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On The Other Side Of The Looking Glass (Ruphhausin & darkangel76)

Kneeling before you, I looked up into your eyes. I could see that there was something you wanted to tell me. And from the look of it, something you felt certain I needed to hear. Blinking several times, I waited intently for you speak. When you did, the rich baritone of your voice washed over me, making me feel safe and warm. I couldn’t explain it, but hearing it brought me comfort. Your words, as you spoke to me, your hand gently caressing my hair, only added to that for me. Yes, I had the kindest most wonderful Master.

Listening to you, not wanting to miss a single word, I could feel my lips quirking up into a smile. It was tiny at first, but brightened as you explained to me just how deeply your feelings for me ran. I’d no idea that you’d loved me for so long.

Love.

Yes. It was love. I didn’t care what anyone else could even remotely say about what we had together either. I knew the feelings between us were mutual, intense and so very real. Just then, my heart began to pound as my head nodded, letting you know that I was taking in everything you had to say to me.

“I understand, Master. And I will try my best for you,” I stated as I leaned into your hand as you petted me. I felt so cherished and important. “I want to make you proud, Master. I want to do all that I can for you. I will try, I promise.” I gave you a warm and loving smile. One showing devotion and my commitment to you. “I am Master Carl’s ‘Alice’,” I added. “I will not let you down.”

At that, I let out a soft and contented sigh, leaning into your touch as you caressed me. I wanted to let you know how much it meant to me that you were showing me this side of you now. How much I craved this contrast from you. How much I needed it. I was already growing to love all of this, that dynamic between us that was intense and meaningful and oh so magical. As I allowed my mind to remember, I could feel that my body was still sore from the other day. I relished those reminders, those bruises and marks, of what we’d been through. The erotic ecstasy where you gave me both pain and pleasure mixed so perfectly it brought tears to my eyes. Yes. I loved the rough brutality you provided me, trusted you implicitly to give it to me as I needed it. But I loved the tender affections as well. Where you made it clear I meant so very much to you as you did to me.

“I will be your special, most perfect ‘Alice’, Master,” I then whispered. “And I trust that you’ll guide me as needed.” Pausing a moment, I looked up at you. I could feel my pale eyes suddenly tearing. “Master, I’ve never trusted anyone or felt like this before. I…” my voice trailed and I felt a tear roll down my cheek. “I will always try my best for you. I want to be your ‘Alice’.”
 
I knew the best way to show you I have meant all I have said, and I pull you to your feet. I moved you close to one of the exercise stations, where there was a full length mirror. I moved to be behind you, smiling at you still as I caress your body in the mirror and made you look at yourself in it. I kissed you neck and shoulder, moving my fingers along your skin as I started to speak again. My words remained very focused, and my tone had more purpose as I pressed into you from behind.

"You already are perfect, as perfection is a state of mind. A Master's slave is about refining who she is, and that is all you will be doing. I know you will excel in all that I expect you to, even in the mistakes you have to correct and at times be punished for, but that is the process. You are going to do very well, and you are going to learn at an exponential rate. You will pursue new ways to be stimulated, and you will enjoy them as much as what you learn from them."

My cock was pressing into your lower back, and I moved my hand to your breasts. I squeezed them tightly, knowing that they are sensitive.
 
Doing my best to hold back the tears that had hit me so suddenly, had taken me so off guard, I let you lead me to a mirror. Looking at the reflections staring back at me, I found my lips almost wanting to turn upward into a smile. You were so beautiful. Everything a woman could possibly desire. I had come from nothing, yet you somehow saw something in me. Me. Of all the people you could’ve chosen it was me you saw as your ‘Alice’.

Again, I found myself choking up. But before I could fully, you gently touched me, caressing and kissing my body the way only someone who cherished me dearly could. You spoke then, your words so soothing to me and to the point. And how they meant so very much to me. As I listened, I continued to stare back at the image of us standing there. Together.

A unit. Master and slave.

I looked at the two of us. Really looked. And I suddenly felt a wave of warmth wash over me entirely. All those ‘what ifs’ and worries, every apprehensive thought… they all just flitted out the window in that very moment. You were my Master. You saw in me something you needed and desired. That was all that mattered. You saw it, you wanted it, you claimed it. And it was you that I both wanted and needed to claim me as your own. You saw my potential. I believed in you. Anything else the world could throw at either of us was insignificant to that.

I was yours. Your ‘Alice’.

Suddenly, I felt my lips move into a small smile. As they did, your hands reached around my body and grabbed at my breasts, gripping them hard and squeezing. A soft groan past over my lips just then as I began to pant from the sweet mix of pain and pleasure I was receiving. Oh, my breasts were so very sensitive. Sensitive from your earlier ministration and the excitement only you could make me feel and experience.

I closed my eyes, feeling your hard cock pressing against the small of my back. Yes, you were aroused. So was I. And I could already feel my juices oozing down my leg once again. You had a way of doing that to me. Instilling these urges and feelings, these intensely strong desires. I knew it was because I was where I was supposed to be. The slave and ‘Alice’ of the man I was meant to be with and obey. Looking into your eyes via your reflection in the mirror, I made it plain that my longing for you was great. And growing. That once more you were somehow reaching to me on levels no one else could or ever would.

