Taking His Virgin - Club Lush

“Y-yes, yes, fuck! Fuck me, master, fuck me hard!” she screamed.

Taking her at her word, I started to pump harder, fucking her sweet little ass roughly, asking her to scream out her joy.

The ass-gasm rattled through her like we were next to a rail yard, her legs shaking even in her bounds. I unleashed my load deep inside her and kissed her tenderly as I eased out of her, gently massaging her stretched out asshole as I did so.

Easing her legs down onto the bed, I undid the ropes around her wrists as well and pulling her into a tender embrace. There was no use trying to deny it. I was falling in love with the girl, and that was that.

Amanda was such a good pet and still had the potential to be even better. There was so much more I wanted to do with her. I would love to be there as she grew and developed. It wasn’t the arrangement I had, though, and I knew I had to let her go. She had a life back home, and it would be wrong for me to keep her from it.

“You can call Liz if you want. I’m going to clean you up and feed you, but then I’ll drive you to your hotel if that’s what you want.”

There was an agonizing moment of silence as Amanda thought it over. Then, to my surprise and delight, she got down on her knees on the floor, head down in a classic submissive position.

“Are you done with me so soon, master?”Epilogue - AmandaIt was like a slap in the face. True I wasn’t sure at first, but I had never been more sure of anything than at that moment. Warren was my master, and I wanted to stay with him. He was talking about me going to my hotel and then, presumably, going home. Away from him and his lovely hands and thick cock. I couldn’t even imagine it. It would seem like torture to be away from him. I had to do something drastic, so I got into my best pet position to show my loyalty to him.

“No,” he said in response to my question, “not by a long shot. There is so much I still want to do with you, and I want to see who you will become. You are so young and so full of potential; it just fills me with joy. I-I love you, Amanda.”

“I’ll stay as long as you want me, master,” I said, looking Warren in the eye.

“How about forever?” he asked.

“R-really?” I asked, wondering if he might be testing me.

“Of course, I don’t joke about such things. Amanda Masson, will you marry me?”

“Yes!” I shouted, leaping into his arms.

He kissed me passionately like he had in the kitchen. Letting me know he truly loved me and would never let me go.

Swooping me up off the floor, my sweet, loving master carried me all the way into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I flinched a bit when I saw the hooks. The punishment he’d put me through was deserved but challenging to get through.

“It’s okay, pet,” he said, hugging me close, “no punishments today.”

I pressed my face against his bare chest, feeling his heartbeat as it synced with mine. I’d never felt so warm and safe.

When the water was just right, my lovely master helped me into the shower, under the warming spray, came in close behind.

I’d expected him to fuck me right away. To just bend me over and ravage me, but my master was more patient than that. Taking up a bottle of nice body wash, he washed me all over, from head to feet, paying particular attention to my pussy and asshole. Both of which were well on the way to recovering from the pounding he had given me. Introducing me to new dimensions of pleasure. Teaching me what my body could really do.

It was a bit strange, at first. I’d never really had anyone wash my hair before, at least not that I could remember. It was nothing sexual but still very intimate and caring, requiring a lot of trust. I loved the feeling of Warren’s hands running through my hair and massaging my scalp, humming as he did so. I was feeling truly loved.

When I was all clean and relaxed, feeling better than I had in years, my lovely master leaned me back against him.

“Bend over, pet,” he whispered.

I bent forward with his gentle guidance, pressing my hands against the cold tile of the back wall for balance.

“Good girl,” he said, kissing me on the back of the neck.

A shiver of pleasure went through me, his approval feeling absolutely fantastic. All most as good as when he started stroking my pussy.

“That feel good, pet?” he asked.

“Yes, master,” I moaned.