All About Eve

All About Eve - Part 16

       Eve’s story

       It had been about a week since I was “abducted” by TJ, and put through the rigors of a “kidnapping”, sexual abuse and “sold” to the highest bidder.  When I thought about it, it was exciting, arousing, yet it was scary that I could be turned on by being abducted.  As far as I was concerned, it was real.  I was terrorized, yet aroused.  I guess “masochist” properly describes me.  I never thought of labeling myself, but after what has happened, I need to attempt to realize who, and what I am.

       While I was dealing with that demon, my son Daman continued to treat me as his sex slave, much as in the past.  I was glad to have him as my master, and I enjoy being his slave.  TJ was quite another matter.  He and my son had been acquaintances for some time.  Even though TJ was several years older, they were fast friends.  I had no idea that Daman was going to give me to TJ, until he kidnapped me at the Mercedes dealership.  He had visited our home once since the “kidnapping”.  He and Daman enjoyed me to the fullest.

       I was intrigued with TJ.  He was a gorgeous man.  It was obvious that he worked out and took very good care of himself.  He was 36 years old, nearer my age.  He seemed totally taken by me.  He explained to Daman that he had been involved in several relationships with submissive women, but never one who was an abject sex slave like me.  He told Daman he could easily become very obsessed with me.  I took that to be a great compliment.

       It was not until about a week after my “kidnapping” that I learned TJ was in the Marine Corps, and had served in Iraq twice.  He was a Gunnery Sergeant, a “Gunny”, and getting ready to return to Iraq for his third tour.  He is a weapons and computer expert.  Suddenly, I was concerned about him.  Yes, I know, I am having sex with my sons, and have submitted to them to be a sex slave at their very whim, but TJ was something different.  I knew my sons would eventually find a women of their own, someday, and may not want to continue to have me as their sex slave.  I had never thought of another man, until TJ.  He was a strict master, a stern disciplinarian, and a masterful lover.  When I was around him, when he was not taking me, we would talk.  He was intelligent, yet fun to be around.  I think I was beginning to form an attraction to him.  Yes, it was exciting to be a sex slave to him, yet it felt good to be in his company.

       On Thursday morning, a little over a week after my “abduction”, Daman told me that TJ would be over again this evening.  He said he wanted to make it special for TJ as he was leaving on Friday to return to the Marine Corps and go back to Iraq.  I knew he would be going back, but never figured it would be this soon.  That is probably why I did not voice any opinion when he told me he was going to give me to TJ for the evening, or even the night.  I knew it would be rough, but I looked forward to it.

       Late that afternoon I showered, put a couple of dabs of Opium parfum under my breasts, then worked to style my hair.  It hung to my shoulders, and was styled like I thought TJ might like.  I made sure my makeup was exact, and made me look my best.  After putting on my black leather high heel pumps, I locked wrist and ankles cuffs on me, per instructions from Daman.  I looked at myself in the mirror.  I knew I looked good, and I hoped TJ would think the same.  Of course, him thinking I looked good could mean a rougher night for me.  The nexus to this is, if I failed to look my best, Daman would punish me.

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       TJ called, saying he would be early.  At 5:30 PM he arrived at the Collins home.  Daman had locked Eve’s wrists behind her and wrapped a leather strap around her elbows, pulling them together in the small of her back, and locking the strap in the position.  Eve’s breasts were raised prominently, begging to be fondled, or tormented.  Daman had also placed a penis gag loosely around her neck, so it would be available to TJ if he wanted to gag her. When the door bell rang, Daman went to the front door to welcome TJ.

       “TJ, come on in”, he welcomed.

       The two men exchanged greetings, after which Daman invited TJ into the living room.  TJ walked into the living room, where spotted Eve naked and bound, standing in the middle of the room.  This is generally where he found her when he visited the Collins home.  She looked hot!  His cock stirred in his trousers, eager to enter Eve.

