I imagine that when she awoke, it was 7:30 and I was gone. She'd never been alone in my apartment before. She wants to snoop. She can't. There's a note by the bed. Darling Alana, it starts, and the rest is instructions to wait until I return. She looks out of the window and sees her reflection in the sunlight. The next building is ten feet away. She waits for someone to walk by, to catch her. No one does. She remembers the first night she came to my apartment. We'd just met, but I'd known immediately what was going to happen. I'd said I would feed her, and to follow me, so she did. I told her it was a dinner party, but when we got there it was just she, I, and a refrigerator full of leftovers. She hadn't been surprised. I took her coat and hung it up at the door. She walked slowly into the living room, looking around somewhat absently. I walked up behind her and slid my arms around her, pulling her to face me. I watched her eyes widen suddenly, her lips parting slightly. I took her head in my hands and brought her lips to mine, sucking her lower lip into my mouth and biting gently. Alana drew in breath and smiled softly, pulling me closer and kissing me hard, licking the inside of my mouth passionately. I think she'd been expecting this. I started to move against her, wanting her more and more, stroking hard all over her body. I slid my hand between her legs, biting her lip and thrusting my tongue into her mouth. Alana began to breathe heavily, her lips parted and flushed. She started to writhe against my hand, kissing me hungrily. I moved my hands up to her shirt, took it between my fingers and slipped it over her head, letting it drop to the floor. I couldn't think about anything except the way her body felt against mine. I pulled her against me quickly, licking and biting her neck, hearing her cry out. The feeling of her soft flesh giving way under my teeth was overwhelming. I wanted to fuck her. Wrapping my arms around her, I unhooked her bra, pushed her over to the bed, and began kissing down between her breasts. I slid my hand roughly between her legs, running my tongue over her breast. I heard her mumble "so good, Mira", panting audibly. Unbuttoning her pants with my free hand, I bit down gently on her nipple, running my tongue softly over the tip. I felt Alana arch against my mouth, eagerly helping me unbutton her pants and slide them down to her knees. Sucking her nipple suddenly into my mouth, I ran my teeth over her, sucking her hard into my mouth again and again. I slid my finger lightly between her legs, feeling the wetness spread rapidly. I felt her breath on my neck as she panted and whined softly, squirming under me. Sliding my arms from behind her back, I slid them down her arms, and held her hands down by her sides. I bit quickly down her stomach, my teeth sinking hungrily into her flesh, my head spinning. I could feel the pull of how much she wanted me. I pushed her leg back a little, licking and biting urgently up her inner thigh. I raised my eyes a little, seeing Alana's nails digging into her thighs. I slid my hands over hers, sliding my tongue over her, licking her hard. Running my teeth over her sensitive flesh, I sucked her clit into my mouth again and again, moaning at her taste in my mouth. I listened to Alana draw in breath and cry out sharply, watching her hands grip the sides of the bed in an agony of lust, fluid running down the insides of her thighs. I ran my tongue over and inside her again and again, biting down on her, listening to her moans and greedily swallowing as much of her as I could. I heard her crying out over and over, "yes...yes, Mira...don't stop." Unable to contain myself, I drove my fingers into her as deep as I could, my thumb sliding over her clit, my free hand reaching up and holding her hands tightly above her head. I looked down, watching Alana's eyes grow wide, hearing her cry out in stunned and aching pleasure. Her eyes staring intensely into mine, she arched her back and rode my fingers as hard as she could. Shifting my body forward, I pushed her legs back, fucking her faster and harder, moving my wrists in small circles. I felt fluid running down my fingers, pooling in my palm and running down my wrist. I watched in stunned pleasure as Alana screamed my name, tightly closed her eyes and bit her lip hard enough to draw blood. Moaning painfully, I tightened my grip on her hands, bending to take her lip in my mouth. I sucked deeply on her lip, the metallic taste of her blood filling my mouth, rhythmically driving my fingers into her as fast and hard as I could. I could feel her tightening around my fingers. I could feel her moans passing through my body like electricity. My eyes locked on the white curve of her neck, arching back. I could feel the tension pulling through her body, stretching toward release. Thrusting deeper inside her, suddenly her eyes met mine. Gasping, she cried, "I'm yours...Mira, please...I belong to you." Closing my eyes in ecstasy, a deep moan crept over my lips. I pushed Alana's legs back further, fucking her harder, my wrist moving in quick tight circles. Alana began to tremble violently. I could feel her begin to spasm against me. I could hear the urgency in her low throaty moans. I released Alana's hands from above her head, quickly lowering my mouth to her. Continuing to thrust my fingers rapidly inside her, I began to lick her clit quickly, biting down gently. Moaning at Alana's taste in my mouth, I heard her crying, "yes...yes". I sucked her clit into my mouth, licking and biting her hard all over, my mouth pressed against