Title: When She Least Expected It Part 8: The Next Act
Author: Dane Hargreaves - Visit him at Twitter
This story is © by Dane Hargreaves and used with permission.
Note: This story includes BDSM elements. It will be posted in 10 parts over 8 days.
If you haven't ready part 7, you can do so here
He held her for
a long time, stroking her hair, not saying a word. About 10 minutes later,
Candice started to emerge from her underworld, becoming cognizant of her
surroundings again. She shifted in his lap a bit, realizing for the first time
that her ass was still on fire and that a more comfortable position was
possible. She also allowed herself a little smile because (a) she had just had
the most incredible orgasm in her life, and (b) she was leaking pussy juice all
over his expensive suit. She giggled.
Damon lifted her
head to look into her eyes. “What’s so funny?”
“Please don’t send the company the dry cleaning bill for your pants, I’ll cover
widely, and started stroking her hair. They continued to just hold each other
for a while, before Candice finally asked, “Now what?”
going to believe this, but it is midnight.”
Candice did a
quick calculation and realized that they had been out there at least 2 hours.
Where the hell did the time go? She giggled again. “Time flies when you are
having fun. I don’t think I ever fully appreciated the truth to that proverb.”
But she did not want the evening to end just yet. She wasn’t fucking
Cinderella, and another thought hit her like a thunderbolt. “Well, kind Sir, I
just came to the realization that you haven’t cum yet. I believe I still have a
deal to honour.”
and said, “Yes, you minxy slut, you do.” Candice grinned – the title seemed
fitting now. He demanded, “On your back please.” Candice did as she was told,
gingerly getting off of his lap and laying on the ground. Her ass screamed at
the soft ferns below her.
He got up from
the stump and stood over her, looking down at her prone, naked body with a
lascivious grin on his face. Candice moved her hands to cover her still soaked
pussy. Damon didn’t say a word; he just shook his head. Candice put her hands
back by her side. She studied his face to try and figure out what was going
through his mind. She thought, “What the hell is he pondering now?” She didn’t
have to wait long to find out. His face turned from lusty to serious and
threatening in a heartbeat. “Here is the deal, my new slut. I am going to
straddle your face and you are going to suck my cock. Use your hands to guide
it. Do your best. The deeper you can take it, the more lubricant you are going
to cover it with. Then when I want, I am going to pull out my cock out of your
mouth and fuck you up the ass with it. The more saliva you get on my cock, the
easier it will slide into your ass. I assume that you are the kind of slut who
loves to be fucked up the ass?”
in air; the game was now back on, and it was on big time. Actually, in fact,
she didn’t know the answer to his question since she was an anal virgin. This
was new found territory, and it both scared and excited her. Candice answered,
“Oh yes Sir, I love to get fucked up the ass. Hard.” She tried to hide her
terror, but she didn’t think anything escaped his attention.
undressed, then got on his knees over her face. She reached up and grabbed his
cock, pulling it down into her mouth. She started moving her head up and down
in a slow rhythm, in and out. She had no idea if she gave good oral sex or not,
but she was giving it her best effort. She used her hand as an extension of her
mouth, sliding it along the shaft in time with the movements of her head and
mouth. Unfortunately, whenever she went too deep she would again start gagging.
She was very, very frustrated by that. She truly wished she could take him all
in, balls deep, but god seemed to have given her an unnaturally strong gag
reflex. Candice wondered absentmindedly if she could learn this skill. She had
pulled his cock out of her mouth – much to Candice’s disappointment since she
was trying so hard to learn - and shifted down to a kneeling position between
her legs. He grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs, placing her feet on his
shoulders. He then leaned in slightly towards her, pushing her legs higher in
the air. In this position, her legs were held fairly close together, with her
pussy and ass off the ground. He reached down and grabbed his cock, gently placing
the length of his shaft on her exposed, wet pussy. He lifted his rock hard cock
and slapped the shaft down on her pussy. This stung a bit, getting Candice’s
full attention. He looked at her with that direct, high beam glare again. He
asked her, “Tell me slut. Where would you like this to penetrate you?” He had
drawn out and emphasized the word ‘penetrate’, giving it a special meaning.
sure what this game was about, but went along with it. “Sir, please stick it up
my ass. Please!” He smiled at her, then looked down and stroked his cock. “It’s
gotten a little dry - I think I need to lube it up first.” He pulled it back a
bit, and touched the end of his cock to the entrance of her pussy, rubbing it
up and down to tease her. He rubbed her now exposed clit with the end of it.