       Daman spoke, “Eve, why don’t you welcome TJ to our home.”

       Eve knew what to do.  Her arms were bound behind her so she could not hug TJ.  Her training had taught her otherwise.  She went to TJ and pressed her raised breasts against him and turned her face up to him, to kiss him.  She pushed her pelvis against TJ.  He put his arms around her, pulled her tightly to his body and kissed her.  The kiss was hot.  Eve could feel his rampant cock pressing against her belly.  When they broke the kiss, both were breathing hard, and were aroused.

       Daman said, “TJ, I’ve got to go out for a while.  I am giving Eve to you for the evening, or if you wish, for the night.  I want your last night here to be memorable.  She is yours to do what ever you want.  You know the rules.  I trust you with her.  You can make her to anything you want, or do anything to her you want.  If she does not comply, you may punish her until she does what you want.”

       TJ replied, “Man, I never expected this.  This is a pleasant surprise.  I intend to take full advantage of your gift.  Thank you, man.”

       TJ and Daman shook hands.  Daman turned to his mother and kissed her while he gave her breast a squeeze.  “You’d better be a good slave and obey TJ.  If he complains about you, the punishment will be harsh and certain.”

       Daman kissed her again, shook TJ’s hand again, and left.  He left with the bound and naked Eve standing next to TJ, his arm around her waist while his other hand was fondling her breasts.  He turned her to him, hugged and kissed her.  Then he installed the gag in her sweet helpless mouth.

       “Slave Slut”, he said, “Open your mouth.  We need to gag you.  It makes things so uncomplicated.  A gagged slave cannot protest what is happening to her, she cannot complain, or beg for sympathy.”

       Eve knew he was right.  A gagged sex slave is totally at the mercy of her tormentor.  She also knew that fact excited her.

       As he locked the buckle to the gag strap, tightly, he said, “Now, that’s better.  I’m a believer that a slave’s mouth should be filled with a gag, a cock, or  a tongue.  Right now a gag seems best, however that could change.”

       TJ stepped back to look at his charge for the evening.  She looked absolutely hot and helpless.  He thought, ’This woman was made to be a slave, to be abused and enjoyed.’

       TJ slapped Eve’s ass, “OK, Slave Slut, get your ass into the “game room.  We’ve wasted enough time.”

       Eve turned and started walking to the bedroom of the house converted by Daman into an orgy room, a torture chamber, and BDSM play room.  He had gone to some considerable costs to sound proof the room, to acquire whips, chains, hundreds of feet of rope, and other items of sexual torture and torment.  Several easy chairs were strategically located around the room, along with a king sized bed.

       As soon as they arrived in the game room, TJ ordered Eve to stand in the middle of the room, turning slowly, posing as it were, while TJ removed his clothing.  Eve did as she was told, however it was hard to not look at TJ as he undressed.  His body was hard,  scared from combat, and his cock was magnificent.  It was rigid, and swayed and bounced as he walk.  At one point TJ just stood there looking at Eve.  She could clearly see his rutting cock standing straight from his body.  As he stood there it seemed like his cock was throbbing with the beat of his heart.

       Finally, TJ had made a decision.  He went to the wall and pulled several strands of rope from a hook, and brought these to Eve.  He reached out and fondled her breast, and then run a finger into her heated pussy.  Eve was aroused, yet fearful.  She had only been given to one other man, and that was Jacob.  She remembered how rough Jacob was with her.  Naturally, she wondered if TJ would be so inclined.  Now she was naked, bound and gagged.  She had no other choice but submit and hope for the best.  There was no one to rescue her from TJ.  She recognized that familiar arousal at being forced to submit to another’s sexual and sadistic whims.

