Page 9 of Bought and Shared

Her spread legs and the aroused scent that wafts up to me cause a supreme shift in my focus.

Now all I can see and smell is that glistening cunt of hers.

Even though I’ve only just started to tease her, she’s ready to receive me inside her virgin walls.

My dick, acting with a will of its own, is straining against my dress slacks in an attempt to break her in like some prized mare.

“Look at me, Aurora,” I bark, and her round whisky-colored orbs shoot open and widen with fear and confusion at my gruff tone. “Is that slickness between your legs for me?”

Her lovely pale skin flushes all over at my blunt words and I love it. “I’m just afraid, is all,” she utters shyly, “I’m not excited.”

I step in closer and run two fingers between her spread legs. Dragging my digits through the cream between her folds, I bring it up to her lips. “Does this look like fear to you?”

Shame shadows her lovely countenance then. “I can’t help it. It just happens whenever I’m around you, Sir.”

My whole body shudders with excitement at her words. Despite the euphoric feeling, I don’t let her get away with calling me “Sir”. She needs to be taught a lesson in obedience tonight. Especially if she is to submit to both Knox and me one day soon.

“Master,” I repeat, smearing the delicious cream along her lips before I lean in and devour it off of her mouth for myself.

The second we touch, I know I’ve made a mistake.

She’s like Greek fire. I burn from the inside out as our lips come together.

There’s no end in sight. The sensation is visceral, and I realize, without a shadow of a doubt, it’s a rare thing indeed.

My tongue slides over the seam of her lips, forcing its way inside.

It seeks to mate with hers and won’t be denied.

Her moans only feed my growing desire. My arms wrap around her diminutive frame, anchoring her softness against my hardness.

She clings to me like I’m a sturdy mast in the eye of a storm.

Everything about her calls to me. The way she feels in my arms. Her smell.

Her taste. It’s like the sweetest berry I’ve ever sampled and I will never get enough, no matter how many times I consume it.

Naked and helpless in my arms, I growl and she whimpers submissively in response.

Next to her small body, I feel like a God.

All powerful. But not benevolent. No. Never that.

I plan on using this woman before me in as many ways as my sick mind can imagine.

Unfortunately for my new draftee, I’m very creative.

When her small hand tugs desperately at the buttons of my dress shirt, I stifle the urge to toss her onto the floor, rip down my pants, and plow directly into that tight as fuck pussy of hers.

Unlike Knox, though, I’m not a complete animal.

I have self-control, no matter how this woman may make me forget that.

I have to slow things down. Cool off some before I betray my squad mate’s trust and take for myself what should be ours to share together.

I pull away and the besotted woman in my arms sways drunkenly in my direction. “Sit on the couch and spread your legs,” I order, as my hand reaches for my cock and damn near chokes it through my uniform.

Aurora does as she’s told. Sinking onto the couch, her legs obediently part as she stares trustingly up at me for my next command. The look is so lust-filled, I could nut right there in my uniform without a single touch.

“I know you’re a virgin, but have you ever had a man lick that sweet pussy of yours before?” I ask her.

Aurora shakes her head and blushes. “No.”

Those mesmerizing curls of hers snake over her shoulders and fall between the divide of her heavy breasts. Fingering one of the ringlets, I revel in the silkiness of the texture.

“Your master wants to taste you, Aurora. Open your legs wider for me,” I demand imperiously.

Doing as she’s told, my companion’s thighs spring open and she leans back on the heels of her hands. “Like this?”

My cock jumps at the tempting display in front of me. “Yes, but now I want you to use your fingers and spread your folds apart so that I can see your lovely pink center. The one I plan on fucking very soon.”

I can practically see her heart beat out of her chest as Aurora fulfills my fantasy.

Before she spreads her pussy lips, she closes her eyes and dredges her fingers through the pool of slickness that will allow me to force my way inside of her, though not tonight.

The tempting view also lets me know that she responds easily and well to my handling.