her hot flesh as hard as I could manage. I felt myself trembling, overwhelmed by Alana's taste all through my mouth and the amazing wet feeling of slamming my fingers deep inside her. A moan welled up from deep inside me. I could feel her complete trembling adoration in rippling waves that began with her exquisite cries of pleasure and passed through my entire body. I felt my senses reaching fever pitch as Alana arched firmly to my mouth, releasing in gushing spurts that ran down my chin and over my wrist. I moaned happily over and over, licking her greedily all over and fucking her slowly, gently. "Oh, darling," she gasped. I could feel her blood pounding. She was mine. I heard her breath coming in great ragged gasps as I emptied her with my fingers, cleaning her gently with my tongue. I wanted more. It was all I could think about. When I felt her body completely relaxed and satisfied beneath me, I took her clit into my mouth, sucking very gently, and began to move my fingers quickly inside her. To my great surprise and delight she came again, filling my mouth with silky white fluid. I left my fingers deep inside her for a moment, feeling the strong pulse of her blood and cleaning her happily with my tongue. Slowly the shivers faded and she lay very still, making soft, pleased noises. I licked her slowly over and over, sliding my hands over the warm skin of her thighs and stomach. I felt her becoming mine, more and more. I heard her whisper in a barely audible, satisfied purr, that she loved me. A smile passed over my face. I pushed her legs open wide and slid my tongue inside her. I could feel her tighten around me immediately, her taste making me dizzy. I heard a deep throaty sigh and Alana began to move slowly against my mouth. I pushed my tongue as deep as I could inside her, sliding slowly, gently in and out of her. The feeling of her hot, soft, smooth muscle around my tongue made me lose myself in the consuming need to possess her. I felt Alana's hands cradling my head, holding my mouth against her. She was riding my mouth as slowly as she could stand. I could feel how excruciating it was for her, how much she wanted to use me. I loved that feeling. I felt warmth spreading achingly between my thighs, and I began to move my tongue faster inside her, pulling her tighter to my mouth. She began to thrust against my face gently. I could feel her clit swelling against my upper lip. I moved my hands from her hips and opened her more with my fingers, thrusting my tongue even deeper inside her delicious wetness. Alana spread her legs wider, giving me more room to deepen the urgent thrusts of my tongue. I could hear her breath coming faster and faster, driving me on. I moved the index finger of my left hand over her engorged clit, sliding gently over her in small circles, my tongue pulsing inside her. Slowly, she began to try to shift her position on top of me. I pulled her desperately on top of me, impaling her on my eager tongue. I heard her gasp, crying out my name. I loved the way my name sounded when she said it. I ran my hands over her thighs, urging her down hard on top of me, moving my tongue as quickly as I could deep inside her. I was starting to think that I would lose control over myself completely if she didn't fuck me. I wanted the feel of her inside me. I wanted her to fuck me so hard, to push me. Alana quickly turned around and raised her body slightly, offering me her clit. I closed my mouth around it, sucking gently, running my tongue softly over her. Suddenly, I slammed two of my fingers inside her violently. Alana cried out loudly and started to move harder against me. She began to stroke my sides. Alana slid her body slowly down mine, still moving against my mouth, kissing and licking my lower abdomen. It was all I could do to keep from pushing her off of me and taking her mouth, but I was enjoying the way she was moving on me, and the feeling of being denied. I moaned deeply, sliding my teeth over her clit and licking in small quick circles. The feeling of her smooth, hot, wet clit under my tongue was making me lose control. Alana's taste filling my mouth and her delicious kisses all over my abdomen and thighs were slowly pulling away my reason. I bit her again gently, enjoying the sound of Alana crying out in pleasure. Sliding my tongue down quickly, I drove it inside of her hard, lingering for a few seconds to enjoy the feeling of her tightening around me. Then I slid my tongue back up and sucked her clit into my mouth, moaning desperately. Alana pressed her clit hard to my mouth, and I whined loudly, rolling my tongue all over her. She moaned softly and sucked my clit into her mouth, her face tight between my legs. My body arched back, pulled taught like a bow, trembling. I cried out, Alana still pressed tightly to my mouth, moving hard over me, raking my teeth over her hyper-sensitive skin. Writhing against her mouth, I closed my lips around her clit, biting down on her and sucking as hard as I could. I had lost control completely. The feel of Alana's mouth on me sent ripples of pleasure shooting through my tense, trembling body. I gasped as Alana excitedly forced her hard tongue inside of me. I felt myself quivering and moving my hips involuntarily, desperate for more, for the wet, hot feeling of her tongue moving hard over me and inside me, for her lips closing around my clit, for her fingers digging into my thighs. I could feel her body sliding achingly against mine, her breasts and stomach running teasingly over me. She began to move her hips over my mouth faster and harder, covering