luscious and firm. Letting go of Jixxana's breasts, Kareem ran his hands down over her rib cage, that was showing slightly as her body arched. Sucking both her nipples into his mouth, as his hands ran down her body, to cup her round ass. As his long tongue tugs and suckles on her raspberry nipples, Kareem's expert hands slid her snug black pants down her body. Reluctantly leaving her nipples, he sat up to move around this feisty woman's body, he slid her pants off her body, leaving her in her sexy little white lace panties. Running his hands over her round ass, Kareem notes with pleasure that they are not thongs, preferring underwear that are sexy yet leave something to the imagination., not underwear that crawl up your crack like a permanent wedgie. This woman here had great taste in feminine apparel, the sexy white lace accentuating her firm round white ass; framing it like a heart. Leaning down, Kareem licked along the edges of her panties, then bit playfully on her cheeks.

Jumping slightly as he gently bit her, Jixxana struggled to free herself from these bonds. Growling in frustration, her amber eyes snapped with fire in her irritation. Lifting her leg, Jixxana tried to kick Kareem off her, after biting her, but he quickly grabbed her feet. He momentarily lost his grip on her foot, causing her to kick him on his abs. Grunting slightly, but not harming him, Kareem slapped her ass hard.

"Owwwwwwww you big buffoon! Let me go. How dare you bite and slap my ass!" Jixxana hissed with a mixture of arousal and frustration.

"Because I can sweetheart. You started this, now I'm gonna finish it , boo". Kareem's smile was anything but arrogant. He now wanted this little hell-cat more than ever. He wanted to kiss her temper away, but he suspected she would bite him if he tried. Chuckles softly to himself.

Sliding back under Jixxana, Kareem's strong hands gripped her round hips, and forced her to straddle him. Ignoring her snapping angry eyes, Kareem slipped his hands under her ass and brought her body onto his face; her soft white thighs sliding on each side of his face.

"Wh...what are you doing? Let me go you, big oaf. I'll tie your dick into a pretzel!" Jixxana's smooth face flushed with her arousal and embarrassment.

"That would be a pretty big pretzel little girl, not sure if you could handle that"

" You're so arrogant".

"I know". Kareem said candidly.

Closing his eyes, Kareem inhaled her scent....soft..delicate....sweet..yet with a bite to it. Pulling her by her hips, he brought her sweet little pussy closer to his mouth. Suddenly, his long tongue snaked out to lightly run over Jixxana's soaked lace panties. Growling softly at the potent taste, Kareem opened his full mouth wide, engulfing her small pussy into his mouth, through her panties. Needing more, Kareem took the delicate edges of her panties, and ripped them off, sending the tattered material sailing through the air.

Too mesmerized to move, she watched her panties fly across the room with force after hearing this big man growl. Suddenly his long soft tongue flicked at her throbbing clit, lapping up and down, coaxing it to hardness. Parting her soft juicy petals, Kareem tasted this woman's sweet nectar, never tasting anything like it. Like her scent, her taste was sweet but with a bite to it. In a flash, his long tongue impaled her little pussy as far as he could go, curling his tongue at the tip to scoop out her sweet juices. Slipping a hand around her ass, he squeezed her cheeks as his tongue impaled her, rocking up and down.

By this time, Jixxana's head was thrown back, arching her body, as Kareem's long tongue delved into her hot pussy, coating his tongue with her sweet nectar. At that moment, she felt something new; his finger slowly and gently entering her ass, as he rocked her pussy with his tongue. Jixxana began a rhythm of her own; bouncing up and down as both of her entrances were filled completely. Grabbing her big white breasts in her hands, Jixxana squeezed them then pulled on her aching nipples. Feeling an orgasm begin to form deep within her body, she began to moan uncontrollably...her body beginning to tremble helplessly, as she was taken mercilessly with his finger and tongue.

Feeling her soft white thighs tensing up, Jixxana cried out as a huge orgasm ripped through her body, causing her legs to tighten around Kareem, but it did not seem to bother him. Filling his mouth and tongue with sweet warm nectar, Kareem was in the throws of his own growing passions as he swallowed all her juices, greedy for more. Slipping his middle finger inside her tiny pussy, he took Jixxana's engorged clit in his mouth and sucked hard on it, as his other finger delved deeper into her sweet ass. Rocking up and down, this feisty woman spasmed all around him as orgasm after orgasm consumed her. Feeling her tight walls grip his fingers like a vice grip.

