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Screaming Darkness by
Nikita © 2005
The fan moved slowly,
circulating the warm air over the two lovers in the war torn bed. The air was heavy with sex, candles, and
cigarette smoke.
While the soft rays of
sunlight slipped through the curtains, the white sound of the ocean lulled the
spent ones to sleep in between bonfires of passion.
Nikita moved first. Dreamily, her cuffed hands stroked her puffy
pink pussy lips. The brief attention
stiffened her protruded bud. She rose
to look at him from her place at the foot of the bed, willing him to
awaken. He did not move. Her full bladder was desperate for
relief. Afraid to wet the floor, she
whined through the gag.
"What! What!!" he said in an exasperated way,
as he lifted his head toward the foot of the bed.
His sinewy body was well
defined, even in repose. Muscle and bone
should have been his first and last name.
Wolff was an alpha male and she was his porcelain doll. No matter how mismatched they were, they fit
each other like yin and yang.
Nikita batted her eyes at
him and he returned a glare.
"Do you need
something? What!! What do you
need?" he
boomed with a glint in his eye.
She twitched her fettered
legs and squirmed her bottom until she managed to pull
herself up on her knees. With cuffed
hands before her in a prayerful pose, she bowed her head in supplication. He couldn't resist chucking her chin.
"All
right. As if I didn't know."
He pulled out the chamber
pot from under the bed and put it near her.
Due to days of practice, she managed to poise herself directly over the
pot and relieved herself under Wolff's shameless gaze. She closed her eyes with relief.
"Look at me while you
pee." he said gently and she quickly complied. He relished her shame at
this private moment and lifted her up by her mons once she finished.
"Do not look
away. This is mine. I can touch it, kiss it, spank it, share it,
wipe it, and fuck it,"
he said, pushing the chamber pot back under the bed with his
foot.
Her eyes were
excited. She was staring at his hard
member with undisguised mischief. Wolff
smiled and removed the gag.
"Ah, you want
something. This? You want this, don't you."
He rubbed his cock over
her face and jerked it until the tip rested on her lips.
"What do you say,
slut."
Nikita recited the well
rehearsed response, "Please sir, may I kiss your
dick, sir?"
Wolff stalled. It was a tasking ordeal to resist shoving his
cock in her mouth and ride her throat until he reached the screaming
darkness. But, he liked to withhold his
cum. It added a little more intensity to
the ride.
There was a knock on the
door.
"Room
Service."
Just in time, Wolff
thought, now that's service. He opened
the door leaving Nikita on her knees bound and fettered. As the tuxedoed suit rolled in the cart,
Nikita blanched. Share! That's what he meant.
"Would you like a
choice for your tip?" Wolff asked holding out some euros.
Suit looked at Wolff then
at Nikita and grinned.
"Nikita, please him
as you please me." said Wolff with his familiar glint.
As the suit stood in front
of her, she pulled his zipper down with her teeth, checking Wolff out of the
corner of her eye. He parked himself in
a nearby chair and lit a cigarette while he watched dispassionately.
Ok, she thought, he's
going to get it as good as you do.
As suit's cock bobbed
before her eyes, there was precum on the tip already. He noticed her leather cuffs.
"May I use my hands
sir?" she asked the suit.
"Em..sure."
She gently grasped his
bobbing cockhead and speared his pisshole with her tongue. The tongue had a life of its own as it
swirled around the head, up and down the shaft, stopping to lick under the
ridge of the tip. The suit's legs
strained toward her mouth and he held onto her ears. His bowed his head to
watch her intently. She slid his cock
deep in her throat and and held it there until she started to gag. Her restrained fingers fondled his balls
while she sucked. Suit did not have the
staying power that Wolff did. This task
was going to be easy, but she enjoyed being a cum
slut, on either end.
Wolff also noted how
quickly the suit was going to come and decided to add a little distraction to
the scene. He whipped off his pants and
stepped behind the kneeling Nikita. He
signaled to the suit and they both knelt down.
She was going to be spit roasted like a suckling pig. Nikita was Wolff's little pig. Her pussy started to drip wetness down her
leg. Whenever Wolff touched her, she
couldn't help it. He fondled her
painted toes and tickled her soft, pink feet.
Wolff pressed her forward
to assume the position, suit stuck his dick back in. It recovered a bit and he was ready to play
see saw again. Wolff felt her wet pussy
and smacked it. She brazenly rubbed her
butt up to his groin and rotated it in circles.
He spanked her offered bum, hard, repeatedly, until her skin was red
with heat. He knew she could take more,
but he wanted to see her skewered. Cock
went in wet pussy, and churned around inside a bit to get cock wet. Nik moaned onto the suit's cock and caused
suit to shove his cock faster in and out of her mouth.
Wolffie spit on her crack
and worked two fingers in her ass. Once
he loosened the ring a little, he inserted his cock at the entrance and held it
there until she squeezed instinctively and felt pain. The suit was beside himself
and furiously pumped her mouth, leaving Nikita gasping for air. Wolff took this opportunity to drive his cock
home, to the hilt, with a resounding smack to the bum. Immediately, she was into the ride, bucking
back and forth.
"You're my slut,
Niki. I fuck you, he fucks you, and you
can't cum until I say so." he panted.
Nikita was operating on
adrenaline. She had trouble holding back
from cumming with the intense action on both
ends. Come hell or high water, Niki had
to cum. Wolff relished the sight of his
pussy girl being fucked in her mouth and ass at the same time. He didn't see it coming but all of a sudden,
without warning, he entered the screaming tunnel of darkness...and took Nikita
with him.
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