Short story that i just thought up, let me know what you think...
He woke with a start. As he wondered what day it was, he tested the shackles on his wrists and ankles. He scoffed as he realized what luck he had lately, he'd been in this cellar for weeks as punishment for not knowing his place. But all he did was be in the way when his owner was in a bad mood.... But that was just an average day in the South.
Sweet whisper of sleep almost consumed him as he drifted off to sleep when he heard the door to the room open ever so slowly. Soft footsteps soon followed as a figured slowly emerged from the stairs. "I figured you wouldn't be back so soon after the last time," He smirked.
The figured hesitated, but it soon found its purpose again as it walked over to the nearest lantern and lit it. The light bathed the beautiful pale figure of the owner's wife. "I... I was just worried about you. A... All could think about was you down here... suffering." She glided quietly across the cellar to him and lightly touched his chest.
He laughed, "Worried?! I doubt that's what your feeling. I made you feel things that you husband couldn't dream of. I made you feel such pain and joy, you laid there quivering like a babe for what seemed like hours. And all the while you smiled at me wanting more." He looked at her with a mix of hatred and passion, "now let me go!"
Her innocence seemingly drained from her face as a dark shadow over came it, "NO! For once i have power over someone, and I Will abuse it!" She grabbed his manhood and played with it until he was hard, stroked it until it was shiny with his seed. She smiled at him maliciously before she put it in her mouth and played with it using her tongue.
But that pride was short lived. Right when she thought he would come, she heard the sharp snap of his restraints give way.
Quick as lightning, his hands were in her hair. Forcing her to choke on his cock. Muffled screams soon followed as she tried in vain to get air. Finally, he relented, but, he was far from done.
He tore her flimsy nightie off and bent her over in front of him, he buried his cock deep inside her. Her screams soon turned to moans of passion as she came time and time again. Soon she began to join him rhythmically as he repeated slammed into her ass.
He wasn't the least bit gentle with her. He had her hair clenched tightly in his fist, her right breast gripped tightly in the other, but, she didn't feel pain just the immense pleasure of having every inch of his cock inside of her, the pleasure of him owning her body, knowing that she had no control of the situation... She finally, just let go.
At the moment of realization, she came, the hardest she had ever before. Soon after he did too.
He pulled her to her feet and cupped her face in his hand, "Never tell anyone about this."
She looked at him dazed and pleased, "I would never do that... Master."
It was all he could do not to laugh at the absurdity of it all. "Just leave me with my thoughts, but you better be back in one week, do not make me wait any longer than that."
"Yes sir," she says with her head bowed. "I promise." She gathers what's left of her nightie, and drapes it over her body. After one look back, she limps over to the lantern and blows it out.
