Carrying her in my arms upstairs feels right. My only focus tonight is to show her why we belong together.
I may seem confident and for the most part I am. However, when I realized my dove would be Elizabeth McIntire, I had a few moments in the past few months of feeling inadequate. She is used to the finer things in life. How the hell am I going to compete with that? It’s the very same question I put to both my mentors, Carmen and Nate.
They are a husband and wife, Dom/sub couple and I have trained with them numerous times. It never went so far as having intercourse because Nate is super possessive, like I am about my dove. However, he did allow me to scene in other ways with Carmen to train me how to be a Dom and to acquaint me with the inner feelings of a sub. Especially a new one. The lesson has been invaluable.
When I brought my concerns to them, their answer was simple.
“Christopher. What you have to offer the right sub is far more valuable than anything money can buy. Within her relationship with you, she will find peace. She will find a love unlike anything she has ever known; which will encompass security, adoration, and the ability to find herself without fearing the world around her. Trust us. If she is meant for you, your bank account will not matter.”
It took me a while to be secure in that advice, but now…. Fuck it!!! She is MINE!!! It’s time I show her.
Placing her on her feet I take my time circling her and running my fingers over her naked sweaty flesh.
“Christ, dove. Do you know how fucking beautiful you are? Every time I look at you, my eyes burn with the beauty I see beneath. What you show everyone else shines bright. Look at me. Do you hear what I am saying to you?”
I stand in front of her and wait for her to look at me. When she does, I cannot see any doubt mixed in with the tears. My response is that I want to tear every motherfucker who made her feel inferior and lacking, limb from limb. It is going to take me years to undo the brokenness inside of her. But one thing’s for sure, by the time she leaves this bedroom what she won’t doubt is my devotion to her.
“Answer me baby. Do you believe what I am saying to you?” She shakes her head and sobs in the most gut-wrenching way possible. Her face is red and blotchy with snot running out of her nose, eyes swollen from the tears, and her hands are wrapped around her waist as if trying to protect herself from the truth. The thing I see is not only how fucking sexy she is even like this, but I see the pleading in her eyes for me to make her believe it.
“No Sir. How can I? I am a horrible person. Do you think I don’t hear the things people say about me? They call me a bitch, which is true. Spoiled, which is also true. But, do you know what they call me that hurts the worst, because it is the truest of them all? They call me a whore. I am. Chip, I am whore. I am used goods. A broken hot mess, which there is nothing about me that is worthy of you. Even with all of the money I have, you’re worth more than I am. Oh god. I have to go and get out of here. I can’t stay. I’m sorry.” She says as she starts to panic.
She begins to turn and run from me when I catch her around the waist, slam her on the bed on her stomach, and bring my hand down on her bouncing ass over and over, while telling her with finality what I think of what she just said.
“DON’T YOU EVER CALL YOURSELF A WHORE AGAIN!! SO, WHAT YOU ARE NOT A VIRGIN. NEITHER AM I. DOES THAT MAKE ME A WHORE? THAT IS THE STIGMA SOCIETY PUT ON WOMEN TO MAKE YOU SUBSERVIENT. AND, THOUGH YOU WILL SUBMIT TO ME IT IS NOT TO LOWER YOU BENEATH ME. BUT, TO FREE YOU BY GIVING US BOTH WHAT WE NEED. DO.YOU.HEAR.ME.?”
I accentuate each word with a smack of my hand and I do not expect her to answer, because she is hysterical right now. But, I need her to know I am serious.
“I was going to do this different but fuck it.” I grab her by her hair and force her chest into the bed. Taking a hold of my dick, which has been rock hard since I found her today and slide it back and forth across the opening to MY pussy. I need to make sure she is wet before I slam my cock inside of her. She stops crying instantly and bucks her ass back onto dick some more, impaling me the rest of the way inside.
“Holy Fuck dove. I knew you would feel good, but son-of-a-bitch I had no idea it would feel like my soul was being ripped out. Can you feel it?” She is so far gone right now and using my dick as her own personal fuck toy. I haven’t moved an inch because she is doing all the work. Normally I would redden her ass for moving without permission, but I know it is the demons she is trying to chase away. So, I give her a second.
“My little dove, you’re going to be such a good fuck toy for me aren’t you baby?” I ask her as I grab her hair and pull her head back. Grabbing her around her throat I pull her up, so she is sitting on my lap, while I slam my cock in and out of her pussy.
“I have no idea of what kind of limp dick mother fuckers you’ve been fucking, but there is no way a pussy this tight is any part of being a whore. Baby, your sloppy little cunt is gripping my cock so tight if it were a rubber band it would snap.” I can feel the inside of her twitching like she is preparing to cum and I cannot have that. When she finally goes over it will be in unison with me and it will be while I am looking in her eyes.
I pull out with a groan, because being in all of that wet sticky heat feels so good. She obviously agrees, because she mewls and reaches her hand back as if to reach for my cock. I smack her ass in admonishment, though I am grinning. Releasing her head, I turn her over, spread her legs at the knees, and make the mistake of looking down.
“Holy pussy fairy. Dove, you have the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen. Look at how pink and wet she is. I can hear her heartbeat baby, while it’s peeking out of its hiding spot.” I run my finger over her slit and she bucks into my hand trying to make me go deeper.