Swallowing, my heart racing, I turned my head just a bit. It was enough so that I could look up at you. Immediately, I got lost in your gaze, completely mesmerized and hypnotized. As I peered into them, I bit down on my lower lip, wondering just what it was you were going to do to me.
 
I lowered my mouth to yours, kissing you so very intensely and tenderly at the same time. My hands kneaded your breasts a bit tighter, relishing how you are reacting to what I was doing. I was also rubbing against you from behind, letting you be more stimulated as I pleased. I wanted you to want more, but I took care to ramp up the stimulation with my movements. I continued to kiss your lips, ,not giving in on what I was doing to you. I felt how your body was reacting, and I knew that you would want more of it. When I finally broke the kiss, I made it very clear was was going to happen.

"You are going to get down on your knees, and drape yourself across the bench of this exercise station, Alicia. You are going to do it right now without turning your eyes away from me. Then, you are going to reach back and hep to spread your own pussy. You will do it because you want it done, and then you are going to beg like a Good Girl for me to spank your lovely pussy and ass, and also for me to fuck you nice and hard. You are going to tell me just how much you love me to totally dominate you, as well as how thoroughly you want to be fucked and used by your Master."
 
My tummy began to flutter, my heart pound, as you kissed me so passionately. There were no words that could describe it. You made me feel beautiful, wanted, so very important. I could tell by the way your lips moved over mine that your desires for me went beyond the physical. They ran so very much deeper and it only made me want to be closer to you, to give you more of myself.

Tiny little whimpers passed over my lips as you touched me, gripping my breasts hard against your palms. I could feel small bruises forming on them and that only made my skin break out into goose bumps. The possessive and hungry way in which you held me… oh, no words. Breath ragged, I could hear myself panting now. Panting with such need and want. My clit was engorging. I could feel it. The ache building within it was causing it to twitch with such longing, causing it to want to be touched and stimulated. Oh, I could melt right there in your embrace. I was yours for the taking. I wanted you to take me.

Suddenly, as if you’d read my mind, you pulled away and looked at me. I had no idea how you did that, made me feel so vulnerable yet empowered all in one. The feeling making me want you to dominate me all over again, make me know who it was that owned me now. I had no idea. But as you looked at me, that expression of full understanding of my wants and needs there for me to see, you began to speak in such a calm voice. Your voice wasn’t lost to me. I heard every word and would obey. I wanted to obey.

My eyes fixed to yours, I gave you a nod and whispered, “Yes, Master Carl.” My voice was so soft, I almost didn’t realize I’d spoken. Swallowing just then, I began to do as you commanded.

I got down on my knees before you and moved to drape my body over the exercise station. Not once did I look away from you. Your gaze was so intense that I found it difficult to hold your gaze. But you’d commanded that I not look away. And I wouldn’t. I wanted to do this. With slow deliberateness, I moved my body in the way you’d told me. Once situated, I reached my hands down and spread the sets of lips between my legs making them visible for your scrutiny. I could feel my cheeks burning as I did this, knowing how vulnerable a position I was in. But as I looked into your eyes, I could see that you weren’t judging. You were pleased.

How did I get so lucky? How was it that you made me feel so beautiful?

Barely blinking my pale eyes, I swallowed and opened my mouth to speak. “Master,” I began. “Spank me, Master. Spank my pussy and my ass.” I paused a moment, my breaths getting faster. “Spank me and then fuck me, Master. Fuck me hard. Fuck me rough.” Oh god, I was panting now. “Dominate me, Master. I need it, I love it. Fuck me so hard and claim me so thoroughly, Master, that I’ll be reminded who it is I belong to.” I could feel my heart pounding beneath my breast and my juices were flowing from me, soaking my fingers as I held my cunt lips open for you. “Claim me, Master. Remind me who owns me…”

I could hardly believe the words I was uttering. Where had that come from? Oh, it didn’t matter. I meant them. Every word. And I hoped your reminders would stay with me forever.
 
I wasted no time, and I used my hand to spank your cunt, thighs, and ass hard. You needed what I was going to do, and I was giving it to you as I pleased and you obviously wanted. I alternated between spanking and fondling you, making it very clear that you are getting precisely what you were needing. I pinched your clit and pussy lips, twisting on them a bit to make it intense what I was doing. I looked into your eyes the entire time, knowing that you saw all that I was doing to make you want it more.

"Yes, Alicia.. you want me to spank and pound you as rough and hard as you know I will and you want. The desire you now have inside of you was always there, just buried deeply inside of your subconsciousness. Now that you belong to me, you are going to really start embracing more of yourself. Now... what you need is more of what you have begged for and dreamed of all this time..."

I was gripping your shoulders, yanking you back just enough as I rammed my cock balls deep inside of your pussy. With you pinned against the station, I started to pound into you like a madman, knowing from spanking and teasing your twat you needed and wanted it this way.
 
“Yes, Master,” I rasped out, my voice husky with lust and need. Oh, I knew you were going to claim me right then and there. Each spank made that more than clear. It was going to be brutal. It was going to be rough… and I was going to love it.

I kept my blue gaze locked to your green. And as I did, I could still feel my cheeks continue to burn due to my vulnerability and exposure to you. Yes, you’d seen everything last night. But I with the intense way you were looking at me, it felt like the first time with you all over again. Something I knew I’d relish in all my time with you. God, I hoped that time would last and that you wouldn’t want to get rid of me. I didn’t think I’d be able to handle that rejection.

