Authors: Lilith Fox

Brushstrokes (3 page)

She gasped, horrified
and enthralled. This was all out of her control, but she could not help but
want to be filled by him. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed back,
having lost control. She heard the sound of fabric rustling and was pressed
against the wall, the weight of his body against her. He moved her panties
slightly with a thick finger and lifted her legs into the air easily, not even
allowing her to feel her feet.

“You do not get to say
how we make love today. The only word you can say that I will respect is ‘stop’
and I promise you, you will never want me to stop.”

In a rushing, mad moment
where dreams become real and reality seems impossible, her sense of balance
completely off because of her airborne legs and the wall at her back, he
pressed himself inside of her. He hushed her cry with his hand, looking at her
straight in the eyes. Their eyes connected, he started to thrust slowly,
allowing her to adjust around him.

“Am I the biggest you’ve
ever taken?” He asked boldly, more of a command to speak than a question.

She nodded beneath his
hand.

He smiled in
satisfaction. He continued to thrust, a look of utter enjoyment and power on
his face.

She was overwhelmed by
the moment and found herself adjusting, moaning and wanting to kiss him, thrust
back, anything. She was helpless to do anything but take each powerful thrust.
She was quickly thrown over the edge, his sheer size continuously pressing a
special spot that brought her into ecstasy. She shivered and shook against him
several times, needing to thrust back.

He lowered her off of
the wall and bent her over the chair, taking her long hair in his right hand.
Giving her cheeks a good squeeze and a thorough spanking, he slipped inside of
her again. Pulling her hair slightly to arch her back towards him, he would
pull slightly whenever he wanted her to arch back more and pull him in deeper.

In between rough thrusts
and loud smacks of his left hand against her butt cheeks, he said, “You were
born to take this cock,
Cherie
.”

Unable to suppress a
moan, she was more aroused now than before. She attempted to thrust back,
earning a tug of her hair.

“You be good and just
take it and you can be my whore.” He smacked her ass one last time before
thrusting in deeper than she knew was possible. He was her body’s master, she
knew that now. He continued to grind his body as close to hers as possible,
filling and stretching her beyond her limits with his pulsating, bulging
manhood.

He pulled her body
closer to him, his body tensing as if he were ready to climax. He pressed her
against him and she felt an explosion of warmth as he unloaded his seed inside
of her. She gasped and fought for breath, so consuming was the sensation
spreading from her around her stomach.

He loosened his grip on
her and she stepped forward, losing her balance and landing on the floor. They
were still fully dressed except for a ruined pair of underwear and the pants
around his ankles. He moved next to her on the floor and pulled his shirt over
his head.

“I did not say that we were
done.” He removed her corset roughly and rolled her on her back, pull her
stockings and panties off. “Do as you are told.”

He removed his pants and
kneeled in front of her form, pressing his manhood against her intimate areas
again. He pressed his mouth close to her ear, whispering, “This is your
audition,
Cherie
. You impress me and I will make you.”

“Make me?” She
whimpered, afraid to speak, afraid that everything would cease to exist if she
ruined it with the sound of her voice.

“
Oui
. I will make
you a real artist and I will make you my, how do you say, personal whore?” He
thrust inside of her deeply, powerfully. “You do like to feel like a whore when
I fuck you, don’t you?”

“Y-yes.” She whimpered.

He thrust slowly thrust
twice before speaking again, reveling in his power over her. “Were you a good
girl before you became my whore?”

“Y-yes.”

Putting his hand over
her mouth, he continued to pound into the best and most submissive whore he had
ever found for himself.

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