my mouth with fluid. I could feel the delicious urgency ripping through her body. The heat from my body was nearly unbearable. I could feel fluid draining slowly, luxuriously out of me. I slid my tongue deep inside her as hard as I could. I moaned in a frenzy of pleasure, licking her hard, closing my teeth around her clit and sucking frantically, my tongue dancing over her. I felt Alana's moans vibrating through my body. She drove her tongue into me powerfully, filling me up. I felt her tongue growing soft inside me, lapping my wetness into her mouth, hearing her moan softly. I felt like I was spinning. She felt so good. I slid my hips against her eager mouth, pressing myself tightly to her, my tongue pulsing inside her quickly. Suddenly, Alana grabbed my hips with her hands, fucking me hard, her tongue a blur as she slammed it into me again and again, so deep inside me. Gasping, I let my head roll back a little, crying out painfully. I dug my fingernails into her legs as hard as I could, slamming my tongue hungrily into her again and again. My breath started to come faster as my body tensed, coiling like a spring under Alana's mouth. I pushed my tongue deep inside her once again, moving it in hard circles. Crying out sharply inside her, feeling my legs spasming, electric waves of pleasure soaring through me, I felt Alana slamming her tongue quick and hard deep inside me, her whole body shaking on top of me. I sunk my teeth into her hot swollen clit, licking fast and sucking rhythmically, feeling myself so close to release, my clit throbbing painfully. Suddenly, Alana started fucking me harder with her tongue, pushing me easily over the edge. I came so hard, crying out ecstatically, feeling Alana frantically trying to swallow as much of my come as she could. I could feel it trickling gently over my thighs. I sighed deeply, enjoying Alana's pleased moans. "Good girl", I whispered under my breath. I licked her all over, my tongue sliding easily over her, lapping her wetness into my mouth. She slid slowly off my mouth, her body glistening beautifully, her cheeks flushed. She slid down between my legs and continued to clean me, breathing heavily. I was enjoying the feeling of her tongue, moving slowly, meticulously all over me, listening to her barely audible, satisfied moans. I looked down at her, her hair falling softly over her face, her eyes closed tightly. "She belongs to me", I thought. I ran my hands through her hair, watching it shine, enjoying the feeling of it slipping gently through my fingers. I ran my finger down her cheek, taking her chin in my hand and raising her head, her eyes meeting mine. "You're such a good girl, Alana. I love you." She smiled, a pleased, sleepy smile and rested her head against my hand. I pulled her toward me gently, so that her head rested on my shoulder, her body wrapped tightly around mine. She lay like that, her eyes closed lightly, her face relaxed and flushed. I stroked her body gently, enjoying the small pleasure sounds she made. Soon, Alana fell asleep, her breath growing slow and regular, a satisfied look on her face. This was all going perfectly. She was just what I'd been looking for. I slid her head carefully off of my shoulder, laying it on to the white pillow. I eased her body back a little, so she rested comfortably in the middle of the bed, her head turned to the side, her red hair falling over the white pillow, her arms resting across her body. I slid off the bed and stood back for a moment, admiring her. I got something from under the bed and then ran my fingers lightly over her left leg, down to her ankle. I slipped the cuff onto her ankle and cuffed her to the lower left bedpost, taking care not to wake her. When I was certain that she was tied securely, I stepped back again. I slid a sheet over her body, sliding it up over her shoulder and smoothing it gently over her body. I loved the way it fell over her. I bent down and kissed her softly on the lips, licking her just a little. I pulled back once more. She looked so beautiful. I kissed her twice more, causing her to moan very softly and shift a little. Not wanting to wake her, I stepped away quietly. I reached down and retrieved something else from under the bed. It was a letter. I lay it next to her on the bed. I reached over and took a rose out of a slender blue vase on my bedside table. I turned back the sheet a little, making sure to keep it resting on her shoulder. I slid the rose into her arms, so that it rested lightly against her breast. I looked at her carefully for a moment. Perfect. I told her that she was a good girl and tip toed out of the room.
As I walk up the front steps, I think about what she's felt in the hours I've been gone. I know she isn't afraid. I wonder perhaps if she is still asleep. I imagine how I would like to wake her. I quickly abandon that idea, deciding that she has probably been awake for about an hour, lying there in the bed. I imagine her reading the letter I'd left, admiring the flower. I imagine her realizing that she is cuffed to the bed. A small whine escapes from my lips at that thought. I imagine her lying in bed, thinking about our night together, growing hungry. I know that she can see the door from where she is. I imagine her watching it, waiting for me. I reach the door and unlock it quickly. I smile in anticipation, opening the door very slowly. I step inside, careful not to look into the bedroom yet. I bring my bags into the kitchen, quickly putting my things away. I walk to get a bowl out of the cabinet. She is awake. I can hear noises coming from the