       “Bend over, so your tits hang down”, ordered TJ

       Eve was quick to bend at the waist and let her breasts hang down as TJ wanted.  She knew what was next.  She was right.  TJ started to wrap a long length of rope around the base of her right breast, pulling it tight.  He continued to wrap the rope around the captured breast, ever tightening it to cause her breast to balloon out.  He tied off the rope, leaving a long piece of rope dangling from the imprisoned breast.  Efficiently, he bound her other breast, again leaving a long piece of rope dangling from the breast, also.  Eve looked down at her breasts, marveling at how they looked.  She wondered what TJ was going to do with this form of bondage.

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       Eve’s story

       I watched with fascination as TJ bound my breasts.  There was no significant pain, just an uncomfortable pressured feeling that did further arouse me.   I watched as he grasped the two lengths of rope and pulled me to the middle of the room.  Where he stopped there was an “eye bolt” in the ceiling above me.  TJ threaded the ropes through that eye bolt and pulled on the ropes.  Immediately my breasts were being pulled toward the ceiling.  He continued to pull until I was standing on my tip toes to ease the pressure on my breasts, nearly suspending me by my breasts.  He was not through with me.

       TJ quickly wound several strands of rope around my waist, pulled the rope tight and tied it off.  I understood what he was going to do.  He tied a long length of rope to the front of the waist rope he had just put on me.  He pulled this new piece of rope down tightly against the waist rope, pulled it back through my soft pussy tissues, up the crevice of my ass, and to the ceiling.  He pulled the rope very tight and tied it off to the eye bolt.  Now the rope was digging into my pussy as it pulled me up.  Both my breasts and pussy were used to restrain me, and to torment me.  Part of my weight was on my breasts, part on my bound pussy, and part on my toes.

       TJ sat down in a easy chair.  He just sat there looking at me, his bound handy work.  As he looked at me, he was slowing stroking his cock.  The pressure on my breasts was considerable and was beginning to hurt.  My pussy was beginning to protest, and my legs were trembling.  Finally, I had to stand down off my toes and put my high heels on the floor.  The pressure on my breasts and pussy increased.  I was grateful to be wearing high heel shoes.

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       TJ got up from his chair and walked over to Eve as he said, “Damn it, woman!  You are hot.  Too bad you are Daman’s slave.  I would kidnap you in a minute, and never let you go.”

       He fingered her bound breasts, and then ran his hand down to her tormented cunt, smiling as he did so.  Turning away, he walked over to the wall where a panoply of whips were displayed.  Pulling down a medium flogger type whip, he strolled back to Eve.  She watched as he walked, watching his handsome face and his massive cock.  TJ said nothing more as he ran his hands over her breasts again.

       “You may not like this”, he said.  But, I just have to do it.”

       He raised his whip and brought it down across her bound breasts.  Bound and pulled as they were, there was no movement of jiggling.  Again his whip found her breasts.  The pain was different and more pronounced.  It seemed to Eve that the binding of her breasts made them more sensitive.  TJ continued to whip her breast, then paused.  Eve was now moaning softly and beginning to approach crying.  TJ moved behind her, and started to whip her ass and the backs of her thighs.  As Eve moved and seemly attempted to avoid TJ’s whip, she increased the pressure on her bound breasts and pussy.  TJ moved around and whipped the front of her thighs and her pussy.  Finally, he went back to her breasts.  When Eve was sobbing into her gag, she stopped.  Slowly he walked around her, appreciating his handy work. 

       TJ left her standing there in pain while he sat back down and looked at her.  Eve looked at him as he stroked his cock.  She was in pain, but, she was turned on watching him.  She wanted his cock.  She wanted him to take her.  If it would make him happy, she wanted him to torment her more.  He let her stand there for about four or five minutes while he went to the “wet” bar and pour himself a glass of wine.  He sipped the wine as he watched her. 

       When she settle down and stopped her crying, he released the rope on her pussy.  When he pulled the rope from her abused pussy, she groaned loudly as the rope was pulled away from the sensitive tissues.  Her cunt was screaming, yet through all the pain, she realized she was still aroused.  This was especially true when he ran his finger into the heated passage of her pussy.  The heat of her torment did take her to a new level of arousal.

