Dominant Forces

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The Mistress turned and walked away, running her nails down Luciana’s bare arm. The bodyguard was wearing a black lace lingerie set, hat added an extra layer of femininity to her strong body. It drove Ashley wild, and he made no attempt to hide the look of lust in his eyes.

Together they carried the unconscious girl to the barn, where the others were all held. Chained to the wall, they were all blindfolded and bound. Fear kept them quiet, but there were some who had rubber gags fixed into their mouths. All were nude, their bodies close enough to sense the presence of another, but not close enough to be able to act on the urges that the Cusp were filling them with.

“She is good.” Luciana spoke. It was the first time Ashley had heard her voice. It was deep and strong. She pulled off the girls skirt and ran her hands over her bald snatch. “Can you feel it?” She moaned, turning to look at Ashley.

“I can.” He whispered, noticing the lust in her eyes.

“This month is different.” She reached out and ran her hands up and down Ashley’s arm.

“This will be unlike anything you have ever seen.” Ashley cupped Luciana’s face in his hands, and she shuddered, feeling the power surge through him and into her.

“Here…” She began, looking around at the others.

Ashley gave no answer, and Luciana did not wait for one. They embraced in a wild flail of limbs, their kisses powerful, animalistic. Their clothes were shed in a fury, material ripping; buttons and clasps were ignored.

Luciana was strong, and assumed the lead, pinning Ashley to the floor. Her body was hard, her muscles slender but the power evident in her every gentle touch. Her breasts were firm and her nipples erect. She pushed them into Ashley’s mouth, smothering him. With his arms above his head, Ashley was at her mercy. His cock throbbed as their flesh merged. Their bodies coming together in powerful union.

“You want me, don’t you?” Luciana spoke, as she kissed her way down Ashley’s body, taking his prick in her mouth.

“Yes.” Ashley gasped as he felt his cock tickling the back of her throat.

“Then tell me.” She ordered, rising above her subservient role in Passion.

“I want you. I need you.” Ashley gasped as his heightened senses exploded in response to Luciana’s touch.

“I’m going to fuck you in a way you cannot even comprehend.” She said, trapping Ashleigh’s pole between her breasts. Squeezing them together. Ashley’s body responded, his hips bucked. He groaned as Luciana kissed the tip of his cock every time it slide through her tits.

“Fuck me,” Ashley whispered to her.

“Not yet.” She smiled, rising to her feet. She walked up to the newest member of their group, running her hands over her body.

The young woman had started to wake, her head fuzzy; the nature of her new surroundings not yet apparent.

“She really is beautiful.” Luciana spoke. Turning to face Ashley who was walking towards her. Bending over she backed into the bound blonde, and once again took Ashley into her mouth.

Ashley was used to being the dominant member of the paring, even if the initiation was not always his doing. He set the pace, but Luciana changed that. It was only when she was ready that she allowed him to enter her. Her snatch was dripping with desire, and Ashley heard his cock slipping inside her. Groaning with delight, Luciana swiped out and slapped Ashley across the face, her palm stinging his flesh, sending shivers down his spine.

“Again,” He begged.

Luciana obliged, slapping his face and chest until his skin was red and hot to the touch. The pain excited Ashley, and the increased force of his thrusts pushed his muscular partner closer to the edge. She reached up and pinched her breasts, pulling on her nipples.

“Make me cum.” She whispered, as her hand slid down her body to work her pussy.

All around them, their captives were beginning to squirm. Their bodies were electric with the throes of desire, the need to be touched. The merest caress would be sufficient to send them all spiralling into the orgasmic abyss upon the edge of which Passion was erected. They writhed and moaned in chorus, the sounds of their neighbour heightening their own delight.

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