Trying not to let my mind wander to the ‘what ifs’, I focused on you. My beautiful, kind Master. At that, I felt my skin suddenly break out into goose bumps and a glorious shiver ran along my spine. Shuddering slightly, I then broke out into a cold sweat, my skin glistening as I felt my breathing getting harder, ragged. Your hands on me were merciless, gripping me hard, giving me bruises.

“Master…” I whimpered as your grip tightened, my body being yanked back towards you as you rammed your cock deeply inside me.

I let out a loud yelp, but it was soon forgotten as my groans took over and filled the air. As wet as I’d already been, I suddenly became more so. My juices were pooling between my legs, making every thrust you made slurp and squelch as our bodies slammed together. I let out a moan at the thought of the marks you’d be leaving on my body as you took me right here in this way.

“Oh Master…” I groaned, tiny gasps passing over my lips. “I’m yours, Master. Your Alice.” I could feel my clit aching as you continued to pound against my body, making me bounce against you and then into the exercise station you had me pinned against. “Your Alice loves this, Master… she needs it, she needs to be fucked hard and brutal… mark her, Master. Make her know she’s yours…”

Nearly sobbing, I couldn’t help but let those words spill out of my mouth. Coherent thought was lost. All that existed was you, my beloved Master, and the pleasures you were administering to my body. Pleasures only you knew how to make me experience… make me feel.
 
"Yes.. such a tight pussy you have, 'Alice'.. you need it stretched and pounded constantly. You are mine, to do with as I please, and you are going to get used to this kind of fucking, as it will happen every damn day. It will happen in any room of this house I choose and when.. and in any office of the company I choose and when. I will fuck you mercilessly like this wherever, whenever, and however I please."

Slamming into you, grudge fucking your cunt as I pound you into the metal frame of the exercise station. I know it will bruise your body more, and I am loving the moans and groans coming from you, mixed with the cries of need and the tears of submission that also were tears of joy. You knew that this was your destiny, and that you totally belonged to me the first moment you felt my cock balls deep inside of your tight quim.
 
Sobbing, I let your words fill my ears and seep into my mind. Oh the power behind them. They thrilled me in ways I couldn’t describe, making me tremble with such need and desire. And then there was that rich sound of your voice. The tone of it alone was nearly enough to make me submit fully to you. But the way you just took what you knew was yours. The way you mercilessly manhandled my body. Those just pushed me over the edge, sealing my fate and showing me the path I was to follow.

“Yes, Master. I’m all yours. Your Alice,” I whimpered.

My cunt was dripping now, my juices running down my thighs as you slammed into me. Bruising me. Fucking me hard. I liked how your cock stretched me, how it struck my G-spot with such perfect precision. I was your instrument and you played me masterfully. Mmm… my Master.

My tears continued to fall as I cried and panted for you. “I’m tight and wet, Master. All for you. I’m yours to claim, Master.”

As you continued your claim over not just my body, but my mind and soul, lurid thoughts of the future filled my mind. It was a future much like you’d describerd. Where you’d be taking me in every room and in every way imaginable. You’d be making me do things, experience things. And all for you. Just you. My Master.

You continued to pound me, my body crashing against the exercise station as you did. The machine was biting into my pale skin. And I knew damned well that I’d be very marked up when you were done.

“Mark me, Master. I’m proud to be your slave, Master…” gasping and groaning I could feel my clit aching so very badly. I needed release and I’d need it soon. I was swollen and sensitive and screaming for the allowance of orgasm. “Please, Master,” I began to beg. “Please…” whimpering, my voice was a desperate plea. “I need to cum, Master. I really need to cum!”
 
Fucking you nice and hard, my relentless thrusts pounding my cock into you, I felt just how close you were to needing to cum. I was grinding into you more from behind, loving watching you look at me and needing it so very badly. I moved my hands, kneading your breasts with a more loving manner to them while still squeezing tightly. I kissed you before answering, wanting you to feel and know that all you were needing was part of what you should feel. When I broke the kiss, I smiled and nodded as I spoke to you.

"Cum right now, 'Alice'. Cum long and hard and soak both your thighs and mine with your waterfall, and then beg for more. Show me how unabashedly you are wanting it, and how beyond reproach you are about being my slave lover. Tell me how it feels to be so utterly dominated and possessed, and then to still be pampered and cared for. Reveal more all your deepest needs that are being filled, even the ones you are just discovering yourself for the first time."
 
I was so desperate. The urgency I was feeling between my legs, all across my body. It was beyond intense and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. It was glorious agony. I could feel tears starting to prickle the backs of my eyes as my body tensed up further, my clit screaming at me, begging to be stimulated, pushing me over that edge into orgasm.

Just when I didn’t think I could take any more, you leaned toward me. Your lips found mine and kissed them with tender ruthlessness making me melt as you pounded against me, bruising me more. Your hands had found my breasts, gripping them tightly, arousing me to the point of pain, sweet and beautiful and oh god! I was going to lose it!

“Cum right now, ‘Alice’,” I heard you say. My Master. So kind, so caring. Mine. As you spoke to me, I felt my body letting go to your command, obeying it as it had been designed to do.

“Master… Master…” I whimpered as I felt my muscles clamp down, clenching your cock hard. My body spasming, everything released in a rushing gush. My juices flowed from me as I felt my cunt begin its rhythmic pulse. Fast, hard, so very intense. “I’m cumming, Master Carl… oh god, I’m cumming!” I screamed.

