Seeing Dante James

Dante James is the man everybody should go to when there's a sexual kink you just can't work through.

My name is Jewel Clarkson and I'm an officer of the law. My job is one where I can rarely hand over control. But with him, I can.

With Dante James I don't need to be in control of anything. He will take over. He will have control over my body, my juices, my soul. Even my mind.

When I'm with him, I belong to him. I am his.

I call him master. He calls me a number of names. But I know to answer to any. I know to follow his orders and as I look up from my position on my knees, I see him.

I see his oily muscled body. The only material on his flesh are the tight leather trousers that hang low on his hips.

His smoky grey eyes meet mine before he speaks.

"X marks the spot Jewel. Come to me."

"Yes master."

He crouches low to the ground and uses one long finger to beckon me.

I crawl to him. Slowly, and sensually. I'm already naked and as I make my way to him my juices run.

He will have me. And he will have me any way he wishes.

I finally reach him and lean back on my heels, awaiting my next order like the good slut I am.

"Now that you've reached the X, you're going to give me a show worth watching aren't you Jewel?"

"Yes Master, I am."

X is a toy. It is a dildo attached to a pole that will thrust, jerk and vibrate once the switch is clicked.

The pole can be extended, shortened and turned. Last time he had me restrained on the cold ground and flattened the pole so that the toy could penetrate me with no movement on my side.

I came a lot.

This time he wants to challenge me. I can see it in his eyes. He wants to push me to places I haven't been. He wants to see the mental fight between my mind and my body.

"Stand up. And keep your feet either side of the pole. Don't move."

"Yes master."

I'm fast, and once I have taken the position, I stand still with my hands behind my head. My elbows pointing outward.

He pulls the pole so that the toy is resting at my hole. I'm wet enough that we don't need lube, but he still spreads the liquid onto the silicone penis.

"You are a good slut aren't you Jewel?" He asks before standing up and looking me square in the eyes.

"Yes master."

My core tightens with the anticipation. It's these moments I need. I crave this. And Dante James will give me whatever I need. However I need it.

"Keep your hands behind your back and spread your arse cheeks. Hold them like that until I tell you otherwise."

"Yes master."

And as soon as I have done this, he clicks the switch on the toy.

It shoots up into me and twists within the vibrations. It's rough, fast, violent. It's what I need today.

My spreading my cheeks like this, makes things feel different. It almost feels like my arse is being used to.

The toy pounds me quick and it doesn't take long for my first orgasm to hit me.

It blows me away and I struggle to keep my position. My hands want to pull away and my legs want to give my pussy the freedom it craves.

My master takes a step closer. His eyes are dark and intense. He does nothing but click the switch again to speed the toy up.

And then he straightens, unzips his trousers and shows me his huge beast.

"You want to suck him, don't you slut?!"

"Yes master." I cry out. "Yes I do."

I come again and my moans become louder, faster.

"Well I'm not going to come to you. Bend over and make your mouth reach me."

I bend slowly as another orgasm pushes at me. And I'm bent at a ninety degree angle with my hands still spreading my arse cheeks and I have to stretch my torso out.

But I can reach. Almost.

I snake my tongue out and land a touch on the tip of his monster when he grabs my hair in a tight grip and arches my neck back.

"Did I tell you to begin, whore?"

"No master." I cry out, my orgasm has just blown and the toy is even deeper this way.

"What do you say?"

"I'm sorry master."

"What are you sorry for?"

"Trying to taste your big dick without your permission Master."

"Good girl. Now beg me to taste my dick."

It feels as though my body is too excited and I try hard not to writhe and let the sensations attack me.

"Please master. Please let me taste your big thick dick. Please let me suck on your cock until you tire of me."

And then he pounds to the back of my throat. He fucks my mouth just as hard as the toy fucking my pussy.

I gag on the beast in my throat and my eyes run.

He tells me how much I love it. How much more I want.

And it's as I'm coming for maybe the eighth time that he tells me this is only my warm up.

PART 2

He pulls his beast from my throat and I gasp for breath as I come yet again. I can't handle anymore, but I know he's not finished with me yet.

He drags the tall bench over to me and pushes it against my lower stomach.

He bends me down over it and snaps my wrists into the cuffs attached.

My tits hang over the edge and my arms are spread out wide as I'm bent over.

He walks behind me and strokes his hand over my arse before pulling it bag and landing me a sharp stinging slap.

"Aah!"

"Beg me for more slut. Everytime I touch you, no matter what, you want more."

"Yes master," I cry out.

He slips his hand around to my creaming pussy and within seconds the vibrating clit clamp is attached to me and pulsing strong sensations shoot through my whole body.

I come just as he let's out a number of vicious spanks upon me.

"Aww yes! Please spank me more master!"

"You want more slut? Ok, you asked for it!"

He spanks me over and over again, each lash worse than the last. I come over and over again. I really don't want more. I don't think I can take it.

"Tell me how good it is before you ask for more!"

"Oh my God master. I love the way you use my body. Aaaahhhh. You make me come so much. Nobody could ever make me come like you. Aaaahhhh. Fuck! I'll never get enough. More. Ahhhh, more. Fuck, please give me more."

I feel him pushing at my back hole. I'm tight there and have only been used once.

He uses his fingers to prepare me. He pushes two in and makes a scissors motion causing me to stretch. I explode again before his dick is even near me.

"Do you want me to fuck your arse, slut?"

"Yes master. I want you to pound into my arse with your massive cock. Please, please fück my arse. I beg you."

"Will you scream for me? Are you going to come over and over again?"

"Yes master. Yes!" I cry out, orgasms beat at me repeatedly.

Before my master pushes into my arse, he strokes down my spread legs and clicks the switch on the huge toy.

Beast mode has been enabled. The toy pounds into me and twists with a ferocity.

I cry out, I shout. I scream.

I come.

The clit vibrator and toy is too much to handle and then I feel my master slam into me with his own massive monster.

He fills me up. Stretching me with his own meat.

He has no Mercy on me.

He pounds into me, over and over again. My captured body his to use however he sees fit.

If the bench wasn't here I'd of collapsed a long time ago.

He slaps one hand against my hip so that he can fuck me harder and his other grasps into my hair and yanks my head back.

"Does the filthy slut enjoy being used like this?" He growls into my ear.

"Yes master. Oh, I love it master."

I can barely get my words out.

I'm sure I have no come left.

He uses me like this for what feels like hours. He has the toy fucking my cunt, the clamp stimulating my clit and his own massive monster takes ownership of my arse.

He owns me. Not only my body. But with each thrust, each word uttered from his godlike lips, he takes another peice of my soul.

His thrusts get rougher and my ragdoll body is abused just that stretch more.

He's pushed me past my limit. By far.

With a deep growl He suddenly pulls himself from my arse and circles round to allow his spunk to spray against my open moaning mouth.

My lower face is covered, as well as my heavy aching tits. His hot milk sticks and runs against my skin like a beast marking his territory.

Another orgasm bursts from me as he moves to switch off the angry toy. He lowers the pole and quickly releases my hands from the cuffs.

It's as he moves the bench that my body falls.

He catches me.

Always will.

And it's as my limp used body is slumped against his that he whispers to me.

"You did so good today Jewel. I'm so proud of you." He sweeps the sweat covered strand of hair from my face.

"And next month, as a reward for your fantastic behaviour, I'll have a friend join me."