Robert Vickers: Tanya in chains

The whip seared along her bound arm. She felt the butt end of the whip nudging into her ass. She didn't care what the red-haired woman did. She had won! She had triumphed. As long as she could maintain the fantasy that the cock fucking so hard into her body was really Mr. Steele's, she had won everything.

And then came the cold, harsh voice she had learned to love so well! She was caught up in the middle of an intense come and thought it might be just her dream making her believe he was really there, with her fucking her. Then she wasn't so sure.

"She is still tied and being abused," came the accusation. "Her month was up an hour ago. Longer!"

"Mr. Steele, let me explain," began Henrietta. "It was like this. I…"

Tanya heard a fleshy, thud and Henrietta groaned. She opened her sex-glazed eyes and saw Mr. Steele standing over the fallen woman. And then her senses were ripped away by the cock exploding inside her tight cunt. She came along with Lucien, their passions merging and forcing them into lands seldom visited by mere humans.

When she came to her senses, Lucien had gone limp and left without a word. Mr. Steele stood looking at her. She saw the bulge in his pants and wondered if this was going to be the real thing. Was he going to climb onto the bed and pull out his prick and give her his cock?

"Mr. Steele," she said.

"Tanya, my dear."

"What kind of deal is this?" the brunette raged. "I got into that poker game thinking it was on the level."

"It was," said Mr. Steele's assistant. She strutted around, smoothing out the tight blouse she wore. She had on black net stockings, a garter belt – and nothing else. Her pussy was lewdly displayed to the new captive, cunt lips pink and fluttering and a steady flow of frothy cunt oils leaking out.

"You can't be serious about me beings his slave for a solid month," the brown-haired girl protested.

"But I am. Mr. Steele never jokes," she replied.

"This is insane."

"It is a bet. You are his sex slave for an entire month. And I am here to make sure his will is carried out. Lucien! Marcus!" she called out. "Strip her. I want to see nothing but her naked flesh in ten seconds!"

They did as they were told. They always obeyed when a command was given. Tanya felt her own, passions rising as they stripped the girl. The sight of all that naked flesh turned her on strangely. She had hated Henrietta as this woman must hate her, but Tanya knew now that being hated meant nothing as long as there was hope.

Hope that Mr. Steele would relent and break his firm rule about never having sexual relations with his assistants. But Tanya knew she could get him into her bed. She was beautiful and sexy and would do anything for him. Her loyalty would win the day.

For a dominant man like Mr. Steele, Tanya was willing to do anything. Anything at all!