1. Like Pieces of a Jigsaw Puzzle--Part 3


    Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Death, Domination/submission, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    did then. It was two days before New Year’s and I had just watched Henry clean the entire apartment. I was sweaty just from watching him so I led him to the shower. He had finished bathing me when I took the soap from his hand and turned him around. Rather than starting at the top—his shoulders—I began at his ass, sticking my soapy finger in. He started, but calmed when I asked, “Who owns this?” “You do,” was the right answer. “Don’t ever forget it. I own all of you and I can do with it as I wish.” “Yes, Nancy.” I finished washing him then exited the shower where I allowed him to dry me. I led him back to the living room where I bent him over the back of the upholstered chair. “Wait here for me. Don’t move and don’t say a word.” I returned five minutes later to push my lubricated fingers into his ass. “Do you know what’s coming now, slave?” “I…I think so. I’m afraid, Nancy.” “Why don’t you get up? You’re stronger than me, aren’t you?” “No…I can’t. I must obey you.” “Good boy, slave. Relax…I don’t want to hurt you.” He did and a few minutes later my strap-on was pressed fully into his ass. I took a second to wrap a condom around his hard cock. I jerked him—one stroke for every stroke into his asshole. He came quickly, pouring what seemed to be a gallon of semen into the condom. I gripped it tightly as I pulled the dildo from his body. I pulled him up, turned him around, and kissed him passionately. “Clean this and yourself up then come back here and take care of me. Go on ...
    now; hurry up.” Taking the strap-on with him he ran down the hallway, returning to me only a few minutes later. I was lounging on the couch, my legs apart and lightly fingering my cunt when Henry returned and dove immediately to me. I could barely move when he was done so I lay back and pulled Henry to me. “You’ll sleep in bed with me tonight and every night, Henry. I own every part of you now. Can you carry me to the bedroom?” He could and he did. I was on my side, Henry spooned closely behind me with his hand on my breast when I fell asleep. We rose around five and I took Henry out to dinner. We were celebrating. I took Henry to Spats Café and Speakeasy, a restaurant I’d heard about from one of my classmates. The food was excellent. Henry ordered the Crab Stuffed Portobello and I had the Mediterranean Mahi-Mahi. We weren’t yet old enough to drink so we skipped the speakeasy part, opting instead for iced tea. My head was on Henry’s shoulder when we walked into the apartment. It was our custom for Henry to undress me, but tonight I turned the tables on him, stripping every piece of clothing from his body. I even made him stand still while I dumped our clothes in the hamper. I led him to the shower by his most recent erection. I teased poor Henry without mercy once I had the soap in my hands. Running them into his crack I soon had a finger easily into his anus. “Oh my, Henry—you’re so loose here. I think you really liked that.” His red face told me that he didn’t. “Okay, I know ...