My tears suddenly began to spill down my pale cheeks. The emotions I was feeling, there were no words. I was overwhelmed. And oh the sensations my body was experiencing. I’d never known such sensitivity was possible, but there I was… writhing and panting and screaming out for you and for more.

“Yes, Master Carl,” I moaned. “I love it. I love being dominated and possessed by you, Master.” I bit down on my lip as I groaned yet again. “I love how you fuck me, take me, bruise me. Master, I love that I’m both your slut and your princess. Your very own Alice, Master.”

I was nearly sobbing with pleasure, but I hardly cared. I was lost in you. I was yours.

“I need this, Master. I do,” I continued as you merciless pounded against me, making me ride out the orgasm you’d allowed me to just have. “I need you to possess me, to own me, Master. I need to dress for you, to be fucked thoroughly by you. And only you, Master. I…”

My voice trailed. I was so wet and my god, I needed to cum again. I couldn’t believe it. My cheeks burned as I found myself whimpering. Looking at you with pleading, watery eyes, I begged, “Master Carl, I… I need to cum again. Oh please, Master Carl. Please let your Alice cum for you…”

Whimpering through sobs, I awaited your next command.
 
As I continued to pound you, your orgasm giving me new sensations to experience as well, I could feel the build up of your next need for release. I pounded your still tight pussy harder and deeper, yanking you to me rougher as I pushed you more. I enjoyed the sounds of you whimpering and pleading, knowing underneath it you knew that you would be allowed to cum. I was pushing you just to the point where it was seemingly and maddeningly cruel to make you hold back your release, intensifying it before it happened. My mouth was millimeters from yours, my eyes locked on yours at the same time I spoke.

"Cum now, Alicia, my 'Alice'. open that flood gate and orgasm like the bitch in heat you are for me. But much more than that, as you let your juices drench the both of us like a deserving lover does. Flow for me, and then show me more how much you love this... how much you love for me to do this. You need so much more, and want it just as badly."

Grinding into you with my thrusts, I knew you were feeling how close I was to cumming as well. I held back my orgasm, wanting you to feel that I would cum with you. I also knew it had to be going through your mind that I had just had an intense workout, and I still had the energy to fuck you like this. I also knew you had to realize I would expect such from you eventually, and help you to get there as well.
 
Your words, your voice. It was such sweet music to my ears. Your command was what I needed, what I craved. Not wanting to hold back any longer, I let my orgasm take hold of me. It started deeply at my center, right at my core and radiating outwards. My entire body twitched and convulsed causing me to cry out as if in pain. My tears were flowing just as heavily as my juices were, oozing and dripping down my thighs in glistening rivulets.

“Master, oh Master,” I whimpered loudly. “Oh god, Master. I’m cumming so hard…” I was practically crying as my body shivered and shook for you.

You were fucking me so intensely, in ways I never knew possible or could ever begin to imagine. Not until now. My clit was throbbing, still swollen with urgency. And my G-spot had become so very sensitive. With each thrust you made, I could feel your cock striking against it. No mercy, no signs of relenting. Panting and gasping, I could barely find my breath. The throes of passion had swallowed me up. I was a part of you now. Your slave and lover.

“Master!” I screamed out, my cunt still clamping down about your masterful cock. You were making certain I orgasmed hard, long and with you. “I love this, Master. I need it. I need it every day. I need to be fucked by you, Master Carl. So much and so badly…” Moans and whimpers passed over my lips as I continued to cum for you. “I’m your Bitch, Master. Your Bitch, your Alice. Anything you want me to be. Oh god…” I was so very lost in sensation as you made me cum for you, the most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced. “Please, Master Carl. Please,” I suddenly pleaded. “I need you to cum with me… oh god, I need it! Your Alice needs you…”

And I did. I needed to feel your seed fill me up on the inside. It was the only thing that would quench the fire burning within me. But even then, it would only serve to dowse the fire a little bit. I knew this. And to think you were doing this to me after so little sleep and a workout? You were magic, my Master. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for you.

“Please, Master… please cum inside me…” I begged, desperately needing you, knowing you’d give it to me. Such a kind and wonderful Master.
 
I was pounding into you hard and rough, grinding into your pussy with each thrust. I was pistoning in and out of you faster, so very close myself and so ready. The squelching of us slamming together, your loud outcries for my cum, and your begging and noises accompanying it all pushed me over the edge. I growled loudly, yanking you to me and holding you firmly by your tits as I made you feel my orgasm. I pinned you down harshly, causing your tight cunt to react to every spasm, twitch, and pulse of my cock. After several minutes, and having made certain you took every drop, I pull out of your quim and walk backward from you.

"Crawl, my lovely Bitch Alice. Crawl after me so I can start giving you so much more of my ownership of you, like you know you always have wanted. You want to have marks on your body from things that you never let anyone else do to you, and I intend to do as many of them... or all of them... if I choose. Make certain to spend the entire time telling me how eager you are for it all, even though you do not know all of what you are wanting."
 
The moment you exploded inside me had to be a taste of what heaven was like. I could feel you pulsing and spurting. I could feel your seed drenching me, coating my insides so thoroughly. It was intoxicating and I was drunk on it. All of it. When you pulled out of me, the sense of loss was almost too much to bear. I heard myself whimper for you, little noises letting you know that I still needed you.

