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  “Get on all fours” she heard and she moved to comply. She felt hands on her calves pulling them apart and then her ankles were tied, more tightly than before. He came round to the front and grabbed her arms pulling them apart to the edges of the table. These too were tied and again she found herself unable to move more than an inch. A voice whispered in her ear “I asked you if you wanted to be punished and you lied to me again. So this time the punishment will be more painful and more intimate”. He came into view and she saw what he was carrying and when she saw it she felt a shiver of fear run through her body. It was made to look like a hard cock, the sort of hard cock she had seen impaling the woman in the window. However it was far larger than she would have thought possible. Small knobs ran up and down its length making it look like a miniature cudgel. She felt it on her cheek and then it was run over her back and down, down towards her fleshy buttocks that still held the marks of being lightly flagellated.

  To her inflamed senses it felt like every knobbly bit on that device was a separate finger, running over her body and down towards her centre. She felt strangely wanted and began to dampen at the thought of what was to come. The device reached her buttocks and pushed itself between them and down. She was momentarily afraid he would try and push it into her there but it continued moving, down and between her fleshy nether lips that were becoming slick with her juices. It rubbed between them for a moment, the protuberances tracing every inch of her and then he started to twist it.

  To Andrea it felt like a hundred little fingers rubbing their tips over her pussy, getting into every intimate area, every crevasse over and over again. The feelings it produced were unlike anything that she felt before and soon she began to feel her muscles begin to contract as a huge rush of pleasure began to overwhelm her. And that’s where Morpheus stopped. “You’re not going to get your release until I am satisfied and I won’t be satisfied until your begging me to use you. Do you want me to use you Andrea?” Stubbornness flared in Andrea then, Stubbornness and a desire for the game to continue. “No” she gasped as she stared at the table she was

  shackled to. A throaty laugh echoed throughout the chamber and then that tortuous device was being inserted into her, being pushed with no hope of stopping into her wet cunt.

  There was a moment of pain and then she felt full, complete as it reached as far as it could. Slowly it was pulled out again and Andrea found herself panting in frustration. Again it was pushed into her, this time being slightly twisted and Andrea felt like her insides were being touched by thousands of tiny fingers. A hand was placed on her back and slid down her side. Running underneath her body it slid upwards until it reached her full breasts which hung down lewdly. It ran over her breast, cupping it like a lover would, squeezing it, moulding it to the hand. Then fingers ran over her engorged nipple and pinched it, hard. Little bolts of pain ran up from her breast and got lost in the overwhelming feelings of fullness she had. He hand let her go and her breast fell forward, her now overly hard nipple rubbing against the table as her breasts moved back and forwards sending yet more pleasure throughout her body.

  All the while her pussy was being fucked by that object he carried, back and forwards, twisting this way and that, the rhythm slowly building up and then slowing down. She felt a hand creeping down over her stomach and fingers questing through her wiry hairs and then down through her now soaking wet channel. Fingers found her engorged nub and started rubbing circles around it. Once again Andrea felt herself begin to go and started to push back on the tool inside her. Instantly those fingers stopped circling and instead pinched, sending shockwaves through her as sensitive flesh was squeezed painfully. Slowly, carefully as to not be pushed over the edge she was emptied and then he was in front of her again with an arrogant smile on his face. “Are you ready to beg Andrea?” he asked. “No”, the words slipped out before she could think and he shrugged his shoulders as if he didn’t care. “So be it” was all he said.

  Suddenly her limbs were untied and she could move again. Morpheus came to her then and grabbed her by the shoulders, twisting her painfully. She slid her legs underneath her and did as he insisted, finding herself on her back, arms stretched out to her side and legs apart. He re tied her then, again more painfully then before and turned away. When he returned he held the whip again. Moving to her side he began to trail the leather strands over her body. Tickling her breasts he allowed the leather to caress her puffy engorged nipples and then he moved downwards over her curvy stomach to her pussy. Stiff thongs touched her and trailed, tickling and making her gasp. Then before she had a chance to brace for the inevitable assault Morpheus pulled back his hand and lightly hit her thigh with the leather. It stung and red marks appeared on her white pristine flesh.

