. He saw her reflection in the mirror. Her mouth parted and a whimper left her lips as he penetrated her cunt just an inch. My God, she felt deliciously tight, but he knew he’d hurt her if he continued. “Oh, baby, you’re little clit needs some extra attention. What you need is a clit ring. The added stimulation would make Ella one horny baby.”
She looked shocked that he’d mentioned it, and she spoke out, “Oh, no, Max.” She shook her head. “It would hurt too much.”
He smiled. “Only for a second or two, and it heals very quickly, just a couple of weeks. You’d find the sensation during sex unbelievable.” He saw her mulling over the suggestion. That was good. If she was open to his ideas, he figured Ella would make a willing submissive. One he could mold into the perfect slave.
“My fingers will relax you for now. Remember, keep looking at my reflection.” He caressed a finger against her swelling bundle of clitoral nerves. Using the mirror, she stared into his eyes. The mirror enhanced his sexual arousal. Observing their reflection felt voyeuristic as though they were watching another couple f*ck
ing close by. He watched Ella bite down on her lower lip as his finger repeatedly circled her clit. Now she was lovely and wet and ready to be f*ck
ed properly. Her p*ssy
throbbed around the tip of his cock, and he began sliding further inside, filling her slowly, inch by inch. Halfway in she began crying out, her back arching, begging him to fill her completely. Max had never been in a hurry regarding sex. To him it had always been an act to be savored and enjoyed. He had the control, and he’d learned over the years how to use it for best effect.
When he was almost seated to the hilt, he wrapped his arm more firmly around her waist. He then scooped her back against his chest until they were virtually upright. Her tight, wet p*ssy
slid down the remainder of his shaft, burying him to the hilt in her body. Ella cried out, “Max, you feel so good inside me.”
“You too, baby.” Her eyes were hooded, and he reminded her, “Keep looking at our reflection.”
Her chest heaved with excitement, her lips parted, gasping, breathing in more air. Max squeezed her clit tightly between his finger and thumb, stimulating the nerve endings. “Come for me, Ella,” he whispered, licking her earlobe as he stared intently at her beautiful reflection. He kissed her cheek, and nuzzled her soft flesh, feeling her whole body spasm and throb around his cock. He wrapped an arm tightly around her, caressing her breasts, stretching and teasing her sexy, dark brown nipples as her cries reached fever pitch. She followed his instructions to the letter, never once taking her gaze from his.
“Max.”
“Nearly there, baby. Come for me, come for me,” he hissed breathily in her ear.
“Max, please. Dear God, what are you doing to me?”
He felt her cunt tighten around his cock, milking it for all she was worth. Her orgasm, when it finally crashed through, was explosive. He knew then, as she climaxed, that Ella would make the perfect slave.
Chapter Eight
“Max, that was unbelievable,” Ella cried out. She’d always found it difficult to achieve orgasm, but Max had managed to make her climax in a matter of minutes. Max was as sexy as hell. His rich, deep voice sent shivers down her spine, and the way he’d insisted on her looking at their reflection heightened her sexual experience.
Ella arched her back as he began thrusting in earnest. Her p*ssy
throbbed every time he filled her with his large prick. It felt so good. Max’s olive complexion, darker than hers, contrasted wonderfully with her paler skin. His one hand caressed her breasts, tweaking the nipple between his finger and thumb. The other held her hip. She stared into his piercing, silver-gray eyes through the reflection in the mirror, mesmerized by his presence. Totally absorbed by him.
He whispered breathily into her ear as he continued pumping his length inside her. “Soon, Ella, I’m gonna take you into the playroom, and show you around. I know that’s what you want.”
A spasm throbbed deep in her p*ssy
at the idea. “Max, you know it is. I’ve fantasized about you for years. I want to know about the playroom. It turns me on. It makes my p*ssy
wet.”
He thrust deeper still. His voice growled in her ear, “I’m gonna do things to you that you’ve never dreamed of. Wonderful, wicked things that you couldn’t even begin to imagine.”
Her whole body tingled with new sensations. To actually be at Max’s mercy sounded so wonderful. From what she’d read she knew there would be an element of pain. But if she felt as good as she did right now, then the experience would be awesome. “Yes, Max, yes. I’ll be your slave.”
“No, not until you submit to me, in any way I desire. Only then will you be ready to be a true slave.” He continued filling her wanton, wet p*ssy
fast and hard, thrusting his cock even deeper inside her. Ella had never felt so feminine, sexy, and full. Her p*ssy