Her Nemesis Master (Dark BDSM Erotica) (9 page)

As he continued to screw her with some easy strokes, the man
pulled her other breast free of the lacy bra so both were exposed,
to be looked at and played with. Fucking her gently, the lull
before the storm, the man squeezed Emily’s nipples, both at the
same time. She yelped at the new pain – an agony of ecstasy, as it
energised her body all the more, and made her extra receptive to
the buggering she was getting. The hurt in her chute had now
disappeared and all Emily knew was pure bliss in her
guts.

Then the enormity of it hit her! She was being fucked
unprotected up the ass by some promiscuous stranger, here in a
men’s changing room on the wet smelly floor. She worked on the top
floor, but she was getting buggered in the basement. How had she
sunk so low? And why was she soaring so incredibly high?

The man must have read her mind, because he grinned and
smacked her with his words.

“You’re my bottom whore, aren’t you, Blondie? Your ass has
been hungry for my cock from day one, and you know it. I own you.
You’re mine. I’ve claimed you by using you like your husband
wouldn’t dare.”

Emily let out a loud moan. She looked away from his face and
scanned the man’s body, the hard muscular chest matted with black
hair, so incredibly raw and masculine. Emily moaned again and
clenched with her rectal muscles – she clenched around the enormity
of the man’s cock wedged so deep inside her – Her Master’s cock,
claiming what it owned. Then she returned her awe struck face to
the dark sultry features that were grinning down at her.

She nodded.

The man raised a dark eyebrow, asking again.

“Yes, Master. I’m your bottom whore, and I’ve wanted this for
so long,” she confessed, accepting at last the truth. “Ever since
the day I first saw you and you told me that you would fuck me down
here.”

“Good girl, Blondie. Now you’ll get your reward.”

Emily almost feinted with the thrill of that promise. Her
inner muscles set off on a joyful dance and massaged the man’s cock
with peristaltic waves of desire – her body worshipping the meat
that was inside her.

The man groaned in pleasure as he wallowed in the surrender –
a physical melding that felt so fine. He accepted the tribute that
his cock was due, holding it stationary as flesh pulsed around it.
Then he began to pull out slowly and work himself back inside,
enjoying the friction that the tightness provided – the start of a
fuck that was long overdue, but would be all the sweeter for the
month of verbal foreplay.

In tune with the moment, Emily reached up and held her legs
open for the man. Her muscles were beginning to fail her and they
needed some help. She spread her legs wider, wanting everything in
her – wanting to give herself completely to this man. Somewhere in
the shadows of her messed up brain there was a tinge of shame at
what she was doing, but it was quickly blasted away. Shame could
come later – but now Emily needed to ride her unadulterated
lust.

“It feels good, Blondie,” said the man as he slid luxuriously
in and out, taking his time to enjoy his new bitch, “...even
tighter than I had expected - virginal tight – real snug round my
cock!”

“Thank you, Master... And it’s so big! I’ve never had anything
so big inside me.”

The man grinned at the compliment. He began to rock back and
forth a bit faster; emptying Emily and filling her up again. Emily
in response groaned and moaned and stared at Her Master in
adoration.

From slow languid strokes the man upped the pace and steadily
fucked her. Emily’s chute was a tingling mass of sensation. The
skin of her rectum stung with being pulled so taut. But if anything
she wished Her Master could fill her even more – it felt so
wonderful to be so amazingly stuffed by a cock.

The man’s fingers were now gripping Emily’s ankles, helping
her force her legs wide for him. Then the man suddenly let go and
leaned over her, supporting himself with his hands on either side
of Emily, grinning down at her – a dog sure of the pleasure he was
giving his bitch. Emily gazed back at his dark sultry eyes,
sapphire blue drowning in deep black pools as Her Master continued
to fuck her ass at a steady rhythm, pulling and pushing his cock
from the depths of Emily’s electrified bowels.

“So Blondie,” he quizzed as he continued with the shafting.
“Have I converted you? Will you be getting hubby dearest to try a
bit of anal for a change?”

Emily looked shocked. The reference to Les was hardly called
for. And no! She wouldn’t let her husband anywhere near her ass.
That would be a betrayal to the man who had claimed it... on odd
piece of logic, but there you go... Emily Johnson was a funny
case.

Her Nemesis Master grinned, reading her like a book. “Good
girl! But you’ll do it if I tell you. I’m not possessive with my
bitches – I don’t mind sharing... if there’s a reason to share that
is. Understood?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Good! But perhaps it would be best to keep it boring at home
– we don’t want to raise suspicion with a bunch of new saucy
tricks. And there will be more tricks for my bitch to learn, but
I’ll save that for another time. For there will be another time,
Blondie. You’re mine to screw whenever and however I want. Isn’t
that right?”

Emily gasped at the words. Instinctively she bucked, thrusting
her hips upwards, horrified and thrilled at being spoken to so
assertively. She lifted to meet Her Nemesis as he plunged the
retribution of his throbbing big dick deep inside Emily again,
causing her to yelp with each new thrust that he made. Emily
couldn’t stop writhing. She felt like such a dirty whore and she
wanted more and more.

