Chapter 3

With Hannah laid out on the bed, naked, asking me to make love to her, I was hungrily devouring the banquet she had set out before me.

I licked and sucked and nibbled on each tit in turn, making sure to give equal time and energy to both. Then I pushed them together and made a titty sandwich, which I also devoured with great pleasure.

When I had enjoyed her tits enough (for now at least), I decided to explore a little further down. I wanted to see just where her sensations ended. I kissed down her front, over her quivering stomach and down onto her abdomen.

“Let me know when you stop feeling my kisses. I want to know where your feeling ends.”

“Yes, Master. I can feel that.”

I moved down a couple inches further and kissed her again. “I felt that too, Master.”

I kept doing this every couple inches or so until I reached almost to her mons. She felt the kisses, or at least she thought she felt them, all the way down.

This was an encouraging sign. I didn’t know her medical history and where her injury actually damaged her spine, but it would seem that it wasn’t as high as I thought it was. When she said she couldn’t walk and couldn’t have sex, I figured the injury occurred somewhere between her beltline and her crotch. But if she could feel my kisses lower, perhaps...

“Close your eyes. Hannah.” She did as I asked.

“Do you feel that?”

“No, Master.”

“How about now?”

No, still nothing, Master.” She started getting discouraged.

“And how about now?”

“Yes! Yes, Master, I feel that!” she said, her eyes popping open.

“That’s good. The first two times I didn’t do anything. But the third time I touched you and you felt it. Tell me, Hannah, do you have a headscarf or something similar?”

“I have a scarf for one of my outfits. Why?”

“Where might it be?”

“In my top drawer.” I opened the drawer and found the scarf. I brought it over to her side. “I want to try an experiment, Hannah. Let me tie this over your eyes like a blindfold.” I tied the scarf over her eyes and set her head back on the pillow.

“Now just relax, Hannah, I won’t hurt you. I just want to test something.”

“Okay...” she didn’t sound too confident, but she trusted me.

I laid down between her legs, moving them apart a bit so I had a little more room. Using my fingers, I spread her pussy lips apart and peered into her warm wet hole.

“Master, what are you doing?” she said.

“Just relax, little one.”

I moved a little closer and touched the tip of my tongue to her pussy lip. I ran my tongue around her pussy lips and flicked it over her clit. I could tell by her actions that she felt something – or perceived she felt something. But she wasn’t sure what it was.

I ran my tongue around her opening a couple times. I could taste her sweet juices and it was so tempting to dive right in and gorge myself on them. But I was not there for pleasure – at least not right now. I wanted to find out about her injury and her disability.

I moved around her opening until I reached her clit. I sucked the little pearl into my mouth and began using my tongue to flick it and toy with it.

“Ooh Master...” she moaned. Her hips began to slowly gyrate, whether consciously or not, and I saw her hands ball up the bedsheets. She obviously had some degree of sensation here.

I decided to test her further. As I licked and sucked on her swollen clit, I slipped a couple fingers inside her, curling them up around her pubic bone to try to locate her g-spot, that famous and infamous spot that supposedly drives women wild when properly manipulated. It had been my experience that it was a hit or miss gamble at best – some of the women I’d had loved it and some thought it was a complete waste of time. I was wondering which camp Hannah would fall into.

Hannah’s reaction was immediate and powerful. “Master! What are you doing?”

She ripped the blindfold from her eyes and looked down to see me happily munching away at her pussy. She laid her head back down and gave herself over to the strange new sensations she was feeling. Judging from the moaning and squirming she was doing under me, she was feeling something that she liked. She may not have understood exactly what was happening – after all, she was under the impression she couldn’t feel anything, but she was.

As I continued sucking her clit and finger-fucking her, Hannah’s reactions got louder and wilder. Soon she was writhing on the bed, moaning and whimpering as her newfound passions began to overtake her.

“Oh, Master! Oh, that feels ... amazing! Oooh! Oh God, yes!”

Her pussy was leaking like a busted pipe and I was busily trying to lick up as much of the sweet honey as I could. My hand was drenched and she was creating quite a wet spot under her as she flowed freely.

“Oh, Master! Please, Master, pleease...”

Hannah wasn’t even sure what to beg for. She had never thought sex was possible – it wasn’t even a thought in her mind anymore. Not only was she paralyzed and unable to walk, she didn’t have anyone to have sex with. She had been told she had no feeling from the waist down and maybe that was true back when she was first diagnosed, but as the nurse at the party said when I told her I had a friend who had been in an accident and was paralyzed, sometimes as time goes on, the body can reroute some of that and they can regain some feeling. She would probably never walk, but as I was finding out now, she had regained some feeling and this was momentous for her!

I had gotten my little sub slut all kinds of worked up. It was time to see just what I could do with her. I pulled my fingers from her and when she started to protest, I put a sticky finger to her lips.

“Shhh...” I told her.

I moved up over her and took my cock in hand. I rubbed the head up and down her very wet and slippery slit to lubricate it, and then pointed it at her hungry opening.

“I’m going to fuck you now, slut. Just relax and enjoy it, I want to see if I can make my slutty sub cum!”

“Oh God, Master, Please! Please make me cum! Fuck me, Master! Fuck your slutty submissive! Please!”

I gathered myself and prepared to push myself into her. “Okay, Hannah, we will take this slow. Not only are you still technically a virgin and not used to anyone inside you, but I want to see how this goes with your situation (I hated using the word disability around her). I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Thank you, Master.”

With that, I slowly pushed into her. I felt my cock part the lips of her pussy and slip into her entrance. I pushed forward stretching her opening with my thick cock and watching her eyes get bigger as bigger.

“Oh God, Master! Oh, I feel you! I feel you, Master! Ohh, Your cock is sooo wonderful! Oh, Goddd...”

Suddenly the head of my cock popped into her and Hannah gasped as her pussy closed up around my shaft a bit.

“It’s okay, that’s just the head going in,” I said calming her a little. I let her get used to my cockhead inside her before resuming.

“Okay, I’m going to push in further now.” I began pushing deeper into her and she once again gripped the sheets of the bed making fists so tight I could see her knuckles turn white.

“Are you okay Hannah?”

“Oh yes, Master. It feels incredible! Please go in deeper! Please!”

I pushed in deeper, feeling her pussy walls open and stretch wide to accommodate me. I knew I was the biggest thing she had ever had inside her and I took care not to move too fast at first until she had gotten used to being so filled.