Looking into your eyes as you backed away from, I felt my eyes watering a bit. My emotions were bubbling up from within and were now splayed all over my flesh for you to see. When you finally spoke, I made sure to take in every single word. Your voice alone made me groan in need. And then, suddenly, I found myself on my hands and knees. On the floor, I looked up and over at you, my eyes locked to yours. I could see the lust in your eyes, the want and desire that matched my own for you. Taking in a deep breath, I finally began to crawl.

Hand. Knee…. Hand. Knee….

With slow deliberateness, I made my way to you. My Master. My owner. And yes, you owned me. In every way. I was yours to have and to possess, yours to do whatever it was you desired with.

Hand. Knee…. Hand. Knee….

I continued to look at you, though the intensity of your gaze nearly made me falter twice as I slowly approached you.

“Yes, Master,” I began, my voice low and breathy. “I’ve wanted this, Master. I love this.”

Hand. Knee….

“I want you to mark me, Master. Claim me and proclaim me yours, Master.” I couldn’t believe it, but I was starting to pant.

Hand. Knee….

“I want you to remind me, Master. Remind me that I belong to you now. Make me sore, Master. Please. I beg you…” my voice trailed slightly and I could feel my cunt slowly starting to throb.

Hand. Knee….

“I can’t wait, Master,” I continued, my heart pounding beneath my breast. “I’m already wet again thinking about it all. My clit, Master. It’s aching for you. I need you, Master. I need you to dominate me so thoroughly.”

Suddenly, I could hear myself whimpering. My need was rather clear and as I neared you, my excitement and anticipation only grew. I found myself wondering what you’d do first. Regardless, I needed the contact, I needed to be close to you.

Hand. Knee…. Hand. Knee….

Finally, I was on the floor in front of you. Still on my hands and knees, I looked up at you. My eyes pleaded with you, wet with emotional tears that threatened to spill down my pale cheeks. Yes, I needed you to take me. I needed to be possessed by you. I was yours now and so long as you wanted me, there was nothing I wouldn’t do for you or with you. Yes, I could honestly say I loved and cared for you. The realization made my cheeks burn. So soon? Was that possible? The questions ran through my head over and over as I looked up into your eyes. But no matter how many times I pondered, I realized it didn’t matter. The truth was that I did. All I could do now was hope that you, my Master understood that and, by some stroke of luck, felt similarly to myself.
 
I was immensely pleased, and I wasted little time. I was on you, having grabbed for your arms at your elbows as I rammed my cock back into your very tight pussy. I had your face in the seat of a chair, slam fucking your cunt to the point that your face was pressed into the seat as I was relentlessly grudge fucking you. I was merciless already, immediately pounding you with every single thrust. I said nothing for several minutes, wanting you to feel the possessiveness of my every invasion as I roughly yanked you to me. At that angle, I had your back bowed just enough suddenly so your face was against the back of the chair with your tits pressed against the seat as I drilled your twat with my shaft. I was plunging my cock into you over and over, thrusting madly as I suddenly spoke.

"Yes, I love this too... need to do all of this and more to you. I love this just like I love and want you, and you are going to take all I give you. You need, want, and deserve it all, even not knowing what some of it all is. Take it as you want it, 'Bitch Alice'.... feel it as deep and hard as you know you need it to be. Grovel and plead for more bruises over your body, no matter how I give them to you. Whimper and beg for me to stimulate you so much more, and know that you will crave still more as time goes on..."
 
I let out a yelp and a whimper as you suddenly lunged for me, more animal than man in that moment it had seemed. You hoisted me up, taking me once more. Yet again you displayed your power full well to me. And god… It made me hot, it made me wet. And my adrenaline began to surge throughout my body making my heart thump wildly beneath my breast. When you began yanking and grabbing at my body, the bruises you were giving me? They felt wonderful, a sweet blissful sensation that reminded me I was alive and with you. My Master.

Oh, my Master. You made my body sing, played it as if you were a musical savant and I was your instrument of choice. I was glad that I was your favorite instrument. Your Alice, your Bitch. Oh, I’d be anything you wanted so long as you continued to play me so perfectly. So precisely.

“Master… Master…” I whimpered.

My body was on fire. So sensitive and stimulated. It almost hurt being in the frenzy like state you seemed to be able to keep my body in. So close to cumming, yet keeping me at bay until the time was right, what you wanted. When you suddenly began to speak, I almost had trouble listening to you and absorbing your words. However, by some stroke of luck I managed.

I could feel my eyes tearing and soon I was crying. They were tears of joy, of my total submission to you. They were tears of realization that my life had finally begun, that I’d found the one man who could and would guide me as I needed. It touched me deeply. And hearing you reciprocate everything I was thinking and feeling… oh, it was my undoing.

“Yes, Master… I love it. I love it all. I love how you fuck me, Master. The way you make me cum. Oh Master, my cunt is wet for you. I crave you, Master. I need you to fuck me. To bruise me. Master, I need to be marked by you.”

My voice was beyond desperate. I could plainly make out my tone as I choked on my sobs. My whimpers loud and breathy as waves of pleasure rolled over and about my body.

