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Keywords: 3, Ch., My, Lady, Enslaved,

"Author's Note: This story is part of a longer novella "My Lady Enslaved" Which is being posted in 4 to 5 installments here on Literotica. This is the 3rd. 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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She had changed again. —Changed again with the coming of the baby . . . damn, her. Harrison paced his study, brooding. Well this evening he would disabuse her of any notion that the features of their relationship had changed. Even one degree. He had done what he had to do for Sebastian out of commonsense and this evening he would again begin his campaign to make Sebastian's mother his sexual slave until she— .

"—Raven, this gown is beautiful."

Harrison turned quickly, not believing that he'd been so lost in thought that he had not heard Rosebud entering the room. Christ, she was exquisite and the gown was a bare complement to her lush curves. How was he ever going to keep his commitment to—.

"—Raven, I do not know how I will ever be able to repay you for everything you have done. Bringing Sebastian back to me was—."

"—I did not," Harrison rasped sharply, interrupting Rosebud as he gazed down at her. She had moved so close to him the skirts of her gown brushed the tops of his evening shoes.

"You didn't," she exclaimed, appearing extremely startled as her hand clasped his forearm.

"No, I did not. And I will be extremely interested to hear from you just who you believe had Sebastian and how they would know to deliver him here." His gaze raked her stunning décolletage as he lowered his voice menacingly. "And how, Rosebud, they would give him up without payment if he were truly kidnaped in the first place, and in danger."

Rosebud immediately backed away from him, clearly upset as she clutched her arms about her small waist. "Oh, Raven," she whispered helplessly.

He stalked her then, stalked her until she backed into the arm of the settee and could go no further while he towered over her and finally reached out to grasp her bare shoulders. She was trembling and she dropped her gaze to his chin. "I do not know, Raven," she whispered, tensing for his reaction.

"It is just as well, Rosebud," he rasped. "For it would never do, were I to become the least bit fond of you." She gasped in reaction to this and tried to pull away from him, however he held her and whispered roughly, "I have a need for you, Rosebud. A need for you now, this instant."

Harrison fully expected Rosebud to fight him and was taken by surprise when she relaxed beneath his hands and further stepped into an embrace of her own making. Her arms circled his waist and her cheek rested on his lapel. "Yes, Raven. —Anything you desire," she murmured.

Damn her— . "I want you from behind," he uttered in a harsh rasp as he grasped her buttocks through the silk of her skirts. Two lusty handfuls, then he deliberately pressed his thumb into the crease of her bottom until—. "Here, Rosebud, I want you here."

Rosebud gasped once breathlessly, and shivered, clutching his biceps through the superfine material of his evening coat. Her face burrowed into the crisp linen of his shirt. "Raven, I —."

"—You will not deny me," he charged, swinging her around to bend her over the arm of the settee. Instinctively, she threw her hands out to catch the bottom cushion as a brace for her palms. "Lower, Rosebud, bend over more," Harrison commanded as he held Rosebud's hips steady from behind and gazed down at the gentle expanse of her nape.

"If y-you wish it," she finally murmured hesitantly, then she lowered her upper body to lean on her elbows over the armrest, raising her round silk-covered derriere upward to exactly the right position.

"Oh I wish it, my elusive little darling," Harrison whispered, huskily. "My nature is perhaps darker than even yours." Without pause he swept her purply-black silk skirts upward in one fluidly aggressive motion revealing her wholly naked ivory-fleshed buttocks. She wore nothing but black silk stockings that reached upward to her mid-thigh and were held in place by red garters with tiny white satin rosebuds. Her knees instantly clamped together as he took hold of her plushly rounded hips.

"R-Raven," she gushed in a pleading and uncertain exhale.

For himself, he was momentarily rooted. A statue of churning masculine ardor at the sight before him. What could he say? What could he think? He was hotly aroused as never before and very nearly excited. Rosebud's siren-shaped ass was a man's lustful dream of femininity. The crevice was intoxicating and the little peek of her rose petal pussy lips that he could see was inebriating. He rotated his hands on her hips drawing on her pearly-white flesh and separating the inspiring crease of her ass just enough too— .

"Oh," she gasped, squirming her entire bottom beguilingly as she tried to keep her knees clamped tightly together. Yet it only served to firm and define the rounded contours of her delicious ass, rotating the womanly plump cheeks upward and arching the small of her back downward more. He continued to separate the sultry crease of her ass with the pressure of his fingers kneading her bottom. The entrance to her anus was pretty pink and crimped tightly.