Candice moaned loudly, stunned that she was aroused again, so easily. She had
to resist the almost overpowering urge to push her pussy on to his cock,
managing to hold herself still. She remembered what had happened when she had
chased his kiss. She wasn’t sure her breasts could take another biting session.
He pushed his
cock about an inch into her pussy; just enough to make her moan a bit, and just
enough to torture her. It took every effort she had to not put her hands on the
ground and push herself onto his cock. Turns out he was just placing his cock
there for comfort. He had other plans in mind. Candice noticed the glint in his
eye, and the slightly evil grin cross his face. But it was hard to focus with
that cock teasing her pussy so badly.
He grabbed her
left foot in his right hand and brought it to his mouth. He pressed her instep
to his lips. She could feel his hot breathe on the soles of her foot, and it
was fucking erotic as hell. Her pussy twitched. He slowly let his tongue slip
out of his mouth and touch her bare heel. He brought over his other hand, so
that her foot was locked in a two-handed, vice-like grip. He slowly, ever so
slowly, drew a line on her sole from the heel to her big toe. Candice squirmed
under these new feelings. It seemed to be directly connected through live wires
to all parts of her body. Maybe there is something to this reflexology stuff.
He then started
to nibble on the outside edge of her foot, starting at the heel and working
upwards towards her little toe. His nibbling was quickly turning into full on
biting, and it was quickly turning from something merely erotic into something
painful and erotic. He turned the corner at the top of her foot and started
pushing the ball of her foot into his mouth, biting down. Candice squirmed and
those feelings from a few hours ago quickly, and surprisingly, returned. This
was a completely different kind of pain, intense and focused, but sending out
sparks to other strange places on her body. Her breathing changed and she
started crying out a bit with each bite. She glanced up at Damon, and he was
totally lost in her foot. Even though they had been together only a few short
hours, she had not seen him like this before; in fact, it was something she did
not think she would ever see in him. This simple fact was a great turn on for
her. It was obvious how much he loved what he was doing, and she felt somehow
empowered to let him, if she could put up with it.
He had moved to
her big toe, and had taken it into his mouth. He also pushed his cock a little
bit more into her pussy – a very strange kind of double penetration. He then
started gently biting it, sending intense slivers of pain from her toe up into
her leg. Candice opened her mouth wide, gasping at the intensity of the pain,
crying out. He did not stop. He moved to another spot on her toe and slowly,
ever so slowly, started biting down. Candice squeaked and squealed; this kind
of pain was getting close to her limit of tolerance. In response, he drove his
cock right up to the hilt in her pussy. The squeals turned into a low, guttural
moan. The mixture of intense pain and incredible pleasure was a toxin she was
not at all used to. Her body started to shake a bit, nearing some sort of
capacity limit. Damon must have noticed, because he stopped biting into her
toe, but did not release it from his mouth. He sucked gently on it, letting it
slip in and out of his mouth. Candice had to close her eyes against the pain,
the throbbing pain, in her toe.
Damon had left his
cock buried up to the hilt in her pussy, but now he slowly pulled it out.
Candice was expecting him to pound it into her again, but instead he inched it
in slowly. These new feelings, these changes of pace, these mixtures of pain
and pleasure were pushing her into another world – again. She closed her eyes
and let herself go, giving herself up to her master. Her breathing started to
return to normal as she descended into her other world.
Damon let her
left foot fall on his shoulder, and pulled his cock out of her pussy. Candice
moaned again at the changes, but kept her eyes closed in a position of
subservience. He then grabbed her right foot and pressed her instep against his
lips. Candice knew exactly what was coming, but she was incapable of movement,
incapable of resisting. She had let herself go completely. As he started
lightly licking the sole of her foot, he slipped his well lubricated cock down
to the entrance of her ass. He also put his right thumb over her engorged
clitoris. Candice squirmed with pleasure when he started lightly rubbing her
clit. She could feel the beginnings of another orgasm.
As he started
biting the outside edge of her foot, he started pushing his cock into her ass.
Candice moaned loudly at the double sources of pain, and possibly pleasure?