       He massaged her heated, aching cunt as he spoke, “Eve, my slave slut, you are one hot slave.  I wonder what it would be like to have you under my control, all the time?  I would probably kill myself fucking you.  I would never get enough.”

       TJ released her breasts from the ceiling eye bolt, but left the rope tied around both breasts.  Using that rope her pulled her to an easy chair.  Her cunt was feeling much better.  The heat of the rope, the whipping, and TJ’s massage was good.   She was turned on, very turned on.

       TJ sat down on the easy chair, and ordered Eve to kneel between his thighs.  He leaned forward and kissed her gagged mouth.

       “I’m going to remove the gag, but you are not to speak.  Put you mouth immediately on my cock and start sucking.”

       Eve nodded her head, indicating she would obey.  He released the strap from behind her head and slowly removed the penis gag from her mouth.  Eve took in a large gulp of air, and kissed the throbbing head of his cock.  She could taste the pre-cum on the head of his cock.  She liked the taste.  Eve slipped her mouth over the head of his cock, and began to suck him, her tongue lasing the sensitive head of his member.  TJ sat back in the chair and moaned softly.  He was still holding the ropes tied to her bound breasts, jerking and pulling on them to encourage her to do a good job of sucking.  He enjoyed her sucking as much as he could without cumming.  He jerked the ropes to get her attention, and ordered her to stop sucking.

       “OK, that’s enough.  Get up and get on the bed, now”, he commanded.

       Eve thought she might have done something wrong.  She was quick to obey, but wondered what she did.  TJ climbed on the bed next to her.  He bent down and began sucking the nipples of her still bound breasts, while his had was fingering her pussy.  Eve was in heaven.  To her surprise, after a few minutes, TJ moved down between her legs and started to suck her cunt.  She nearly lost her mind.  Neither Daman or David did much of that, but she loved it.  TJ seemed to be a master of sucking a pussy.  She was losing control and rapid approaching a climax when he stopped.  Eve wanted to beg him to continue, but she didn’t want to be punished, at least not right now.

       TJ climbed on top of her, his chest pressing down on her bound breasts.  He kissed her.  A deep, long and passionate kiss.  Eve could feel his rigid cock pressing at the soft lips of her cunt.  Then, with a slight movement of his hip, his cock slipped into her well lubricated pussy.  The sensation of his cock entering her was almost too much to bear.  It felt wonderful.  His cock was so large, and filled her so completely.  TJ moved his cock in and out of her, slow and gentle, at first.  Very soon the cadence picked up and Eve found herself riding a cloud of erotic feelings.  TJ was driving her libido to heights she never imagined.  TJ was fucking her like a man possessed. 

       It did not take long.  Eve could not control herself.  More than that, she did not want to control herself.  She surrendered to TJ and his cock.  Her climax came rumbling in like the thunder and lightning of a thunder storm.  She was shaken to her very core.  It seemed as if the world went black in a spray of fireworks and stars.  When she came down and back to reality, she found TJ was still in her, moving slowly, his cock still very rigid.

       “Welcome back, Slave.  You were gone for a while.  Glad to have you back.”

       Eve, breathless, replied, “Oh, God!  That was incredible.  Thank you, thank you, thank you very much.”

       She kissed him.  Had her wrists not been bound behind her back, she would have hugged him until her arms got tired.  She had never been so aroused, and so completely fucked.  Yes, he had been rough on her, but she loved every minute of it.

       TJ pulled his still rampant cock from her cunt and lay down beside her, facing her.  Gently, he removed the ropes tied tightly around her breasts.  Eve was glad because they were uncomfortable.  Next, he released her elbows and wrists.  Again, he kissed her.

       Eve put her arms around his neck and kissed him, again.  With a dreamy look of a slave who has just been soundly fucked, she just had to expressed her feelings.

