Wednesday, February 10, 2010

KARA

Kara paid for her coffee, too preoccupied to return the cashier's smile and looked around for a seat. The only unoccupied table was tucked in a corner, which suited her well enough as she just wanted to sit and think for a few moments. She moved towards the table in long easy strides, her graceful walk and svelte figure gathering appreciative glances from the men she passed. Sinking into the leather of the chair in front of the low table, she carefully put her cup down and started to open her briefcase. She wanted to give the illusion of being busy, so that she could think in peace.Before she could spread her papers across the table, a shadow fell across the surface. Raising her gaze, Kara found herself looking up at a tall dark haired stranger, his eyes partially hidden behind tinted lenses and his right hand resting on a walking cane. In his free hand he had a tall beaker of coffee and tucked under his arm a broadsheet newspaper. He gestured to the empty seat in front of her with his cane and asked that “if this seat isn't taken, would you mind if I sat here?”Kara was about to explain that she was trying to work and that perhaps, a colleague would be joining her when the stranger tilted his head a little and looked at her over the rims of his spectacles. Somehow, Kara's voice became stuck in the back of her throat as she was caught in the stranger's gaze, his grey-green eyes seeming to entrance her. She just gestured and he lowered himself into the seat opposite her with a quiet sigh. Kara just looked at him, his eyes seemingly locked with hers as a gentle smile played over his mouth. His voice had been soft and courteous, but hidden beneath the charm was a note that warned he could become harsh and steely. He set his coffee down and slid the news paper from beneath his arm, placing it very exactly at the edge of the polished wood. Kara had a sudden flash, insight or premonition, she would never be able to tell, where she could feel the firm grasp of his hand upon her arm and hear the command in his voice as he led her towards a new gateway.Kara raised her cup to her lips and sipped at the steaming liquid. Immediately she grimaced as the liquid washed across her tongue. Bravely she swallowed and tried to disguise her distaste. The stranger smiled gently, “I don't come here for the coffee, as you may guess, it isn't the best of brews. However, nobody bothers you in here, so I use it as a place to escape. Like you I suspect,” he said.Kara frowned and blushed, just slightly, as if he had read her mind. She looked down and saw that his cup was untouched, the crossword on the paper was completed and (at this her blush deepened) his hands were well-shaped, well cared for and, again, she wondered how it would feel if he took her arm to lead her away from this corner and into his world. Kara could not understand these feelings, normally she was cool and logical, so why could a moment, where their eyes had met affect her so profoundly and unexpectedly? He leaned forward “I'm sorry,” he said in a light tone, his voice a deep murmur, “My name is Andrew.” He extended his right hand, without rising from his seat and she took it, feeling his firm grip with a hidden strength, just as she had imagined. “Kara,” she replied, her voice warmly contralto. Andrew smiled and nodded, as though confirming a fact he already knew. “I know a place where the coffee is much more palatable than here, perhaps I could show you?” Kara frowned, considering a course of action that in her right mind, she knew was rash, even dangerous and then decided to risk herself with this compelling stranger. Her hesitation was almost enough of an answer, but Andrew watched Kara's face carefully until she nodded, once, nervously. Then he lifted his hand and murmured something behind his palm. Kara looked puzzled until he reached out and took her hand, pulling her gently but easily from her chair and to her feet. He kept hold of her hand as she scooped up her papers and briefcase, and led her onto the street. As they stepped up to the curve an expensive car purred to a halt and an attractive young woman slipped from behind the wheel and opened the rear door. Andrew gestured for Kara to get in and, with a nod to the driver slid in beside her. Nothing was said as they fastened safety belts and the driver closed the door but Kara could sense a frisson of electricity in the air between them.“Kara,” Andrew turned and murmured very distinctly, “I am sure that you have made mental note of this car's registration. I suggest, so that you may assure yourself that you will be safe, that you telephone your home and leave the number and a description of myself and Martine, our driver. Then if you should disappear or anything untoward should happen to you, it will be a simple matter for the police to track me down.”Kara looked at him with surprise. She did as he suggested that knowing that in reality, he had captivated her so much that she would do whatever he wished. The car, meanwhile, slid through the streets, expertly driven by Martine. Kara had no thought to where Andrew was taking her, but she knew that Andrew was in control.“How did Martine know when to come?” Kara asked.Andrew laughed softly and turned his sleeve to show her a microphone clipped to the inside of his jacket. “This lets me speak to Martine, so she knows where to collect me. She isn't just my chauffeuse, I rely on her for all sorts of things. She is, also, totally discreet,” Andrew told her.The car drew smoothly to a halt and Martine hurried, gracefully to open the door. She bowed her head as Andrew led Kara back into the early afternoon sunshine and closed the door quietly behind them. Leading the way, Andrew took Kara up three stone steps to the gleaming blue door of an expensive town house. Sliding his key into the lock, he opened the door and stepped aside, so that Kara could precede him into the hallway. The decor was light and airy, with black and white photographs, simply framed, lining the wall. The subject of each photograph was a beautiful woman, never the same one twice and Kara counted the different pictures. There were six beautiful portraits, each of them with the woman totally nude. The women ranged in age from early twenties to one who looked to be over sixty. Kara moved along the hallway until she came to an empty frame hanging on the wall.Turning to Andrew with a raised brow, she asked with a hint of laughter, “why the empty frame? Your next conquest?”Andrew smiled in return, “maybe,” he replied, “that always depends on my finding a suitable model.”He looked at Kara and, unaccountably, she blushed. “What makes a woman suitable - from your point of view?” she asked. She could barely believe herself, almost brazenly flirting with him and, in fact, allowing him to bring her to this house. Suddenly she had the giddy feeling of being led, of not being in control of her destiny. Andrew led her into an austerely furnished, almost clinical lounge. She sank into a surprisingly comfortable leather seat and watched through an open door as he busied himself in a compact kitchen.A few moments later the warm smell of brewing coffee drifted from the open door and Andrew stepped back into the lounge, carrying a cafetiere, cream, sugar and a plate of small cakes. Setting the tray down on the coffee table that sat conveniently between the two chairs. He poured the steaming liquid into two heavy earthenware mugs and lifted his to his mouth. Kara followed suit but, when Andrew drank deeply, she sipped, delicately and cautiously. The coffee was delicious and, when Andrew offered her one of the cakes, she bit into it without hesitation.Andrew leaned back in his chair and sipped his coffee. “Now,” he said softly and firmly, “why were you in the coffee shop?”Kara just looked at him and realising that he must know that she was not a regular opened her mouth, ready to spin a tale that would keep him from probing deeper. The truth was, that day she had ended another relationship and his parting riposte had hit the mark as he had passed derogatory comment about the only aspect of her body that she was unhappy about. Then the truth just seemed to blurt itself past her lips. “I was taking stock of my life,” she said that “and I was less than content.”“Why? You are obviously successful, attractive, in fact rather beautiful, youthful, in short a perfect role model,” Andrew replied.“But I don't want to be a role model and I just don't want to be in control all of the time.” Kara almost sobbed, glad to confess the frustration, even if it was to a stranger.“But you aren't in control, I am”“Yes, I suppose you are.”“Now truth or dare time.”“Truth”Kara had chosen truth, as it seemed to be safer. She could not yet relinquish control to a stranger, even though it felt as though he had known her all of her life and could read her heart and soul.“OK, truth. What part of body do you like least?”Kara blushed and, for a moment, considered lying to him but his gaze seemed to leach the will out of her.“My breasts. They're too small.”“And you want surgery?”“Not really but If I could make them a little, well, more inviting.”Kara was confused, she was normally articulate and verbal but Andrew seemed able to reduce her to the level of a stammering schoolgirl. Andrew just sat and watched, already very aware that Kara was, gradually, relinquishing herself to him. He leaned across and took her hand, enveloping it in his, “Do you trust me?” he asked. Kara just nodded, lost in the moment, her whole being condensed to the sensation of his hands, as if she were being cradled in a cocoon of his embrace.“Wait here, I have something that you may find helpful,” he continued.He released her hand and in two steps, was out of the door. Kara considered leaving there and then, but the warmth that had coursed through her, when she realised that she did trust Andrew, kept her in her seat. He returned within minutes and gestured for Kara to follow him. She stood and, close behind him, followed Andrew out of the lounge and upstairs onto a landing. Gesturing to one of the closed doors, Andrew bade Kara to enter, “There are some items of clothing, lingerie, to be precise. They will fit you, although you may need to adjust the fastenings. Try them on and see what you think. I shall be in the next room along, should you need anything. Kara was intrigued by his mysterious instruction and puzzled by his apparent reluctance to see her in the lingerie that he had selected. She wondered whether he was gay, but pushed the thought from his mind and stepped through the door into a guest bedroom. Lying on top of the silk counterpane, Kara saw an exquisitely made corset, in dark blue silk, heavily boned and flaring at the hips. Without a second's thought that she stripped out of her clothes, including the padded bra, which she wore to give balance and definition to her figure. The corset fitted snugly around her waist but curved beneath her breasts leaving them cradled in half cups, with her nipples exposed.Turning, Kara glimpsed herself in a mirror and realised that the corset was pushing her breasts up and out a little, so that they seemed more pronounced. She even had an inviting cleavage. Kara was entranced by her new figure, although the way her nipples hardened and the sudden moistness between her thighs made her blushKara slipped on the jacket to her suit and opened the door to the landing. Tentatively, she tapped on the next door and opened it. Inside, Andrew was reading and waiting. Kara paused in the doorway, consumed by curiosity, wondering how a man, this man, would respond. Andrew looked up and carefully set his book aside. Standing, he crossed the room and took her hands, then turned her slowly around, examining the effect of her corset from every angle. Then she was facing him again and he was pulling her towards him, pressing his lips against her mouth. Even as she began to lift her hands to push him away, her lips parted and her breath was stolen as he slipped his tongue inside. This was not a forceful thrust, more a subtle insinuation of his flesh into her moist, suddenly needy, mouth. Kara felt her knees weaken as Andrew expertly explored her soft, yielding mouth and she knew that he could do, with her, whatever he wished. Kara felt him pressing upon her shoulders, steering her across the room until her calves bumped against the edge of the bed. She sat down abruptly, their lingering kiss now broken. Kara's face was level with Andrew's waist and she could see a bulge in the front of his trousers. Tentatively, she reached out and touched him then, bolder now slid the zipper open, so that she could slide her long, elegant fingers inside and caress him through the silk of his briefs. She was instantly rewarded with a swelling and hardening beneath her caress and, more daring, she slipped her fingers inside the waist of his briefs, drawing them down over the swollen head of his cock. The subtle musk and the sight of Andrew's swollen angry cock made her mouth water and her pussy ooze, as she ran a fingertip over the velvety head, tracing the rim of his glans.Kara sighed, softly, her warm breath a caress against Andrew's cock and leaning forward, she ran her tongue all over the head, swirling it around and slowly caressing his cockshaft with a myriad of tiny kisses. Andrew drew breath, a sharp hiss, as Kara engulfed his cock in her hot, greedy mouth and slowly guided him to the back of her throat. Andrew closed his eyes and rejoiced in the feel of Kara's mouth enveloping his cock, as she bobbed back and forth, swirling her tongue all over his meat and sliding her hands and lips along his shaft so that one moment, his cock was almost slipping from between her lips and the next he could feel her soft lips pressed against his balls.Andrew could not hold back and reached blindly down, twining his fingers in Kara's long dark silky hair. She gasped as his grip tightened, pulling on her long tresses and then gulped as he trust his hips forward, almost choking her. He gripped her firmly, his hands cradling the back of her head and tilting it a little upwards, as he slid his cock in and out between her lips. Kara's eyes watered as she felt his cock filling her mouth and her lips began to feel bruised and mushy where he had pressed his heavy tight balls against her mouth. As his cock drove deep, Kara gagged momentarily, afraid that he was too big and would make her sick, but the moment would pass and he eased back, only filling her mouth.Kara shuddered and felt the silk between