Seducing a subby (Part Three)

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He looked down at her with a mixture of admiration, love, and unabashed lust as she crouched, kneeling and buns up, beside him over the bed. He just sat for a minute, basking in what was to become his, for however long they had, and in any way he chose. If only time could stop during this oh-so brief time they had together! For they may never get this chance again, and, in fact, this ‘chance’ could be what could cause their not being able to ever see each other again.

Or perhaps it was just the beginning. His philosophical musings didn’t seem to be dampening his enthusiasm, but maybe it was having her bare ass so close to him that kept ‘things’ at the ready. How he looked forward to reaming her ass, and fucking her mouth.

Her cunt, now, that was something else. Since cunts were always the territory of those who came before, he wasn’t quite as interested in them as he was her other two holes. Sure, it was possible that they’d also been defiled in the past, but there was something about the thought of fucking that which wasn’t meant to be fucked that would always hold a special appeal for him, no matter who else had left their mark previously.

There was also the ‘stuff’ around the baggage they had from previous lives crossing his mind. How could he? How dare he? Stuff like that. Yes, that did give him pause for thought.

And yet, here she was. She wouldn’t be here if she weren’t interested. Perhaps she hadn’t quite realized what she was getting into, but that was half the fun, wasn’t it? It may have sounded strange to say, but somehow the notion of having a mere ‘affair’ would have been MUCH more – incriminating? - perhaps more culpable – for HIM, in comparison to what was currently transpiring.

Oh, yes: it would be SO much easier to explain having tied her up and used her as a piece of fuckmeat, as opposed to the alternative! Sure, sure…

Butt, back to the fuckmeat. And what a side she was! He could almost taste her ass now. And he wanted to. Oh, how he wanted to!

But not yet. Preparations needed to be made, so he set about arranging them. Pulling a tube of gel from the bag he’d brought that was sitting on the bed, he twisted off the top. Heating up the tip with his breath, he knelt beside her. Parting her right cheek, he gently inserted the end of the tube in her ass.

‘This will be chilly,’ he told her.

She shivered as the tip went in, and he could see goose flesh forming on the backs of her legs. She was so compliant! So trusting! Just one more reason why he loved her so.

Gently squeezing the tube, the gel oozed inside her while some dripped down toward her cunt. When half the tube was inside, he stopped. Slowly extracting the end, he put the top back on and tossed the tube on the bed.

Now for the fun part. Wiping the gel that had oozed from her ass onto his hand, he began running his fingers along her two slits, making sure lubrication was everywhere. He slicked both cheeks, and made sure her cunt lips were slippery, too, although they seemed to need no extra lubrication, judging from how she had glistened even before he’d applied the gel.

Finally, he positioned his index finger at the opening of her rosebud. And there he rested. Waiting. He could hear her breathing heavily, possibly anticipating the feel of his next move. She would have known by now what he had in mind, but she seemed to appreciate the tension before the assault almost as much as he enjoyed assaulting her.

‘aaah! Fuck!’ she exclaimed as his finger pushed forcefully inside her ass. Her hands gripped the bedsheets around her head, where her arms had rested up to this time. ‘Gently, please…’

He wasn’t gentle, however. His cock strained against his jeans, wishing to take the place of what were now two fingers inside her bum. The lube had made her quite slippery, but he sensed that she hadn’t had much bum-fucking fun previously, judging from how tight she was.

High time for a change, he thought with a smile, inserting digit number three into her and gently twisting.

‘- oh god - ’ she moaned, gripping the sheets even tighter. ‘Please - ’

And please he did. Himself, that is, now that all his fingers except for his thumb were exploring the slick softness on the periphery of her lower internal organs. Very definitely adding insult to injury, he placed his free hand at the base of her neck. Drawing his fingers down, he raked her back with his fingernails, leaving four jagged lines down to the base of her spine.

Then he extracted his hand.

Down to her cunt, which by now was throbbing and very hot to his touch.

‘I can’t – I just can’t – ‘ she stammered.

But she would. And did. This time, in fact, he pressed the tips of all five fingers inside her bigger hole, rotating them as he bore inward. When she reached a hand around, seemingly to stop him, he stopped.

‘Getting a little too intense?’ he chuckled. ‘Time for a change of perspective, perhaps…’

~to be continued~