bedroom. I nearly drop the bowl, trembling with excitement. I take a deep breath. I needed to seem in control. I filled the bowl with raspberries, putting them on a tray with a chocolate bar, papaya juice, and a muffin. I put the tray on the table, walking quickly to the mirror on the wall. I checked myself carefully. I replaced a strand of hair that had fallen out of the pin that was holding my hair. I took the tray and walked to the bedroom. She was just as I'd left her. I smiled, my eyes brushing adoringly over her. She must have replaced the rose and returned the white sheet to it's original position when she heard me come in. I could see that she'd read my note. It was folded in half, lying on the floor by the bed. She was lying in the same position that I'd left her, except that her arms were wrapped around her. She was smiling faintly. She gazed at me softly, adoringly, her eyes sparkling. I could see that she was a little nervous. I'm sure she was curious about what exactly was going to be expected of her. I wanted to reassure her. I walked over to the bed. "Good morning, darling." I smiled broadly, looking down at her warmly. Her eyes grew wide and sparkled playfully. "Good morning, Mira." I put the tray on the small table by the bed. Sliding my hand behind her head, I kissed her deeply. My tongue danced over hers teasingly, thrusting deep into her mouth. The kiss seemed to go on and on, growing more and more intense. When I finally managed to pull back from her, I was nearly breathless. I hadn't expected to want her so much. Pulling myself together quickly, I sit on the bed next to her. I stroked her body over the sheet, slowly, watching my hand moving over her. "Did you read the letter, love?" She nodded. "Yes, Mira" I was pleased to hear how she was using my name. It was so good to hear. I asked the next question already knowing the answer. "Do you understand?" "Yes." She said, quickly. "I belong to you now". I ran my fingers over her lips with nearly overpowering longing. "Are you hungry, Alana?" I pulled the sheet off of her, letting it drop to the floor. My eyes rake across her body appreciatively, examining her closely. I could feel that she felt a little uncomfortable, but I was enjoying her too much to care. The curve of her hip was gorgeous. I wanted to kiss her there, but I decided to wait. "Yes, Mira" Her eyes stray to the tray by the bed. "Good. I'm going to feed you now." I stood up, taking my jacket off, enjoying her eyes on me. I decided that I would undress for her later, as a reward. I stroked the length of her body gently, bending to kiss the curve of her hip. I ran my tongue lightly over her, kissing her again and again, enjoying the softness of her skin. I took the cuff off of her ankle, and instead cuffed her hands together. "You were such a good girl last night, Alana. You've pleased me very much." I helped her to sit up, placing a pillow behind her. I kissed her softly on the lips again. I broke off a piece of the muffin and put it in her mouth, letting her lick my fingers a little. An expression of delight appeared on her face. "I did? I pleased you?" "Yes", I cooed. I brought the papaya juice to her lips, watching her drink. To my surprise I felt pleasant warmth between my legs. I moved closer to her, opening her legs wide, so they hang off either side of the bed. I rubbed my body teasingly over her, whispering my love for her in her ear. I began to feed her some of the raspberries. While she was eating them, one of my hands caressed her inner thighs gently. She moved toward me, opening her legs more to me. I slid one finger gently over her, placing a piece of chocolate into her mouth and listening to her moan under her breath. Even with my fingers just barely brushing over her, I could feel her tantalizing wetness. I wanted to taste her. Sliding my index finger over her clit and massaging it firmly in small overlapping circles, I brought the juice to her lips again, watching her drink. Alana moaned warmly, some of the juice trickling out of her mouth. The subtle movement of her throat as she swallowed made me want to bite her there. I wanted to mark her as mine. Still massaging her clit, I drew closer to her, and licked the juice off of her neck, up over her chin, and to her mouth. I slide my tongue over her soft lips, dipping it inside her mouth briefly, and then pulling back. I needed to have her. I knew I needed to show her that she belonged to me. I drove one finger suddenly inside her, moaning in surprise at her delicious wetness. Deep inside her, I moved my finger in wide circles, watching Alana's eyes roll back in pleasure, seeing her pant lightly. "You like that, don't you, Alana?" I was so excited, so pleased with how she was responding to me. "Yes", she cried immediately. I pulled my finger out of her briefly and then quickly slammed two fingers into her as deep as I could. Alana drew in breath sharply, a warm, syrupy moan erupting from her. I started to fuck her, completely overcome by consuming lust. My fingers disappeared inside her again and again in slow powerful thrusts. I told her to tell me that she belonged to me over and over. She obeyed me quickly, to my delight, her voice growing louder with each thrust. Her eyes opened wide with surprised pleasure one moment, and then closed tightly the next. Great, rich, luxurious moans escaped from her lips. As I watched her body banging against the headboard with each thrust of my fingers, I felt hot fluid running down my thighs. I fucked her faster, using my free hand to help push me deeper inside her. "Good girl. You're