her thighs clinging to her wetness. Andrew was hard and hot and swollen between her lips throbbing on her tongue. Kara could barely believe that she was on her knees, having her mouth fucked hard by a stranger who she had met mere hours before. It was as if she were drugged or hypnotised into obedience. She felt his cock slip out of her mouth and whimpered in disappointment, until she felt his hands pushing her jacket off her shoulders and undoing the waist of her skirt. His hands moved to the buttons on her blouse, undoing them, one at a time.Kara shivered as the cool air of the room played against her erect nipples, hardening them for Andrew's thumbs to brush against, driving her almost insane with her need to be taken and fucked hard. Andrew cupped Kara's swollen, tender breasts, caressing her nipples, as he eased her jacket and blouse down her arms. All she could think about was the touch of his hands and the brush of his skin against the hard brown knobs of her nipples. Delicately he pinched them both, between finger and thumb, and Kara gushed into her panties with a soft moan of pleasure.Pushing her onto her back, Andrew eased her skirt and panties down past her ankles, leaving her naked, save for her stockings and the corset. Kara relaxed, anticipating his weight, bearing down upon her and the thrust of his cock, filling her needy pussy. Instead, Andrew rolled her onto her side and drew her arm back, fastening it to her ankle with a silk band, soft but immensely strong. Before she could struggle or protest, he had caught hold of her other wrist and bound it, similarly to the other ankle. “Relax, Kara, I won't hurt you.”As he spoke, he twirled another length of silk cloth into an opaque band and moved towards her head. Kara opened her mouth for him to gag her but, instead, he fastened it gently over her eyes blinding her, except for a vague sensation of light and dark. She heard a rustle of cloth and knew that Andrew had finished his undressing that she had started. She relaxed, expecting to feel the bed give under his weight and then the slow, exquisite, sensation of his cock stretching her pussy gently. Instead, he rolled her, slowly and gently onto her side, her pussy and ass squeezed closed as he gently pressed her knees together.Something cold and hard nudged at her pussy lips and Kara gasped as Andrew eased the cool latex of a fat dildo into her bubbling pussy. Kara grunted as the dildo stretched the entrance and then Andrew eased the pressure back, teasing her. He reached around to her front and slowly stroked the hardening bud of her exposed clitoris making her gasp and try, vainly, to stretch out.Slowly Andrew pushed the dildo inside Kara, filling her aching pussy, while he gently teased and caressed her clit. Kara whimpered and the whimpers became louder until she was moaning and almost sobbing in a curious blend of frustration and pleasure.“Oh GOD! Fuck me, please fuck me hard!”Andrew just smiled and slipped the dildo a little way out, then pushed it quickly deeper until it was pressed against the opening to her womb. Kara shuddered and screamed.“FUCK YES, fuck my dripping cunt!”Andrew kept one hand pressed against the base of the dildo, holding it inside Kara and, with the other, guided his slippery cock between the cheeks of her bottom. Kara almost purred as she realised that her first fuck (hopefully not her last) with this charismatic and sexy stranger would be with his cock in her tight arse. Andrew pressed firmly pushing the head of his cock against the tight ring of Kara's anus. She could not push back, her wrists bound to her ankles preventing her and the friction brought tears to her eyes.“Yes!” she sobbed, her neck arching as she whimpered, “hurt me.”Andrew felt the head of his cock pop through her tight ring and nestle in the warm grip of her anus. Kara squealed loudly as he penetrated her and then moaned as he eased the head of his cock out again only to push it back inside, after pausing to allow her frustration to mount a little. Kara squealed again the burning pain of his first penetration easing a little and being replaced by a sensual warmth. Gradually Andrew slid more of his cock into her ass, tormenting Kara who was longing for his cock to be rammed deep into her ass, so that she cried out in a mingling of pleasure and pain as he ravished her helpless body.Kara could only push with her rectal muscles, trying to open herself up a little, for Andrew's cock to slide deep into her anus. Slowly but firmly he fed his cock deep into her bowel and then eased back until only the head remained inside. Kara felt completely helpless, on her side as Andrew plunged his cock balls deep into her ass, his full heavy sac smacking against her ass cheeks.Kara was screaming at him to fuck her arse and was totally out of control as Andrew plundered her deliciously tight and responsive anus. She felt as though the deepest thrusts would tear her tender tissues but her screams had elements of both pain and pleasure as she surrendered herself to his ministrations. She slowly climbed towards her peak spasming on his cock as he pressed the dildo one last time and set the shaft throbbing against her clit. Andrew held back no longer as she clenched around his cock, milking him as he sprayed gouts of hot semen into her bowels. Finally, he eased his softening, stained cock out of her anus and unfastened the silk around her limbs and over her eyes. Then he took her in his arms and whispered for her to be still and he would take care of her. Kara stretched in Andrew's bed and remembered, vividly, his hypnotic eyes and the way he had seemed to reach into her soul. She turned her head and watched his profile as he opened his eyes and, for a moment, stared at the ceiling. She noticed that his eyelashes were thick and lustrous, almost like a girls, then he turned to look into her gaze and his eyes seemed greener than she recalled, intense, as though a fire burned behind them.Somehow, during the night, he had unfastened the corset and removed it, along with her stockings. She was sure that her discarded panties were ruined with her juices saturating the gusset, but that seemed meaningless as she lay beside Andrew, waiting for a word or caress. He leaned over and brushed his lips across hers gently, at first, but then more urgently, his tongue seeking hers and pushing into her willing mouth.His hand cupped her breast, feeling it swell and the nipple harden under his palm, as his tongue slid in and out of Kara's mouth. Kara reached down between their bodies and circled her thumb and forefinger around the base of Andrew's cock. She could feel it swell and stiffen under her touch and, slowly, she drew her hand along his shaft, feeling the velvety soft skin shifting over the hard core of his cock. Reaching the head, she eased back his foreskin, coaxing it over the swollen bulb and caressing the shiny skin with the opening already moistening with his secretion.Andrew's hand slipped lower, across her belly, lingering to let his fingers gently trace around her navel. He lifted his mouth from hers, leaving Kara gasping with the electric thrill that seemed to radiate from his fingertips and possess her body. Slowly, his hand moved lower until his fingers just brushed the neatly trimmed bush of hair that hid the mound of her pussy. Kara wriggled a little, trying to coax him into touching her clit, but Andrew avoided the sensitive nub, still caressing her skin.Kara wriggled a little more and slid her body over the cool linen sheets until her face was level with Andrew's hips. With a sudden thrust, she toppled him onto his back and she lifted herself on one elbow. Now she could grasp the shaft of his manhood and stroke the length of him as she slowly sucked Andrew's swollen cock. Andrew's breath hissed for a moment as Kara blew gently on the moist head of his cock and then she lowered her mouth around his glans, enveloping it in moist warmth. Kara could feel his muscles tighten as he fought the urge to thrust himself roughly into her mouth, burying his cock in her throat and bruising her lips. Swirling her tongue along the length of his manhood, Kara bobbed up and down on him, coating his swollen cock head with her spittle.Andrew reached down and grasped a handful of Kara's hair, pulling her greedy mouth away from his cock. Kara yelped in pain and her eyes watered as she felt his grip tighten. Then she was pressed, face down, against the sheets and Andrew was straddling her thighs, trapping her on her belly. She felt his fingers spreading the cheeks of her bottom to display her tender anus, still smarting from his vigorous buggering of last night. She felt his fingernail tracing the rim of her puckered ring and, for a moment, her body rebelled and her anus clenched tightly to prevent Andrew's finger entering her aching rectum.Andrew chuckled deviously and, still holding her with his knees reached into a drawer of his nightstand. Retrieving a small jar, made of deep blue glass, he dipped his fingers into the contents. Kara could smell a sharp, medicinal tang, almost like a salve and she sighed with relief, thinking he was going to ease the soreness of her arse with an ointment, or some other medication. Gently, he spread a thin layer of the greasy substance over the tightly puckered ring of her anus and pressed his finger slowly against the centre, forcing it past her resistance until he had buried it deeply within her rectum. Drawing his finger out of her bottom, he leaned forward and caught hold of Kara's wrists, looping the discarded sash of his robe firmly around them and tying her hands behind her back. Satisfied that she would be unable to free herself quickly, he rolled off the bed and crossed to the fitted wardrobes on the opposite wall. He returned with two wide leather belts, padded with felt and fastened them tightly around Kara's legs, one just above her knees and one around her ankles. Kara lay, helpless but still trusting, as Andrew sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her hair from her face and spoke softly to her.“Now Kara, the ointment I have just spread over the entrance to your bottom is a mixture of my own devising. It has an interesting astringent effect as it is absorbed and you should find that it will tighten those muscles, quite effectively.”Kara's eyes widened as the ointment began to work and she felt her anus tightening, without her willing it so. She remembered the tearing heat of his cock as he had thrust the length of his cock into her bottom, her eagerness no match for his size, so that she had imagined that she would be torn and bleeding when he withdrew. Andrew had known better, of course, and had moderated each thrust so that she may be sore and tender this morning but no permanent damage had been done. Andrew shrugged into his robe and stepped out of the door, closing it gently behind him. He knew that the ointment would take a few minutes to be absorbed and then a few more for it to be completely effective. Just enough time for him to take a shower and drink a cup of coffee. While Andrew showered and drank his coffee, Kara lay, face down on the bed. Her bottom was raised, high in the air and she longed to rub at her anus or press it against the sheets, anything to lessen the sting as the ointment worked its fiendish magic on her tender anus. She tried to put any thought of Andrew's reasons for wanting her anus to be tighter than it had been last night. The feel of his cock as he took her, forcing the swollen head past the tight ring of muscle had drawn a scream of pain, mingled with pleasure from her throat.This time, she realised, her anus would be so much tighter, not just from the ointment but from the straps that prevented her from spreading her legs and easing the pressure on her tight ring. She assumed, even with a perverse sense of anticipation, that Andrew would keep her bound this way for his own pleasure as he buggered her tightened bottom. Kara had been the willing participant in last night's act of sodomy but, this time, she felt even more helpless. She wondered whether he would gag her, or if her pleas and cries would add to his dark satisfactions. She knew that unless he were to gag her very firmly, she would have to scream and beg him, first to stop and then, as her own dark passions rose within her, to sodomise her brutally.Slowly, measured in her excited heartbeats, time passed, long enough for the ointment Andrew had smeared over and around her tight anal ring to work. Kara almost wept with relief when the door opened and Andrew re-entered. This time he carried a bowl of warm water a pair of soft facecloths and a thin bar of soap. Kara, still bound with her face pressed against the linen bedclothes, could only hear him enter and feel the bed dip as he sat on the end. She felt the warm moistness of the facecloth as he cleaned between the cheeks of her bottom, removing every trace of the ointment he had applied earlier. She felt something hard and slimy pressed against the ring of her tight arse and realised that he was easing the bar of soap into her clenching anus.At last, when every last trace of the ointment had been washed away and the rim of her anus felt slick and slippery from the soap, Andrew used the second cloth to carefully dry her. The soft roughness of the cloth between her buttocks and across her anus made Kara moan with pleasure and she pushed back against Andrew's caressing hand, all the time wishing for a more forceful touch. Andrew smiled as he read the subtle signals that Kara's body displayed.Shrugging out of his robe, he moved to sit on the edge of the bed, his thick, powerful erection almost within reach of her mouth. Leaning over to whisper in her ear, Andrew allowed the fingers of his right hand to trace a long, sinuous line along Kara's taut thigh muscles. Kara shivered as the tingle shot through her muscles straight to her clit. “Now I'm going to fuck your beautiful arse, my sweet,” Andrew murmured into her ear.“Please Sir, fuck me however you want.”