The latest installment of Dawn and Steve is here and it couldn't get any hotter.
The couple have been enjoying a month with Steve as the slave grey worm but now the month is over. What will happen next. Wull they continue their journey into the world of BDSM or is it all over?
Steve has been away for a week and Dawn has a welcome home that he will never forget. Be warned this is a hot, sexy read that will have you running for the shower before you have read the first chapter.
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Chapter One
Chapter One – End or New Beginning
Dawn couldn’t wait for Steve to get home. A shiver ran down her spine and a juicy sense of anticipation tingled between her legs. Their life had been going so well. With lots of love, attention and even the odd gift from Steve and she loved the role play but today was the first of a new month and their deal was over. The punishment she had implemented had developed into something more. Originally she decided if he liked to be tied up and hurt then she would hurt him. Who would have known that every time she whipped him her pussy would clench with heat? A smile crossed her face and she licked her lips in anticipation of the night to come. There was champagne on ice and steak and strawberries in the fridge. Tonight they would celebrate, and decide if they ended the games or if there would to be a new beginning.
A look at her watch told her that she had time for a quick shower and to shave her legs before deciding what outfit to wear. It had been a long week. Steve had been working away and she couldn’t wait for him to get home. The thought of jumping him as he came through the door put a smile on her face. The decision still hadn’t been made as to what they would do now the month was over, but that could wait till later. First she needed to decide should she wine and dine him delaying their gratification, or jump his bones the minute he stepped through the door? And who should greet him, should she be Mistress D the hot blonde dominatrix that had started all of this, or maybe Carla the submissive brunette or her latest invention the mind fucker - Red Hot Eve? An idea began to form in her mind and she ran to the bathroom.
She stripped off her clothes and stepped into the steamy hot shower. Applying a generous amount of body wash she closed her eyes, ran her hands over her breasts and imagined the night to come.
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Steve stared at the rear lights just three foot in front of him. Why were there always traffic jams when you’re in a hurry? Frustration was getting the better of him as the journey had slowed to a crawl and he still had three-quarters of an hour to go. He had told Dawn he would be home by five, but that was looking unlikely now and the ache in his chest from missing her was not making his mood any better. At last, the traffic moved forwards and they made it past the road works and out onto the open road. With a quick look in the rear view mirror, he gunned the accelerator and pushed the car up to eighty, hoping that ten miles over the limit would not attract any police attention.
It had been a long week, with a difficult and complicated job that had kept him working late into the night. Of course, the overtime had been gratefully received and the week had turned him a tidy profit, enough to purchase something Dawn had wanted for some time. Usually he would waste his overtime on booze and the odd tipple with his mates, but those days were over. They still went out, but he had reigned in his drinking and the gambling, even though it had only been the odd tipple, well that was a thing of the past. At last he was finished and on his way home, knowing that tonight was the first day of a new month and his time as a slave was over. A sense of disappointment washed over him. It had been so exciting to be bound, to be helpless and completely under another person’s will, and of course to be whipped across the ass. The change in Dawn when she engaged in the role play was amazing and exhilarating. He did not want to lose it, did not want to go back to their old boring and staid ways. If anything he wanted to hear her ask, “Do you want to take it to the next level?”
His answer would be a resounding, “Yes Please Mistress.”
This had all started with a mistake, a mistake that griped his stomach and left him in a cold sweat when he thought about what he could have lost, but things were exceptional now. So much more exciting, every night was like their first-time and the thrills just got better and better.
Silhouetted in the headlights, he could see his junction and brought his mind back to the driving. There were just two more turns and then he was home. A grin spread across his face and heat hit his groin. His balls ached with desire at the night they would have and the future they had together. In his mind, he saw the silver package he had hidden in his bag and his smile grew even bigger.
As he got out of the car and rushed to the front door he wondered who would wait for him. Dawn his gorgeous wife with the short brown hair and the pixie smile that could melt his heart and drop him to his knees with just a look. Or maybe she would be the ravenous Mistress D, who loved to slap his ass and tie him to the bed. His cock twitched as he thought about it and pulled open the door. Sensuous music greeted him, and looking down a red stiletto was cast aside on the carpet. He followed it, dropping his case to find a stocking before the living room door. With his heart in his throat and an erection straining at his pants, he pushed the door open. The room was lit by candlelight and a second shoe lay before him, he passed it breathing in the erotic musk of her perfume. Another stocking pointed the way. Bending to pick it up, he pulled it to his face. Sniffing deeply he could almost taste her and then he looked up. Lying naked on the table with her knees up and her legs wide was Carla. The long haired brunette submissive who would do whatever he wanted. All he could see was her pink juicy pussy staring at him. She moved her fingers down across the trimmed pubes and explored her delicious hole. With a sexy chuckle, she pushed her fingers inside her glistening pussy, before pulling them out and rubbing the juicy lubricant in a circular pattern across her erect clit.
Steve felt his mouth water and his erection strained at his pants as Dawn wearing nothing but the Carla wig and a submissive smile continued to finger her wet, pink pussy. Time froze, his feet wouldn’t move and his breath caught in his throat like a black widow in a seducers web. An animal growl emerged deep down in his chest and roared out of him freeing his feet and his voice. “Remove your hands.”
Before him, Carla circled her clit and then slipped two fingers back into her soaking pussy, opening it for him. In his pants, his dick reared against its restraints and a groan escaped him. Moving forwards he covered the few paces between them and grabbed her wrist pulling her fingers out. They made a sucking sound and he thought he was going to come right there and then.