As Jixxana slumped on Kareem's body after four orgasms, she felt him slide out from under her to behind her. Gripping her round hips in his hands, she felt the head of his big shaft at her pussy entrance. Maneuvering his hips a bit, Kareem forced the big head of his shaft through her soaking love nest, forcing it to part for him. After a few moments of letting her adjust to his size, Kareem gently thrust inside her, groaning as her tight walls engulfed his big rod. Pushing deeper, he slid in all the way, the pressure on his shaft immense; thinking it has been a while since any man has entered this little white female's body. Sliding almost all the way out except for the head, Kareem thrust inside her harder, gripping her beautiful rounded hips, watching as her soft firm ass jiggled slightly as he thrust in and out of her. Still tied to the bed facing the wall, Jixxana's backside was in total view to Kareem, as he moved up closer to her, to grip her big full breasts in his hands. Squeezing and massaging her, his fingers then wrapped around her hard aching nipples, causing her to whimper with pleasure-pain.

Feeling her sweet nectar coating his shaft and her walls gripping his big shaft with force, was enough to send Kareem into primal mode. Sitting up more, Kareem grabbed Jixxana's long dark auburn pony tail, as his other hand snaked around to rub her clit.


Screaming in delight, Jixxana's head was pulled back with the force of her hair being pulled firmly but not enough to cause her too much pain. Her engorged clit felt like it was on fire, as his thick fingers pulled and tugged on the little nub, just enough to cause her pleasure-pain, not harm.

Rocking her hips back and forth, Jixxana screamed out Kareem's name over and over as he branded her little pussy with his big shaft; stretching and filling her to her womb.

"Oh God" Seeing stars behind her eyes, Jixxana's lips parted in a scream as a huge orgasm overtook her body, shaking her, consuming her. This caused her inner muscles to grip and tighten on Kareem's shaft almost painfully. Unable to hold back anymore, Kareem plunged harder and faster into Jixxana's body, almost sending her flying forward if she wasn’t tied to the bed. Kareem held her around her small waist as he thrust almost angrily into her body, wanting to possess her. Kareem threw back his head as his cum came flying out of his big shaft in a torrent of white cream. Jixxana responded by milking all his shaft of the hot thick cum...wanting it all inside her womb.....coating and overflowing her

Kareem untied Jixxanan and collapsed beside her, bringing her with him to lay her head on his chest. Kareem held Jixxana' s trembling body, as their breathing went back to normal.

"I'm cold Kareem" Jixxana's body trembled from the aftershocks of their hot passion.

Covering her body with the soft blue down comforter, Kareem's mind whirled with emotion of what just transpired.

Laying on her back to recuperate, Jixxana's breasts were still red from Kareem's fingers on them. Turning to look at Jixxana, Kareem looked at her tight little nipples..leaned over to take one gently into his mouth, as his middle finger slid into her creamy little pussy, up on her g-spot. Rasing her hips, Jixxana was not prepared for this new sensation.

Kareem's fingers grazed over the little bundle of nerves just up inside her little pussy, sending her body bucking wildly, as his mouth tugged on her engorged nipples. This send Jixxana into a series of orgasms and tremors. Juices flew over Kareem's fingers and hand as her body went into a shock of orgasms.

As Jixxana watched Kareem's face as he rested, she slid down his body, and touched his shaft, still wet from their mixed juices. Curiously, she leaned down and licked the tip of his shaft, stopping for a moment to savor the taste. Her small hand then gripped his shaft, as her hot mouth plunged down upon his wet and creamy shaft. She couldn’t get all of his shaft into her mouth, but she took half of him, tasting herself and him on her tongue. Slowly, she cleaned his beautiful shaft with her mouth and tongue, as her fingers gently cupped his love sacs, massaging them with care. After having her fill of him, she crept back up his body to curl beside him. Even though Kareem slept, his strong arm wrapped around her soft body to hold her.

Waking in the early light, Jixxana stretched and remembered where she was. Looking sideways, she watched Kareem's handsome face as he slept.

Getting her clothes back on, Jixxana prepared to leave the room, then decided to leave her soaked white lace panties behind, on the pillow. Rubbing her sore behind after having him biting her during their passion, she decided to leave her panties behind as a gift, as his bite was a reminder to her. Looking back one more time, Jixxana smiled and looked at Kareem's body in slumber.

"I just wonder who took revenge on whom. Seems we both made our intentions clear" she whispered softly as she left Kareem's house.

When Jixxana arrived home, and took her coat off, a piece of paper fell out of her coat pocket. it read:

Jixxana It is not the end for us. You have not seen the last of me, pretty little woman.

• 3 great stories from the web - The story teller 11:46:25 06/01/2009 (0)

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