Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click here
Stuart's hands freed, he tore at the button and zipper on his slacks and yanked out his already marble-hard cock. He plunged deep, her wet head absorbing him in welcome.
She pleaded, "Please, Master, take me, fuck me, own me, your slave," clasping him tight in her quaking pussy, unable to forestall her orgasm.
In contrast, he paused, stilling himself in her, reveling in the feel of his slave, his love, reacting to him as his again. Her need made her grasp his shoulder with her teeth, and Stuart welcomed the pain, savored it, as he thrust within her steamy depths.
Her second orgasm clenched him even tighter, the vise grip milking him as he coated her already dripping cunt walls with ropes of his creamy seed.
A shaking hand released her bound wrists which fell limply in her sated state behind his neck. With effort, he backed up, noting for the first time the disarrangement of the room their coupling had caused.
It was not the mess, or anything added, that Stuart fixated upon, however. It was the absence of three little words she had previously struggled, without success, to withhold. His sullen determination understood what her omission of "I love you" and also of "Tristan" meant: she had not suffered any memory loss at all.
She remembered everything.
She did not trust him.
She had lied to him.
****
To be continued...
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoTwilight and 50 shades crossed with "old Europe " and this is a mess of a story. I agree with anonymous from 4yrs ago that you can't gloss over rape and consent. There are better stories to read than this one. Ps I am from Europe....and I laughed at a duchess called Tracy!!!
Anonymousabout 5 years agoDoesn’t mean she lied. She told him she remembered dancing with him at the ball, which was before she told him (to Marco by accident) that she loved him.
That fact aside, if you go down that route anyway Why should he be surprised that the woman he’s been raping has lied to him?
Even though she is apparently as dumb as a bag of rocks and still loves him, because that’s how you see this situation a poor tormented love affair of two people afraid to admit how they feel about each other. Despite the fact that he treats her like shit and forced all this on her. Like I’ve been saying it’s nonsensical because CONSENT isn’t something you can gloss over.
JohnsKittenover 5 years agoWe are in need of more Sir.... Please give us an update to this story. There is not a lover out here in this literotica world that did not dive into this fantasy feeling like Bitsy at some point. This story has brought out a part of me I have tried to bury for years. Please don't let this story die here.
