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Be Careful What You Wish For... (Bludmagnus/Jaijin)

Anya stared avidly at his cock as he held it out, watched him squeeze it, watched it stiffen so rapidly, swelling and lengthening. It was indeed a large cock, and she felt admiration for it, such a lovely cock. She crawled to it wondering in amazement as she did so at how quickly he was again ready for her. Her lips wrapped around it and she began to suck, her tongue taking in the taste of herself on him. She teased his shaft with her tongue, inhaling him with her mouth. Her eyes kept staring up to his face as if seeking affirmation that she was pleasing to him.

Moving her head up and down, she began to simulate sex as she took his length deep into her mouth, pushing almost to the back of her throat, and then sliding out, savoring the taste, warmth, and satin velvet feel of him within her mouth.
 
Devon smiled down at Anya, but only partly because her mouth was pleasuring him. He was also smiling for the fact that she was clueless as to what she had signed over of herself, and he loved how eager she was even when she did not know what was going to happen. He then reached and got her wrists, binding them behind her before returning one hand to her head. As he held her head in place, not allowing her to move with his shaft bottomed out down her throat, he used the other hand to stroke,squeeze, twist, pinch, and spank on her wonderful tits. As she reacted to that, he laughed in a wicked tone to make her understand just how totally under his control she really was. As he spoke, he scolded her but also showed his affection and admiration for her.

"When you spent my money without any permission, I was very angry and still am angry to a degree. I could easily have you arrested by denouncing you to the police, so you need to keep that in mind for the future. It is very good that you are extremely limber, because I am going to put you into positions that will test all of your flexibility. I also intend to fuck you in ways that will push you to the point of exhaustion and need for respite from my taking that particular orifice, but you know that as mine, you are going to have to build up your stamina."

He then allowed her head to move, but kept his hand where he stopped her from moving too much. He then used his free hand to start spanking her ass and pussy again, his eyes telling her that now, as His, she had little say in what was happening. He even spanked on her perineum, getting that entire area well disciplined. It was not the only punishment he had for her, and he slowly started to back up and spoke to her as he did. His words were his direct and forceful tone he wanted her to get used to, the tone of a man in total control of the woman he possesses.

"Do not let my cock slip all the way out of your throat for long, or you will be punished. Do not let my cock slip out of your mouth at all, or you will be punished."

He was intending to get her into the lower "family room", which now was part of his elaborate Dungeon set-up. She was going to beg him for mercy, then more... and then both before the night was over. He was going to show her a kind of love he knew she never thought possible, and he was going to relish every fucking minute of it.
 
Anya felt almost drugged at how thrilled she was to be pleasuring this magnificent male. It was better than any high she had ever experienced and though there was pain as he took possession of her throat with his velvet clad cock, she struggled to accept this as her due. He was both turning her on and teasing her with electric jolts of pain.

Her eyes stared up at him eager for his every word, his every movement. She belonged to him in a way that few other women could ever hope for. Her lithe body jerked in sudden pain when he twisted her nipple and she felt tears welling up as she focused for a moment on the urgent need to expel the thick, firm cock filling her slender throat.

And then he made clear of his anger at her actions and she wanted to curl up in shame. The shame vanished as he began to spank her with his hand, painful slaps that hurt both her body and heart. She didn’t like him being unhappy with her. Still, she desperately strived to obey his every word, gasping as he pulled his cock out, her head following his cock, trying to please and tease it. Drool mixed with pre-cum covered her chin as she reached out with her tongue and leaned forward taking him once more into her mouth.

She loved him. She was his. If only he would stop punished her and take her into his magnificent bedroom or maybe they would sit in the jacuzzi for hours and laugh and cuddle. She wanted to get past this "bad girl" period and get on to being his beloved, pampered fiancée. She wondered when the would first go out. She wanted to see the cameras flash as they tried to take pictures of the girl who would marry this famous, wonderful man.
 
He then had her in the "Dungeon", the many devices, toys, and instruments in there reflecting all of his various interests. He then gripped her head, pulling her closer as he started to really slamfuck her throat. He continued the spanking, now using the belt that he had taken from around his waist. He used it on her ass only a few times, as he was soon cumming down her throat. He held her head in place, grinding his crotch into her face and his cock down in her throat. He growled, groaned, gasped, and grunted, making her swallow every drop as his hand still holding the belt massaged her throat so she took every drop into her gullet. He then slowly pulled out, his hand holding the back of her head as he smiled very wickedly into her tear-stained face and told her precisely what she was going to do next.

"That frame in the center of the room, I know you see it. You are going to crawl to it, then move and stand there so I can put you into it. We are going to start your re-education, Anya, and you are going to show me how much you want to be mine. You are my Fiance now, but you are also my Slave Slut by your own word. You will do what I say or your consequences will be a dozen or more times severe. I want you read by the time we are to be married, and the faster you do as you are told, the smoother the journey from this to our honeymoon on my yacht going around the world."
 
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