Watching as she begins to obey my lewd command, I reach for my zipper and tug it down.

While I might not be able to fuck her tonight, I’m still going to mark her with my seed.

Knox would expect nothing less. It’s a way of claiming our territory in case anyone tries to get in our way before the contract is notarized and she’s officially broken in.

“Show me that slick, virgin cunt of yours, Kitten,” I rasp, wrapping my hand around my shaft and pumping it a few, rough strokes. When she spreads her flesh so that I get a graphic glimpse, I growl like an animal. “How badly would you like me to stick my fat cock into your virgin hole?”

Aurora moans as she continues to play with herself but opens her eyes and they travel down to my rod, widening with panic. Her hands fall to her sides and she stiffens. “That can’t possibly fit inside of me!”

I chuckle darkly. “It most certainly can,” I promise her. “With all that cream you’re pumping out, it’ll just take a little force to get inside of you, Aurora. It’ll be snug, but it will fit.”

She shakes her head and her ruby-hued ringlets bounce and splay around her shoulders. “Please don’t, Oren. I won’t survive it!”

She’s pushed me too far. Seizing her arm, I demand, “What did I say you must call me?”

Catching her bottom lip between her teeth, she whispers, “Master.”

Dragging her up by the arm and taking her place on the couch, I sit and force her, belly-down, onto my lap. “I see you need a lesson in respect. You will learn to listen and obey me immediately, every time. Lucky for you, I know just how to deliver a lesson you will never forget.”

Turning her head so that she can see what I’m doing, Aurora blanches. “Are you going to… spank me?” Her voice rises to a panicked shriek with those last two words.

She might be trembling, but I suspect some of that is due to excitement, not just fear. “Yes, Kitten. I am.”

Her eyes start to glisten. “Please don’t.”

She asks so prettily, but it won’t stop me from doing what I’ve wanted to do since meeting her in the chow hall earlier today: getting my hands on that fine ass of hers.

Squeezing each cheek first, I make her hold her breath, waiting to see what I’ll do next.

After a moment of silence, my hand lifts into the air and spanks her beautiful bottom with a sharp thwack.

“Stop! Please!” Aurora begs, squirming in my lap. All the movement nearly unmans me, but I gnash my teeth and deliver a litany of equitable strokes to both cheeks. My big hand covers nearly her entire ass with each swat.

“You need this, Aurora. Your master will always give you what you need,” I soothe.

She hates me for it, but she finally gives in.

What she doesn’t realize is that if this were Knox, she’d be in for far more than a spanking.

After as many times as she’s forgotten to call me by my proper title, he’d have spanked her twice over and moved on to the belt by now.

If I am to prepare her for the aggressive giant, she needs to be properly educated.

And damn if I don’t like teaching her these important lessons personally.

My cock throbs so intensely as it rubs against her naked belly that it’s hard to keep count of how many blows I’ve delivered.

Finally, when I sense she’s accepted her punishment, I stop and tell her, “Bend over the arm of the couch and put your face and shoulders on the seat.”

I notice a few fat tears leak down her cheeks as she does, and I’m tempted to comfort her.

However, that would be a mistake. One Knox would never make.

One that she’d later exploit to get out of future punishments.

So I harden my resolve, almost as stiff as my cock, as she moves to the side of the couch, bends forward, and assumes the position on the couch in front of her that I’ve commanded.

She spreads her legs in order to bend far enough, and her position exposes all her secret places to my hungry gaze.

The cheeks of her reddened ass open and I can see the whorl of her tiny anus and the parted labia dripping with her arousal.

Her pink core is shining with juice and again the urge to take her nearly overwhelms me.

Her ass is almost as red as her hair and I marvel at how beautiful she is. “What must you call me, Aurora?”

Hiccuping, she says very softly, “Master.”

“Good girl,” I compliment, gently massaging each rosy, round globe as she oh-so-quietly sighs from the relief of it. “You deserve a treat for being so sweet. Would you like that, Kitten?”