“Yes,” she finally admitted verbally what her body had already
screamed. “I want you to fuck me time and time again.”

But the man didn’t look happy at the confession. “Yes
‘Master’!” he yelled. “And don’t forget again!”

To underline the reprimand, he spat in her face. Emily
recoiled like she’d been slapped hard with a lash then she returned
her gaze as if begging for more. The man gave her his raunchy
confident grin as he slowly pulled his dick all the way out. Emily
gasped at the loss. Her whole body ached to have
him back – her chute was screaming to be filled
and stretched again – her anal ring was begging to be breeched
afresh. It was! The cock was rammed straight back in, and Emily
gasped with relief. The friction of the man’s dick that tormented
at first now sent bolts of pure pleasure all around her
body.

“You’re such a slut, Blondie, aren’t you?” mocked the man as
he buried his dick fully inside Emily’s bowels. “Tell me what you
want! Let me hear you admit it.”

“Yes! I’m a slut for your cock. Please! Please fuck me,
Master! Fuck me hard. Pleeeeease!”

Emily reached up and grabbed her ankles so she could raise her
ass higher and allow the man to fuck her even deeper. Obligingly
helping, the man hooked the legs with his arms then spitting again
onto Emily’s pleading face, he started banging hard at her butt,
rutting away at her like some moon struck beast. He growled as he
fucked and Emily howled in return, panting with her lust. Her back
was a torment as she got shunted along the floor, the cement so
hard, gazing her skin – hard like the cock that mightily rode her
and ploughed repeatedly in and out of her bowels.

“You’re my fucking whore!” screamed the man as he fucked with
wild abandon. “Say it, Blondie! Tell me what you are.”

“I’m your whore, Master!” Emily cried, croaking out the words.
“I’m your fucking whore.”

More spit hit her face along with the warm breath of the
man’s laughter. It mingled with sweat and the occasional tear. She
should have been disgusted, with herself and with the act, but all
she was aware of was the burning fire of her depraved submissive
lust. Her whole body was in spasm. Her legs were fighting against
the man’s arms, desperately trying to wrap around him. Her hands
were now freed and were flaying at her sides. The waves again
flowed from her pussy and her ass. Her whole body was on fire and
ready to explode, stoked by the man’s violent shafting and his
wonderful domination.
No question about it
- she was going to come again! And the way he was now rutting, so
was Her Master.

She saw the expressions on Her Nemesis’s face, and felt the
change of his movements. She knew the man was about to come too. He
was going to come in her ass, spew out his spunk with all its
potential virulent danger into Emily’s rectum.

Bang! Bang! Bang! He was screwing like crazy. Emily’s guts
spasmed; the muscles were quivering as her hips rocked and rolled
frantically against Her Nemesis Master. Then with a final hard slam
they both screamed in unison as the man’s cock suddenly swelled and
gushed inside her, filling Emily with heavenly warmth. Her own
orgasm erupted, waves of bliss flowed through her body as she came
and came and came – a climax more powerful than she had ever known.
They both grunted and groaned as nature took its course; the
muscles inside Emily contracted as the climax ran and ran, milking
the man to fill her further with the spunk she so desperately
craved.

When the man was finished buggering her, he collapsed on Emily
spent – the pair of them panting and gasping for air. They remained
like that for several minutes – the man a dead weight squashing
Emily into the cement floor. Emily pulsed repeatedly with her
rectum, still marvelling at the enormity of what was inside her,
but slowly the man’s cock began to shrink and finally it slipped
from her, leaving her asshole feeling empty and gaping. With not
much in the way of muscle control after the pounding she had taken,
a trickle of semen spilled out and dripped onto the floor, making
her feel even more of a whore.

The man rose slowly to his knees. He looked down at his now
flaccid cock where the spoils of their union clung.

“Clean me up, Blondie.”

Emily stared at Her Master’s dark sultry face. She flicked her
eyes over to the washbasin, more in hope than
expectation.

“Don’t be silly! You know what to use.”

Emily struggled to her knees. She could feel the man’s semen
dribbling out her asshole, but that would have to wait for
attention. The man got to his feet and Emily knelt before him. Of
course she knew what to do.

She wasn’t revolted. She actually enjoyed the process as she
lapped Her Master’s spunk which coated his cock. She washed it away
lovingly, like a good slave should, and was rewarded with another
stroking of her hair.

“Good girl. I’ll be in touch.”

Emily remained on her knees, a tattered fucked cock slut
dribbling cum from her asshole, staring up at Her Nemesis, watching
him dress. Emily watched as the man walked out the door without
another word, wishing that he would stay and fuck her again – up
the ass and up her cunt, even down her throat - fuck her rough and
dirty on the piss sodden floor, and pull out at the end to shoot
his mess all over her face.

Then she shuddered at the thought. She cringed for what she’d
done and what she knew she’d do again.

Mrs. Johnson’s fall from her ivory tower was total and
complete.

THE END...

Well, not quite!

Emily’s adventures are far from finished. She’ll be back, and
so will Her Nemesis in...

Her Nemesis Returns

And

Her Nemesis Demands

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