Notebooks of a Sick Lover
Copyright© 2008 by Sally Marx
Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - This is the love story of a girl seduced by a powerful man with an immense sexual appetite. She will first become his pet, then descend to his slave, and finally his portable entertainment as they travel around the world.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Romantic Reluctant Heterosexual Humiliation Oral Sex Anal Sex Size
We spent another three days at the island, definitively the best of my life. I fell in love with you even more than I already was, and I become an absolute slave of your will. I know from now on that I would be able to do anything you ask me; no matter if it hurt me or I have to humiliate myself. I'm totally under your thumbs.
Oh, what a wonderful time we spent. You fucked me night and day, on the bed, in the bathroom, at the sofa, on the floor, at the kitchen table, on the beach, under the trees, against the walls ... I sucked you so many times that I've already drank gallons of your beloved semen.
And every time your imagination went higher and higher, discovering new ways to fuck me, each time stronger and deeper. Very soon you stopped fucking my pussy and concentrated on using and abusing my asshole, which got forcibly accustomed to your cock's authority. It got permanently dilated enough for you to penetrate me in almost one shot, what you did it almost every night while I was sleeping, making me scream until your pumping turned me on and I ended begging for more and more.
And you were ready all the time. After fucking me several times at night, one morning, while I was preparing breakfast, you stripped down my panties and melted a whole pack of butter between my buttocks and inside my ass, then bent me over the kitchen sink and broke through my rectum in a sudden strike, making me cry. Then you began fucking me with incredible violence, shaking the entire kitchen and tossing everything to the floor, except for a cream pot that you took in your hand and discharged over my mouth, dampening all my face while I kept crying. Then you put a hand over my face, pulling me back to you, and putting your thumbs between my lips. I started sucking it and you moved it in and out, as fucking my mouth. You pushed me once more with all you body over mine, spreading my breast over the toasts and jam, and your cum flooded inside my butter filled ass, dripping a strange mix of oils along our legs. You kept fucking me until your pipe, finally satiated, began to lessen. Then you retired, pulling my hairs and make me clean your cock, balls and legs. When I finished licking you feet, you leave me, ordering me to clean up the mess.
I stood there on the floor for a moment, feeling absolutely dirty and humiliated, so aroused being treated as a bitch by you, that I needed to finger my clit less than a minute to come. Then I promptly made breakfast again for you, fixing up myself in the meantime, and carried the plate to the living where you where seating, awaiting. I came back to the kitchen and washed everything before you came and told me, "Good job, sweet", looking around and approving. "You are behaving very well. You'll have your reward later".
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