       “Sir”, Eve whispered.  “Thank you so much for letting me cum..  Thank you.”

       TJ smiled and kissed her again, then had some instructions for her.  “Slave, you have had a cum explosion, but I have not cum yet.  I have some very specific instructions for you.  You are to suck my cock, while stroking it with your hands.  When I cum, however, I want you to spray all my cum on your tits, covering them.  After you have bathed your tits in my cum, you can suck my cock clean.  Do you understand?”

       Eve smiled, devilishly, and replied, “Yessir, I will do as you ask.”

       She happily went to work on his cock.  She used every trick she knew to give TJ pleasure.  She could taste herself on his cock.  This was not unusual, but for some reason, it was special to taste herself on his cock.  It did not take long before TJ could not hold out any longer.  His cock exploded on Eve, and her breasts.  She directed his issue to her breasts, making sure they were covered.  It seemed as if she had released a torrent of his cum on her.  Soon her breasts were well splattered with his cum.  She put his cock back into her mouth and sucked his cock clean.  After doing so, she sat up, facing TJ, and proceeded to rub his cum into her breasts, much like she would do with a fine soothing lotion.  TJ watched.  He was satisfied, and sated.  He was looking at the most incredible woman he had ever met.  She would be hard to leave when he returned to Iraq.  He just hoped he would see her again.

       TJ and Eve lay on the bed, absorbing what had just happened.  The cum on Eve’s breast dried.  She was stroking his softening cock.  Finally, TJ sat up and looked down at the beautiful woman he had just tortured and ravished.

       “Slave, I am hungry.  Get up and get dressed.  Something simple, just a blouse, skirt and high heels.  Fix you makeup and your hair.  We are going out to dinner.  But, do not wash your tits.  I want my cum on your tits.”

       Eve smiled, and simply replied, “Yessir.”

       She ran to her closet, and on inspiration, dressed in the same gray silk blouse and gray mini skirt she wore the day TJ abducted her.  Black patent leather heels completed the outfit.  Soon her hair and makeup had been restored.  She was ready to do what ever TJ wanted.

       “Damn, woman, you clean up really good”, TJ laughingly complimented.

       “Thank you, Sir.”

       From the pocket of his trousers TJ pulled a small box.  He extracted something from the box, and bade Eve to come to him.

       “Eve, I have a little something for you.  You are incredible, and I really got a thing for  you.  Perhaps, when I get back from Iraq we can pursue this.  For now, I want to give you something to remember me by.  I want you to realize that you were a slave to me, at least temporarily.  I want you to have this, and wear it for me, even this evening.”

       When he opened his hand to show her what he had, Eve was not sure what she was looking at.  As TJ explained, she understood.

       “What I have here is a miniature butt plug.  It is made of white gold, with my initials had carved on the end that is exposed.  It is small enough to be worn for long periods of time.  It will not be too uncomfortable, yet is will remind you that you were a slave to me, at least for one evening.”

       Eve took the item from his hand.  It was beautiful.  As he said, it was in the shape of a small butt plug, made of white gold, with the exposed part of yellow gold.  The initials “TJ” were clearly embossed in the yellow gold.  She was taken aback by this gift.  It was perfect.  She loved it.  She kissed it.

       Eve turned to TJ, “Sir, would you please put it in me?”        

       TJ had her raise her skirt, turn her magnificent ass to him, and bend over.  He used his saliva to moisten the gold butt plug, then slowly, and deliberately worked it into her rear passage.  When he was through, he retrieved a mirror so Eve could see what it looked like.  It was beautiful.  Anyone who saw her naked with her ass exposed would see this magnificent piece of sexual jewelry.  She loved it.

       She turned to TJ, and again hugged and kissed him.  “Thank you, Sir.  I will wear all the time, unless there are occasions when I am ordered not to.  Thank you.”