“I shall, don't mind about making a noise, we have the house to ourselves.”Andrew slid off the bed and pulled Kara to the edge, lowering her feet to the floor and pressing between her shoulder blades to bend her over, so that her arse was nicely presented for him. Kara felt her weight pressing her small, but still swollen, breasts against the bed, her hard nipples pressed against the sheet. She moaned, almost a growl, as Andrew forced his hand between her thighs and ran a finger along the lips of her pussy, up to her hard, erect clit. Kara shuddered and a gush of moisture coated his fingers as her pussy contracted emptily.Andrew eased his fingers away from Kara's pussy and glanced down to see his fingers dripping with Kara's honeyed juices. Slowly, deliberately, he wiped his sticky hand across her bottom, anointing the cheeks of her arse with her own juices. Kara gasped, realising that Andrew had no intention of lubricating her anus before he stretched it wide again. She whimpered, prepared to beg him to make her wet and ready for his cock.Andrew parted the cheeks of Kara's taut arse and guided the tip of his cock to the dark opening of her anus. It was still a little slippery from the soap he had used but not lubricated enough for Kara to feel no pain as he pressed, gently but firmly, into her opening. “Please, you're too big and hard to go straight, AAAARGH!!”Kara almost screamed as Andrew eased his cock, almost to the rim of the head, into her tight anus. She could only just take the tip of his cock without a searing blend of pain and pleasure shooting through her, making her clit and nipples throb. Andrew eased the pressure of his thrust to let Kara's arsehole accustom itself to the presence of his cock.“Andrew, don't tease, don't stop now. Fuck me with your hard cock, shove it in my arse, please?”Andrew waited a little longer, feeling her arse relax and then tense again then thrust hard, to drive the head of his cock past her ring. Kara shuddered as she felt him invading her tight rectum and her arse clenched around his cock“OH GOD! Andrew, that hurts! STOP, No Don't, DON'T STOP”Andrew smiled at Kara's confusion as her body was wracked with convulsions of pleasure mingled with the pain of his intruding cock as he forced his way into her incredibly tight anus. He pushed deeper, feeling her bowel ripple against his cock as she moaned with the feeling of his cock filling her. Each thrust rocked her forward, so that her nipples scraped against the sheets and her clit began to throb and ache to be touched. Her hands tied behind her, Kara could do nothing except take Andrew's thick cock into her bowel.The pain of his intrusion eased to a burning, stinging sensation and then a strange warmth and Andrew, sensing the moment that Kara relaxed, jerked his hips forward and drove deeper into her arse, giving her a hard swat across her buttock. Instantly a cherry-pink handprint appeared on her cheek and Kara thrust back against Andrew's cock. She gasped and then sight as she felt his balls pressed against her round arse cheeks and then gasped as he pulled back a fraction, only to ram harder and deeper into her. “Aaah! Fuck me, please fuck me haaarrd!”Kara could barely force the words past her lips, her whole body was bathed in sweat, but she wanted to feel Andrew's cock buried in her arse. Andrew pulled back, teasing her with the head of his cock almost slipping out of her ring and then rammed hard until his balls slapped against her arse cheeks. Kara felt his cock pummel her insides and moaned into the bed as her nipples scraped against the sheets. Cruelly, Andrew reached around and stroked her hard clit between his finger and thumb. Kara could not help herself and, with a stifled scream gushed a stream of cum between her thighs and onto the sheet beneath her. Her whole body contracted as her orgasm ripped through her and, If Andrew had not have grabbed her buttocks and jerked her hard back onto his groin, she would have collapsed onto the bed. Andrew's cock was driven deep into Kara's rectum and now he began to fuck her with firm deep strokes, stretching her tender anus with each thrust. Kara could not find the wit to form words but each thrust was punctuated by a groan or whimper from her lips. In her mouth she could still taste the musky, masculine flavour of his cock and, for a briefly lucid moment, wished he had sprayed his hot seed into her mouth. Then a particularly deep thrust made her mewl in pain and pleasure, while her arse contracted on the shaft of his cock. IT was more than Andrew could bear and his cock throbbed in her ass before spraying thick ropes of his stinging cum, deep into her bowel, almost to her belly. Kara spasmed against him the feel of his hot sperm, splashing into the walls of her bowel, enough to tip her into an orgasm that wracked her body and left her limp across the bed. Andrew eased his softening, but still firm, cock out of Kara's sore and tender arse, glancing at her gaping, red anus. Kara felt bruised and tender, while her bowels cramped painfully as his sperm slid out of her anus and between the distended lips of her pussy. Silently, Andrew lifted her back onto the bed and unfastened the straps around her legs, before covering her lightly with a sheet. Kara shivered with tiny aftershocks from her orgasm and felt the warmth of Andrew's thick sperm sliding between her cheeks to pool beneath her and congeal between her buttocks. Andrew placed a note he had written on the bedside table and then shrugged into his robe as he left Kara to collect her thoughts. Kara spent the whole day in a fever of anticipation. The note from Andrew lay, unopened, in her briefcase and she kept reaching for it still unsure of the contents. What if it were a simple 'thank you and goodbye'? A dismissal of her as though he were unaware of his strange power over her. At last, during a hurried, snatched break for lunch of sandwiches and unpalatable coffee, Kara opened the envelope. Unusually the flap had been sealed with a drop of hardened wax, not just gummed and Kara imagined that she could catch the scent of his cologne. She read the note in a combination of dread and delight, her eyes flitting over his words.“Kara, my dear,” he had written, “You were truly a delight. I believe that I may have found my model for the empty frame in the hallway. First, however, I should like to guide you a little in your search for fulfilment. I should like to help you to learn the pleasure of pain. If this interests you, all you need do is step into the car that Martine will have waiting for you outside the coffee shop at five pm. If you do not arrive at the rendezvous, I shall have to conclude that I must search again for my model. Andrew.”Kara left the office, claiming a migraine had suddenly come upon her, and dashed home. On her bed she found the corset that only last night, had bound her and heightened her sensitivities as Andrew had driven his cock into her bottom. She recalled the combination of horror and delight as she had washed herself in the shower and seen the spots of blood from her torn anus.With some difficulty Kara managed to lace herself into the corset and slip into a fresh blouse and business suit. After a moment's thought that she decided to leave her legs bare but to slip into the tiniest pair of silk briefs. She knew that her torn anus was still weeping a few droplets of blood and thought that her stained panties might make an interesting offering to Andrew.Trembling in anticipation, Kara stood by the kerb as, precisely on the stroke of five, Martine slid the car to a halt and swiftly opened the rear door for Kara to slip inside. Martine drove silently through the streets, mute despite all of Kara's attempts to strike up a conversation. At last, as Kara began to wonder whether she was being sensible about the affair (She wasn't) Martine coasted the car to a stop outside of the house where, Kara assumed, Andrew lived.Kara slipped out of the car, mounted the steps to the glossily painted front door and pushed against the smooth surface. The door opened and Andrew turned towards her from where he had been waiting in the hallway. She walked towards him, nervous for a moment, until his eyes caught and locked with hers. She swallowed and summoned up the ghost of a smile. “I came,” Kara said in little more than a whisper.Andrew smiled and took her arm gently, leading her, not towards the stairs to the bedrooms, but, unexpectedly, to a door leading to a flight of stairs leading downwards, to a basement. The air was cool on her face as Kara followed him down and along another corridor. Opening the door at the end he ushered Kara into the room. It was spartan and the only furniture in the room was a padded bench, about waist high. Kara looked around for a chair or a wardrobe but saw only the bench and behind the door a set of cupboards.“Last chance to change your mind, Kara” Andrew whispered. Kara shook her head. Something in this room and the way his voice caressed her senses, had stolen every thought of flight or resistance.Andrew slid her jacket from her shoulders and dropped it onto the floor, and then he was unbuttoning her skirt and hooking his fingers inside the waistband of her briefs. Slowly he peeled the silk away from the smooth shaven mound of her pussy and smiled as he noticed the traces of moisture on the shiny material. Taking her by the hand he led her to the bench and, with her still laced firmly into her corset forced her to bend over the padded surface of the bench. The cool leather made her nipples tingle as he pressed his hand against her neck, holding her still. Turning her head she saw him lift something from the floor, a coil of silken rope and thought that for a moment, that she was to be tied as she had been the first time he had sodomised her.Instead, he raised the rope higher and released the loop, letting it uncoil, like a snake. The end of the rope had been teased into thinner strands and each strand had been knotted several times along its length.Kara wondered what Andrew intended to do with this strange piece of equipment, but, raising his arm high, he brought it down across her arse with a loud crack. Kara's buttocks reddened immediately and she thought that somebody had pressed a brand against her cheeks as the burning pain raced through her body, directly to her clit.She jerked under Andrew's hand and cried out, well screamed would be truthful, but Andrew just raised the lash again and cracked it against her taut buttocks.“Aaargh” she screamed, “That hurts, please, you're hurting me”“Ow! , No!” “Aaaah”By the third stroke, Kara's moans had deepened from the shrill cry of pain to a lustful groan of frustration.“What shall I do now, my sweet Kara?” Andrew crooned into her ear.“Fuck me”“Pardon?”“Fuck me please, fuck me hard, do anything you want, just fuck me.”Andrew unfastened his dark slacks and pushed them down to his ankles, stepping out of them, Easing his briefs over the length of his shaft he slipped around, behind her. She whimpered as she felt his hands pressing roughly on the welts criss-crossing her tender buttocks and then arched, screaming in pain and frustration as he drove the head of his cock hard against the tight ring of her anus tearing her again.Andrew's cock slid deep into Kara's rectum spreading her and stretching the tight passage. Stopping with only half of his length in her arse Andrew paused, not so she could become accustomed to the feel of him inside her but to allow her to relax so that she would feel his next thrust even more keenly.“Please, fuck me. Don't stop”Andrew tensed and then rammed his cock right to the hilt his balls pressed against the welts on Kara' tender arse.“Yes, fuck me, fuck my dirty whipped arse,” she screamed. “Aaaargh! Aaaargh! Aaah! Aaah!”She screamed again and again as Andrew's cock plundered her tight arse, stretching her and pummelling her tender flesh until all she could do was sob against the leather of the bench. Andrew stiffened inside her and she felt his cock spraying thick ropes of sperm into her anus, filling her to overflowing and triggering her own orgasm, spraying her juices down her thighs and onto the floor.Andrew slowly witrhdrew his softening cock, listening to Kara's pained sobs as she felt the friction of his shaft against the walls of her violated rectum. Glancing down, he saw the thin dribble of his sperm, almost luminous against the dark pucker of Kara's ring.Instantly, he felt the blood surging into his cock and it began stirring back to its full length and girth. Slowly, as he swelled in anticipation, Kara's anus, bruised and tender from his forceful, almost violent penetration, contracted.As Kara relaxed a little, and Andrew judged that her anus had contracted as much as it could do, he pressed the tip of his now hardened cock at Kara's ring and leaned forward. Kara's back arched as she felt the pressure, almost burning, of his cockhead and Andrew reached around to cup her breast and pinch gently at her nipple.Kara moaned deep in her throat as her belly tightened and she tried to bear down and force the head of Andrew's cock out of her arse. “No,” she whispered, “that is too much you'll hurt me.“Shhh, I promised to guide you as you discovered the pleasure of pain. This will be your first discovery.”Andrew pressed harder, listening to the mingled notes of frustration and pain in Kara's soft moans. The pressure against the head of his cock was exquisite and he knew that Kara would feel her aching anus opening to allow hiss cock access to her rectum, still slick and sticky from his earlier deposit of hot sperm. She moaned louder as Andrew pressed the head, up to the rim, where it joined the shaft into her anus. He knew that her bowel would be churning with the pain of this intrusion and that soon, she would beg for him to sodomise her roughly.“Aaaaaah! , not so hard, please, you have made me sooo sore, fucking my arse as hard as you did.”Andrew smiled and rocked his hips in a short jerk, making her back arch more with pain, even as her nipple swelled fit to bursting under the touch of his finger and thumb.“Please, that hurts, please fuck my cunt or my mouth, let me show you how good a cocksucking slut I can be,” Kara begged Andrew listened to Kara begging like a sex starved slut, in her crystal, educated tones and his cock swelled against the tightnus of her arsehole. A devilish smile playing about his lips, he leaned in and, pinching her nipple hard, he drove the length of his cock into her aching rectum. Kara's belly spasmed and she stiffened against him, heedless of the rasp of his pubic hair or the slap of his heavy balls against the weals that spiderwebbed her buttocks.Now Andrew began to thrust, long vicious strokes that left Kara feeling incredibly full, almost to bursting and then cavernously empty as his cock slid back, until only the head filled her anus. the slap of his thighs and balls against her backside echoed from the bare walls and she heard her own voice, almost rasping with building frustrations as Andew plunged forward, their sweaty bodies sliding against each other, then chilled as he drew back and draughts of air played over her wet skin.