Thread: The Grand Castle! (Jack Stalker and Sensualist)

Up close Hugh could see that Anne was every bit as fuckable as he'd thought she would be. Her scent filled his nostrils and her body fucked his eyes as he moved in towards her, feeling the heat from her flesh as well as her eyes as he made to escort her to her destination. His cock was rampant, his blood boiling with lust and depravity. His thoughts filled with nothing but her imagined moans and the way her tight holes would feel when they sucked on his cock and flooded it with her sinful juices. His eyes trailed up her legs as she turned around, watching her walk upwards was a sight to behold, her taut firm ass pressing against the flimsy fabric of her dress, her well rounded calves stretching and tensing as she moved away from him, giving him a display of her body which only served to fire his blood further and inflame his already out of control lust and desire. He was almost surprised that he wasn't having to fight off the attentions of a dozen other men as she walked ahead of him. Still, they knew who he was, and thus how he would deal with such insolence. He followed her into the first room she chose. He had no idea of the castle layout, so this was a random decision he supposed, still it served his purposes. He closed the door behind him, the click of the lock echoing slightly in the room as the door sealed. He watched her turn around, his eyes raking back and forth up and down her perfect body, drinking in the shape of her hips, her tits pressing against her dress, the slits in it exposing glimpses of her 'fuck me' lingerie, her feet delicately wearing her 'rape me' heels. His cock throbbed impatiently, his skin burning heat as he listened to her words come spilling out from between her perfect lips. He gave a cruel twisted smirk and approached her, arrogance and confidence poured off of him as he moved up to her and stared into her eyes. SLAP! the sound reverberated through his palm and the reddening cheek of her face. He reached up, his left hand closing about her throat as he leaned in closer, their lips a few inches apart. He let the sting sink into her skin before he opened his mouth to speak in a strict tone which was crisp and clear. There are a few realities you need to embrace. When you address me, you will address me as sir or master. I am not here to answer your questions like some common assistant, I am here so that you can please me, with your flesh, your moans and your sweat. I am here because I take what I want, when I want it... and you, my dear, have been selected to pleasure me until such time that I decide otherwise. he hissed. As for your question... I will indulge you, as it suits me to. What I'm going to do is awaken your inner whore. I'm going to make you soak your thighs, drip from your filthy cunt and fuck you until you are a screaming wretch, a sinful little bitch who knows only how to beg for her next orgasm. Look at you! Look at what you are wearing! You came here to tease, entice, lure, to let your inner whore out, to parade your inner slut, to show off your incredible body in order to get yourself fucked to rags. Why, I bet your tight young cunt is weeping already, seeping forth your liquid sin at the thought that you are finally going to be fucked the way that a woman like you deserves to be fucked. Hard, long, brutally, by a man consumed with nothing but lust for your flesh. he growled. No amount of talent in business, skill with words, progress with a career, or wealth and resources, can get you into a room like this with a man like me. Only your looks can achieve that, and your looks are without measure. He stepped back, stroking the tip of the crop he carried up her left leg until it caught against the bottom of her dress. You have gone to some expensive lengths to tease and entice with your lingerie. As such there is no need to keep it hidden any longer, is there? Your inner whore is free to expose itself here, in this room, so you need to do so. I want you to take off your dress. Slowly. Keep your heels on though, I like them. he told her. Obey me and there will be rewards, non compliance will be punished. Understand, that you will not be leaving my presence until I allow you to. he insisted with a smirk, as though either would please him in the end. When you are stripped of your dress I want you to walk over to that wall and bring me one of the ropes there. As well as one of the flogs. he nodded towards a rack next to the bed. His tone commanding and expectant as he addressed her. Even in her heels he towered over her, dominating her with his words and presence as he felt himself grow harder. You will then place them on this table, then stand here with your back to me and your arms raised over your head. he tapped the carpet with the crop, then moved it to hover a short distance from her ass as he walked around her. Do you understand? Acknowledge and proceed... and tell me your name and why you are here as you do so. Of course he knew who she was, but he wanted to see if she would try to hide her identity or confess it. He wanted to see how far she would comply.