Damon rocked his cock back and forth, slowing opening her anal sphincter for
him. After all, she was an anal virgin. Her pussy was reacting to what was
happening, dripping her natural juices down and into her ass.
her hips up on her hands slightly, lifting her hips to improve the penetration
angle. Damon leaned forward slightly, and started pushing his cock into her ass
a little bit harder. Damon now had about half his cock in her ass. The pain was
intense, focused. Candice opened her mouth, letting out a loud sigh before
filling her lungs with fresh air. The pain was also exquisite; Candice wasn’t
getting used to it, but she seemed to need it. Right here, right now. Something
in her DNA was changing.
biting the ball of her foot. Candice cried out in pain and....lust? She
screamed out, “Fuck Yes!”
pulled her foot away from his mouth to stare at her. “You fucking slut! You
even open her eyes, just screamed again “Yes! Fucking bite me! Fuck my ass!”
Damon’s eyes slammed wide open, and he paused for a second. He took her big toe
in his mouth, and gently held it between his teeth. He slowly increased the
intensity of the bite, drawing excited, low pitched squeals from Candice. Then,
with no warning to her whatsoever, he rammed his cock into her ass, right up to
the hilt. At the same time, he bit down on her toe. Candice screamed out, “Oh
my god, oh my god, oh my god!” Like some valley girl. But she couldn’t help it;
she was completely and totally overpowered. Tears were welling in the corners
of her eyes, and she shut them tightly to help control their release.
fucking her ass slowly. He moved his teeth to another spot on her big toe and
stated biting down again. Then he quickly shoved her small foot halfway into
his mouth, clamping down with his teeth. Candice squealed some more. He held
his thumb stead on her clit, letting the movement of their fucking move her
clit across it. Candice felt her orgasm building.
started really pounding her ass, the pain and pleasure was exquisite. Within
seconds, it proved to be too much for Candice, and she came violently,
spastically, thrashing on the ground beneath him. It was so intense that she
started screaming out loud with every mighty contraction of her body. Candice
gasped continuously; she just couldn’t get enough air into her lungs. Finally,
when the orgasm started to subside, Candice started to cry. She had no idea
why, but she couldn’t control it. Tears just came pouring out of her.
pulled himself out of her ass, and lay down beside her, rolling her into him.
She cried quietly on his chest for about five minutes. Sobbed. Candice had no
idea why. It just came out of her and she couldn’t stop it. Damon just held
her, stroked her hair, let her get it out. Candice realized he had been here
and done this before, but she didn’t care. She just had to release her
was able to get herself under control. She looked up at Damon, and asked, “What
was that all about?”
He smiled at her
and said, “That reaction is not unusual. The human body can take only so much
mental and physical stimulation. The endorphins run amok. One way to release it
is by crying.”
smiled up at him. She felt utterly and totally spent, a complete rag doll. She
smiled at him and asked, “I am not capable of moving. What are we going to do?”
“Wait until we
are capable of moving.”
smiled and moved her head to a more comfortable position.
It took about 20
minutes for the cooler night air to bring them back to reality. He got up
first, washed himself off with a wetnap
and his handkerchief, then he quickly put on his clothes and helped Candice to
her feet. He helped her get dressed, holding her steady, then put his jacket on
her. She put her flats on very slowly, and was surprised that although both her
feet and her big toes had been bitten repeatedly, the pain was already
dissipating. She could walk just fine. Then they just stood there in the
shadows in a motionless hug. Finally, they broke apart and Damon held her hand
to guide her through the forest back to the path.
Once at the
path, he put his arm around her shoulders and they walked back towards the
hotel. It was a lot longer of a walk than she remembered. When they emerged
into the light at the front entrance to the hotel, she noticed the doorman just
staring blankly at them. She must have had the worst post-fuck hair in history,
she was carrying her shoes, and her beautiful dress was dirty and crumpled. She
thought to herself “Why don’t I just carry a ‘Just got fucked up the ass’ sign
on my forehead?” Normally, this scene would have sent her into a rage, but it
just seemed to catch her funny bone. She started giggling immediately. When
Damon saw what she was giggling at, he burst out laughing. This of course, fed
her, and Candice started laughing uncontrollably.