  With her thigh still smarting from the leather whip Morpheus trailed it back up her body. Walking around her he arrogantly held the whip and as it trailed over her breasts he once again flicked his wrist letting the leather thongs slap against her left breast just above her nipple. Andrea let out a gasp of breath as red welts appeared on her chest. Morpheus waited until she got her breath back then once again started moving around her, trailing the leather thongs of his whip over her naked white flesh. Around her he went striking her stomach, thigh and breasts at will. Sometimes he would wait for a second so Andrea could get her breath back, sometimes he would strike two or three times in quick succession.

  Andrea felt each strike as if it was her first. Her skin warmed and as the leather thongs trailed over her they produced an exquisite tingle in her nerves that wouldn’t stop. Soon her entire body was aflame with pain and pleasure and each new strike brought an equal measure of ache and bliss that she hadn’t known before. She closed her eyes and drifted away only to feel herself being touched by fingers. Opening her eyes she looked down and saw a hand stroking

  her breasts, moving from one to the other squeezing and caressing. A sudden whoosh of air and pain blossomed over her stomach and then the manipulation of her breasts continued.

  The only sound she could hear was her own panted breath and the thwack of leather on skin so she was surprised when Morpheus leaned over her. “I think it’s time I enjoyed myself don’t you?” His hand slipped lower over her stomach and into the wetness that was her centre and rubbed up and down slowly. Andrea shuddered with pleasure; it was too much for her. She wanted to be used, to have that release. “Enjoy me as you wish” she said. He smiled then and started to undress.

  Andrea couldn’t see much. She had seen naked men before, no one who lived in a village such as hers could get away with that and she had seen more in the mirrors but she had never really been in close proximity to one. She had heard tales of what you do with men but had no chance to try it out herself. Now she was totally at the mercy of a naked man who could do anything he wanted to her and she was unsure of how to proceed. What if she wasn’t any good? Or did something wrong. She opened her mouth to explain but she was stopped by Morpheus mouth descending on hers. Their lips touched, gently, and then she felt a hand grab her hair and pull her head closer to his. The kiss intensified and she felt his hand gab her right breast squeezing painfully until she whimpered into his mouth.

  Her mouth was released and she took a deep breath. Her view was obscured by chest as he bent over her, his mouth covering her neck and chest with little kisses and nibbles. Something hard nudged her in the cheek and moving her head slightly she saw Morpheus hard cock for the first time. It was warm against her skin and moving her head slightly produced a silken warm feeling against her soft cheek. She felt hands circling her breasts, squeezing them, trying to fit as much flesh as they could into them. Her nipples hardened and a wet tongue circled one, teeth grazed and then bit down gently. Pain blossomed in her chest and then spreading warmth that she had come to know as pleasure. Teeth pulled and let go, then fingers grabbed her nipples and pulled them softly. She could feel the slickness of saliva on her nipple turn cold which produced another frisson of pleasure.

  Fingern
ails scratched down her body towards her rapidly moistening pussy. Morpheus moved off and she could suddenly see what he was doing. He walked around her, letting his fingernails play against her stomach and upper thighs. Stopping at her side he bent down and using one hand he grabbed her breast and took as much of it into his mouth as he could, sucking hard. His other hand he slipped down between her legs, his palm against her mound he slipped two fingers into her sopping hole and started to move them rapidly pushing them in as deep as he could.

  Andrea wanted to move, to grab his head and push it down harder, to open her legs wider for the intruding fingers but she couldn’t. The frustration she felt was adding another dimension to the pleasure she was experiencing. The fingers inside her withdrew and she gave a little moan of despair which quickly turned into a moan when they returned with an extra digit. Morpheus started to bite her breast gently, leaving small grazes on her chest. Then he grabbed her head with his hand and pulled her in for a kiss. Pulling her bottom lip between his teeth Andrea tasted blood and felt her walls clamp down on the fingers inside.