       As TJ was hugging her, he reached down to the crevice of her ass and slipped his finger into that nether region.  His finger pushed on the butt plug, gently.  He liked the feel of it there.  Then to punctuate the moment, he pulled his hand away, then slapped both of her silky ass cheeks.

       “Let’s go to diner, Slave.”

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       Eve’s story

       I couldn’t help myself.  It has been a very exciting evening.  Yes, TJ was rough on me.  Yes, his bondage was painful, and his whip made it’s presence known.  I know some may consider me to be a pain slut.  OK, be that as it may.  While I was considerable pain, I loved being subject to TJ’s whims and torments.

       I love the gold butt plug he gave me.  My sons have never indicated they wanted anal sex with me.  I don’t know if I would like it.  Being a sex slave does not require me to like it.  I don’t know if the butt plug indicates TJ likes anal sex, or he just likes to see my ass decorated.

       Now we were headed out to dinner.  I feel like a queen, yet his cum on my breasts tells me I am a slave.  I love it.  I am enjoying myself.  I feel like a young girl on a date with the captain of the football team.  I am having an exciting time, and the evening is not over yet.

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       As TJ drove down the street to a chosen restaurant, he and Eve chatted like old friends.  The conversation seemed to concentrate on sex, and Eve sexual slavery.  As they drove TJ was fondling her pussy and breasts.  After they had driven a short distance, TJ pulled the car to the side of the road.  From the glove compartment of his car he pulled out what appeared to be a piece of jewelry.  Eve was to learn it was not jewelry, but another torment.

       As he brought the car to a stop, he turned to Eve and said, “Sweet Slave, bare you tits, and stick them out.  Put your hands behind your back and make sure they stay there.”

       Eve quickly complied, waiting to see what happens next.  TJ showed her the “jewelry” he had in his glove compartment.  It was a pair of small nipple clamps, connected by a narrow gold chain.  The whole apparatus seemed rather delicate, but Eve knew it would be painful to her nipples.  TJ teased her nipples until they were hard and erect, then he applied the nipple clamps.  Eve was right.  They were painful.  Not as painful as some Daman had used on her, but she definitely felt this little monsters.  After applying the nipple clamps, TJ squeezed her breast and kissed her.

       “Button your blouse, we are almost at the restaurant.  I want you to remember you are a slave, my sex slave, during dinner”, TJ offered.

       Eve smiled, and kissed him.  As she buttoned her blouse, the fabric of her garment added pressure to the clamps.  She knew her nipples would be uncomfortable throughout the meal.  She would be in public and unable to ease any discomfort she might have.

       The meal at Dazzio’s was excellent.  The crowd was a rather sophisticated dinner crowd.  Some were headed out to the theater, while others were going to parties and gatherings.  Eve was stunning, and TJ was very attentive.  They were a handsome couple, much like the others in the restaurant.  Only, Eve’s nipples were clamped and in pain, and her ass was being attended to by a gold butt plug.  She had her lovers cum on her breasts.  She was in a degree of misery, yet excited and aroused.  TJ was enjoying every moment.

       TJ was interested in her past, and how she became a sex slave, not only to her first husband, but also to her two sons.  He had her describe her feelings about being a sex slave, subject to another persons wishes and demands.  She was forthcoming and honest.  The sexual tension between them was obvious.  TJ’s cock was hard for most of the dinner, and Eve was aroused.  Even though her nipples were being tormented, she was turned on by the fact that TJ was requiring her to be subject to this torment.  Even as she ate her dinner, when she moved her arms to take a bit of food, that movement caused her breasts to move, exacerbating her torment.  Being a slave was tough, but she loved it.

       Back at the Collins home, Eve’s nipples were still clamped.  When they left the restaurant, TJ used steel police handcuffs to lock her wrists behind her back.  He teased her pussy and breasts all the way home.  Now, the evening was winding down.  TJ removed the nipple clamps and hand cuffs.  The he escorted her to the shower.  There they showered together, with TJ requiring her to bath him, paying close attention to his cock and balls.  She wanted to suck him off, but he stopped her.