Smack.
I spank her greedy little pussy and to my utter greedy delight she leaks even more. Interesting. My little dove likes that. Deciding to test the theory, I look her in her eyes and without saying a word I commence to spanking her pussy over and over; until her eyes roll to the back of her head and she begins to speak in tongue.
“Oh god Chip. Sir. Please. Umm…. please…. I’m going to cum Sir…. please…..”
“No! You do not have my permission to come dove. Sorry baby, but I am not done playing yet. You smell like honeysuckle and cinnamon. I need to get my tongue inside you. Hold your legs open and pull them up to your ears, baby. Do not let go, no matter what. You are still not allowed to come. Do you understand me?”
“Yes Sir.” She says with a whine and a pouty face. Unable to resist, I lean in and kiss her mouth. It’s supposed to be a quick kiss because she is so fucking cute when she pouts, but it turns into a mouth fucking fest. I can’t help myself. Whenever I touch any part of her, I want more. She opens her mouth without any provocation and tongue hockey is the name of the game. I suck and bite at her mouth and lips, until they are red as fuck.
When I have abused her mouth enough, I kiss her neck and make my way to her nipples. Her tits are a thing of beauty. I blow on one, while fondling the other and she starts keening and wiggling her luscious ass around. When I wrap my mouth around one nipple she loses it. I take my time and go back and forth until they are red as well. Finally, I make my descent down to the promise land and inhale.
“Shit baby. You smell even better up close.”
I lick her from asshole to clit and know immediately I have fucked myself. There is no way I am going to be able to be without the taste of this pussy at least three times a day. Now I must figure out how to take her everywhere I go, so I can have my obsession on tap.
“Dove, what the fuck! This shit must be made, out of the Willy Wonka factory or some shit. Who the hell makes pussy this sweet?” I ask her right before diving back in. I’m so fucking greedy that I am talking dirty to her, but too gluttonous to lift my head making it sound like underwater gurgling.
“Shit! Chip. Oh god. That feels so good. I never knew. Yes. Please. I need to come. I….I… I can’t…..Sir please may IIIIIIIIIIIII…….”
Before she can finish that plea, I am up on my hunches slamming into her balls deep.
“Oh God……chip…. your too deep…too deep….”
“No, the fuck I’m not. It’s not fucking deep enough dove. When you come I need to be looking into your eyes. Now, take this fucking reaping baby.”
I slam into her over and over, while sometimes drawing it out slowly and then going hard. Back and forth between the two different penetrations. She continues to babble and plead for release, until I feel my balls start to tingle and know I will not be able to hold on much longer. I take my thumb and rub her clit in a slow motion revving her pussy up, because I need to feel her squeeze me tight. The fucking vice grip around my cock right before I release my new life serum in her womb.
“That’s a good girl. Fuck baby. I’m about to cum within you. But, I need your fucking eyes open and looking at me. You understand? You are not allowed to close your eyes when you cum. I want you to see. Do you hear me?”
“Yes Sir. Yes sir. I understand. Just please….”
Pumping into her one more time I give her the white flag.
“Cum dove. Cum all over me.” With that she lets go.
“Yessssssssss………. oooooooooo…….shiiiiiiiiiiiit ttttttt!!!!!!” She is staring at me the whole time as am I her and I can feel it leaking out of her pussy. I continue to move in and out as we ride it to the finish together. When I slow down, lean down into her face and hold her gaze; I see the tears start to form as she realizes what it is she is finally seeing. She closes her eyes for a moment but remembers almost immediately and looks at me again. I know for sure what she saw when she asks me, “Why me, Sir.?” In a barely there, whisper.
“It’s simple, Dove. Because I’m yours and you’re mine. The rest doesn’t matter.” She looks at me for a second, before she buries her head in my neck and starts to cry and release years of never feeling good enough. Never feeling real love and not feeling like she deserves it either.
“Come on baby. Don’t cry. I can’t stand to see you so sad.” I say trying to sooth her.
“I can’t help it. My whole life, all I have wanted was for someone to love me. From my family, friends, and then from men. Finally, it just became about anyone. Now I see it has been there all these months and I have been running from it. Chip, I am so sorry. I don’t know why you stuck around with all I put you threw?”
“I wouldn’t call myself worthy of you if I gave up, because you made me work for it. What kind of man would that make me?”
She gives me a half smile sad face and kisses my neck. My dick twitches because one, his woman is still impaled on him and two, because knowing she knows now is like fucking Viagra for him. Although I want nothing more than to fuck her again from here to kingdom come, tonight was about more than that. It was about getting it all out in the open so that we can move forward.
With that thought in mind and her still on my dick, I lift her and carry her into the bathroom. Painfully I pull out, only to want to go back in once I see all of my anecdote leaking out. But instead, I once again prove why I am worthy of her and run us a bath. I add some of that smell good salt shit and carry her into the tub as I lay her back onto my chest.
In truth, just holding her is fucking heaven.
“So dove, now is the time for us to get it all out in the open. I am going to ask you some uncomfortable questions. The important things for you to note are… not to lie to me and that no matter what you say this will end the same way. With you as mine and me as yours. Understand?”
“Yes Sir.” I kiss the top of her head.
“Good Girl.”