Hardcore

Keywords: 2, My, Lady, Enslaved, Ch.,

"Author's Note: This story is part of a longer novella "My Lady Enslaved" This material is not intended to be posted on any other web site or in any other format, then the one here on the Literotica website without the expression permission from the author.

This material is copyrighted ©My Lady Enslaved 2001"

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Chloe knew he was there she could feel every inch of his hard naked body as she came awake. Ravenscar. And he was aroused! His impossibly long male penis was nudged between the crevice of her behind from where he lay with his chest against her back and his arms wrapped around her tightly. This left her cheek resting on the tightly swelled muscle of his shoulder as she listened to him snoring lightly.

At least he was asleep, she thought raggedly because it would begin again soon . . . too soon. And now irrevocably she knew that she was his . . . his completely! She understood no matter how much she could pray otherwise that Ravenscar was stronger than her own determination and will. It was because his need for revenge was driving him so blindly. He would never listen to the fact that she was not Lia. He would never believe that she had a son. A baby that she was so painfully terrified for. What had Lia done to Sebastian? And now that she had not come back, had not delivered the package, what would Lia do to him?

She was so helpless here, Chloe thought crying silently—and she was laying next to a powerful man. A man powerful enough to stop Lia and bring Sebastian back to her. Yet he would never believe her.

"What sneaking dramas are you concocting now, Lia?" Ravenscar asked in a husky rasp from behind her.

"I–I do not care if you believe me," Chloe cried miserably. "But I have a baby. And he is in danger."

Ravenscar abruptly turned her onto her back and leaned over her. "You have a child? What nonsense is this?"

Chloe gazed up at him willing him impossibly to believe her. "Even if I a-am, Lia. I could have a baby," she whispered and then she pushed the bed linen aside so he could see her breasts clearly. "How else could I be leaking milk, if I did not have a baby?"

Ravenscar's aristocratically-chiseled features frowned down at her, and he slowly brought one lean finger forward to touch the droplet of milk clinging to her pink nipple. Chloe trembled uncontrollably at his touch and the droplet fell free running over the rounded slope of her breast. Ravenscar dipped his head with his dark irises pinning hers as he lapped the droplet of mothers' milk with his tongue, leisurely following the path up over the curve of her breast. Chloe held back her moan with every once of her will, wondering desperately how he could make her feel such exquisite pleasure when she should despise him.

"It seems it could be possible that you do have a child," he murmured, gazing at her intently with banked lust and calculation in his inky-black eyes.

"I do," she whispered fiercely. She would not try to convince him that she was not Lia, but this—!

"Even still, I do not know what it could matter to me," he rasped. "You are still my whore until I release you."

Chloe's heart sank, yet she was desperate and a helpless idea formed in her mind. "I would do anything. Anything for you," she responded ferociously "If you would just get my baby back for me. He is in danger!"

Ravenscar jerked away from her and Chloe rose quickly after him grasping at the sinewy mounds of his muscular upper arms, trying to hold him. He stilled instantly beneath her touch and hissed. "I already have you."

"But it is not the same!" Chloe cried desperately. "You know that I would always try to fight you! Or-or try to escape from you, but if you got Sebastian back for me," she paused on a hurried breath, thinking hard. "If you held my baby against me then I truly would be your complete s-slave!"

Ravenscar's head dipped forward as if in deep thought making the ends of his lightly silver-streaked black hair balance and pool on the sharp ridge of his collarbone. Chloe held onto the taut muscles of his upper arms, trembling herself with desperate need. She prayed fiercely to the serene all-knowing Buddha that Ravenscar would get Sebastian back for her. Knowing as she did that she would do anything, be anything for him if he did.

"Show me," Ravenscar uttered finally, lifting his gaze to hers as she looked at him in confusion. "Suck my cock and show me how willing you will be."

Chloe abruptly dropped her hands from Ravenscar's hard biceps and scooted back away from him completely startled. She rested her hands on the mattress at her sides and looked at him nervously. She had never done such a thing before and-and Ravenscar would expect her to be some kind of expert! Like Lia most definitely would be. Yet what choice did she have?

"Y-Yes . . . my lord," she answered faintly, hoping the "my lord," would please Ravenscar in sounding subservient. He did lift his full upper lip slightly. But it could just be a sneer. Then Chloe thought to add prudently. "If you will only guide me in the way you—um—prefer . . . my lord." There had to be different ways, didn't there?