“Oh God! Yes! fuck me harder, fuck my bleeding arse until you shoot a load of your hot cum into my belly.”And, as Andrew paused;“Please fuck my arse hard, please, Sir, I need you to fuck my arse.” Andrew squeezed hard on her breast, the nipple jutting between his fingers and pulled her hard against his groin, grinding his cock into her tight rectum. Her backside compressed and flattened against his loins and Kara felt every welt and every sting of each knot, as if Andrew had, just that moment, lashed the rope against her buttocks. It was all too much for her and weeping tears of pain and relief, Kara came hard, her juices running down her legs as though she had lost control of her bladder and was peeing herself.Kara collapsed, sobbing, as she felt Andrew's cock slipping from her bruised anus. She trembled as she felt his hands upon her arms, tenderly helping her to her feet and leading her, on weak and unsteady legs, up the stairs to the hallway. There, he guided her to the next flight and upstairs again, to the master suite. the open bathroom door allowed a trace of fragrant steam to escape as Andrew took her inside and helped her to clamber into the tub of warm scented water.Slowly he soaped her body, his hands spreading pillows of rich, creamy lather, over her shoulders and along her silken skin to her breasts. She felt the warmth of his hands as he cradled the firm tissue and his thumbs brushed her sensitive, hardened nipples, drawing a deep sigh from her slightly parted lips. Gently skimming his hands over her skin, Andrew washed her with long, caressing, strokes his fingers dipping beneath the water to caress her clit.Kara felt herself beginning to drift, just as Andrew lifted her and wrapped her in a robe of soft cotton towelling. The texture inflamed the welts on her beaten arse and she shivered as she recalled the violation of her tender anus. Andrew laid her gently on the bed and began to pat her dry, his fingertips pattering against the cloth of the robe, until her body glowed within the wrapping. At last, when she was completely dry, Andrew folded the robe aside and leaned over Kara, kissing her mouth gently. Her lips opened and he took the moment to slip his tongue inside, tasting her, as his hand slipped over her belly to cup her pleasingly rounded breast.Andrew's kisses moved down her neck to Kara's breasts, his tongue flicking against her perfumed skin, until he could close his mouth around her erect nipple. Gently, slowly, he suckled on the hard nub between his lips until Kara mewled softly. His teeth grazed the tender flesh as he slid his hand lower, skimming her belly until his fingertips circled the base of her clit tapping his fingers gently against her, Andrew moved his fingertips along Kara's clit, then around it to slip a fingertip inside her shaven pussy. So far her pussy had been neglected as much as her arse had been abused and the lightest touch sent Kara into an agony of excitement. Andrew's finger dipped a little deeper and his mouth roamed lower, across her belly, towards her clit.Kara gasped as Andrew bit her clit gently and then lapped at the tip. His breath was warm on her skin as his lips traced the folds of her pussy, collecting a few beads of her wetness. Lying beside her, his lips nibbling at her pussy and the tip of his cock almost brushing her mouth, andrew slid a hand over Kara's skin, feeling the slickness of sweat against his palm. His hand cradles her head, holding it still as he thrust the length of his tongue into her pussy and tilted his hips to slide his cock slowly, and gently into her mouth. the taste of Andrew's cock and the thrusting of his tongue triggered a tiny orgasm in Kara's body and she moaned loudly, the sound muffled by her mouthful of erect cockAndrew started to slowly fuck Kara's mouth, feeling her tongue swirling over the head and along his shaft as he slid it in and out in almost slow-motion, filling her mouth and throat and gagging her a little. His tongue flickered against her clit and then shot deep into her pussy as she sucked noisily on his cock. His fingers twisted in her hair as he forced his cock further down her throat, bruising her lips with his balls and then he was sliding his meat out of her mouth and pinning her to the bed as he straddled her face, lowering his cock into her mouth.Andrew dipped his head and covered Kara's tender pussy with a rain of gentle, tender kisses, while he slid the length of his cock into her greedy mouth. She could taste the sweet pearls of moisture that collected at the head, like delicate dewdrops, and then his cock was filling her mouth as he eased down. She moaned around the thickness of his meat, as he tongued her oozing pussy, collecting her moisture and savouring her sweet flavour. Again he raised himself and then plunged back into the silky warm caress of Kara's mouth. Even though Andrew's every movement was slow and gentle, Kara knew that her surrender to him would be total, that he owned her soul, at this moment.Kara whimpered, disappointed, as Andrew eased the length of his swollen cock out of her mouth, the sound changing to a gasp as he spread her legs, so wide that she could feel the tendons at the top of her thighs burn in protest, and then began rubbing the head of his cock along the lips of her aching, needy pussy. She felt her belly tighten and her breath hissed between her teeth as she felt the velvet of his cockhead against her silky skin. Andrew teased her with a long, steady, rocking of his hips stroking the head of his cock almost to her clit and then drawing back until it nestled, just at the rounded curve where the crack of her arse began. Leaning forward he kissed her breasts and suckled on her nipples, first one, and then the other, until they stood proudly erect like ripe hazelnuts. Catching hold of his Andrew's cock, Kara slowly guided it between the lips of her pussy, arching her back and thrusting her hipss forward to try and impale herself upon him. Still Andrew teased her, listening to her ragged gasps as he kept the tip of his cock just resting between the lips of her pussy and slid it back and forth along the length of her lips. Rocking back and hooking her knees over his shoulders, Andrew drove his cock, explosively into Kara's wet vagina with a loud squelching sound. She spasmed beneath him as his cock stretched her with a pleasure almost painful in its intensity as he felt the hot wet silk of her body caressing him. Rocking his hips, Andrew slowly worked the length of his cock in and out of Kara's cunt, the air filled with the sounds and scent of sex as her juices flowed to puddle beneath her arse.“Fuck me!” she gasped, “however you want, but please fuck me hard and make me cum.”Andrew thrust harder, filling her pussy with his swollen cock, until their bodies were sliding against each other with sweat making their skins slick and slippery. Each thrust was punctuated by the slap of his loins against hers and another gush, between the cheeks of her arse. Kara trembled as she felt her own juices sliding down over her tender arsehole and a few drops oozing past her ring while his cock stretched and filled her juicy pussy.Kara almost screamed as andrew eased back, letting his cock slide all of the way out of Kara's pussy. Taking his cock in his hand he leaned over and began whispering in her ear.“I'm going to fuck your arse hard and suck your pretty little tits”“Please”“Please?”“Please fuck my arse and suck on my tits, Sir.”Andrew pushed Kara's knees back further, lifting her arse in the air and, watching carefully, pressed his cock against her tender bruised arse, and then rammed it hard and deep Kara whimpered between clenched teeth, as she tried to relax her tender arse, so that Andrew could force his cock between her buttocks and past her bruised and torn anus, without her pain being unbearable. She could feel the heat of his swollen manhood and the pressure as he pushed her legs further back, until her knees were crushing her tender breasts. She could feel the weight of him against her thighs, as he pinned her, helplessly, to the yielding mattress, her knees over his shoulders.She felt the weight lessen, for a moment, as he shifted position, just long enough to duck beneath her leg and drape them over one shoulder, forcing her thighs together and tightening her back door. Her mouth and eyes opened into surprised 'O's, as she felt the nudge of his cock against the bruised ring of her anus and he leaned forward, increasing the pressure and stretching her again.Reaching down, Kara dug her fingers into her buttocks, heedless of the stinging, now that the effect of the lotion Andrew had spread over the welts was wearing off. Slowly she pulled her bottom cheeks apart, opening her anus for Andrew to take as roughly, or as gently as he wished. Andrew leaned further forward and Kara could feel her arse rising from the bed, as he guided his hardened cock between her burning cheeks.The lotion was wearing off now and her buttocks burned uncomfortably, reminding her of the earlier torment he had subjected her. She could not help herself and a low, whispered plea rose in her throat.“Please, fuck me again,” she murmured, just loud enough for him to hear, “Fuck me like you did downstairs. Teach me.”Andrew pushed her legs further back, until Kara could feel the muscles burning, and thrust his cock hard into her pliant arse. Kara dug her fingers deeper, more painfully, into the flesh of her buttocks and shuddered, as every thrust tore at her anus. the pain blossomed teasing her nerves until it transformed into ecstatic pleasure and Kara surrendered herself to it, and the man inside her.Kara felt his body pressed tightly to hers, the length of his cock filling her anus and their heartbeats mingling, even as he rammed harder and harder, the sound of their sweat slickened flesh filling the room, as their bodies slapped together. Kara was grunting with every thrust, her guttural cries an erotic contrast to her normally cultured tones. She felt his cock swell and, for a moment, he was motionless, his cock bathed in the heat of her tight arse. Kara felt the shaft of hs cock stiffen and screamed triumphantly as his balls tightened and he began to spray hot threads of his seed deep into her arse. The hot, stinging, splash of his semen made Kara's body spasm in an intense, shattering orgasm. Pinned helplessly, she writhed beneath Andrew's body, impaled on his cock, until she collapsed, exhausted, while he eased his softening cock out of her anus, holding her still while he looked at the thin ooze of his semen as it dribbled from her, now gaping anus. Kara hurried from her office, the hard points of her erect nipples chafing against the slick silk of her blouse. She had taken to wearing the below bust corsets, that Andrew had introduced her to, beneath a heavy top, as part of her office attire. She could feel the eyes of her male colleagues, as they appraised her erect nipples, pressed against the smooth cloth. The knowledge of their lust and the sting of her buttocks left her wet and excited, more than ready for her sojourns under Andrew's tutelage.Martine arrived, punctual to the second, as Kara left her office and stood with the rear door of Andrew's sleek limousine open. Kara could see the hint of a smile curving the woman's mouth into an attractive bow, as they exchanged glances while she settled herself against the cool leather of the back seat. She listened to the soft double click of the door closing and felt the smooth acceleration as Martine guided the big car expertly through the building traffic.Kara glanced at her watch and calculated whether she would have time to ask Martine to stop at her home for a few minutes, so that she could change her blouse, but changed her mind as she felt her nipples harden against her silk blouse, anticipating the sweetness of surrendering to Andrew's mastery of her mind and body. Martine slid the car expertly to a halt by the kerb and hurried to open the door for Kara to alight. Kara nodded to her and hurried up the steps to the gleaming front door. As usual, the door had been left unlocked for her and she pushed it open to step inside the long cool hallway. As she hung her jacket behind the door, she saw the note, in Andrew's careful script, on the table beneath the coat rack. Slitting it open with her thumbnail she read the short instruction, telling her to wait for him downstairs.Quickly, Kara walked the length of the hallway and climbed down the steep, concrete, steps that lead to the room where Andrew had whipped her bare bottom. Even now, the remembered sting of the silken cords lashing across the taut mounds of her buttocks excited her and made her already wet pussy dribble down the inside of her thighs. Pushing the door open, she found Andrew waiting for her, wearing just a pair of dark slacks. Moving close to her he pulled her to him and pressed his mouth hungrily to her lips, his tongue thrusting against her teeth and forcing its way inside her mouth. Kara groaned deeply into his mouth and relaxed into his embrace. Still embracing her with one arm, he slid his hand between their bodies and cupped her small, rounded breast, the swelling curve emphasised by the tight corset that she wore all of the time now. The nipple, erect and hard as a hazelnut, quivered between his finger and thumb, drawing a long gasp of pleasure, as he gently tugged and squeezed her delicate flesh.Slowly, he unfastened the pearl buttons, exposing more and more of her silky skin to his exploring fingertips, until her blouse hung open and he could reach higher, cupping her breast in his warm hand and rolling her nipple between his finger and thumb. Kara moaned and arched her spine, pressing her breast more firmly against Andrew's hand so that she could feel his rough caress against every possible inch of her skin. Andrew pushed Kara to her feet and over to the centre of the room where an old-fashioned vaulting horse had been set up, in place of the bed. Kara knew that Andrew wanted her to bend over the back of it, her breasts pressed hard against the rough leather surface. Obediently, she bent at her waist and Andrew hooked his fingers in the waistband of her skirt and yanked it down to her ankles. Kara gasped at the rush of cool air against the shaven, damp lips of her pussy and then shivered as Andrew slowly ran his hands down one thigh, past her knee, until he had her ankle in his hands and was guiding it to the splayed leg of the vaulting horse. She felt him fasten her ankle to the wooden leg with a thin leather strap and then, swiftly, his hands were caressing her other thigh, sliding downwards. It took a moment, but her other ankle was swiftly fastened and she was bent over the vaulting horse, helpless.Kara heard Andrew behind her, moving closer and then, without giving her a chance to protest, he had covered her eyes with a, heavy, black velvet blindfold, fastening it tightly so she could not see. Kara swallowed nervously as she heard the rustle of something being taken out of a paper bag. She felt something cool, but roughened, stroking the side of her face and then disappearing to slide over the bare skin at her shoulders. A moment later she felt the same rough coolness against the other side of her face and then across her bare shoulders. Andrew gripped her chin and squeezed, his fingers digging into her cheeks and forcing her mouth open in an agonised pout then, with his other hand, ran the leather strap he had been stroking over her face and shoulders across her lips.Kara could feel the strange coolness and contrasting rough and smooth surfaces and smell the masculine tang of dressed leather, even though she could see nothing, apart from the occasional flash from beneath the material. Andrew leaned over and she could feel the warmth of his breath as he spoke.