The urge to jump her was so strong he had to clench his fists and bite down hard. While his balls ached so much that he felt, they could explode any moment. Sweat ran down his back and a gasp was wrenched from his throat and all the time his cock surged at his trousers seeking out her vagina like a heat seeking missile.
At last he found his voice. “Do exactly as I say… or you will be chained to the bed and abused all weekend.”
Carla opened her legs even wider and grinned down at him.
The urge to zip open his trousers and sink his cock into her so deep that his balls hit her ass was back. As was the desire to drop to his knees and taste her sweet flower while his tongue probed her till she screamed out his name. What should he do? This display was all for him and it was the sexiest thing that he could imagine he had to make sure that his response was equally sexy.
Stepping forward, he placed a trembling hand on her knees. Slowly he stroked down the inside of her calves down to her ankles. She shuddered beneath his touch and gasped for breath. With a wink, he changed direction and stroked up both legs, slowly caressing the smooth skin. When he reached her knees, he applied a little outward pressure, pushing her knees further apart and watching her pussy open even more for his pleasure. A groan escaped from his stomach as if his body was hungry for love. Past her knees, he stroked, up her silken thighs and he let his thumbs glance her sex before turning and stroking back down. She squirmed at the touch pushing down to try and force his thumbs into her dripping pussy, but no, not yet, he would drive her wild first.
Taking his hands off her, he stripped off his shirt and threw it to the floor. Next, he undid and pulled off his belt, turning so she could see the muscles in his back flex as he threw it to join the shirt. With his back to her he dropped his trousers and pants to a heap on the floor. He knew how much she liked his ass and he tensed the muscles giving her the best view. Hearing her breath quicken, he turned back and ran a hand up the outside of her right leg, then across her stomach and up until he found her nipple. It was already swollen and erect. Taking it between his finger and thumb, he tweaked the bud while his left hand moved down and fondled his cock.
Dawn gasped as he squeezed her nipple between his finger and thumb. He knew how to give just the right amount of pain that it warmed the breast and gave pleasure. Over this month they had discovered each other’s thresholds and Steve was a master, he knew how to take her to the very limit and have her wanting more and more.
This was better than she had imagined, she thought he would just run to her and ram his cock deep inside her but this exquisite torture was driving her to distraction. As she gasped, she watched him take his own hand and reach down and fondle his cock. Big Bob jerked in his hand, and with its full eight inches and impressive girth the veined beast was ready. Watching him masturbate while he fondled her breast was exciting and different.
“Touch your pussy,” he said, the words almost a hiss from between his teeth.
A blush rose across her face, she was still a little shy, even after setting up this feast for him.
His eyes were stern. “What did I say?”
With a meek nod of obedience she reached her hand down and rubbed across her clit, the sensation rose through her like bliss. He grabbed her hand and moved it from her clit back to her glistening wet pussy.
“You will not come until I fuck your brains out, are we clear?”
Dawn nodded and slowly explored the lips of her sex. She was wet and hot and ached with need. A groan escaped her as she watched Steve rub his hands down the full length of his cock. The purple gland wept pre-cum as his hands glided across its tip. Her own hands explored her body, something she would have been unsure about a month ago, but not now - now she searched for her pleasure points, and she found them. A pant escaped her lips as she slipped her fingers inside and eased in and out. It was so good so exciting, but the ache would not go she needed him inside her now. “Please Master, please fuck me now.”
Steve slowed his strokes and turned to her. Expertly he slapped across her stomach leaving a warm, red mark that sent shudders of pleasure through her.
Dawn ground her pussy onto her fingers and cried out with desire. While Steve took her nipple and squeezed it till she almost screamed. She was close, she needed him now. It was as if he read her mind he took his nail and scratched down across her belly, then down the inside of her left leg. Standing between her knees, he gazed with wonder at her exposed treasures this was the best surprise ever.
Dawn could not hold on much longer. She moaned and pushed her buttocks off the table showing him her pussy was ready.
Steve felt something primal deep inside him, he surged forwards and rammed Big Bob into her juicy cunt. She was wet and ready but still there were restrictions and he could see Dawn’s eyes widen, had he hurt her? He wanted to slow down and bit onto his tongue, but the pleasure was overwhelming. “Did I hurt you,” he groaned into her ear. His chest rubbing across her breasts as he pounded into her sliding her onto the table.
Dawn was in heaven flying above the table as her whole body exploded with joy. Steve was a tight fit, but that only increased the sensation and she reached up and bit his ear. He pulled back with shock and realizing that she was fine a smile came over his face.
Reaching down he pulled her backwards slightly off the table and then he fucked her hard. His cock pounding into her as his balls hit her ass and he held her back from the table.
Her orgasm was building and Dawn felt the familiar heat start at her pussy and rise across her engorged clit and over her stomach to her breasts. As he pushed against her, she reached down and squeezed her muscle almost screaming as the sensations washed over her.
Steve gasped between her legs, his strokes harder now and slower, he was close. She looked into his eyes and watched as he came. His face screwed into a grimace of pleasure as she felt his hot seed inside her. Her own orgasm was close and Steve kept his dick inside her and reached forward. He circled her clit rubbing and teasing until pleasure exploded up her body and she raised her hips even more pushing into his fingers as the pleasure rocketed through her body. A cry ripped from her throat as her pussy spasmed her whole body. At last Steve collapsed against her and they lay together soaked in sweat.
“Hi Honey, I’m home.” Steve said as his lips placed little kisses across her damp neck.
“That was quite a welcome,” Dawn replied.
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