"Cease playing these games with me, Lia," he growled. "I thought you wanted your baby back?"

"I do!" Chloe exclaimed quickly. "I only wish to please you," she finished in a desperate whisper.

"Then simply take my cock into your pretty pink mouth, and cease using those soulful brown eyes on me, Rosebud," he rasped as he came up on his knees before her.

Chloe gazed at Ravenscar's jutting and throughly male penis. It was so long! So much longer than the only other example she had ever witnessed. Just that once. And now Ravenscar wanted her to take this iron beast into her mouth! It was not offensive looking but rather imposing and somehow mesmerizing. A strong appendage and the ruddy pink-colored skin looked soft even though the column beneath was rigid while the helmeted head looked shiny smooth. Strangely her nipples rucked up tightly into tiny pink spokes as she bent over bracing her hands on the bed and crawled forward before him.

"This is just the beginning, my little traitor," Ravenscar uttered. He dug his fingers into the back of her hair and she leaned forward on her hands and knees with the pressure from his hands coercing her mouth toward the helmeted head of his penis. When her mouth slowly closed around the warm crowned-head, she heard Ravenscar groan as she tasted his male essence on her tongue.

Christ, it had been so long. Harrison felt Lia's wet sultry mouth close around the broad head of his prick and he burned, it felt so good. "Take more," he commanded, pulling Lia's head forward and holding it when she might back away. "Jesus," he hissed when he felt the liquid cavern of Lia's mouth slide down over the hard length of him. However then his captive remained strangely still, yet he could not wonder at this because his baser instincts took over and he rocked his hips. God! He pushed Lia's head with his hands holding her hair like a lead at the same time he humped his hips until she was giving him the rhythm he desired.

"Suck on it, Rosebud," he rasped harshly. "Suck my cock deep and hard."

Christ! When Lia suckled her lips around his cock she suddenly became the expert he knew she had to be. No more innocent games now as she suckled and he thrust. In fact she was good. So deliciously good! Taking more of his rigid length than he thought possible with her greedy hot mouth as he watched her buttocks gyrate beneath each of his forward thrusts until his balls grew tight and he knew he was going to come. It was then he held Lia's head tighter. He would never allow her to back away from this moment.

"Uh—God!"

Chloe felt the hot cream burst into her mouth and she swallowed instinctively around Ravenscar's big throbbing organ stretching her lips. She thought somewhere in the back of her mind that she should be appalled. But she wasn't! Crazily she was excited and could not stop thinking about the way Ravenscar had put his mouth to her sex the night before.

Ravenscar was shuddering when she pulled her mouth from around his penis and looked up at his harrowed cheeks and his glazed black eyes. But just as quickly as she could blink her eyelashes, his gaze turned feral. "I want to watch you masturbate," he said thickly.

Chloe gasped in shock and maybe—maybe some excitement. She could not deny that there were times when she touched herself at night beneath the bed covers. But to have a man watch her do this! To have Ravenscar watch her. She was horribly embarrassed and confused in her feelings only she had gone so far already. She had gone so low or to such new heights she could not comprehend. Yet he allowed her no hesitations nor will of her own as he pressured her onto her back and then he stretched on his side at an angle to her. "Bend your legs to me, Rosebud, and splay your thighs."

He would see everything! Everything! Chloe did as Ravenscar commanded with her eyes closed and her body trembling.

"Your cunt is ripe . . . and wet," Ravenscar whispered sinuously.

Chloe moaned helplessly in anguish and a strange compelling excitement. Then Ravenscar's hands were on her thighs pulling her across the mattress until her naked buttocks hit his chest. OhBuddaha. He lifted one of her calves up over the bunched muscles of his shoulder.

"Put your fingers in your pussy, Rosebud."

"Ravenscar, p-please," she pleaded.

"You want your child," he hissed in accusation. "Prove it to me," he finished in a whispered snarl.

He owned her, Chloe thought desperately as graphic visions of all the ways he might use her skittered through her mind. And there was nothing she could do to stop him. There was no way to say no. And the most terrible feeling was that she was not sure that she wanted to. She had never felt so sexually charged as when he commanded her. She had never known that she could be a sexual creature.

Arching to reach, Chloe dipped her fingers into her sex finding the place of her secret pleasure.

Keywords: 2, My, Lady, Enslaved, Ch.,

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