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LOVE SLAVE
     
     
    Erika closed her eyes and rocked back against
Ryan as he slowly thrust forward, driving his cock hard and deep
into her pussy. Whimpering softly as he slowly slid back out, she
fought the urge to beg him to let her come. Gripping the back of
the chair so tightly her knuckles turned white, she held her ground
even as her legs trembled.
    Ryan chuckled softly in her ear, his voice
deep and so perfect as he whispered, "You feel so good baby, so
damn tight and hot. Clench for me. Tighten those slick muscles
around me."
    His hands grasped her hips firmly, holding
her steady against him as he slowly the pace to a tortuously slow
grind. Her body screamed for an orgasm, but he hadn't told her she
could, and she wasn't about to disappoint him. Biting her bottom
lip, she clenched her core tight around his hardness, attempting to
hold him tight within her body.
    Ryan rewarded her with a hard thrust, his
balls slapping against her ass as he pulled back and thrust again.
Her breasts jerked with the force, nipples brushing against the
soft material covering the chair.
    "That's good baby. I know you want to come,
don't you?"
    Erika nodded, unable to speak. Her nerves
were so sensitive from his drawn out seduction that each glide of
his body against hers was almost painful it felt so good. Even the
thin layer of the gauzy gown her had her wear for him was
agonizing. The material was bunched at her waist, leaving her
entire lower body bare, and open to Ryan's touch. The laces at the
front had been undone, her breasts hanging free.
    She could feel the heat of his chest through
the material, the weight of his body against hers a welcome
feeling. She loved the feel of his body, his masterful touch as he
claimed her body, proving to her the she was his--body and
heart.
    Ryan groaned behind her as he picked up the
pace of his thrusts, a silent signal that he was close to his own
orgasm. Whimpering softly, Erika prayed that he would allow her to
come. All day he had played with her body, teasing her nipples,
burying his fingers in her pussy, tonguing her clit, and even
whipping her butt with his favorite flogger, each time pushing her
just to the edge of orgasm but not letting her crest.
    All week she had been his slave, wearing only
the thin gowns he had provided, her body open to his touch at any
moment. Her breasts were still tender from yesterday's gift, a set
of nipple clamps with varying attachable weights.
    Rather than celebrate Valentine's Day as one
event, Ryan had spent a week leading up to it, and now that the day
was here, Erika didn't know if she was going to survive it. Already
she was pushed beyond what she had previously seen as her limits,
and she didn't know if the end was in sight, but she was loving
every minute of it. Every slow glide of his cock in her pussy or
ass, ever pinch of nipple clamps, every whip and paddle against her
ass or pussy, every thrust of his cock in her mouth, every sensual
torture Ryan dished out.
    Ryan's hand slipped down between her body and
the chair. His nimble fingers reached her clit and started to roll
the tiny ball of nerves between his thumb and forefinger before
giving it a hard pinch. Erika gasped softly, her head dropping back
to rest on Ryan's shoulder as he drove harder against her. Gripping
the chair tight, she pushed the orgasm back, even as it threatened
to overwhelm her.
    "That's good baby, I can feel your pussy
quivering around me, your body trembling as you wait for me to
allow your orgasm. I'm so proud of you baby."
    Erika whimpered, her breath coming in fast
pants as she fought to deserve his praise. It was so hard, her
juices were a steady stream down her thighs as he pounded against
her.
    "You can come now," he whispered, so softly
Erika doubted she had heard correctly. Rolling her head back and
forth on his shoulder, she struggled to quiet the dull roar in her
ears as he spoke