“Welcome to your next training session, dearest Kara,” he murmured gently “Thank you, Sir.”Kara tensed a little as Andrew drew the tip of the leather strap along the back of one thigh and along the crack between her buttocks, making her shiver with the caress against her skin. Slowly he drew the smooth side across her buttocks and then the rough side, tormenting and teasing her with the contact. Kara moaned deep in her throat as the leather rasped against her skin and then yelped when he drew his arm back and swung the leather across the cheeks of her arse with an earsplitting CRACK!Kara stiffened as the leather smacked into her tender buttocks, instantly raising a bright pink welt across both cheeks. She wanted desperately to reach back and massage her violated flesh but stayed still, knowing that Andrew expected her total surrender. The leather hissed through the air, like a striking snake and she felt it bite into her delicate skin again, reddening it and making her nerves burn.The first stroke of the leather across her tight arse sent dark sparks of pleasure directly to Kara's clit. She sobbed, frustration gripping her body, as she waited for the next swing of the strap, unable to beg Andrew for a release from the building excitement because the ball held her tongue pressed onto the floor of her mouth. Involuntarily, she reached back towards the reddened skin of her buttocks, only for Andrew to catch her wrists and bind them, swiftly, with a silk scarf. Kara felt Andrew's hand on the back of her neck and sensed the shift in his weight, as he raised the strap high and brought it down across her arse, marking it with another fiery stripe and making her jerk in his grasp. She tensed for a third blow but Andrew anticipated her reaction and slowly dragged the end of the strap lightly across the pair of welts he had decorated her buttocks with. Kara shivered and sobbed around the ball in her mouth, her saliva drooling from the corners of her lips, just as it did when she sucked on his cock.Andrew suddenly flicked his wrist, sending the leather snaking across Kara's bottom, just a finger width below the previous welt. This time she could not even attempt to reach back and touch the inflamed skin, so she had to content herself with a shiver of excitement. The room was filled with the scent of the warm leather, mingled with the sharper sweetness of her dripping pussy. Andrew pressed the tips of his fingers between Kara's thighs, running them along the length of her slit, parting the soft folds that were gummed together by the juices that had begun to ooze from inside her and trickle along the inside of her thighs. Kara shuddered at Andrew's touch and tried to tilt her hips so that his fingers would slide deeper into her hot, moist passage but he drew his hand back and swung the leather again. Kara heard the crack of the strap against her bottom before the searing, burning sensation that seemed to ignite her clit and she moaned, low in her throat as Andrew parted her cheeks with his fingers and slowly dragged the strap along the crack and across the tight bud of her anus. The dark pucker tightened and seemed to wink, invitingly, as Andrew teased Kara, the leather a gentle caress, this time.Tears mingled with Kara's eye make-up and made clownish streaks as she sobbed in frustration, her arse and pussy achingly empty while her jaws ached where the gag forced her mouth open. She heard the strap swish through the air and, before she could brace herself, felt it crashing against her tender, sensitive, bottom. Her arse was crimson now and she felt as though it was burning up. Even while she was shuddering from the blow, trying to control her rebellious body, Andrew cracked the strap against her flesh, this time along the length of the valley between her buttocks.Andrew laid the strap aside and released her ankles from the wooden legs of the horse, leading Kara over to the narrow bed that had been pushed into a corner, pushing her, belly down, onto the mattress. She felt his fingers, unfastening the gag and the blindfold and she drew a huge, shuddering breath, deep into her lungs. Before Kara could speak, Andrew was spreading her thighs and probing the wet cavity of her pussy with two fingers, his thumb resting on her anus, rubbing in circular caresses. Kara lifted her hips and gasped as she felt a third finger stretching her pussy and the tip of Andrew's cock sliding along the sweaty valley between her buttocks.Andrew moved back and bent over Kara's reddened bottom, pressing his lips gently, tenderly against her hot skin in a caressing kiss. Slowly, his fingers still massaging Kara's dripping pussy, Andrew laid a pattern of feathery kisses on her inflamed buttocks. Gradually, his mouth moved towards the dimple at the base of her spine and then, imperceptibly onto the start of the valley that deepened between her buttocks.Kara felt the pressure of Andrew's fingers, as he eased her buttocks apart, exposing the puckered ring of her anus. Slowly, he ran the tip of his tongue down the crack of her arse until it brushed against her tight ring. Kara arched her back, pressing against the bed with her elbows, her dark hair fanned across her shoulders. Andrew pointed his tongue and, gently stretching her anus with his fingertips, slipped the tip into Kara's bottom, swirling it over the sensitive dark ring and easing it inside, tasting her. Kara groaned deep in her chest and felt her pussy tighten and her belly cramping a little with the sensations filling her body. Her aching pussy oozed a little more moisture, perfuming the air with the sharpness of her sex.Andrew moved his mouth away from Kara's bottom and blew gently across the opening of her anus. Kara spasmed briefly at the contrast as his breath cooled the moisture bedewing her arsehole and then Andrew was turning her onto her back and gently parting her legs.Kara felt the velvet hardness of Andrew's cockhead against the lips of her bald pussy and groaned a murmur of encouragement as he pressed forward, opening her slowly and gently, by easing his cock into her wet passage and sinking its length slowly into her vagina. Kara lay beneath Andrew, pinned to the bed by the cock impaling her sodden cunt. Andrew slowly rocked his hips back and forth, pulling back until his cock was almost slipping out of her cunt and then ramming harder and deeper so that his balls slapped against her arse. Kara was grunting like an animal, her pleas of 'fuck me fuck me' barely distinguishable from the rutting sound she made with each thrust.Grabbing her ankles, but with his cock buried all of the way to his balls in her cunt, Andrew draped Kara's legs, both of them, over his right shoulder, twisting her spine and tightening her cunt. Kara's hair spread across the pillow and her breasts jiggled as he thrust his way viciously into her cunt, her thighs pressed against his chest and their bodies meeting with a wet slap.Kara was too tight for Andrew to last much longer and roaring triumphantly, he felt his cock swell and start spraying his load of virile, hot sperm into Kara's womb.Kara fell deeply asleep, cradled in Andrew's arms. She did not stir as he slipped from her embrace and, stooping a little, lifted her from the mattress and carried her out of the basement room and upstairs to the master bedroom. There he laid her on the crisp Egyptian cotton sheets that covered his bed and drew a fine sheet, barely thicker than a piece of gauze over her somnolent form.Kara slept deeply, almost dreamlessly, only once turning to reach out for the warmth of Andrew's body. As she slept, Andrew showered and shaved, splashing a dab of the sharp scented after-shave lotion, which he wore in the daytime, against his face. Then, his body cleansed and fresh, he slid under the sheet and gently pressed himself into Kara's firm buttocks, plastering himself along her sweat-slicked spine.Kara stirred and opened her eyes, feeling the pleasant ache between her loins, reminding her of the sensations she had thrilled to as Andrew had gently but passionately made love to her. she moved again and felt the hot throb of Andrew's cock, pressed along the crack of her arse. Slowly she shifted position, using the sweat that was pooled between the cheeks of her bottom to moisten the shaft of his cock.Kara may have fantasised Andrew thrusting his cock into her unprepared anus but, realistically, she knew that the pain of such a violation would far outweigh the pleasures that she might gain afterwards. Even thoroughly laved and lubricated with her saliva and her sexual juices, his cock was large enough to tear her a little. Almost instantly, Kara was rewarded with a stiffening of Andrew's cock and she felt his hands on her hips, holding her. She struggled for a moment, trying to turn onto her belly and lift her arse to take his hardening cock, but he held her, one hand gripping her hip tightly, while the other guided the head of his swollen cock between her buttocks until it was pressed against the centre of her anus.His grip tightened as he shoved his hips forwards, the head of his cock stretching her anus and then tearing through, so that she cried out in a mingling of pain and pleasure that was both her pleasure and her craving. Even as she cried out and her eyes streamed with hot tears at the pain of Andrew's forceful intrusion, Kara was pushing back against his loins and bearing down to open her bowel, so that his cock could slide deeper into her rectum.Kara could feel Andrew's breath against her neck, as he thrust forwards, driving his swollen cock deeper and deeper into her arse. She felt his grip relax and his hand move along the front of her thigh, pressing her back against him, adjusting the angle of her body, so that she remained impaled on his cock. Andrew curled his hand under her knee, lifting it back so that her pussy was opened a little. Kara's eyes widened and she realised that Andrew had angled the mirrored door of his wardrobe so that she could see herself, her legs splayed and her clit obviously erect and swollen as he thrust his cock into her arse. She watched as Andrew pushed deeply into her pliant body, observing the curve of breast to hip and the darkness of her hard, erect, nipples against the cool milky mounds of her breasts.“Do you like what you see?” Andrew murmured into her ear, “You like watching yourself responding to the feel of my cock filling your beautiful arse?”“God yes!” Kara hissed back, “but I need you to fuck me hard, please, just fuck my arse.”“You have beautiful tits, my sweet, and your arse is so tight and hot”With his last word, Andrew drove his cock hard into Kara's bottom, feeling the delicate membrane at her entrance tearing a little and making her eyes water. Kara could see the merest hint of her blood on the shaft of his cock as he withdrew and she smiled, taking a perverse and dark pleasure in the knowledge that he split her bottom again, despite his efforts to be gentle and considerate. For a few long moments, the only sounds in the room were their pants as they coupled, mingled with the slap of wet flesh against wet flesh, as their sweat soaked bodies crashed together. Kara felt his cock stiffen inside her and knew that again, she would be treated to a sample of Andrew's hot, thick sperm, this time, where she liked best to feel it - in her arse.Andrew roared and, with a deeper than ever lunge that buried his cock, up to his heavy balls, in Kara's arse, he unleashed a torrent of sperm, plastering the inner walls of her bowel and rectum with stinging splashes of his semen. Kara shuddered, feeling the quaking inside them both subside and smiled as she wondered whether this could be her favourite way of being wakened in the morning. Gradually, sensation and strength returned to her and Kara was able to heave herself upwad pulled her firmly to him, pressing her body against his own as he thrust his tongue into her willing mouth. Kara felt as though she was melting against him as Andrew gently explored the warm moistness, his tongue probing and entwining with hers as his hands pressed her body against his.With a smooth, fluid grace, he stood and lifted her to her feet, then took her hand and led her into the bathroom. The double shower warmed quickly and Kara was grateful for the warm caress of the water on her skin as Andrew began to spread velvety lather from the bar of soap in his hand against her skin. His hands lingered over the taut swell of her breasts caressing her skin and gently pulling on her nipples to draw them out from the darker smudges at their bases.Kara leaned against his chest and ran her hands along Andrew's flanks and down his spine, even as his fingers teased her buttocks apart and he soaped the cleft between them with the most tender of caresses, the touch of his finger against her sore and tender anus making her flinch and then tremble with barely suppressed lust and need.Andrew carefully rinsed their bodies and, turning the water off, wrapped Kara in a huge, soft bath towel, taking her hand and leading her back into the bedroom. Carefully laying her on the bed, he unwrapped the towel and looked down on her nude body, glistening and sweet smelling from his gentle laving of her skin. Kara closed her eyes and released her breath in a gentle sigh, relaxing as Andrew's hands spread her thighs and positioned her legs, so that she was comfortable on his bed.Reaching down by the bed, he picked up a can of unperfumed shaving gel and began to spread it over the soft down that covered her mound, working it into a rich foam with the tips of his fingers and spreading it over her pussy and down the cleft between her buttocks, until she was thoroughly 'bearded' with it. Kara seemed to sink into the softness of the mattress, her will stolen by the gentle thoroughness of his massaging fingers and it was all she could do to open her eyes at the gentle snick of him opening an old-fashioned straight razor.Kara stiffened as she felt the cool kiss of the razor blade against her skin and then Andrew was drawing it over her body in a smooth sweep, the hair lifted away and cut, before she realised. Andrew pulled the skin taut with one hand and guided the razor through the silky curls with his other, making her pussy more and more bald with each stroke. Kara could feel the caress of the air in the room and it was making her pussy moisten in anticipation as Andrew used the razor to remove every trace of hair from around her anus. He laid the razor aside and inspected his handiwork, then used a warm cloth to wipe away the last traces of the foam from her skin.Kara relaxed again as Andrew laid the razor to one side, her tension evaporating. The new experience, having somebody else shave her, had been unbelievably intimate and, now that she had a bare mound again, in a strange, dark, way liberating. Andrew had not finished, yet as he poured a few drops of lightly scented, soothing oil onto her freshly bared skin. Kara groaned, deep in her throat as Andrew's skilful fingers massaged the oil into her tender mound. Then he sat, looked down, into her eyes, and kissed her mouth, gently, tenderly, feeling her lips part as she opened her mouth to him.Kara's eyes widened as a glimmer of an idea ignited in her mind and she murmured, indistinctly, into his mouth. Andrew lifted his mouth away and she reached up, pulling him close and placing her lips next to his ear.