  Immediately he pulled those fingers out and Andrea wailed with frustration “no” she screamed. “Beg me then” he smiled, arrogant in his power over her “Beg me to plunder your pretty mouth. Beg me to fuck your plump wet pussy. Beg me to use you”. Andrea held her breath as he stared down at her, then she gave in to her desires “please” she begged, “please fuck me”. Arching her back she thrust her pendulous breasts as far into the air as she could in an

  effort to appear alluring, “want me. Use me for your own pleasure I beg of you”. Morpheus smiled and bent down over face and kissed her gently.

  Moving around her he untied her arms and legs. Instantly she moved them and felt blood flow back, tingles running up and down her extremities and mixing with the warmth from her gently abused body. Closing her eyes she let the feelings flow through her for a moment before feeling the silken material that was used to tie her up running up her stomach. It reached her full heavy breasts and she watched fascinated as it twirled around, producing sensations she hadn’t felt before it continued upwards over her face and then off. “Raise your arm’s” he said and she complied eagerly. Holding her arms together he pulled them over her head and then tied them together.

  Andrea laid there, hands tied together, naked and spread eagled, wet and red and ready for whatever he wanted to do to her. Hands descended onto her shoulders and he pulled her bodily towards the edge of the table and then pushing her back down. Her head over hung the table, the edge pushing into her neck. Legs came into view swiftly and looking up she saw the hard smooth cock of Morpheus in front of her. A hand pressed it downwards towards her face and it nudged at her closed mouth. “Open your mouth” he said and unsure she did what he asked. He pushed the head of his cock into her mouth and she tasted a man for the first time.

  She felt hands on her breasts, squeezing and pulling them as he began to move backwards and forwards with his hips, fucking her mouth. Unsure of what to do with only the mirrors she had seen as guidance she clamped her lips to his organ as it went in and out and experimented with massaging the fleshy stalk with her tongue as it moved. She heard him grunt and the fingers on her breasts became harder, more urgent. Swallowing saliva to make room for his cock she kept as still as she could, letting him enjoy her mouth, the only part of her she moved was her tongue. The scent of him filled her nose as hairs tickled her nose and the taste of him overpowered her other senses. Time seemed to stand still and she floated in a sea of sensations, moving from the hard cock fucking her mouth to the stiff fingers pulling at her pendulous breasts.

  She heard gasps and a hand left her breast and swooped down to grab her head. Urgently it pulled her upwards allowing the cock to go deeper into her mouth and she desperately fought her urge to gag. Saliva flowed from her mouth around the edges of her lips and then with a roar her mouth was filled with salty sticky fluid. Andrea swallowed reflexively and she an appreciative moan of pleasure. Some of it overflowed and ran from the corners of her mouth. Morpheus pulled his cock from her mouth she saw it was still hard. He moved away and she let her tongue lick the corners of her mouth letting the salty taste fill her senses.

  Andrea suddenly found herself being jerked and pulled down the table until her bottom was at the edge opposite where her head was. Looking down she saw Morpheus, one hand on his hard member and the other on one of her legs holding it up. He moved closer and then Andrea felt that hardness slide into her, deeper than she would have thought possible. He kept pushing and she felt it hit something hard inside her and she let out a sigh. She felt her other leg being grabbed and then she was spread wide, open to his hard cock that he moved in and out of her in a slow lewd rhythm.

  “hmmmm” she looked up and saw Morpheus watching her, “I love how your pussy pulls me in. It’s begging to be fucked. Do you want me to fuck you Andrea? Do you want me to shoot my load in your soaking wet pussy the way I did in your delightful mouth?” Andrea did not even have to think, “I want you to fuck me however you want. I’m your slave”. Morpheus

  smiled, “good. Now play with yourself slave, make yourself cum so I can feel it while I’m inside you”.