Aurora tosses a hot look over her shoulder that makes me chuckle. I’m not blind. She hates the nickname, but I’m not giving it up. It suits her too well.

My hand glides between her legs to her glistening cunt. Her clit is heavily swollen with desire and I coat my fingers in her juices. To draw this out, I begin to circle that bundle of nerves slowly. When her breath hitches and she begins to move, I know she’s as turned on as I am.

In my free hand, I take up my cock and glide it against her tight entrance.

It takes all my willpower not to squeeze myself inside her weeping core.

When she bucks back against me from my handling of her, my cock head nudges against that barrier of muscle and hot, wet flesh that I so desperately want to conquer.

Rearing back, I avoid any further penetration, despite how badly I want it.

Mastering my desire, I run my fingers tips between her legs and use her cream lubricate my cock before I begin to jack it up and down roughly.

Her juice coats my shaft and my hand and her thighs, and the smell is enough to make me spill my seed.

I’m already leaking precum like a faucet.

It mixes with her essence in a heady combination that beckons me to use this to my advantage by plowing head-long inside of her.

Silencing that voice in my head, I focus on her cunt and the delicious noises she’s making as I tease her clit. My stomach muscles clench when she grunts and tries to grind her hips against my cock again, angling for more contact.

I give her a hard slap on the ass and she stills, but I can tell when I begin rubbing her again, she’s even more slick than before. That tangible evidence tells me she loves to be mastered. The knowledge does something to me that I can’t explain.

“Do you like being spanked, Kitten?” I demand then, as I fuck my fist. “Tell the truth or I won’t let you cum.”

She doesn’t answer right away, so I stop circling her clit and give her another spank. Aurora rocks her hips and pleads with me over her shoulder. “Please, Master! I just want to finish. I’m so close.”

“Good girls ask for permission to cum,” I tell her, needing to hear her say the words.

Desperate to finish, her accelerated breath causes her chest to rise and fall. “Please, Master. May I?”

I give her ass another slap. “May you what? Say the words out loud or I won’t know what you want.”

She may think I’m being cruel, but she’s innocent in the ways of carnal pleasure and needs to open up if she’s to experience the full range of what I have in store for her.

“Please, let me finish,” she obediently begs.

“You want to cum, Aurora? Say it directly, or else I won’t let you, and you’ll have to watch me finish alone.”

After a few strained seconds, she relents and whimpers, “Please Master, may I cum?”

Stroking a slick finger down her spine, my body fairly thrums with excitement. “My pleasure, Kitten.”

My attention returns to her clit and my fingers work her over once more.

Soon, she is bucking and riding my hand like a wild animal.

I take up the beast between my legs and begin to tame him while teasing my woman.

The closer she gets to her end, the closer I get to mine.

When she shouts an unintelligible stream of words and the muscles of her body seize in one big spasm, I explode with her.

Jerking the head of my cock, I aim at submissively posed body and begin to milk my shaft with reckless abandon.

Thick ropes of my hot, sticky seed paint her folds as I spew onto her ass, thighs, and pussy. As I unload, she comes all over my hand, her body straining against the intensity of her orgasm. Needing to mark her, I begin to rub my spunk into her backside, shoving gobs of it against her pulsing core.

“What are you doing?” She pants, shock coloring her expression.

“Marking you,” I say, as I make sure every drop is either rubbed into her skin or pushed directly into her woman’s passage. “Like I told you before, Aurora, you’re mine. Well, ours,” I correct myself, “And I need everyone else to know that as well.”

Her complexion turns a sickly grey and a new expression of horror takes over her delicate features. “Ours?”

Getting to my feet, I stuff my still-hard dick back into my pants and struggle to draw up the zipper. Pulling Aurora upright, I snag her gown off the floor and hand it to her.

“Yes, that’s right. Ours,” I repeat with a puckish grin. “Your other Master, Knox, will be arriving back on base in about a week. Until then, you’re all mine.”