“May I return the favour?” she asked that “I'll be careful.”Andrew held her eyes, for a moment, and then nodded, slowly, cautiously.Kara pushed Andrew onto his back, savouring the ease with which she controlled him, knowing that without his surrender, at least for the moment, she would have stood not the slightest chance of moving him against his will. Then she took the same gel as he had used on her and began to smear it along his cock and balls. The tingle of the gel, as it foamed, had his cock swelling and stiffening almost instantly and Kara treated him to a devious smile as she used her elegant fingers to spread the resulting foam as thoroughly as he had done on her.Kara opened the razor carefully and gingerly pulled the skin taut across Andrew's groin, the razor slipped across his skin without effort and cut a swath through the dense curls around the base of Andrews cock. The tip of Kara's tongue peeped from the corner of her mouth as she concentrated on keeping her hand steady, so as not to nick the delicate skin around his cock. His balls felt larger and heavier than she remembered, as she pulled the skin taut, before a deft and delicate sweep of the blade removed the hair.It took Kara a little longer to shave Andrew, as she was particularly careful not to nick the skin, but soon, too soon for her liking, she had his cock, balls and the cleft of his bottom completely bald. then she covered her palms in the same lotion that he had caressed her freshly shaven mound with and began to massage it into his cock and balls.Andrew groaned as his cock stiffened under Kara's slippery caresses and she smiled to herself as she felt him hardening with every stroke. Her hands cupped his balls, one fingertip slipping further back to gently caress his anus and then, taking a firm grip on his cockshaft, she stroked her hands along the length of his swollen member. She looked closely at the plum-coloured, swollen head, and flicked her tongue into the slit, collecting the drop of pre-cum that had collected almost from the first touch of her fingers.Slowly she began to caress and tease Andrew, for Kara was determined to feel his hot sperm shooting into her mouth. She knew the taste of his seed, for she had sucked it off his cock many times, but she had yet to feel the force of it splashing into her throat, and now she needed to make that surrender to him. Her hand slid slickly back and forth along the length of the hard flesh, wrapped in her fingers and she watched carefully, not his face, not the tip of his cock, but the smooth skin of his scrotum, waiting for the tightening of his sac that would herald his climax and the spraying of his thick hot cum.Andrew could feel the caress of her hand and breath on his cock, the tickle of her silky hair, dry now after their shower, against his thighs. His whole body became a clenched, trembling fist, his balls tightened until he imagined they would burst and then Kara had lunged forward, plunging his cock into her mouth and feeling the first drops of his cum splashing onto the back of her throat. Her mouth full of the taste of him, Kara lifted her head and Andrew's sperm sprayed onto her face and down across her breasts, like a string of liquid pearls.Kara fell back against the bed and then, grinning wickedly lifted herself to look across at Andrew and murmur into his ear, “Thank you, but now I need to shower again.”Andrew opened his eyes, rolled onto his side, and spent a moment watching Kara, as she slept. Softly, using only the tips of his fingers, he traced the sensuous bow of her lips, caressing the line of her smile. Her mouth curved in a smiling pout and she sighed, without waking. Andrew leaned over and kissed the corners of her full lips, gently teasing her mouth open and slipping his tongue inside. Still sleeping, Kara responded, relaxing her jaw, and Andrew's tongue explored the warm moistness of her mouth as he stroked his fingers across her firm breasts. Kara slowly opened her eyes, awake but eager to savour the kiss and accompanying caress of her breasts. Her whole body still felt as though she were glowing with the energy of their tryst the night before, although anus still felt bruised and tender from Andrew's forceful thrusting into her ass. Her pussy ached in a different way, the muscles tender from the force of her orgasms squeezing her empty pussy closed.Andrew's hand moved lower, as he drew curls and lines against her skin with the tip of one finger. Circling her clit, Andrew ran the tip along her pussy lips, still swollen and engorged from her last night's arousal. She shivered as his finger slid easily inside her, caressing the taut walls of her vagina. She reached for him; her fingers caressing the familiar heat of his cock, feeling him stiffen in her hand as the blood throbbed against her palm. Slowly she stroked the length of Andrew's cock, remembering the weight of it in her hand as they had washed each other before falling into their shared bed and drifting into a deep sleep. Now it seemed heavier, thicker, as her hand moved over the velvety skin, easing the hood of foreskin back from the head. Andrew had his finger deep in her pussy, caressing her from the inside and coaxing a flow of her own juices to coat his finger. She bit her lip, gently, to keep from begging him to fuck her as the caresses and the feel of his cock in her hand, combined to ignite her need for him to take her and use her.Andrew eased his finger from between the lips of Kara's pussy and moved it a little further back, along the cleft between her buttocks until it rested lightly on the puckered ring of her anus. Kara flinched, as the tip of his finger pressed against the torn flesh where he had rammed his cock into her ass and pounded her into total surrender. Her buttocks were sore and she could imagine that they were bruised with the marks of his body when he had thrust so deeply. Even now, with the memory of the pain she had suffered as Andrew had rammed his cock past any vestige of resistance fresh in her mind, she craved another ass-fucking.Kara felt the pressure of Andrew's hand upon her leg, gentle but insistent, and obediently shifted her leg a little, spreading her thighs and displaying her smoothly shaven pussy. Andrew looked into her eyes and holding her with his almost hypnotic gaze lifted himself over her, his knees between her thighs, his cock sliding through her grasp. She felt the heat of his body on her skin, as Andrew eased forward, the tip of his cock brushing against the lips of her pussy, before pressing against the hard bead of her clit. Kara shivered again and purred softly in the back of her throat as Andrew rocked back and forth rubbing the head of his cock against her hard button.Kara felt the bed shift as Andrew reached down between them and adjusted the position of his cock, rubbing the tip between the lips of her pussy. Kara lifted her head and looked down, between her thighs to watch Andrew's thick cock sliding into her wet pussy. Moaning softly, Kara concentrated on the sensation of Andrew's cock as he stretched her wet pussy; to Andrew it felt as though he was easing himself into an oily silken glove that was wrapped around the shaft of cock.“Aaah,” Kara whimpered, “that feels so good.”“Oh yes!” Andrew whispered in her ear, “you are so tight and wet.”Andrew rocked back and then jerked his hips forward, slamming his cock deep into Kara's pussy. She could feel him, inside her, filling her with his hard cock; she could feel the head deep inside, pressed against the opening to her womb. Lifting her head, Kara watched as Andrew withdrew his cock, sliding the glistening length out of her pussy until only the head remained between the lips of her pussy and then slammed the whole length back into her, pinning her to the bed. She watched as he did it again, almost slipping the head of his cock out of her pussy, then driving back into her with a force that pushed all of the air out of her lungs. Kara moaned under her breath, the brutal invasion of Andrew's cock arousing her with every thrust and the slap of their bodies filling the room.Andrew pulled his cock out of Kara's dripping pussy, making her whimper in protest as her pussy contracted on the emptiness where his cock had filled her, only a heartbeat before. She looked along her body, past her spread thighs, at his cock, jutting straight towards her. “Please,” she mouthed, “fuck me.”“Turn over,” Andrew growled, “and get your ass in the air.”Kara scrambled to obey and turned on to her trim belly, lifting her firm rounded buttocks and pressing her small, girlish breasts against the bedclothes. Her nipples were swollen and hard, crushed by her slight weight against the cool linen of the sheets. She waggled her bottom provocatively, tightening her buttocks and arching her back, so that her wet pussy opened invitingly. She heard, rather than felt, the crack of Andrew's palm against her buttock; the slap was more to position her for his thrusting cock than to cause anything more than a momentary sting. Kara felt vulnerable as she waited, obedient, for Andrew to take his pleasure. She bit her lip, anticipating the burning pain in her anus as he sodomised her; instead, she felt her pussy invaded and Andrew drove his cock deep into her pussy. Kara could hear the wet squelching sound as he thrust to the depths of her tender pussy and she felt a hot trickle of her juices, forced out of her as Andrew forced his cock inside. Though she was well lubricated, her pussy was still sore from the orgasms of last night; as Andrew had forced those same orgasms from her without filling her pussy she was still tight and the force of his thrust brought a sob of perverse, pained, lust from her throat. Her fingers clutched the pillow, bunching into fists as she felt Andrew's cock deep inside her, filling her and pounding painfully with every thrust. Andrew's fingers dug into her soft skin, as he pulled Kara back against his thighs, forcing his cock further into her aching pussy. A thin film of slick moisture spread across her shaven mound and the tops of her thighs and she could feel the warmth of his body and the weight of his full balls as they smacked into her bottom with each thrust.“Oh God,” Kara whimpered, “Don't stop, fuck me hard, please fuck me.”She knew that she must sound like a slut, begging Andrew to fuck her and arching her back, so that his cock could spear her deeper with every thrust. Even the stinging slap across her buttock, just as a horseman would position his horse with a swat on its rump, had only added to the excitement recalling the time he had whipped her tender bottom with plaited silken cords. She remembered the prickle of his pubic hair against the fine welts and the memory fuelled her sluttish need for his cock inside her.Andrew watched the length of his cock, as he slid it into Kara's aching pussy, every stroke added another slick layer of her juices, until he was covered from tip to balls in a thick sheen of pearly liquid. Reaching between her thighs, spread so that he could thrust as deeply as possible, Andrew gently squeezed Kara's clit, making her sob into the pillow as he tormented her with a series of slow, gentle, strokes with his forefinger and thumb. Her nipples were hard, aching where they were pressed harder into the bed with every vicious thrust of Andrew's cock, and they throbbed in time with each thrust. Andrew watched as another wave of excitement rippled through Kara's body and her anus opened a little as he rested his hands on the cheeks of her bottom. He could see the reddened tear in the tight ring, where he had rammed his cock into her ass the night before and the memory of her cry made his cock swell inside her pussy. Kara was pushed beyond endurance by the pounding cock, deep in her pussy.