“Oh Master, I can feel you. I feel you stretching my cunt, Master.” Groaning and panting, I thought I might lose it. “You’re fucking me hard, Master. Oh god… I… my G-spot. So sensitive, Master. So aroused.” I let out a tiny whimpering cry. “My clit, Master. It’s hard. Oh, it’s swollen. It needs you, Master. Please…”

Yes, I needed you so terribly. I needed you to give me release. I knew I could only receive it from you. I also knew I could only receive it when the time was right, a time in which you decided based on my needs. Biting down on my lower lip, I continued to let out more groans as my tears spilled down my cheeks and my cunt continued to drip my juices.

“Please, Master… I need to cum. Oh god, please let me cum, Master. Please.”
 
I was pounding your tight pussy as hard as I wanted to, knowing that you were craving it as much as I. You needed me to do all of this to you even more, as your outcries and tears of need showed that to me. I was grudge fucking you hard, my immense invasions so very deep inside of you that you had to feel me where you never felt any man before. I was reclaiming you all over again, yanking you and making you arch more as I forced you to jut out your lovely well-formed B-cups. I then started grinding into you still rougher, knowing you were ready for that as I did so. Leaning in, my mouth at your ear, I started to give you some of the more intense claiming on deeper levels.

"Yes.. cum for me, Bitch Alice. You have waited so long for what you need, it is going to take all weekend for us to really delve beneath the surface of what you deserve. Yes.. cum long and let that twitchy torrid twat of yours flow like a waterfall."

I speeding up more, jerking you to me and making you feel me so very deep inside of you that you couldn't have done anything but cum. You needed me to be rougher with you, to cover you back there with as many deep bruises as I could, and all while I was stretching your tight pussy around my very large cock. I was being merciless, forcing pleasure on you through every sensation I was making you feel as I plundered your quim ruthlessly.
 
Gasping, panting, I could feel my heart racing as you continued to take me. My body was yours to control and no one else’s. My god, it was so surreal, like I was in a dream. Only, as you continued to pound into me, slamming my body ruthlessly against the chair, it became clear that this was indeed real. That this was indeed happening. Just then, I felt myself lose control, your words washing over and going through me unlike anything I could explain.

“Master! Oh god!” I shouted out, my whimpers loud as you continued to take me. “I’m cumming, Master! I’m cumming!”

I felt my clit throb so very hard as my muscles clamped down on your cock. My cunt milked you over and over as I sobbed and moaned my pleasures. I was cumming harder than I ever had before, my juices flowing from me and coating my thighs, pooling between our bodies. I could hear the squelching slurps as you crashed against me, turning me on and prolonging the orgasm you were giving me.

“Master! Master!” I screamed, tears streaking my cheeks. I was feeling sensations I never thought possible. My body on fire and overwhelmed with sensitivity. “Master, please!” I begged. “I’m so sensitive, Master!” My body was trembling and shaking uncontrollably. “Master, please! I need to taste you, Master!”

I was whimpering before you, groveling, as you continued your reclaiming of not just my body, but my mind and soul as well. Vulnerable before you, submitting willingly and with such need and desire, I suddenly had the craving to taste you. I needed you filling up my mouth, making my jaw ache as I sucked on you and lavished you with attentions. I wanted you to deep throat me, to gag me and make my eyes water. Oh god! What was it that you were doing to me? It was like something deep inside me was awakening. And I was glad of it, wanting to embrace it fully.

“Please, Master Carl, please! Let me taste you. Let me give loving attention and affections to your cock and balls. Please, please…”

I was nearly crying as I pleaded with you, hoping that you’d show me more kindness and allow me to show you just how much I appreciated you. Just how much I adored you and looked up to you. My Master. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.
 
I was very amused and pleased at the supplication you are making about my taking your mouth and letting you suck my cock. I pulled out of your lovely twat, pushing you onto the workout bench and getting on top of you. I pushed my cock into your mouth and throat, at the same time lowering my head down to your lovely pussy. I lapped at you, your juices coating my tongue and filling my mouth as I eat you out. I held my pelvis down against your face, making you suck and lick on my cock as it was deep down in your throat. I worked my hips, making the head and shaft of my cock to move deep down inside of your throat so that it was stimulating and gagging you just enough. I nibbled a bit more on your pussy, enjoying the feeling of your clit being so engorged as I did and flicking it hard with the tip of my tongue as I held it in my teeth.

"Such a tasty pussy you have, my bitch 'Alice'... and it is so wet and twitchy as I eat you. You are always to have it this way, so smooth and ready to be eaten out. You are going to spend a lot of your time with your pussy and ass full, so it pleases me to pound you hard, rough, and deep at any time of the day. Be it here, in my office, or anywhere I decide, you are going to spend a lot of time with a sopping wet quim that is hungry and yearning to stretched and filled."

I was starting to fuck your throat for real, making it where you gag just enough but knowing you can still breathe. I knew how important that was, so I kept it where you could do so. I was biting on your clit and pussy lips, knowing how much you liked being bruised and marked. I was already thinking of the tattoo I was going to put on your body, tasting the sweat on your thighs and cunt as I did.
 
My mouth was watering, so eager for your cock to fill it. I wanted to taste you, to gag on you. I wanted to nuzzle and kiss and lick your cock, showing it as much affection and attention as you’d let me. It was capable of giving so much pleasure, so many sensations that they left me spinning in a whirl of color and light. Given that, it deserved all the worshipping you’d let me give it. And I so wanted to give it all to you.

