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A New Start (Crushedbyheels + Moonsblackwolf)

(I apologize for the delay. I was away on a sudden business trip but I will be online more often and posting frequently again!)

She could feel him shivering and enjoying her mouth as her mouth lowered further, her tongue writhing beneath his length. She was grateful to her his sounds of please knowing it would please her master greatly. She hoped it would mean that the stranger would give her master the news that she'd been good and she wouldn't be punished. Her mouth sucked firmly as his hand went to the back of her head and pressed down. She knew what was coming but she couldn't help but tense up. Her master did enjoy fucking her throat and gagging her until she was sick or about to pass out from not being able to breath. She felt her fingers dig into the bedspread, careful to not harm him as he pushed her down harder. She tried her best to not resist him, her mouth continue to suck and lick at his large cock while he started to get rougher.
 
((It's cool, life happens. I was just sending out a round of apologies, I've been gone for a few days myself.))

He felt his whole body tense. Her mouth was fantastic. And yet he could still sense that this skill had come about through torture and pain. At the moment, he didn't care. His back arched as he came inside her, pouring hot white semen down her throat. It had been too much; her mouth, her tongue. In that instant all he cared for was the release.
 
She could feel his body tensing around her, preparing for his climax. His cock pulsed in her mouth and she gave a small whimper as she felt his thick salty cum fill her mouth. She held it all in her mouth, her lips sealed tight around the base to not spill a drop as he held her head in place. She felt his cock still and his body began to relax from his pleasure. She brought her eyes up to his face, seeing his eyes closed and that he seemed to enjoy her mouth greatly. Her mouth moved gently against his cock as she swallowed his seed, her tongue lapping at his still stiff cock as she cleaned up all cum from him. Once she was complete, she waited for him to let her know he was ready to let off of his cock.
 
He pulled his cock out of her mouth and looked down at her with a warm smile, brushing a sweat strand of hair out of her face. He caressed her gently, and kissed her on the forehead.

"That was amazing," he said. "Now it's your turn again, remember?"

He pushed her back gently on the bed and mounted her, lying on top of her, kissing her gently, stroking her. He shuddered to think what Dryfus had done to make this act, the simple act of making love, a torture for her. He was resolved that it would not be the case anymore. He held her side and looked into her eyes, exuding a calming hypnosis as he lined his cock head up with her pussy.


"I'm going to show you,' he said, "how this is supposed to feel."

The tip of his head slid inside of her.
 
As he lifted her body from her kneeling position before him, she flinched as he brushed the hair away. She was terrified that she had messed up something already. Instead he was kissing her forehead and telling her how wonderful she had performed. While she was glad he enjoyed her touch, she was cautious still as he laid her down on her back. Her eyes watched him with a wide fearful look as he moved above her. Her lips were a little dry as he kissed her, his lips barely moving against his unsure what he wanted from her. She felt his rough hands slidding butterfly soft over her sore and abused sides.

It was odd however as she felt him lining up her cock that she became less panicked. Her mind almost seemed washed out as he began to press himself inside of her. Her body tensed in pain as his cock stretched her sore and bruised pussy but it was quickly taken away with his hypnosis.

Dryfus had enjoyed the little show so far. He was quite the voyuer honestly and seeing his friend using his favorite toy was very arousing. His hand was stroking his cock, pleasing himself at the images before him. Although he was disappointed that she wasn't being used properly, that she wasn't screaming and begging for mercy.
 
He slid inside of her, slowly and gently, filling her up with his cock. He could tell she had been abused down there, cruelly hurt, but his light hypnosis would hopefully calm her and take away the pain. A tear fell down his cheek as he pushed inside of her and began to give her a slow, gently, caring fuck, caressing her body, kissing her, pressing them together warmly. All he could think was that he wanted her to experience, for once, real lovemaking, the way it was meant to be.
 
She could feel him pressing his hips closer to hers until they were touching fully. His large cock filled her completely, the length and girth just perfect without being overly painful. She was still nervous but his previous actions left her desiring more but she wasn't sure if she was ready. Despite knowing that this man was honestly enjoying her body, she had a feeling that her master would not agree. It was the truth because as Dryfus continued to stroke his cock in a long languished motion, he began to imagine the ways he would play with his pet when they both rose for the night.

She gave a soft moan as he touched her gently, his hands magically avoiding all her painful spots and making her body crave more. Her body shifted beneath him, her legs wrapping behind his almost encouraging him to fuck her harder. Her back arched pressing into his chest slight.
 
He felt her start to give in, felt her fear begin to wane, felt her finally respond to his attentions, and he almost exploded with relief. He began to give her body what she wanted, let her have more. He began to dive into her body, fucking her deeper, harder, careful to avoid her bruises, still kissing her and caressing her lovingly.

"Good," he whispered in her ear. "So good, that's right. It can be about pleasure, not just pain, let me show you."

And, he thought, he thought he had a plan. A plan that would get her out of here. He would start with her, with this one suffering girl, and then he would worry about the rest of his old friends baronetcy.
 
Her body still ached faintly but that was being washed in a wave of pleasure that he caused. She whimpered to him, her body and mind confused as to how to react to this situation. Every sensation she experience had been pain or related to it. If Dryfus ever gave her pleasure it was another methof of torture...to taunt her or give her please just to take it away. He very much liked to tease and taunt her until he knew it felt good and pleasureable and then...punish her for it. He wanted to trick her and make her unsure and know it's not predictable. The consist fear was a drug to him...so tasty to watch her squirm and beg unsure what would happen next. Dryfus gave a little grunt as he watched his pet getting fucked harder.

She gave a little whimper of fear as he went harder, afraid he was going to hurt her.
 
In a way, HE wanted to trick her too. As he slid in and out of her, enjoying how warm and wet she was, carefully holding her so as not to hurt her, he wanted to make her forget, for just one moment, all the horrors she had lived through. All the horrors he WOULD take her away from. As he heard her whimper, he knew that even now she was thinking back to some time she had been hurt, some cruelty Dryfus had laid down on her.

He didn't care. He continue to make love to her, not hurt her or fuck her, and allowed her to feel the difference.
 
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