As her master prepares to take her well-guarded virginity, Olivia fears that there's no lightness or joy to be found in her new home. It seems that the affection of her owner is not as kind as she once thought, but she can do little to fight his sexual depravity. Between potions, tricks, and status, he has her right where he wants her. But perhaps a mysterious prisoner can be her salvation from this most ultimate of nightmares?
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“Yes,” he groaned and Olivia came, this time harder as she shook and cried out. Roughly, Rurik pushed her face down on the bed and Olivia took another deep inhalation of the intoxicating scent in the room. She instantly felt better. Rurik’s hands were between her thighs again, and this time she could feel her own wetness on her thighs.
“Nearly there,” Rurik groaned, moving to the floor and pulling Olivia down with him. Olivia heard her dress tear, but she didn’t care; she was consumed with thoughts of Rurik. Moving behind her, Rurik positioned Olivia so that her hands were holding onto the bed, but she was kneeling on the floor. Rurik pushed his face below her ass and began licking her from behind. Though he had been licking her pussy before, this angle felt different. She began to slowly writhe on her knees, feeling the new sensation when Rurik began tracing her anus with his finger. Surprised, Olivia tensed up and she felt herself pucker.
“Relax,” Rurik whispered. Olivia breathed in again, forcing herself to relax. She felt Rurik slide her wetness from her front to her back, rubbing it along her anus. He began rubbing her engorged clit with one hand, while his other hand stroked her asshole, coaxing her to relax and enjoy it.
“Mmm,” Olivia murmured, her head rolling from side to side. This pleasure was sharper and deeper. She could feel it in the pit of her stomach, and she felt dirty for enjoying it so much. In one swift movement, Rurik pushed the tip of his finger into her anus and Olivia cried out from surprise and pleasure as she tightly clenched around it. Rurik groaned from arousal and slowly slid his finger in and out as Olivia’s muscles loosened.
“You’re going to love it when I fuck your asshole,” Rurik murmured, rubbing small circles on her clit as his fingertip ass fucked her.
“Yes!” Olivia cried out, not recognize her own body.
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Published January 24, 2013
by Red Garnet Media LLC.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.