my little whore, Alana. Do you like that? Do you like being my slut?" Alana gasped in pleasure, crying, "yes" again and again. I made her say it to me again and again, enjoying how obedient she was. I could feel how aroused she was, how much she wanted me. Her moans interrupting her smoky voice, she purred, "I'm your slut, Mira" and "fuck me, Mira" as the thrusts of my fingers intensified. I knew I'd lost control. I couldn't think of anything except the way she was tightening around my fingers and the silky wetness of the fluid starting to run down my fingers. "You're such a slut, Alana...my good little slut. You like that, don't you? Mm, you like it when I fuck you. You want me to fuck you hard, don't you, Alana?" I drove another finger deep inside her, fucking her harder and harder. I watched her body quivering and trembling in pleasure, her eyes locked on mine, sending agonizing waves of pleasure through me. I moaned loudly as Alana let her head fall back, screaming my name, over and over. "You're going to come for me like a good slut, aren't you, Alana?" Hovering so close to release, she didn't answer me, instead crying out in gorgeous ecstasy. Quickly I reached up, pushing Alana's face back down, her eyes meeting mine. I drew my hand back and slapped her lightly across the face. Her eyes grew very wide. She gasped, moaning deep in her throat and started to move hard against my hand. "Answer me!" I demanded. Quickly, Alana stammered, "Yes, Mira...Yes, I'm going to come for you...like a slut...like your good slut, Mira." Unable to control myself, I fucked Alana as fast and hard as I could, twisting my hand inside her, panting with the effort. Her ecstatic, gratifying cries drove through me, filling me with numbing pleasure. "Come for me now!" A cry of indulgent pleasure so violently loud escaped from Alana's throat, that I feared she might worry the neighbors. Her body trembled alarmingly with the power of the orgasm. Murmuring my adoring encouragement, I continued to fuck her, bending down to taste her. Her amazing taste flooded my mouth as I slid my fingers smoothly inside her, emptying her slowly. I removed my fingers, letting her finish in my mouth, moaning happily. Her body relaxed and she fell softly back onto the pillow as my tongue ran gently over her, lapping every drop of her cum into my mouth. I adore the little sounds Alana makes after I fuck her. I rose from between her legs, my mouth and chin still wet from her. I knelt on all fours in front of her. My eyes locked on hers, a bolt of electricity passing between us. I raised my hand to my mouth, wiping it off with the back of my hand, my eyes never leaving hers. In a surprisingly confident half growl, I heard myself say, "Good girl, Alana. Thank me." She obeyed immediately, thanking me breathlessly. I leaned toward her, kissing her mouth lingeringly. I pulled away, crawling off of the bed and walking to the middle of the room. I turned and looked back at Alana playfully. "Such a good girl, darling" I took the edge of the soft blue tank top I was wearing between my fingers, pulling it up over my stomach very slowly, moving teasingly. My eyes laughing, I pulled the shirt over my breasts and over my head, throwing it to her. Alana laughed quietly, smiling at me. Bending over, my eyes never leaving Alana's body, I slid my pants very slowly down to my knees. I stepped out of them with one foot and then the other, throwing my pants to Alana. She giggled again. I left my boots on and walked slowly toward her. I pressed myself hard against her, biting her neck hard enough to leave a small red mark. I uncuffed her hands and turned around, instructing her to unfasten my bra. She did so quickly, fumbling a little. She slid my bra over my arms and let it drop onto the floor. Her hands slid over my breasts, pulling me against her. She sighed happily, kissing my neck and sliding her hands all over my torso. "You feel good, Mira." she whispered. I was impossibly wet. I wanted her mouth. She slid her hand between my legs, running her fingers back and forth over me. I moaned softly, feeling dizzy. I enjoyed the feeling of her hands for a few moments and then pulled back. I turned to face her, grabbing one of her legs in one hand and slapping the inside of her thigh hard, causing her to whimper softly. "I didn't tell you to do that, love. Try to remember that you have to obey me." She apologized quickly, and I nodded, smiling at her. "It's all right, darling. Just don't forget." I stood up and turned around, telling her to take my panties off. Alana took them in her teeth, guiding them down my legs with her hands. I stepped out of them, bending down and tossing them aside. I turned to face her; happily watching her eyes move over me. "Good girl, Alana." I crawled onto the bed, kissing her mouth hard, my tongue sliding hotly over hers, her teeth raking over my tongue. I slid my body hard over hers, hearing her sigh heavily. I rained little soft kisses all over her body. Listening to her whispered moans, I lingered for a long time kissing and nibbling her soft, white neck. I pinched her almost translucent skin between my teeth, listening to her whimper softly, squirming under me. I slid my tongue back in her mouth, kissing her softly, lovingly, her lips soft and warm against mine. I pulled back and looked into her eyes. "I want your mouth, Alana". She drew in breath, writhing a little beneath me. "How?" she purred. I pulled her body gently behind me as I knelt on all fours. Quickly I felt her tongue sliding slowly over me. I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out. I