Chapter 7 ELLA #2
She cried out, her thighs quivering as the orgasm exploded through her body, her hands gripping the arm of the chair, sweat breaking out on her brow as she saw stars behind her eyelids, the pleasure still sailing through her, swallowing her, sending flying, gasping for air.
Zee’s hot mouth crashed against hers; he swallowed her next cry and kissed her with a possessiveness that sent another shock wave of pleasure through her.
“That’s my girl. What do you say?” He wrapped an arm around her, supporting her because her limbs were heavy and limp.
“Thank you for punishing me, Master. Is there anything I can do for you?”
“Your pretty face needs to be fucked, my slave. Get on the floor.”
He smacked her ass, sending a fresh wave of pain through her buttocks.
She slid to the floor, spread her legs, tipped her mouth up.
Zee’s eyes burned with possession that sent shivers down her back.
Before she could reach for his zipper, he shoved down his pants, releasing his big, thick cock.
“Open, hands behind your back.”
She obeyed, instantly wet, even though her pussy throbbed with sensitivity.
He slid his cock in between her waiting lips and thrust, deeply, no warmup, not easing into it.
Her Master was using her and that sent a thrill of excitement through her as he thrust into her mouth.
It made her tingle with need; him using her like this was exactly what she wanted.
Her lips closed around his cock, eager to taste his skin, to take his thickness in her mouth.
He thrust deeper, and deeper, and she swallowed, because he had spent many nights training her, instructing her on how he expected her to serve him.
And this is where she was happiest, when he was using her.
It gave her a sense of satisfaction; it lit her up, made her so happy, she danced with ecstasy. And she knew it was in contrast to where her head had been.
Looking up at the pride in her Master’s eyes, she knew this was why he was doing this to her, so that he could reset them.
He was showing her.
Reminding her of her place, claiming her.
She gagged, spurting on his cock but he drove deeper, and grabbing her hair, he pulled her up and down, matching his motions.
His brows furrowed, he moaned like an animal, grunted and spurted as she gagged even more on his big cock.
“On all fours, now!” Zee pulled out of her mouth so fast it hurt her lips, but she scurried to do as she was told and got on all fours, giving him her ass.
“Whose ass is this?”
“Yours, Master.”
“And what should I do with it?”
“Fuck it, please, Master. Please give me your cum in my ass,” she shrieked out the words, as he was already gripping her ass cheeks apart, sliding his cock into her sensitive whorl.
He slowed down his thrusts, because he’d never harm her.
“That’s my sweet ass, so needy for cock I just slid right in!” Zee thrusted, deep and deeper, until Ella’s breath came out in sharp pants, making her sound like an animal being taken and claimed.
His teeth grazed her shoulder, he pulled her hair, and he pounded into her, without mercy, fast and deep.
Her pussy was wet, juices leaking between her thighs as she rocked back on her knees, in time to his wild thrusting.
This was what she needed.
And she didn’t care what others thought.
What she and Zee had was something rare and precious, and suited them perfectly.
She was his partner, his wife and his slut and she needed to be reminded of that every now and then.
Taking care of her meant everything to him.
“Yes, oh my god! I love your cock in my ass!”
“Love it or not, you’re taking it!” Zee ground out above her, his words shooting a thrilling chill down her spine.
He pounded her so hard, her breasts met the floor, his body’s heat seeped into her and her ass stung every time he thrusted forward.
Her head swam with the pain-pleasure and her vision grew blurry.
“Where do you want my cum?”
“I want your cum wherever you want to put it, Master.”
“Yeah?” The note of amusement made a part of her brain take notice, even as her arousal climbed higher.
He gave one more thrust, his balls slapping hard against her sore ass, then he pulled out, grabbing her ass cheek in his fingers, he then moved so she was between his legs, and he was standing over her head.
“You’re going to lick up whatever you don’t catch, slave. Open.”
Ella opened her mouth, stretching her neck as high as she could without hitting his cock.
Zee gripped his cock in his palm, stroked it once, before drops of cum leaked out in an arc, the warm salty drops hitting her tongue, her chin, but much of it on the floor.
Ella whimpered, eager to please him, her body trembling with arousal as she put her head to the floor, her tongue sliding out of her lips.
“Get every drop, pet.”
His tone sent hot pinpricks of desire through her and she let out a whine as she swiped the sticky hot liquid up with her tongue, slurping, not letting up, intent on cleaning that floor.
The pleasure this gave her had her flying, almost to another orgasm.
She swayed, rocked on her heels, moaned with her whole self as her tongue swiped against the hard floor. Obeying, that was all that mattered.
Her tongue grew numb as the floor shined with her saliva.
“Come here, girl.”
Ella looked up, licked the salty cum off her lips and wondered how long Zee had been sitting in the armchair and she noticed for the first time, he still had his shirt on.
Ella crawled over, and he lifted her in his lap, bringing her to his chest.
“I love you, Master.”
“I’m the luckiest man in the world. Love you, Ella.”
He pulled a blanket around her and held her until her breathing deepened.
"Come here, dear heart, time to get you clean."
He gently guided her to the bathroom, steadying her while he cleaned her breasts, her stomach and between her legs.
“Thank you.” Her voice was thick, her thoughts slow, as if she was in a dream.
“I will always take care of my girl.” He led her to her side of the bed, patted it. She climbed in, wincing as her ass hit the cool sheets.
“You might want to sleep on your stomach tonight, Ella.” He stroked her hair, the pride evident in his touch, in how he looked at her.
“I love you, Master.” And back to normal, with her sense of peace and purpose restored, Ella drifted to sleep, knowing there was nowhere else in the world she’d rather be.