1. Eden's Apple


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: StableNight, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    that he could tell how horny she felt. He swayed gently against them, raking them against his body. One side of her wanted to plead for release, and the other wanted to plead for... release . Mac held her there until the feeling of helplessness completely washed over her. Mac suddenly rose to his feet and reached down and lifting her as well. Amy stood there, looking up into his eyes. A minute earlier she would have made a break for the door, but now she waited patiently for his lead. He towered over her, but now put some space between them. The lack of contact made her uncomfortable after growing so used to his body against hers. She wanted to embrace him, but his intimidating posture paralyzed her. His fingers moved to her chin gently holding and rubbing it as he spoke. "I'm going to fuck you, baby girl. Understand?" She gasped, her heart skipping a beat. He wasn't asking permission. Deep down, Amy knew that he was only taking what was already his. "Yes...sir..." Her voice quavered as she submitted to her inevitable fate. "I'm yours...daddy." "Good girl," he smiled. She beamed back at him. The more she gave herself to him, the more cherished she felt. Mac stood back and beheld his prize. He scanned the length of her body, as he began to circle her. She followed him with her gaze, but followed his unspoken command to stay put. She was, for once, proud of her outfit, so she happy to show it off to his leering gaze. He walked around behind her. She felt his hands on her ...
    waist. Her hand reached back, just to touch some part of him. She tugged at his upper sleeve as his hands slid up her sides, raising her top. She helped him pull it over her head, and he took the top from her hands. She felt the back of his hand on her neck, then it slid teasingly down her spine. It reached the zipper of her skirt and slid it down. The skirt fell to the floor, and she stood before him in matching black lacy panties and bra. He walked around to see her from the front. He stood at a distance again, taking her in. She couldn't read his expression. He seemed to be in contemplation. Amy's cheeks blushed deep red, feeling very vulnerable and embarrassed. She knew that her tummy had a small roll, and that her ass was thicker than most. Her hands were folded and fidgeting and her shoulders were pulled in. Her arms pressed her breasts together, accentuating her cleavage. Her head pointed down, but she eagerly looked up at him, biting her lip, hoping for his approval. "Amy, you're gorgeous. I'm very fortunate to have the company of such an adorable, sexy young lady." "Thank you daddy..." She replied, coyly. "What would you like...from me? " Amy was taken aback by the question. She wanted him to lead, and for her to follow. She looked at him, confused, yet thinking. Her eyes ran up and down his handsome body, trying to think of what she wanted. She couldn't think of anything specific, because she was only focused on what he wanted. Then, it hit her. More than anything, Amy ...
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