Just then, you brought the tip of your cock to my lips. I licked them in anticipation before you suddenly rammed it into my mouth. Without hesitation, my tongue swirled around your shaft, committing the velvety feel of your skin to memory. I stretched my jaw wide and felt you move deeper into my throat, filling it up. Suddenly, I began to gag, my eyes watering as my breaths became hindered. As I felt my eyes go wide, I began to focus on you and the pleasures I wanted to give you. I really wanted you to know how much you meant to me, how much I appreciated you. My Master. Trying not to panic, remembering your words from before, I concentrated on you and breathing through my nose.

“Mmm… Master…” I mumbled when my lips were at your tip once more. I let my tongue flick at it gently before taking you into my mouth once more.

Slurping, sucking, I let my mouth do its work, lavishing all that I could upon your magnificent cock. The taste of your salty flesh was decadent and danced on my tongue as I continued to lick and suck on you, loving every moment as I gagged. Giving you everything, I suddenly felt your masterful mouth against my cunt. Oh your tongue! Your lips! You teased me mercilessly, making my clit so swollen and hard until it was starting to ache.

I began to whimper then in between my ministrations to your cock. I couldn’t help it. It all felt so good and I was beyond stimulated. Just the right brush and I knew I’d be sent over the edge. As you kept me teetering on that edge, your hips began to move fast against my face, your cock going so deep into my throat, gagging me more than before. I could tell you were taking care despite how forceful you were being. You knew my fears somehow, understood what would and would not frighten me. Oh, it meant so much that you did and made everything that I was feeling in that moment so much more intense.

“Mmm… Master is so delicious,” I rasped out, my voice laced with desperation as I was so close to cumming and wasn’t sure how long I could hold out. Worried, I began to beg, “Master, please… I need to cum, Master. I don’t know how much longer I can last…”

My skin was flushed and I continued to suck on you, gagging in between. But, your mouth was too good, knowing precisely what to do to get me off. I could tell that if you allowed me to let go, I’d be cumming so very hard against your face. As it was, my juices were already flowing quite freely from my glistening cunt.

“Please, Master! Please! I beg you, I need to cum! Please, let me cum, Master!”
 
You were groveling so nicely, so perfectly, that I would give you what you were needing and deserved. You were my "Alice" for real now, so eager and curious to have everything you originally thought challenged and forever altered. Now you were in a brand new world, one that was totally different than the one you knew, but like your namesake, one that was not altogether alien to you. I smiled, continuing to face fuck you and slam your throat as my own mouth was feasting on your cunt. I loved eating pussy, the texture of your juices an almost religious experience as I did so. I then paused long enough to answer you, making it very clear what I wanted from you.

"Cum with me now, Bitch 'Alice'. Let your quim flow as I continue to eat you out, and fill my mouth with your juices. Cover my fact and your thighs, and then start to grovel for what you need next. You know what it is, and you know how badly you need it."

I returned my mouth to your twat, sucking, nibbling, licking, and probing your pussy still more. I wanted you to realize that your groveling was key, and that the better you did the faster you would get what your body was needing.
 
Your mouth was magic on my throbbing and dripping cunt. So much so that I honestly didn’t think I could hold out much longer. Though I had to try until I knew for sure you wanted me to let go and give in. That was just the way of things now. I knew this and wasn’t about to ignore that fact. Just then, when I didn’t think I could bear it any longer, I heard those sweet words of permission passing over your lips. And, oh god, I let go with a fury! I couldn’t help myself. Everything you were doing felt so good, I had no choice but to succumb to the pleasures you were allowing me to experience right then. As I did, I heard myself cry out, my moans filling the air as I let out tiny squeaking gasps.

“Master… Master…”

I could feel my juices flowing from me right then. Never had I cum so hard before. I knew my juices were smearing onto your face, your lips. I could feel your tongue lapping at me, licking me clean as I writhed there against you. My body was shaking and shivering, residual effects of the intense orgasm I’d just experienced thanks to you.

“Mmm… Master… I’m so sensitive…” I was whimpering as I spoke, my body trembling as you ceased to relent your assault on my achingly sensitive clit.

Body shaking, I continued to lavish attentions to your cock. It really was amazing to behold. With it, you gave me such pleasures. The way it filled up my cunt or my ass, the way it stretched and worked my body, the way it could strike my G-spot when you so wished. All of it. My god! How could I not adore it for all those wonderful things?

As my body orgasmed against you, I could feel how close you were too. And then, when you erupted your seed into my mouth… oh it was heaven. It was a wonderful, surreal dream and I never wanted to wake up. Yes. Alice had gone down the rabbit hole and she had no intentions of going home. Not ever. There were far too many curious and amazing things to explore where she was and she wasn’t about to let those slip past her. No. She was precisely where she was meant to be and wanted to stay.

“Mmm… Master. You are so delicious,” I rasped out, panting hard against your cock.

Making tiny, appreciative noises, I licked and sucked on your cock, continuing to gag myself every so often as well. I couldn’t help myself and had no idea what had come over me. I just knew that I was happy and was relishing this time with you. I was glad you’d chosen me to be your slave, your ‘Alice’. There really were no words to describe it. As I drank down every bit of your decadent cum, I felt another need suddenly burn deeply inside my core.