       “You can wash and stroke my cock and balls, but I don’t want to cum.  I have better plans for you, Sweet Slave”, TJ smiled.

       Eve, as was her custom, put on her sleeping cuffs.  These were light weight leather cuffs that could be locked together, or to the bed.  TJ locked them together in front of her, then put her in the bed, on her back, where he locked her wrists above her head to the head board.  Now she was lying there very vulnerable, with her arms tied above her.

       TJ lay next to her, kissing and fondling her.  Eve thought this was probably going to be a typical night where her master aroused her, denied her satisfaction, and she falls asleep aroused, and wanting a cock.  She was wrong.

       TJ kissed her, then moved down to her breasts.  He squeezed them, and sucked her nipples until she was moaning and squirming.  Then he moved down to her pussy.  He liked the way all her pussy hair had been removed with a laser.  He liked this smooth look.  He leaned down and let his tongue touch the sensitive lips of her pussy.  She closed her eyes and was lost in the sensations of his licking and sucking her pussy, especially her clit.  Eve moved and pressed her cunt against his mouth and tongue.  She had not noticed by TJ had brought a light weight flogger type whip to bed.  When she got close to a climax, he would stop and give her cunt several lashes with the whip.  This would settle her down for a bit, then he would suck her again.  This went on until Eve was worked into a sexual frenzy.

       Much to her dismay, he stopped about the time she was ready to climax.  Her disappointment did not last.  TJ moved his body between her legs and let the throbbing head of his cock touch her cunt.  He reached down and grasped his cock at the base.  Using it like a whip, or better yet, a belt, he began to slap her exposed pussy with his cock.  After he had slapped her pussy about ten times, she was moaning, and TJ wanted to fuck her.  He smiled down at her as he pushed the head of his cock into her.  Eve bit her lip and held her breath.  The sensation of his cock invading her cunt for the second time this evening was almost more pleasure than she could deal with.  It felt wonderful.  He started moving his cock in and out of her heated passage.  Slow at first, then faster and harder.  He was riding her.  In a matter of moment she was cumming is erotic explosions.  She cried out as her climax washed over her.  He kept riding her with his cock.  Her climax reached it’s zenith, but as it was ending, it started all over again.  TJ knew what she was experiencing, and he just kept riding her.  Her climax rolled into another climax.  She was awash in an erotic sea in which his cock was master.  It seemed as if she passed out at one point.  When Eve became aware of her surroundings, she realized that TJ was still on top of her, with his rampant cock buried in her cunt. He had stopped fucking her.  She was trying to regain her breath.

       “Oh, God!  TJ that was wonderful.  Thank you, thank you!”

       TJ answered, “Oh, don’t thank me  yet, Little Slave.  You have one more duty.”

       With that, TJ pulled his cock from her pussy, and moved up, straddling her body until his cock touched her lips.  Eve opened her mouth and received his cock.  It was coated with her juices.  She found this to be exciting, especially when she was being forced to take his cock.  She licked his cock, cleaning it, then pulled it into her mouth.  She made TJ groan with pleasure.  Her lips sucked and her tongue lashed his sensitive cock head.  It did not take long.  TJ’s cock erupted as he was fucking her mouth.  Eve struggled, but was able to keep all his issue.  Then, for the next minute or two, she worked to suck his cock clean.  Finally, TJ got off her and lay down beside her.  He kissed her, then lay on his back, his left hand resting on her pussy.  In a matter of moments, both lovers fell asleep.  Eve was awakened in the middle of this night with TJ fucking her again.  She was till tied with her wrists connected to the top of the bed.  After TJ made sure both he and Eve had experienced another cum, he untied her wrists, and the both of them went back to sleep in each other’s arm.

       It was a blissful sleep.  A needed sleep, because Iraq was waiting for TJ.

Continued……………