When the Master Comes: Speed Trap VIII (Patreon)

“Come with me,” he said. “You know, magic can give a man power. Especially when a woman serves him.” He gestured and Akiko felt something around her throat. Something cool and tight, and just felt oh so right.

She wanted… That’s when Akiko looked down, to where a little puddle of water was, and saw around her neck, a glowing collar, a single gem set into it.

A mark of ownership.

She was wet now, dripping, the feeling of being this man’s woman, his little slut just… she pressed her legs together and moaned in delight. He pointed to a tree.

“Brace.”

Akiko knew what he wanted. What he commanded. And she did it, putting her hands on the tree trunk, the bark rough against her skin. She stuck her full, rounded ass out, feeling the way her tits swayed as she leaned forward.

Then his hands were on her ass, running over her sensitive skin, teasing her, reminding her she was his now.

And that was perfect.

*****

Mark stood behind the softly moaning girl. The moonlight was playing over Akiko’s body, showing off every delightful curve. The glowing collar showed her energy, trantric energy, born of desire and submission. He dropped his fingers into the cleft between her full buttocks and then cupped her mons with his hand. She shivered and moaned.

“Silence,” he ordered as she opened her mouth.

Akiko fell silent.

“You are mine. Everything you have is mine.” He fingered her clit. She wiggled, helplessly. “You wear a collar, but none can see it, save you, me…and your fellow sisters.”

Her body shivered at that, and Mark could see her imagining others with her. Kneeling. Waiting.

“Who are you?”

“Yours.”

“Good girl.” He pulled his hand away and then lightly slapped her ass. Akiko’s involuntary moan filled the air. “And you are. I will take care of you. You will serve. In every way. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

Mark moved his hands up her body, caressing her curvy hips. “You’re here, because this was your destiny. Think of all the women here, ready, eager… but they don’t know. You didn’t know, even as your body changed.”

Akiko whimpered.

“And now here you are, naked, collard, mine. Tell me, Akiko, could you leave?”

“No…”

“Would you leave?”

“No…” There was an eager undertone to her voice.

“Good. You are mine, and I will care for you… as a farmer tends his herd.” Mark cupped her tits, rolling her nipples between his fingers, as her collar glowed a little more brightly. He could feel the power filling him, the magic rising from her eager desire, her submission. Her willing sacrifice of her independence in return for pleasure and safety.

“The hotel is mine. You are mine. The first, but not the last.”

“Yeesssss….”

Mark pressed his thick cockhead up to her dripping slit. “Are you ready?”

“Y-yes!”

With that he thrust into her, feeling her tight channel stretching as he entered her.

Akiko squealed, wiggling her ass.

“It’s… It’s big, God, you’re stretching me!”

Mark chuckled, and pulled on hand away from her tits, and slapped her on the ass. “Yes, you love it, don’t you.”

“Y-yes!”

“You’re mine.”

“I’m—I’m yours! Oh, God, I’m your bitch, your slut…” Her voice trailed off in a moan of delight.

Mark kept stroking her body, teasing her, bringing her to the very edge, as he kept thrusting into her. Fast, slow, deep, shallow. Every move bringing the helpless, moaning woman closer to the kind of orgasm she’d probably never even dreamed possible.

But then Mark held her there. It didn’t take magic, just skill. He teased her, bringing her almost to orgasms, then pulled back, denying her the release she craved.

“Oh—ah…” Akiko gasped. “Please… I gotta… I gotta cum!”

“No.” Mark shook his head and slapped her on her ass. “I decide that, girl. Why is that?”

“Ma-master!” Akiko moaned. “My master! Please… I’m burning up!”

But Mark kept teasing her as her body gleamed with sweat, desperately trying to come to the orgasm he was denying her. He could feel the energy flowing into him, her need and desire filling the air.

And then, Mark gripped her by her hips, leaned down and whispered one word into her ear.

“Cum.”

Akiko shrieked as she flung her head back, her pussy clenching around Mark’s thick cock. He thrust into her, burying himself to his root, as his woman, his girl, his pet, writhed in pleasure, nonsense syllables falling from her lips as she flung her head around, her dark hair flying. He felt his cock swell, and then a tide of hot semen filled her womb, stretching it, even as more spilled out from around his cock, dripping down her thighs.

He kept thrusting into her, letting her rise up until she spasmed and then sagged against the tree, tits pressing against the bark.

Smiling, Mark pulled out, a tide of semen rolling down her thighs and puddling on th4e ground underneath her as Akiko fell to the ground, sprawling out and looking at Mark with glazed, pleasure-filed eyes, her mouth open, a little trail of drool dripping from it.

“Ah…huh…” she said.

Mark reached out and lay his hand on her head. “Good.”

Akiko licked her lips, staring at Mark’s still erect cock.

“May I clean it?” She asked, her tone submissive.

“Yes.

She leaned forward, flicking her tongue over his cock, before she started kissing and sucking it, cleaning it with every motion as her hands dipped to her juncture, playing with her pussy as she kept working on Mark, taking his cock into her mouth and sucking on it.

“Good girl.” Mark said. “When you get back, you’ll prepare a room for the two officers. I’ll tell you what to do.”

Another pleased moan answered him.

“So,” Mark said, continuing to pet her. “How does it feel being my first woman?”

Akiko paused, and looked up at him. “Like something I’ve been waiting for all my life, Master.” And with that, she got back to work.

Mark smiled. The first.

But far from the last.

*****

This is late because of reasons. I didn't forget to post it last night.

(he totally forgot to post it last night).