"Spread your legs, Rosebud," he commanded. "I will see all of you."

"Sacred Buddha," Chloe whispered helplessly. She was hotly excited and coldly terrified at the same moment. The mixture was so volatile that she felt as if she could struggle and faint at the same instant. Raven's domination of her somehow engaged her sexual desires until feeling faint and then clutching the cushions beneath her, she slowly separated her legs for him. Exposing herself shamefully to him until cool air brushed the separated folds of her sex and her body quivered with the emotions assaulting her.

Raven's long scorching fingers continued to hold open her buttocks as he whispered dark erotic urging's above her. "I will start slow, Rosebud. Just the head of my cock first. Stretching your tight little hole bit by bit."

Chloe tried to breathe with her breasts heaving erratically as Raven's big insistent hands heated her bottom cheeks with a circular rubbing motion. Then all his fingers spread wide as he stroked over the trembling curves of her buttocks pushing her silk skirts higher until he held her bare waist nearly encircling its entirety in his large hands. "Then I am going to fuck you hard, sweet witch."

Chloe quaked uncontrollably as Raven pulled her waist toward him and her hips arched higher as her shoulders dropped lower. She clutched her fingers into the cushions above her head and a whimper escaped her throat, a sudden catching sound as her thighs and bottom quivered. She felt the brush of Raven's satin evening pants and then the outline of his large erection as he rolled the impression over her buttocks, teasing her with the size and length. How could she take this thick pole of him inside her-her— .

"You will take all of me," he murmured in a barely caught whisper. "The entire length in your tight ass," he finished on a bare breath.

"Have mercy, Raven. I-I don't think I can," she whimpered jerking her hips in the first motions of escape.

But of course he held her down. "You will, Chloe. You will do anything that I desire," he murmured deeply.

Chloe! Did Raven realize that he called her Chloe?

— "Oooo, Raven!" Chloe squealed abruptly. Coming up on her toes because Raven had gone to his knees behind her, and all in one motion he was licking his tongue deeply into the crease of her behind! There, where his hot tongue was still embedded! "Oh! Mercy, my one!" she cried uncontrollably as incredible pleasure itched down the back of her thighs and whorled tightly with one hard inner pump deep into her sex. Chloe clutched the cushions above her head as Raven prodded her with his tongue again, clamping his hands above the back hollows of her knees.

"Crawl up on the arm," he uttered in a raspy command. Yet without waiting he lifted her up until her knees caught the edges of the armrest and instinctively for any type of balance she came up on her straightly locked arms with her hands braced on the bottom settee cushion.

"That's it, baby girl," Raven rasped and then his tongue was lower, inside her sex so hotly that she squirmed and spread her knees brazenly wider.

The position Raven held her in was wholly submissive and completely exposing as his tongue alternated, licking deep into the pillowed folds of her pussy and then back to slide in circles around her rear entrance. She had never felt such hot passion in her life! Mewls and whimpers of intense pleasure escaped her throat involuntarily and she heard Raven chuckle deeply in satisfaction.

He clasped the front of her thighs pulling her to him riding her bottom higher and seating his face between as his tongue lapped her sex in devouring aggressive motions. His hungry licking rocked her back and forth in a mating motion as her knees spread further to his invasion.

Her body was begging him now. She was begging him now to use his tongue harder and faster over her clitoris from behind. "Please make me come, Raven! Please make me come," she begged shamelessly, tilting her pelvis downward so her sex lips spread open more to his tonguing. And then she felt one of his fingers, slick with her own juices, prod her rear opening. He penetrated her up to his cuticle and she screamed in pleasure as she climaxed with a rippling tremor "Oh yes, Raven! Yes!" she cried.

"More," he rasped sharply and he grasped the front of her thighs tugging her back to his tongue again!

"Oh! Oh hh!" she squealed as his tongue prodded deeply into her trembling sex and he nibbled on her still convulsing clitoris. "Ooooo!" she squealed again. She was mindless in the pleasure he wrought over her until his finger entered her rear opening again and she screamed with a shockingly hard blinding climax!

She might have fainted, she was unsure and the next moment she realized that she was still bent over the arm of the settee with her feet now on the floor and her belly curved over the armrest.

Keywords: 3, Ch., My, Lady, Enslaved,

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