Gaelforced

Chapter Three

"Because I'm a Good Girl" I lean back capturing his lips in a kiss, putting every ounce of arousal I had ever felt into it. I felt him moan into my mouth and suddenly my senses came back to me in a rush. I stumble back my hand covering my mouth my eyes wide in shock. Why did I do that? What was I thinking? I looked from his swollen lips to the ground to hide my embarrasment. "I am so sorry I don't know what has overcome me please forgive my attack." I could feel tears well up in my eyes over my actions.

My head snaps up as I hear him growl, my breath coming in quickened gasps as he strides towards me an animalistic look in his eyes. I began backing up slowly unsure of what was happening. I cursed myself as I felt wetness pool between my thighs from his growls. They got to me everytime. My legs trembled as he caught up to me and wrapped his hand around my throat. Pushing me against the brick wall he captured my lips again in a bruising clash of tongues and lips. The shadows from the alley hid us from any onlookers that may come upon our unique activities. I moan into his mouth and feel him squeeze my throat harder, my body arching into his wanton for him.

"A Good Girl are you?" he asks his voice low and gravelly, exactly the way I liked it. My lips part as I gasp yes. I bring my hands up to place them on his chest. I had to touch him, anywhere and everywhere. He growls into my mouth and grasps my wrists pinning them to the wall above me.

"You don't touch me until I give you permission do you understand?" his voice had dropped deeper, the irish lilt growing stronger. "Yes Sir" I reply casting my eyes down in a submissive manner. He lifts my chin and I see his eyes gleam with satisfaction. He stands back dropping his hands from my wrists and throat. He watches me intently as I lick my suddenly dry lips, my heart racing as he circles me like prey. And perhaps I was. Prey to my need of him, my need to submit to his will. Anything he desired I was willing to give without question.

"On your fucking knees," his voice commanded every sense I had and I felt myself immediately drop to my knees in front of him, looking up at him I felt his hand fist my hair. Yanking my head back my throat bared to him, his eyes lowered to my cleavage and I shivered as a growl left his throat. Undoing his jeans his cock springs out from two powerful thighs the tip glistening with pre-cum. I dart my tongue out to slide it along his cock head and I cry out in pain as he yanks me back forcefully. "I didn't say you could lick me slut. You haven't earned that right yet." I moan at his words feeling my pussy clench tight with need.

He stands there looking down at me with a hunger in his eyes I've never seen while a man was looking at me. The look that says he sees nothing but me. Desires nothing but me. The power that surges through me makes my eyes roll back as an orgasm takes over my body. I tremble looking up at him, short gasps passing by my lips.
Without another thought he rams his shaft down my throat making me choke as he thrusts in and out of my mouth, fucking my face. I roll my tongue along his cock as he thrusts stopping only to hum, sending vibrations along his shaft. His growls get deeper and more gutteral as he picks up pace, my hand slides down and under the waistband of my jeans to rub my throbbing clit. My slit drenched with an arousal unlike anything I have ever felt. He IS my Master. He controls me with a simple look. I want to please him.

"Take off your pants and turn. Place your hands on the wall and bend over for me. Show me you're a Good Girl." he slides out of my mouth still hard as a rock, my saliva coating his dick. I do as he says my hands shaking as they undo the button of my jeans. I manage after a couple of tries to get them off. My worries about being in a public place non existant as I spread my legs bending at the waist, my hands against the gritty gray bricks. I feel him come up behind me and kneel his hot breath on my cunt has me clenching my thighs. Gael's tongue snakes out and runs up my slit, I feel him growl into my pussy as he tastes my esscence. How he knows that his growling sends me over the edge I don't know but he does. I squirm against him nearly in tears from the pleasure of it all.

"Please.....please!" I cry out rubbing my pussy against his face like a bitch in heat. My body vibrates with the need to come again. From the need to have him pound into me until I can't stand. To be completely at his mercy. I hear him laugh as he stands up and presses his body against mine. I feel his rigid cock brush between my thighs.

"Please what? Tell me what you want my little slave and maybe I will give it to you." I buckle at his words and his arm snakes around me to hold me up. I struggle to find the words that I need, the words that will convince him to give it to me. I look behind me and into his eyes before taking a shallow breath.

"I need to fully submit to you. I want my body to serve you. I need you to take your pleasure from me in any way you see fit. I am yours. Claim me. Ruin me. Make me unable to be with any other man because they will pale in comparison to my Sir." Tears slide down my face with the force of my need. He smiles wickedly and rubs his cock against my pussy, I'm so sure he's about stretch my cunt that when he shoves his cock all the way to the hilt in my tight ass I scream. The pain causing black dots to flash across my eyes. His finger slides into my cunt and curves rubbing my G-spot, thrusting into me a few times the pain slowly fades replaced with a fire in my belly. His grunts are music to my ears as he claims my ass his hand on my hip for leverage, I reach back and place my hand on his thigh clawing at him. His chest rises and falls with deep labored breaths and I can feel he's close. He groans as his balls draw up readying for his own climax, I move my hand to cup his balls and squeeze.

"Come for me. Now!" he growls forcefully and I do coming apart at the seams. My eyes travel back to him wanting to see him lose control because of me. Wanting to watch as his cock explodes into me. I gasp as I'm filled with his seed and feel it dripping as he slides slowly out of me, as if he doesn't want to leave. Wrapping his arms around me he pulls me into his chest nuzzling my neck with a small laugh. My mind is a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, what happens now? Do we part ways? The last question had my anxiety spiking and more tears pooling in my eyes, though this time not with need or pleasure. As if sensing my change in mood Gael turns me to face him.

"That's a first for me. I have no clue what just took over me, but I like it. A lot. Say you'll come home with me. I know we just met but there is no way I am letting you go. Not with what just happened between us. I'm sorry if I hurt you. Once I get you home we can clean up and I can take care of you like a Sir should." My eyes must have betrayed my thoughts because soon we were on our way to his home. Gael's home. My mind spun at the thought but my smile grew wide as I wondered what was to come..... No pun intended or was it?

The End....For Now