“Master,” I began, my voice laced with desperation. “Master, please.” I knew what it was that my body needed, what it craved. I was beside myself when the realization struck me. Oh, you knew me so well. “Please, Master. Fuck my ass. I need it so badly, Master. Stretch it, fuck it hard.” Just then I began to whimper and could feel my eyes prickling with tears that threatened to spill down my pale cheeks. “Oh god, Master, I beg of you. Please, fuck my ass. Your Alice needs this, Master. Please!”

I didn’t know what exactly had come over me. I just knew I hoped you’d hear out my pleas and grant me what it was that I suddenly needed so terribly that it hurt. Oh, it was like my body was screaming to be manhandled by you, to be dominated so thoroughly and completely by you. I was yours now and you’d awakened things in me I never knew possible, but was so glad to have realized you did. Yet another reason why I knew I was exactly where I was supposed to be, my heart swelling for you as my body ignited even more than it already had.

“Please, Master. Please. Please, fuck my ass, Master. Your Alice wants you to remind her who it is she belongs to. The perfect reminder. Oh god, please, Master. For your Alice…”
 
As I continued to lap up your pussy juices, I listened as you whimpered and groveled for me to fuck your tight ass. It was a very pleasing and sweet sound to hear, and I had very intention of doing just that. You had swallowed every drop I gave you in your mouth and throat, and now I wanted you to really enjoy how much I possessed you. I kissed and nibbled on your pussy, thighs, and perineum as I moved to pull my cock out of your mouth and throat. I soon was moving, spanking your pussy, thighs, and perineum while at the same time getting you onto the edge of where I had been fucking your throat at the same time that I ate you out. I gripped your thighs, yanking you as I rammed my cock into your tight ass.

I waited a couple of minutes, letting you get used to my taking your ass from that position. I then started to pound your ass from the very first second after that. I gripped your shoulders, yanking you hard as I was thrusting brutally hard and deep into you. I loved how you made sounds as I roughly stretch your tight sphincter, knowing that you were going to beg for more. I kissed and licked away your tears, making it very clear that, though I did care for you as I say, I fully intended to stretch your ass as I pleased. I wanted you feeling my large and wide cock doing that to you, as it would allow me to take even more control of you and get you comfortable with being totally mine after that session was done.

"Yes, my lovely Bitch Alice. Show your Master how much you need, want, deserve, and love how he sodomizes your ass. Open yourself up to the reality that, unlike your original image a the office, you want to be totally dominated and pounded. Get ready to tell me how much you like it, because if I am not satisfied with how you grovel.. I will stop fucking your tight and hungry ass all together."
 
The moment you rammed your cock inside me, making your claim and dominance over me more than clear, I let out a yelp and could hear myself beginning to whimper. I couldn’t help it. This was only the second time you’d taken me this way, the only man to have ever taken me this way. Yet I oddly found myself craving it now. It was so hard to explain the emotions I was feeling as you pounded my ass, stretching it and bruising my body as you did. I loved that it pleased you. That I could submit this way to you, showing you my trust as well as my deep-seated need I never knew existed, but had now awakened because of you.

Beloved Master…

“Yes, Master,” I whimpered, feeling my tears start to spill from my eyes. “I love it. I need it.” My body was shaking as you took me without mercy, marking my body with every touch and every thrust.

It thrilled me that you handled me like this. The marks would be a reminder of our time together. But it also showed pride, or so it felt to me. The idea that you could be proud of me, proud to have me as your slave… oh there were no words to describe that. It was truly humbling and made my skin break out into goose bumps.

As I groaned and cried there, you not letting up one bit with your pounding thrusts, I could feel my juices oozing from my throbbing cunt. They were pooling and dripping, making my thighs wet. I was wet with both lust and love for you and now, more than ever, I wanted you to be pleased with and proud of me. You deserved that for showing me this side of myself, for making me realize a potential I’d never broached and probably never would have had you not taken the time to make your initial claim of me.

“Master…” I panted. “Oh god, Master.” My voice was full of a desperation that even I could hear as you continued to take me with relentless mercy. “I love this. Pound my ass harder, Master. Please.” The urgency as I begged you, I almost couldn’t believe it. “I need you to fuck it, Master. Hard. Please. Your Bitch Alice needs this, Master.”

Just then, I could feel more tears streaking my cheeks. My eyes were starting to become sore and I was almost certain they were red-rimmed by now. But that didn’t seem to matter. You wanted me anyway and you were going to take what was yours. And god, I so wanted that. I loved how you took the control away, manipulating me in ways that made me blush and only come to realize more about myself the things I’d never known.

Wonderful Master…

“Master… I love this. Keep fucking my ass, Master… don’t stop. Please…” As I continued to beg I could feel my clit beginning to ache again. I’d need release soon and I so hoped you’d give it to me. “Take me here, anywhere. I’m your Alice, Master. Your Bitch… that makes me yours.” I whimpered loudly, groaning a bit as my clit began to ache even more, my cunt throbbing as more of my juices began to flow from it. “Yours to have, to take anywhere and anytime it pleases you. Oh Master Carl, I need to cum. Please, Master Carl.”

Crying, begging, my body truly was yours. Wholly and completely, I submitted it fully to you, making myself so vulnerable to all that you could possibly do to me. Things I’d hoped you’d do. As I continued to sob, I hoped you could see and sense how genuine I was being. I’d meant it all, every word. And now I could only hope that you’d allow me sweet and glorious release.

“Please, Master Carl…” I rasped out, my heart racing as my mind spun. Trying to focus long enough to hear your response.
 
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