They were still
giggling as they entered the hotel and crossed the floor to the elevators. Once
they reached the elevator banks, Candice looked at Damon and asked him which
room he was in. He replied, with a smile, “Yours”.
grinned and said quietly and without a hint of resistance, “Okay.”
A few minutes
later, Candice let them into her room. She headed to the bathroom to clean up,
calling back to Damon, “Help yourself to a gin and tonic from the little table
out there, or anything else from the honour bar.” She reached into the shower
and turned the knob to the correct temperature setting. After stripping down,
she stepped under the hot water cascading from the wide head shower on the
ceiling. It was like she was in a totally weird, fucked up heaven. Everything
hurt; her nipples, her breasts, her pussy, her buttocks, her anus, her feet and
her toes. But she had never felt so used up, so spent, so...fulfilled and
happy. It was a new experience for her. She just stood there, letting the water
wash over her.
Candice was too
tired to move. The soap was too far away. Lost in her thoughts and with the
water pouring over her head and ears, she did not hear the door to the shower
open. Damon circled her from behind, slipping his arms around her waist and
pulling her close. Candice just leaned back, resting her head on his naked
chest. They just stood there in silence for a while, enjoying the hot water
falling on them. Candice’s mind was completely blank, completely at ease.
Candice, it didn’t stay that way for very long. Through the mists in her head,
she realized a terrible truth. Candice turned to look at him, and said, “I just
realized that you haven’t come tonight! I still haven’t completed my end of the
Damon smiled at
her, “I know that, but I had to let some time pass so my slut can recover. It
sounds like she has.” Candice smiled at him. Damon smiled back, then said, “OK
Slut, wash my penis.” Candice turned around and grabbed the lovely soap that
the hotel had supplied. Taking the soap between her hands, she rubbed it
repeatedly, working up a foamy lather. She stared at Damon the entire time, not
even looking at the soap, with what she hoped was her best, most erotic “I’m
gonna do you” look.
the soap in the corner then knelt down in front of Damon. She took his penis in
her hands and gently rubbed in the soap lather. She smiled as she felt an instant
reaction, but still didn’t remove her eyes from his. When she had really worked
in the soap, much to his pleasure, she backed up a bit so the shower could
clean off the soap. Her face was inches from his erect cock while it was being
washed off by the water. She tore her eyes from his, and focused on his cock.
She frowned slightly at the fact that she couldn’t just jam it down her throat.
She thought, “Damn! I wish I could do that for him right now!”
Candice took him
in her mouth for the third time tonight. This time she was determined to finish
it. She started sucking his cock, taking it as deep as she could, then pulling
it almost all the way out. She teased the head of his cock with her tongue and
kissed the shaft from base to tip. She tried to remember everything she ever
read or saw about blow jobs. Finally, Damon reached down and grabbed her head,
which Candice knew was likely a precursor to his orgasm. Candice closed her
eyes and tried not to panic; she really, really wanted to at least swallow even
if she couldn’t deep throat. And that was the deal she had agreed to!
It didn’t take
long. Candice felt his grip tighten on her hair, and tried to prepare herself.
He grunted and shot a huge geyser of come into her mouth. Candy could feel
herself convulse at the thick liquid pooling in her mouth, but did not give in
to it. She clamped her lips wrapped around his cock, not allowing any spillage.
Through shear will power Candice managed to choke back her convulsions and
swallow it down. She squeezed his cock with her hand and she rubbed him up and
down with a steady rhythm. A second, third and fourth stream of come shot into
her mouth. Candice came close to losing it once, resulting in a burst of air,
saliva and a little cum out the corner of her mouth, but swallowed almost all
of it. Candice kept him in her mouth even after he had finished coming. When
she pulled him out, there was a little spittle of come hanging from the end of
his cock. She looked up at him, and he just stared into her eyes, and nodded.
Candice looked back at the long drip, and oddly, with some hesitation given
what she just did, lapped it up with her tongue and swallowed it. There was
only a slight convulsion on that one.
down and pulled Candice to her feet. He looked into her eyes, and said “That
will do for now my slut. I’m just going to have to train you better.”
and said, “That is a positive, my dear Sir”. They held each other a while, then
left the shower and dried off. Walking into the bedroom, they collapsed on top
of the covers. She rolled into him. They barely had time to say “Good Night”
before they passed out.
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