held myself very still as Alana's tongue slid all over me, so slowly. I heard her moaning softly, tasting me. Her tongue moved down to my clit, now throbbing dully. I felt her lips close around it as she began to suck gently. Unexpectedly, she began to suck my clit very hard, slamming her tongue into it over and over. My body spasmed violently, responding to the relentless surges of pleasure wracking my body. I moved my body hard against her mouth, pushing her tongue deeper inside me. She felt so good. I felt an unbearable ache deep inside me melting slowly into a frenzy of indulgent pleasure. I moved my hips in hard circles over her mouth, moaning deeply. I heard myself crying out her name over and over. "Fuck me, Alana!" I felt her breath on my thighs as she pulled back a little. "Yes, Mira. I want to fuck you." I could feel the quivering, torturous tension of Alana's need to have me. I felt fluid trickling slowly down my legs. "Yes...please, Alana" I was enjoying how this game made me feel so much. The delicious feeling of playing that I belonged to Alana when I knew that she was really mine was terribly exciting. She entered me quickly with one finger, sliding deep inside me. I moaned warmly, tossing my head back and tilting my hips up to let Alana fuck me deeper. My body shook with each thrust of Alana's fingers. I turned my head over my shoulder to meet her eyes, and was startled and pleased by the intense look of frenzied desire and lust in her eyes. She met my eyes for a moment; her eyes narrowed slightly, her teeth biting down on her lip. Then, she leaned forward, and drove her tongue into me again, cradling my hips in her hands. Suddenly, she flipped me over on to my back, sucking my clit quickly into her mouth and pushing her tongue over me punishingly hard. I gasped in shocked ecstasy, quivering against her, my mouth open wide, my eyes shut tightly. Alana slid two fingers hard inside of me as she nipped at my clit with her teeth, fucking me in hard deep circles. It was exactly what I wanted. Alana sucked my clit greedily, twisting her fingers inside me unbearably hard and fast. I felt a steadily growing heat deep inside me. In one swift motion, I rolled over on top of Alana, her fingers still inside me, pinning her down with my body. I bent over and retrieved a collar from under the bed. I slipped it softly around her neck, gazing down at her possessively. "You belong to me, now, Alana. Do you understand?" Alana's lips parted slightly as she drew in a quivering breath. She nodded slowly, eagerly, her body moving in slow tantalizing movements under me. "Yes, Mira", she barely whispered, her fingers still pulsing gently, insistently inside me. I whimpered helplessly, pushing myself down harder onto her fingers, grinding her fingertips relentlessly inside my body. I had been keeping myself from release for so long, and could hardly stand the pressure building inside of me. Growing clumsy with desire, I pulled myself up to Alana's mouth, bringing her lips to my clit. I sunk my teeth into my lip as Alana brought me almost effortlessly to orgasm. I let out a great sob of pleasure, my eyes widening in surprise as Alana seemed to empty my body, my thighs trembling uncontrollably. I feared that I would collapse on top of her. I was amazed at how quickly she was learning how to please me. I eased myself down next to Alana's body, in awe of the way she seemed to shimmer in the soft light of the bedroom. Little pleased moans slipped softly over my lips, my body still trembling. "Good girl, Alana" I breathed, "I'm going to reward you." She blushed deeply and cast her eyes down. My fingers trailed playfully up and down her body, running lightly over her neck, circling her left nipple softly. The muscles in her stomach jumped at the slight touch of my fingertips. I kneaded her thigh and stretched up to take her earlobe in my mouth, sucking briefly. "I want you to sleep now. I'll be back soon. I want you to dream about me now. When I come back, you'll tell me everything you dreamed about." A smile spread briefly over her face, and she closed her eyes.
I'd been watching Alana for about an hour before she woke up. I had intended to wake her up immediately upon my return, but when I got home I decided that I'd prefer to let her wake on her own. So, once I'd arranged everything satisfactorily, I pulled a chair in from the living room, and sat across the room, watching her. I enjoyed looking at her while she slept, replaying the last few days and fantasizing about what I would do that evening. It was a lovely sort of torture, thinking about all of the things that I wanted to do with her, but not allowing myself to touch her. Several times I almost went over to her to wake her with my mouth, but I decided that it would be much better if I simply waited. Finally, I saw her body bend into a luxurious stretch and her eyes opened. She whined sleepily, and blinked a few times. She looked down at the gown that I'd dressed her in while she slept. It was a rich burgundy evening gown. Her fingers ran softly over the shimmering fabric, a look of confusion crossing her face. She smoothed the full skirt around her hips. Her fingers strayed to the thin black collar around her neck and she grinned softly. I leaned forward a little in my chair, and she noticed that I was there for the first time. Her eyes widened a little and her face grew red. "I didn't see you." I stood up from the chair and walked over to her. I attached a thin black leash to her collar and pulled her gently into a sitting position. I slid