Steven has accepted that he'd rather find true love over being anyone's Master. While he misses the lifestyle, he adores steady, sensible, Kaitlyn. Steven happens upon her diary, intrigued by what secrets a good girl could hide and finds a while world she's never discussed with anyone else. Suddenly his every desire -- Kaitlyn and The Lifestyle -- are within his grasp, but he'll only have one night to get it right.
Kaitlyn can't believe she allowed herself to be reeled in by the psycho that's just kidnapped her. She thought while dating and sharing a bed with Steven for the last three months, she'd have a clear idea of his character. Now she's tied up in an old train car with no one to help her escape. Trapped, she only has two choices. Find an escape or give into the desires she's only ever fantasized about.
His fingers danced across her abdomen. Ripples of pleasure coursed through her. He cupped her breasts, and then pulled them gently away from her chest. Mesmerized, she watched as he lowered his head and flicked his tongue across each nipple.
The pleasure he created in pulling her breast away from her body had her pussy swelling in seconds. His teeth nipped over the hardened bud of her nipple. His tongue continued its onslaught; it wrapped around each areola, laving circles around each one. He squeezed her breasts and worked her nipples. Her head fell back between her shoulders. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she could no longer suppress a whimper.
“Do not cum until I give you permission.”
She panted her answer, unable to form a response. She shivered, trying to block the sensations. The hot, wet tip of his tongue glided over her neck. Her pulse jumped and sent electric currents through her body. He dropped her breasts and pulled her in close to his half-dressed body. Her thighs rubbed against the soft twill of his slacks; his chest hairs tickled her breasts.
She groaned, helpless to relieve the tension building in her body. The bulge in his pants pressed between her legs, and his teeth nipped at her neck. Again, he kissed his way farther up the side of her neck, swirling the tip of his tongue in her ear, nibbling her ear lobe. She squirmed against him, panted, and whimpered, “I can’t take much more.”
His low, throaty laugh made her shiver. “Oh, I think you can handle much more. You’re just being bratty.”
Her head swam when his fingers slid down her back. Something cold and hard pressed against her back entrance.
She stiffened against him; her eyes found his. He grinned down at her. That lazy grin made her shiver in pleasure.
“What are you doing?”
“A little toy I just bought.” He dipped his little “toy” down, slid it into her wet channel. She gasped when he hit the right spot, then he removed the object to press against her anus once again. This time she refused to tighten, knowing that, no matter what, it was going in.
“Just relax, baby. I’m not going to play with it, just leave it inside you while I make you cum.”
That word again. She groaned. Her body throbbed with need. Her heart rate was so high she thought it would leap from her chest. She pressed her buttocks back, as if reaching for the rounded head. “Then please, get it over with.”
He leaned forward and pressed her hips back against his erection. “How would you feel to have two men taking you at once. One from behind, one in front, filling both your holes.”
Her knees buckled, and she groaned. Shaking from the inside out, she could barely speak. “Yes.” Like a cat mewing, she begged. “Please.”
Still he rubbed the hard end against her hole, teasing her, melting her, testing her. “Don’t want me to be gentle, do you?”
She shook her head violently. He thrust the object deep inside her ass. Her muscles reacted, spasmed around the smooth, phallic toy. The pain engrained itself into her head, and she shuddered, desperately holding onto the orgasm she wasn’t allowed to have. “Oh, God, Steven. Please…please…I need to come.”
Shamelessly she tried to lift her legs, press her sex against him. Filling her ass with the toy only made her beg more. His fingers found her tight, wet entrance and slid inside. He curled his fingers upwards, meeting her most sensitive core.
“Come,” he breathed against her lips.
His fist held tightly to her hair, his lips crushed hers with unrestrained force, pushing his tongue past her teeth. She could only whimper and follow his command. She screamed into his mouth unable to return the kiss as he tongue-fucked her mouth.