  Andrea brought her arms down from over her head. Her hands, still bound together, sliding downwards. She let her fingers creep through the wiry blond hair that topped her pussy. They were sticky with her juices and she pushed through them and slid her bound together hands through her soaking lips and up again. Pushing down with her hips she began to rotate, grinding herself against her hands and the hard cock inside her. Sensations ran through her body sending her wild. She felt hands release her legs and she fought the desire to let them drop keeping them as spread as she could. Fingers ran down her thighs and then joined her own exploring her soaking pussy. The combination of hard cock moving around inside her and so many fingers exploring her along with her own hands sent her over the edge and she felt her muscles clamp down on the cock inside her. Juices flowed and she lost all sense of where she was as her long put off orgasm hit her.

  Gasping she bucked and felt Morpheus slip out of her but there was nothing she could do. She lay gasping her legs trembled and fell to the table as ripples of pleasure shot through her ample thighs. She felt herself being turned onto her side then something nudging at her still clenching hole. A push and once again she was filled with him as he grabbed her hip with one hand and her ass with the other and pulled her onto him. Her womb was still flexing and every time her thrust into her it felt like he was battering his way into her. It drove her crazy all over again.

  Again and again he drove into her. Flesh slapped on flesh as he filled her with his hard cock. Leaving her hip he grabbed her hands and threw them above her head and then stretched out and grabbed a handful of tit, her hard nipple grazing his palm. His hand on her ass moved and she felt his thumb questing for her asshole and desperate to help him she tried to lift her hips but it was difficult on her side. He didn’t need the help and refusing to stop he found her forbidden orifice and slipped in, using his thumb like another cock she felt stretched and filled beyond anything she had imagined. He sped up his thrusts and with a shout he emptied himself into her. His cock flexed madly and once again Andrea felt herself tip over that edge into pleasurable release.

  Morpheus waited until she had stopped clenching his cock and then pulled out. Andrea gave a small cry of regret when he did; she felt empty and immediately missed the feeling. Rolling onto her back she felt his liquid mingle with her juices as it dripped from her pussy and run down her ass. Morpheus came into view as he untied her hands and gently pulled her to a sitting position. “It’s time for you to go” he whispered to her. Andrea frowned, “there’s so much more you can teach me”. “No” he shook his head. “You’ve admitted to yourself what you like. There’s nothing else I can do to help you. Besides you’ve been here to long as it is”. He stepped back and everything started to go misty.

  Waking up Andrea saw the wise woman in her
chair watching her. She saw that all her blankets had been stripped from her and she was naked. “You were running hot for a while” Telphi said. Andrea nodded thinking about her experiences. Looking at the wise woman she croaked from a parched throat “Do you want an apprentice? You will find me plaint and quite willing to serve”.

  Helena and Aphrodite The Erotic Greeks Volume 1

  Brown eyes stared into hers and full lips slightly parted said “are you ok?” and when she nodded the priestess slowly pulled away leaving a longing that surprised Helena. “Turn around” the priestess said and Helena found herself on her feet, looking at the walls whilst hands that belonged to someone else rubbed her back with the scented soap. Fingers slid across her wet shoulders, moving from one side to the other and back again, slowly and surely sliding the lather across her back. Helena held her breath as those hands moved down her back, making sure nothing was missed. Fingers got closer and closer to her buttocks in long swirling motions only to be pulled away at the last moment and she felt a disappointment that surprised her. Hands reached up to her shoulders and she found herself being pulled around to face the priestess again. Holding up the soap in one hand “would you mind doing my back?” she said.

  Helena swallowed and took the soap in one hand. The steam of the water was billowing around her, the scent of apples was strong in her nose and she began to feel light headed. The priestess turned round and raised her hair with one hand. Helena’s mind began to race, thoughts that should not be there flitting through in an erotic play as she moved closer. “I should really know what to call you” she said, her voice barely a whisper as she began to massage the scented soap onto the back in front of her. “You can call me Pandora” she heard and then a sigh as her fingers moved further down Pandora’s back. “Hmmm” Pandora sighed with delight, “you have no idea how nice your fingers feel right now”.