my hand down her back and gave her mouth a lingering kiss. My tongue brushed softly over hers and I felt a shiver go through her. "Are we going somewhere?" she said. I nodded slowly, a playful smile dancing behind my eyes. "We'll leave soon." I ran my fingertips over her collarbone, bending down to nip softly at her neck. It was growing dark when the car pulled up outside. I tied a black silk scarf tightly over Alana's eyes and led her outside. I could see that she was nervous. I hadn't told her where we were going. I helped her into the car and sat down next to her. I'm not sure if she was aware of the other people in the car. We were silent during the ride. I slid my hand up her leg and massaged the top of her right thigh, feeling her writhe gently against my hand. The car stopped in front of a beautifully landscaped old brick house. There were people moving inside. I stepped out of the car and pulled Alana gently after me. It was a warm night and there was a nice breeze. There were two lilac trees on either side of the large front door, and I watched as Alana inhaled their fragrance deeply. I brushed her face lightly with my hand. I led her up the walkway and inside. Past the heavy wooden door was a dark hallway, furnished only with a thick deep red carpet and a few old-fashioned brass wall sconces. There were four mahogany doors on either side of the hallway. We could hear the muffled sounds of people speaking all around us, but I couldn't discern any particular voice. "What's going on?" Alana whispered. I pushed her against the wall and covered her mouth with my hand, pushing her head back and licking hard from her collar up her neck. She gasped a little and was silent from then on. I continued down the hall, pulling her after me. I stopped at the last door on the right, and went in. I had to blink against the brightness of the room. It was a large room with high ceilings and great wooden beams crossing over the ceiling and down the walls. There was an enormous stone fireplace at one end of the room, but there was no fire. There was the same red carpet on the hard wood floors and lights on the wall that had been in the hallway. There were four small, black armless couches at various angles around the room. The only other furniture was several large, cast iron candelabras. There was one by each of the couches and one in each corner. The hardwood floor that was not hidden by the carpet was covered in small white burning candles. There were heavy red curtains over the three large windows, but the light from the wall sconces and candles lit every corner of the room. I wondered what Alana was thinking. She couldn't see anything from behind the blindfold. I'm sure that she could smell the burning candles. She was walking slowly, tentatively behind me. There were a number of people milling about among the couches, talking softly. Most of them were drinking wine or eating food off of large platters that three women in identical black dresses carried. Some of the guests were naked, others wore masks, others formal attire. A young naked woman was kneeling on top of the couch closest to Alana and I, facing the back of it, her legs tied with thin black straps to the legs of the couch. A girl in a black mask that covered her face down to her nose kneeled on the floor in front of her, biting the woman's inner thighs. Her deep, desperate moans floated above the murmur of the people walking about. I led Alana through the crowd, passing a man fucking a blond woman, her head lolling off the edge of the couch, her breath coming in ragged groans. I sat down on one of the unoccupied chairs, pulling Alana against me impatiently. I turned her around quickly, grasping the zipper on the back of her dress and unzipping her dress down to her lower back. My hands slid up over her shoulders and pushed the dress down around her ankles. I grabbed her leash again and pulled her around to face me. I ran my hands all over her body, whining and biting my lip. From a small black handbag at my side I produced a pair of black handcuffs. I snapped them on to Alana's wrists behind her back. I raked my fingernails down over her breasts and stomach. I told her to kneel. She quickly dropped to her knees, and I grabbed her shoulders and pushed myself hard against her mouth. My legs tensed and my head rolled back as Alana's tongue plunged inside me. A squeal of pleasure escaped her mouth and vibrated inside of me. I could feel how excited she was. She was fucking me so quickly, her tongue driving deep inside me. I could feel my fingernails cutting into her. I slid one hand behind her head and forced her deeper inside me. I moaned breathily, over and over, grinding my hips against her. I grabbed at the couch, the pleasure rising steadily inside of me. Alana's tongue darted all over me, teasing my clit, sliding down over my ass, pushing deep inside of me. I felt her teeth raking over my clit, biting me quickly. I cried out, my back arching, my legs beginning to spasm as I started to come. I could feel people's eyes on me, but I couldn't think of anything except the feel of Alana's amazing mouth on me. I moaned raggedly, feeling the cum run slowly out of me. Alana lapped at me quickly, emptying me. I fell back against the couch, exhausted. I felt Alana's tongue licking softly over me. I looked up and pushed her back from me gently. I could see that the blindfold was started to fall off, so I removed it. While Alana was adjusting to the light in the room, I pulled her up onto the couch by her leash. I could hear her panting a little. I took the handcuffs