“Fuck my ass,” she begged, “Please, fuck my ass hard, shove your fact dick in my ass.”Andrew heard the desperate plea, as she sobbed out the words and knew that she was almost ready. Easing back, until only the head of his cock was snuggled inside her pussy, he leaned forward and allowed a thin dribble of his spittle to drip onto the puckered ring of Kara's anus. He knew that her asshole was bruised and tender where he had pounded his cock into her last night and, although the lubrication of his spit would do little to make it easier, it would be just enough that she would not faint with the pain. Kara felt the liquid dribbling into her and desperately wanted to squirm, as it tickled her sensitive nerves. Then Andrew was slipping the tip of his cock from inside her pussy.Before she could protest, or even draw breath, Kara felt the tip of Andrew's cock butting against her asshole and there was a moment when the pain was excruciating as his cockhead stretched her, painfully. She pressed back, panting, trying to ease his entry into her already bruised and torn anus and felt the tip of his cock enter her. Kara almost fainted as Andrew rammed the length of his cock into her ass and tore her again. Tears streaming down her face, Kara felt her belly tighten and her nipples pressing against the sheet, rubbing against the linen with every thrust of Andrew's cock. She tried to relax her ass, to allow him to slip inside her rectum more easily, but the thrill of pain with every jab of his cock kept her anal ring tightly gripped around the shaft of his cock.“Please, stop,” she sobbed, “please?”Andrew held her totally still and eased his cock out of her ass until only the head remained in Kara's rectum. Her whole body shuddered as she felt the friction, intensifying the burning of her anus and then, blessedly, Andrew was still. He looked down and saw Kara's anus, tightly stretched and bleeding where she had torn as he plunged his cock into her tight ass and the thin smear of blood that shone against the velvety skin, covering his shaft.A jerk of his hips pulled the rim of his cockhead through the ring of Kara's bruised and torn anus, the pain drawing a scream of agony from her lips, even as her body betrayed her into a wracking orgasm and she shuddered uncontrollably. Andrew flung himself down beside her, his erect cock jutting upwards, and grabbed hold of a handful of Kara's long, silky hair. Gripping tightly he drew her over, pushing her head towards his rigid cock. She balked for a second as she saw the traces of her own blood streaked along the shaft and across the head of his cock, but Andrew was insistent, pulling her closer until she could detect the coppery tang of her blood in her nostrils; her lips were almost touching the pearl of pre-cum that had collected in the narrow slit at the end.Kara realised how sluttish she must look, if anyone else had been able to see them, her gaping asshole torn and bruised, slowly closing, a thin sheen of her own blood and juices decorating the tops of her thighs. The thought drove any reluctance from her mind and, eagerly now, she leaned forward to envelope Andrew's cock in her hot mouth. The taste of her own pussy, mingled with that of her ass and blood drove her mad with arousal and she busily nuzzled the length of his shaft, her tongue bathing his cock in her saliva. Andrew growled, softly and released his fingers from her hair, stroking her head as she teased his cock with her lips and tongue. Kara could feel Andrew's cock throbbing against as she licked and nibbled at the head, her tongue tracing intricate patterns against his skin.Kara curled her fingers around the base of Andrew's cock, cupping his tight, heavy balls in her palm and then slowly stroking her hand up to the head. Pursing her lips in a pretty pout, and easing his foreskin back from the velvety head of Andrew's cock, Kara slid him into her mouth, clamping her lips firmly around the tip and pushing her head down onto his cock, caressing the ridge, as she held the pout, so that her mouth was as tight on his cock as her ass had been. Andrew laid back a little, watching his beautiful, submissive, lover sliding her head back and forth on the length of his cock. He could feel the warm caress of her tongue and the touch of his cockhead against her cheeks, as she sucked hard. He could feel the throb of blood in his veins as Kara ran her tongue over his dick and he shivered as he fought down the urge to grab a handful of her silky hair and, holding her head still, ram his cock deep into her throat. His breath hissing between his clenched teeth, Andrew pushed Kara onto her back and knelt over her, his erect cock jutting over her breasts and belly. Kara looked up at him, a little afraid that she had hurt him and now she would be punished and denied her release. Instead, he reached down with one hand to stroke, pinch and caress her clit while, with the other he stroked the shaft of his cock. Kara stiffened, her whole body spasming in a final orgasm and Andrew took the cue to release a torrent of sticky spunk across her face and nipples, coating them with a thin layer of slimy cum that instantly started to dry on her hot skin. the final spurts were saved for her mouth and, straddling her breasts, he slipped his spurting cock into Kara's mouth, smiling as she gulped down the last drops of his cum. Kara had almost moved in with Andrew; most weeks she would spend five or six nights with him, hurrying home from work, so that they could spend the evening in each other's company. He had cleared spaces in his wardrobes for her clothes, even buying her a new suit that she had liked but not been able to justify the extravagance. She had come to look forward to sleeping in his arms, to feel them around her when she woke. He had even given Marmalade, her cat, the run of the house, except for the basement, where it might injure itself.Today had been one of those days when Kara wanted to open the door and find Andrew waiting. Everybody had wanted their little piece of her and she desperately needed to surrender totally to somebody else, even if it was only for a few hours. As she slipped her key into the lock, and pushed the front door open, she caught the faintest trace of a rich, appetising aroma and heard the sound of water running. She hung her coat on the hall stand and leaving her briefcase, with her laptop inside, on the floor beneath it, walked along the hallway to the kitchen. The kitchen was, as usual spotless, but a large casserole bubbled gently in the oven and Marmalade sat watching it through the glass door. Kara glanced around, but the source of the running water was, obviously, not the kitchen. She spent a moment stroking Marmalade who had jumped into her arms, then put Marmalade gently on the floor and walked to the bottom of the stairs. For a moment, she was about to call out Andrew's name, but changed her mind and climbed the stairs, following the sound of water, to the bathroom. Andrew was bent over the bath, his feet bare, wearing dark blue jeans and a white cotton t-shirt. His hand was swirling the warm water, pouring into the bath, to mix in a few drops of perfumed essence. Andrew seemed to sense her presence and turned the taps off, then straightened and, drying his hands turned to face her.“Long day?” he murmured, drawing her close and slipping his arms around her waist, letting her head rest against his chest. Kara nodded, feeling the beat of his heart against her cheek and the warmth of his arms, gently embracing her. She lifted her head and he tilted his, so that their lips could brush and linger in a tender kiss. Kara relaxed into his arms and felt the pressure of his lips, closing her eyes, lost in the moment. Slowly, the kiss broke and she stood, panting a little, his arms still around her.“Dinner is in the oven,” Andrew told her, “and your bath is ready.”Kara just looked at him, for a moment, before replying, “Thank you, you must have read my mind.”“Would you like a hand?” he whispered.Kara just nodded against his chest and stood still, while he slid her jacket from her shoulders, catching it before it could fall to the floor and hung it on the back of the door. His fingers dextrously unfastened the buttons of her blouse, the undoing of each one accompanied by a delicate brush of his lips against the base of her neck, or on her mouth. Kara barely felt Andrew's fingers, as he slowly unfastened her blouse, but the touch of his hands against the bare skin of her tummy made her muscles flutter delightfully and she groaned softly. The soft silk of her blouse slid off her skin like oil and it was too slipped off and hung with her jacket. Her nipples pressed against the cups of her bra, prominent even through the smooth material, and they ached to be touched, caressed, fondled. Andrew glanced down, smiled and then reached around Kara's back, his fingers finding the hooks holding her bra closed. Kara felt the touch of his fingertips brushing her skin; a tightening of the material over her ribs, and then her bra was loose, sliding down her arms to free her breasts. Andrew tossed the bra into the basket for dirty linen and gently turned Kara to face the mirror. She watched as his hands slid upwards, fingertips just touching her skin, until they were cupping her breasts, her hard nipples pressed against his palms and his fingers holding her firmly. His lips brushed against her neck, just behind her ear, and she felt a thrill spreading along her nerves, making her nipples harden. She looked across, at her reflection, watching Andrew caress her, as though she was watching strangers. She saw his fingers trapping her erect nipples, the gentle squeeze of his finger and thumb, followed by a delicate tug, making her sigh. She watched his hands slide over her tummy, downwards, until he was resting his fingers on the button at the side of her skirt. She felt the pressure of his fingers, pulling her against him, and the ridge of his erect cock, pressed along the cleft of her bottom. She was about to protest, gently but firmly, when he released his hold and, with a practised flick of his fingers, unfastened her skirt. The heavy material fell, in a heap, around her ankles and Andrew's thumbs hooked into the waist of her slip, sliding the silk down her stockinged legs. For a moment, Kara looked at herself, the dark, sheer stockings like paint on her legs, the paler band of bare skin between the lace tops and the silk of her panties. She saw how they clung to her bare skin, the material a little damp, and outlined the neat lips of her pussy.Andrew slipped his fingertips inside Kara's silk panties, touching the lips of her pussy and pressing gently on the hard pearl of her clit. She closed her eyes for a moment, a shiver racing along her spine, and then his fingers had moved on, running along the puffy slit, teasing her open, so that his fingertip could slip inside. Then her panties were peeling away from her damp mound and he was sliding them down her legs, careful not to snag the sheer material of her stockings.Andrew ran his hands over the front of Kara's thighs, spreading his fingers wide, and drew them slowly closer to her pussy. She reached down and rested her palms on the backs of his hands, pressing them against her skin, but stopping him from caressing her pussy with his fingertips. She watched in the mirror as his lips curled into a slow, easy, smile and he breathed gently against the skin on the side of her neck.Dropping to one knee, Andrew slowly rolled Kara's stockings to her ankles and, with her hands on his shoulders for balance; he slipped off one shoe and rolled up stocking and then the other. Rising to his feet, he kissed her neck gently and admired her naked body, his hands resting on her hips as he kissed the top of her spine. Slowly, he unfastened the intricate knot that she wore her waist length hair in so that it could tumble over her shoulders and down her back.Kara stood naked, her own self-appraisal much harsher than Andrew's appreciative gaze. Reluctantly, he took his eyes away from her reflection and dipped his hand into the bathwater, swirling it gently as he tested the temperature. Satisfied that it was just warm enough to relax her and not hot enough to be uncomfortable, he held Kara's hand, as she stepped into the water and lowered herself into its silken caress. She felt buoyed by the water and, gradually, the stresses of the day melted into insignificance. Andrew knelt by the bath side and watched Kara's face as she closed her eyes and relaxed, her expression lightening as the essences, the warmth and the steam soothed her. Andrew picked up a washcloth and dipped it into the water, then began stroking it across her shoulders and along her arms. Kara felt a delicious heaviness sweep over her as she was buoyed up by the fragrant liquid. His hands stroked gently at her neck and then moved down, gently laving her back with the warm water. Kara sighed as Andrew's hands caressed the length of her spine and she groaned, as his hands returned to her breasts. He felt their weight as his hands encircled them and squeezed, gently, against their proud firmness. Slowly, he allowed his hands to slip lower over her tummy and to the tops of her thighs. Kara bent her legs and spread them a little to allow his fingers to stroke the sensitive flesh on the inner sides. Kara moaned beneath her breath as his fingertips moved sensuously across her skin. She could see the bulge in his denim pants becoming more and more defined as he touched and caressed her, but he still had everything tightly fastened. Andrew started the shower, testing the water temperature against his forearm and, satisfied that it was comfortable, began to wet Kara's hair. She felt the warm water running off her hair and shivered, relaxing as Andrew's strong fingers began massaging her scalp working the small dollop of shampoo into a rich lather. Slowly working his way down her spine, he carefully washed, rinsed and then applied conditioner to her hair.Carefully helping her to her feet, Andrew supported Kara as she stepped out of the bath and then he wrapped her in a fresh, spotlessly white robe, which drew the water away from her skin. Leading her back into the bedroom, Andrew eased her onto the bed, before unfastening the tie holding the robe closed and spreading it, like wings, on either side of her. Leaning over, he kissed her mouth, tenderly brushing his lips against hers and then took a soft warm towel and covered her with it from neck to toes. Slowly he pressed the soft material against every inch of her skin, his hands resting against her and then moving away, just long enough and firmly enough for the towel to collect the droplets of water from her skin. When her body was completely dry, Andrew gently lifted Kara's shoulders, until she was sitting, and propped her upright with pillows. Now he warmed a little serum between his palms and began spreading it along the length of hair that cascaded past her shoulders, smoothing the balm into each lock. Andrew stood and left Kara sat, for a moment, as the serum soaked into her hair and he washed his hands. It had a delicate scent, specially created to enhance Kara's very individual sensuality. Returning, drying his hands on a towel, Andrew came to sit beside her and began to brush her hair, gently teasing each tangle and knot out, moving the brush smoothly down its length with long, steady strokes until it lay, in a sleek, glistening cascade, along her spine.Kara felt the last vestiges of tension ebb from her body and delicious warmth spread through her body. Surrendering to the soothing touch of Andrew's hands, Kara leaned back and as he reached around her waist, linked her fingers with his and pressed them gently against her skin. Kissing her neck tenderly, Andrew hugged her to him, enfolding her in his arms and rocking her gently. After a few moments, Andrew carefully slid from his place and crossed the room to the wardrobe. Reaching inside he lifted out a long midnight blue silk robe that Kara had never seen before and brought it over. Slowly, his every touch against her skin a caress, Andrew slipped her arms into the sleeves and helped her to stand. The silk draped perfectly on her body and, catching sight of herself in the mirror, Kara gasped at the way it flattered her figure, accentuating the swell of her breasts and creating an alluring décolletage. Andrew fastened the tie around her waist and handed her a pair of soft pumps, then reached back into the wardrobe for his own, matching robe. Leading her back to the bed, Andrew gently sat her on the edge and leaned over her, caressing the hair behind her ear.