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Year of Our Lord 1857,
I have received a new client, a referral from a previously satisfied customer. One “Adela Caroline Harriett.” A fine name, a fine family. She was provided to me by her father, who has been grooming her to be a fitting bride to the recently widowed Lord Protector of Ireland, Archibold William Montgomerie.
She was skeptical when I first met her. They always are at the start of our sessions, but equally so do they always loosen up. She had fair skin, brown hair, hazel eyes, typical of aristocratic birth. Her clothes were not so fine nor impractical as can be seen in those who are doing well, but they should be suitable enough for a widower, especially one as unhappy as William.
So the question came to mind then, naggingly, as she sat upon my couch,
“What do you believe to be the problem then?”
“Whatever do you mean?” She said pointedly, clearly not here of her own volition.
I did not reply. I let the silence grow, looking down at my watch in my palm.
One… Two… Three…
x-posted from /r/dirtywritingprompts
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Standard disclaimer. This is a fantasy, I have no idea if objects and such depicted and described can be used for the purposes as depicted, any resemblance to real places or people are coincidental, blah blah blah
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She reclined in my passenger seat of my Dodge Magnum. Her skin was flushed, and her breathing was faster than normal.
I reached for her left hand and held it.
“You can still call this off. Little one.”
“No. I am ready.”
I gave her an reassuring squeeze, as I pulled up my car to the gas station and carwash. I slipped the owner an extra hundred this afternoon, telling him that I had something kinky planned with my girlfriend in the carwash. He nodded in understanding. He had no idea what I really have planned.
I left the engine running as I went around to the passenger side and helped her out of the car. Her robe parted and her long legs revealed themselves for a second, then she stood straight and took a deep breath, and nodded.
Here’s my first crack at a story. It’s long, I know. Basically, I was talking to a friend of mine about her fantasies, and she laid out a scenario where she watches her boyfriend fuck another woman in front of her. The other woman is clearly hotter and taunts her a little about the whole thing, but it turns my friend on like crazy and she gets off watching. I thought it would be fun to try to write a story for her fantasy. Hope you like it!
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You get the text while you are out running errands. It’s Jack, and it’s cryptic.
“Get home soon. Be waiting in the bedroom. Panties only. There’s a surprise.”
Immediately you feel the wetness start coming on with a delightful tingle. What could the surprise be? You and Jack frequently talk about ways to keep sex exciting and new. Maybe he’s planning to act out a new role-playing scenario with you.
Your mind flutters with the possibilities as you race home, eager to comply with Jack’s instructions.
As you walk in the front door, you notice the silence. Jack must not be waiting for you at home. You make your way to the bedroom and still there’s no sign of him anywhere.
I wake up to his warm hands caressing me under the sheets. First running up my arm, then back down my side, and over my hip. I snuggle back against him, feeling his already hard cock against my ass. As his hands continue their early morning exploration, he bends his head and whispers in my ear. “Good morning, my pet. Did you sleep well?”
“Mmmm,” is all I can respond. His hands have changed course, now cupping my breast. He traces my nipple with the tip of his finger.
“I asked you a question, pet.” His voice a bit rougher. “Did you sleep well?”
“Yes!” I gasp sharply as he pinches my nipple with his thumb and forefinger, making my back arch and my pussy throb. I can feel myself getting wet already, and yet I know this is only the beginning.
“Good,” he replies, soothing my pain with his thumb, rolling it lightly over the hard peak. “You’re going to need your strength today.”
“I’m going to take you home soon, but know that we own you now. You’ll be coming back, Jane. And do not even think about trying to hide from us,” he explained softly. As he spoke, I felt his lips moving against my ear and his breath against it which pitifully turned me on. “I own you, Jane. Tell me how I own you,” he said, his arm around my waist giving me a squeeze.
I hesitated because I felt like it would be signing a contract. “Jake, I don’t want to tell…” I paused when his grip on my waist tightened, clueing me in that I was giving the wrong answer. I didn’t care at all…until he caught my chin and directed my gaze toward the wall of whips on display. “Yeah. You own me, Jake,” I corrected immediately.
His hand clasped on my shoulder and he turned me to face him, then pushed me down to my knees. That quickly gave me the picture of what he wanted, and I unzipped his pants and took out his thick cock because his perfect cock in my mouth seemed like a much more agreeable activity than anything involving the horrible whips displayed on the wall.
I steal another kiss and he allows me this indulgence. I get greedy and he barks a command at me as he pulls away “*I said GET. ON. YOUR. KNEES, and from this point on if I have to repeat myself…. You will be punished. Do you understand?”* He says with a blank stare almost as if he is looking through me. *“Ye…Ye…Yes Daddy”* I manage to stutter.
*“Good girl”* His tone softer. *“Now how do you want Daddy?”* I look at him. “Oh shit, is this a test, say something. Don’t make him repeat himself. SAY SOMETHING!!!” I scream in my head. *”The edge of the bed please.*” And I wait for him to make a move. Finally he smiles and says *“Would you like a pillow for your knees babygirl?”* I breathe a sigh of relief *”Yes Daddy, thank you.”*