off and pulled her onto her hands and knees. I kneeled behind her, slapping her thighs and her ass. I arched up over her and bit into her side hard. She cried out in surprise and I smiled widely. I pulled her legs apart wider and teased her gently with one hand while I reached into my handbag and pulled out a knife with a clean, sharp edge. The handle was made of inlaid ivory. I rubbed the end of the handle hard against her clit. Over her shoulder I saw her bite her lip hard and her body began to spasm as I rubbed her clit faster and faster. With one quick motion I slammed the handle of the knife as deep into her as I could. Alana gasped in surprise and moaned so deeply. I felt myself getting so wet watching the smooth ivory sliding in and out of her wet cunt. "Such a wet little slut, Alana" I growled. "Yes!" she cried out. I was surprised by the loudness and the urgency in her voice. "Tell me you belong to me, slut." She responded even before I had finished giving the order. I was growing dizzy with wanting. "Tell me you love me." I purred. "I love you, Mira." Her voice was thick and heavy with pleasure. I fucked her harder, moving the knife in quick small circles, knowing that it must be hurting her a little. "Louder, you little whore!" She nearly screamed it . I was panting with desire. "Such a good girl, Alana. I love you. You belong to me." I grabbed my wrist and started fucking her as hard as I could. Her whole body quivered against the force of the knife. I could feel that she was getting close to orgasm. The knife handle was covered with silky white fluid. I slid the handle out as slowly as I could stand, listening to Alana whine. I took the handle in my mouth, licking it clean. Then I reached up and cut a thin line in her back. The blood rose to the surface and trailed down her back. She cried out in surprise and frustration. "You're mine, Alana. Say it." She obeyed quickly. "I'll let you come soon, darling." With three swift motions I carved my initial into her back. She cried out softly. Thin trails of blood flowed down her back. I arched up, one finger gently teasing her clit and licked the blood off of her. The taste was overwhelming. It was strong and a little sweet and it reminded me of her taste. I crouched down and took Alana's clit in my mouth, sucking as hard as I could and tracing the words 'I love you' over her as hard as I could manage. I licked back up to her ass and then plunged the knife handle back inside her. She began to move against the handle, helping me to fuck her deeper. I pushed the ivory against her sensitive muscle, watching her begin to spasm. I almost didn't notice when a woman dressed in a long black dress approached us and ran her hand along Alana's body. When I saw it, I drew my right hand back and slapped her hard in the face. "Get away. She belongs to me." The woman staggered back, glaring at me. I renewed my efforts, letting my eyes fall indulgently over the gorgeous lines of her back and the smooth roundness of her ass. I fucked her as quickly as I could, rubbing her clit with one two of my fingers. I felt Alana's body begging me for release. "You good little slut. You're going to come for me, aren't you?" She answered me with a great moan. I fucked her harder and faster still. I heard Alana's fingernails clawing at the fabric of the couch. I slid my body just underneath hers, enough so I could still fuck her. I told her to fuck me. She reached back quickly, sliding two fingers hard into me. I nearly screamed, I wanted her so much. I started moving the handle in wide circles, plunging deep inside of her wetness. I could see fluid running slowly down the top of her thigh. I wanted to lick it off. Alana's fingers pulsed maddeningly inside me. The whole room was spinning. I felt her beginning to come, her body jerking and quivering, her cries full of the ecstasy of release. I felt my own body coiled like a spring under her touch. I arched my back and let myself orgasm, biting my lip and moaning through my teeth. I slid the ivory slowly in and out of her body, letting the cum run so slowly out of her. Alana collapsed onto the couch, her legs splayed behind her. I heard her whispering, "I love you" softly each time she exhaled. I lowered my mouth to her thigh, gently licking her clean. I proceeded to lick slowly all over her and inside her, sucking her clean. I wanted to fill my mouth with the taste of her. I whispered that I loved her. My heart was pounding. I pulled myself up on top of her. We lay there panting together for quite some time. When one of the women with the platters of food walked past us, I took a bunch of grapes from the platter. I rolled Alana over and helped her sit up. There was a faint smile on her face. I looked into her large, soft eyes, and felt like crying. I loved her so much. I fed the grapes to her, watching in delight as her shimmering lips closed around my fingers each time. While I fed her she closed her eyes. I leaned forward and kissed her softly all over her face. I ran my hand along her cheek, down her neck, and over her breast. I sighed at the feeling of her warm, soft breast in my hand. I kissed her passionately on the mouth. "Let's go home, darling." She smiled warmly at me and nodded. I helped her back into her dress and we walked together out into the cool night air. Everything looked so beautiful. Alana's face glowed in the moonlight. "I want you forever, Alana." I whispered. She turned and gazed into my eyes. "Yes, Mira. I want that too." I pulled her close and kissed her so deeply. We were silent in the car on the way home.