“Hungry?” he murmured softly.“Famished,” Kara admitted, “I skipped lunch because I was so busy.”“It's only a casserole, but I made it this morning and it should fill us up, at least,” he replied.Before Kara could assure him that she had caught the aroma, as she had entered the hallway, and that it had smelt divine, Andrew had headed downstairs to the kitchen. Kara's tummy growled, just to remind her that she really hadn't eaten, since breakfast and she rested her hand above her navel, remembering the warmth of his hand, only a few minutes earlier.The sensuous warmth of the bath and the gentle caresses of Andrew's hands, as he tenderly washed her, were building a glow of arousal, quite unlike her needful lust, and she found her body aching for him. Leaning back, she reached inside her robe an, eyes closed, ran the tip of her finger along the lips of her pussy feeling the heat and dampness, that had nothing to do with her bath. Her fingers fond her clit, hard and swollen, throbbing in time with her pulse; she ran her nail along the length, circling the base and shuddered as her own caress relived the need, for the moment.Andrew pushed the door open and carried in a large tray, with their dinner on. There was a hearty portion of casserole for each of them, with cheese and fruit and coffee to follow. Setting the tray on the dressing table, Andrew opened the wardrobe and pulled out two bed trays, with short legs, so that they could eat in bed. Kara settled back against their pillows and smiled appreciatively, as Andrew placed her meal in front of her. She lifted a forkful of meat to her lips and placed it on her tongue, chewing and swallowing, letting the savoury richness fill her mouth. The aroma made her mouth water and she ate with gusto, murmuring softly with the pleasure of eating.In almost no time, their plates were cleared, almost cleaned, and they were sharing slices of tart apple and sharp, crumbly, Lancashire cheese. The tang of the cheese and apple cleansed their palates of the richness left by the main course and the coffee, chosen by Andrew to be light and bright on their tongues countered the somnolence induced by her bath and the richness of their dinner.Andrew cleared the trays away, leaving only their coffee cups on the bedside tables and eased himself onto the bed beside her. His arm stole around her shoulders and she leaned against him, her hand resting against the bare skin of his chest, in the vee of his robe. His lips brushed the top of her head and she cuddled closer, pressing herself to his body. She felt her nipples pressing against the silk of her robe, hard and tender at the same time, as she rested her hand on Andrew's thigh. Kara lifted her head, to look into Andrew's eyes, and he leaned down, just a little, to kiss her mouth. Kara felt his tongue brush her lips and parted them, allowing his tongue to slip inside. Gently Andrew explored her mouth, his tongue probing, as he unfastened the tie of her robe and pushed the silk aside, his hand warm against the smooth skin of her belly. Their kiss deepened, the touch of Andrew's hand exciting her as he moved it to cup his palm against her breast. Andrew found her nipple with his fingertips, drawing them along it, stroking it and pulling gently on it. Kara moaned softly into his mouth as his fingers caught her other nipple and circled the base. She could feel the dampness, well wetness really, building between her thighs and she ached for him to cease tormenting her. Andrew paused momentarily, looking lovingly, lingeringly at Kara, unconsciously spreading her legs and bending her knees to offer herself to him. Slowly he slipped his hand down, across the smooth plane of her belly until his fingertips rested either side of her clit and bent his head to her again; this time his mouth found her breast and, as he curled his middle finger, slipping it inside Kara's wet pussy, he flicked his tongue across the tip of her nipple. Kara trembled, arching her spine to thrust her pussy harder onto Andrew's finger, and groaned softly. Andrew released her nipple and kissed the swell of her breast, the tip of his tongue tracing cool patterns on her flushed skin. Andrew brushed his lips over Kara's belly, feeling the skin flutter beneath his kiss and slowly moved his mouth lower. She felt his lips brushing the mound of her sex and her fingers clenched against the bedclothes while she moaned softly.For a fleeting instant, Kara realised that she was totally at Andrew's mercy; that he was in control of her body and need not violate her roughly or painfully sodomise her, tearing her. Instead he could torment and torture her with kindnesses and caresses, his hold over her absolute, his control of her complete. Then any reasoned thought fled from her mind as he ran his tongue along the lips of her pussy and over the tip of her clit and she abandoned herself the sensations that flooded through her. Andrew smiled as he tasted Kara's juices, the musky scent of her arousal exciting him, even as his fingers spread across her thighs and teased the cheeks of her bottom apart, so that he could caress her puckered, delicate anus. His mouth moved lower, and as she arched her back, he slipped his pillow beneath her hips, raising her bottom off the bed.Kara caught her breath as Andrew moved on the bed, lifting her thighs so that they draped over his shoulders and bent to lap gently at her pussy, then along the cleft of her arse, until he could swirl the tip around her tight ring, moistening her with her own juices. Kara groaned as she felt his tongue touching her and gasped when he thrust gently and penetrated her anus with the tip. Reaching down, she hooked her hands behind her knees and pulled hem back into her chest, offering her pussy and ass to him, vulnerable and trembling with excitement. Andrew waited, teasing her with his tongue, swirling it against her skin and flicking the tip into her anus.“Please, she whispered, imploring, “fuck me, Andrew, please.”Andrew lapped at her pussy again, feeling the trembling of her body and slowly traced her anus with the tip of his tongue. His tongue worked busily along the slippery lips of her pussy and the dark ring of her anus, and then he slid his thumb into her pussy pulling it out smeared with her creamy fluids. Kara released an explosive gasp as Andrew pressed his thumb slowly into her anus, feeling it tightly gripping him. Her buttocks tightened and her tight ass rippled, drawing his thumb deeper inside.“Please,” she begged, “fuck me. I need you to take me.”Andrew covered Kara's body with his, spreading her legs wide, while she pulled her knees back to hold herself open for him. His cock, hard and swollen, pressed between the lips of her pussy and he eased forward, sliding the head inside her. Kara hooked her feet behind Andrew's thighs, pulling him deeper into her, with his cock buried in her sopping pussy, the tight curls covering the base of his cock pressed against her smoothly shaven skin. “Yes!” she hissed into his ear, “fuck me!”Andrew rocked back, withdrawing the length of his hard cock until only the head was left between the lips of her pussy, then drove it back inside her until his thighs slapped against hers and she was pinned to the bed. Kara moaned into his ear and bit gently at his shoulder with her white, even, teeth. Andrew felt her gripping his cock, as he slipped it deep inside her. Kara was breathing heavily in his ear, almost panting as Andrew thrust rhythmically inside her, her legs scissored around his waist as she bucked upwards. His mouth nuzzled into her neck, his teeth nipping at her skin as he moved lower, to capture her nipple between his lips and suckle gently on her.“Oh God!” Kara gasped against his shoulder, as Andrew rammed his cock fully into her pussy, holding her still as she clutched at him, clawing at his shoulders with her fingernails. He could feel her whole body tighten, her pussy rippling against the meat of his cock. Kara cried out as she felt her belly tighten pleasurably and a tiny, tremulous, ripple of energy raced along her nerves. She felt her heart race and the pounding of her blood in her nipples and clit was driving her almost out of her mind. Kara knew she needed to cum, but Andrew was tormenting her, easing back just as she was on the edge of an orgasm, fiendishly holding her on the edge. He could see the lust and the need, shining in her eyes, but he was going to make her voice that need. Kara was gasping now, her face and body glistening with sweat and her nipples hardened into bullets. She knew that she would have to say what she needed him to do to her, that this was just another aspect of his hold, his control of her. She could feel his cock inside her, filling her, but he desire was darker, more perverse.“Andrew,” she whispered, “please will you fuck my ass?”Andrew kissed her neck but, otherwise, was still. He even managed to keep his cock motionless inside her, subduing the urge to ram it hard into her that filled his mind. Slowly he kissed her, rocking his hips so that she could feel his cock inside her pussy. Kara whimpered into Andrew's mouth, her body tightening, almost enough to make her cum, and Andrew was still again.“Please,” she sobbed against his shoulder, “fuck my ass, I want your cock in my ass.”Andrew kissed her neck, just behind her ear and then eased his cock out of her pussy. Kara relaxed for a moment, unlocking her legs from around his waist and lying breathless and sweaty in his arms. Then he was straightening, holding her thighs, just above her knees, in his hands and pushing them back, lifting her ass in the air. Kara felt his hands gripping her, forcing her back and felt deliciously vulnerable as Andrew hooked her knees over his left shoulder and leaned forward, forcing them further back. She felt his fingers spreading her buttocks and brushing against her anus, making gasp in pleasure, and then he was guiding the head of his cock to her and pushing, stretching her with the swollen head of his cock.Kara whimpered as she felt Andrew's cock pressing into her ass, stretching it as he pushed harder. She reached down and dug her fingers into her buttocks, pulling her cheeks apart to ease the passage of his hard cock, tears filling her eyes as the stretching of her anus became uncomfortable, and then painful, until she felt the tender ring give, with a momentary flash of exquisite pain and he was inside her. Kara's anus burned as Andrew pushed his cock deeper, and a hot trickle along the cleft of her ass told her that the hurt was from his cock tearing her slightly. She could feel his cock sliding into her ass, the thin smear of her blood easing the entry a little.“God!” she hissed through her teeth, “that hurts!”Andrew paused, waiting, with Kara bent and pinned beneath him, wondering if she wanted him to ease his cock out of her, or to wait, or as she had begged him to, carry on sodomising her. Kara dispelled the moment of doubt.“Don't stop,” she pleaded, “Fuck me hard in my ass, make it hurt, please.”Andrew kept the pressure on her thighs with his hands, pushing her away, until his cock was only just inside her anus, and then slammed into her, plunging his cock right into her rectum, making her scream from the pain and pleasure combined. Kara pushed back, opening her ass for his cock to slide in and out, her anus pouting around his cock as he drew it back.Andrew pushed her thighs apart, spreading them wide, as he drew his cock back out of Kara's ass. She lifted her head from the pillows to loo down between her thighs and watch the length of Andrew's cock disappearing into her anus and reappearing a moment later slick and stained with thin streaks of her blood from where he had torn her open. The sight, along with the slow, tortuous, teasing was too much for her to bear and she began to spasm, her pussy and ass tightening as Andrew slammed his cock into her. “Ohh Godd!” she screamed as Andrew held her tight to his loins and his cock swelled in her ass, jerking as the first splashes of cum pumped into her rectum. She could feel each spurt as it blasted into her tight ass, stinging and burning as he emptied his tight, heavy balls into her helpless body. The spasms took her, and she bucked on his cock while he held her tight, her head thrashing against the pillows and her hair whipped across her face as she orgasmed violently, screaming hoarsely every time she felt the splash of his hot spunk inside her.At last, Andrew's cock was drained and, as it softened and shrank a little, he eased it out of Kara's ass. The ring of her anus felt bruised and tender but, as she relaxed onto their bed, Andrew saw the corners of her mouth curl in a contented smile. He lay beside her, both of them catching their breath, for a moment, and took her into his arms.“Thank you,” she whispered hoarsely, a catch still in her voice, “you were wonderfully brutal with me, just the way I needed it. Later, you can do anything you like with me.”As they both contemplated her promise, Kara and Andrew held each other and rocked themselves to a restorative sleep.

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