Unckown: The Willing Mrs. Talbot

Dash was quivering violently, now, as his wife slithered his prick in and out of her velvet passage. She licked and lathered his meat, hungrily, ignoring the harsh, cutting barbs of the whip, completely it seemed.

It was impossible to E.G. that she was sucking him so wildly, as he beat her. He tore at her flesh again and again with the whip, but she merely increased the rhythm and pace of her sucking in response.

She rode her husband's prick in and out of her mouth, wildly, now. Her lovely head went from left to right, and she lathered his flesh with her tongue, greedily. She could feel the huge prong growing harder and hotter with every plunge it took, and she dragged her teeth along his flesh to urge him on.

Again and again the cock slammed into the moist, warm depths of her throat. Dashiell was gasping loudly, now, twisting and turning with delight as his wife blew him, hungrily. He could feel the come surging in his balls, and could hardly see for the aching need he was experiencing.

E.G. Talbot was in a frenzy, now, lashing at the kneeling young woman wildly with the ugly weapon. But nothing was working now, for all Maggie could think of was the pleasure she felt at the punishment she was getting, and the throbbing power of her husband about to explode in her mouth.

Dashiell groaned wildly, then, thrusting forward savagely as the hot come began to suddenly spurt from his throbbing meat. The harsh, violent spasms ripped through him, and he shuddered violently, filling her gulping throat with his creamy juice.

"I've come, my love, come in your mouth," he gasped. "You have sucked me off while being disciplined! I have come so good!"

Eagerly she swallowed as much of the hot, creamy fluid as she could, and E.G. dropped his arm in total shock, now, unable to believe the young woman had been able to suffer so much, and still do the job.

After a few more tremors, Dashiell pushed her gently away from his prong and slowly drew her to her feet. She could barely stand, she was in so much pain, and he kissed her tenderly, now, wrapping a towel around her shoulders.

"We are leaving in the morning," he said coldly, to the others. "I suggest you plan on retiring E.G., you're finished."

The old man was about to say something, but his wife stopped him. "He has won," she said coldly. "You will make the will accordingly."

E.G. Talbot sat on the chair, defeated now, watching his wife, his older son and daughter-in-law slowly entering the house behind Maggie and Dashiell. He stared at the whip in his hand, suddenly feeling smaller than his massive bulk showed him to be. He realized then, that he had much more to learn about discipline than he had ever imagined. His only hope, was that Maggie and Dash could teach him the secrets they possessed.

Dash lay Maggie on the bed and gently attended to her wounds. The young woman felt at peace at last, now. They had won, and she had learned the marvelous secret about herself.

"I feel so at peace, at last, darling," she sighed, touching her husband's shoulder in a tender manner.

He moaned, nodding his head. "God, I'm glad it's finally finished at last."

Maggie gazed at him almost hungrily, now her flesh rippled with excitement as she rolled over on her belly. "I want you darling, badly," she groaned.

He glanced at her, his, cock already hardening. He reached out and ran his fingers down the length of her delicate, lovely spine. He could feel her flesh tingling beneath his touch, already damp with excitement.

"We can do anything, now, my love," he whispered hungrily. "We have all the time in the world!"

She shivered, reaching out and wrapping her fingers around his cock. She gave it a gentle squeeze and he gasped with pleasure. "I know," she murmured erotically.

She moved her body around and pressed her lips to the head of his shaft, lathering the tip with her tongue. He shuddered and groaned, bucking savagely as she rode her mouth down the pulsating tool.

"Ohh, yes, kiss me, baby," he gasped. "Kiss my prick, now, you lovely bitch!"

As her mouth moved over his meat, he reflected on all that had happened over the weekend. On how they had come to this point of sudden freedom. He was amazed and warmed by the power he felt growing inside of his flesh and soul.

"We have won," he whispered softly. "We have escaped the madness, at last!"

Maggie giggled, almost childishly, and ran her tongue swiftly up and down on the large, throbbing weapon, now. She nibbled hungrily at his meat, tasting the bitterness of it on her lips.

She felt him bucking forward and she laughed quietly. "Yes, my darling," she murmured lovingly. "We are finally alone with ourselves!"

Whatever happened after this, she felt strong enough to face it. Obviously, the, effects of the weekend would take a long time to fade. Perhaps they never would, she realized, grimly.

They might very well be trapped forever in the world of punishment and pain, of humiliation and degradation, but it made no difference. Whatever happened, they would face it together and triumph, she was certain.

Now his hands were at her loins, kneading and caressing her damp, quivering lips. She groaned as she felt him running the tips of his digits up and down between her pussy cleft, slithering two of them in and out of her.

The powerful waves of pleasure were washing over her then, rolling and churning in her loins with growing intensity. She gasped as he buried the fingers deep in her pit, and began to stroke her inner walls, lazily.

"Ohh, God, yes, take me, please, darling," she sobbed, jerking with a harsh, uncontrollable spasm of lust.

He rolled her on her back, and she winced from her beating as her tender flesh pressed down on the mattress. He pulled back from her but she shook her head, clutching at him wildly, then.

"No, my love, I want you, hard, right now," she pleaded. "Please, take me, take me savagely, at once!"

He groaned thickly as she pulled on his meat, guiding the huge, throbbing tool to her damp, warm petals. He thrust forward, violently and she screamed with delight as the huge, hot spear entered her.

She felt him slithering down deep into her pit, and she sobbed with the aching, harsh fire of his invasion. His cock pounded against her inner walls, and the thrill of him being inside of her again, was almost too much for her to bear.

"Fuck me, darling, fuck me hard," she sobbed, thrusting her cunt against him, now. "Hard, baby, fuck me hard!"

He moaned, thrusting and grinding in and out of her then, his passion taking complete control of him now. His cock rode back and forth along her hot, slippery tunnel, and her pussy muscles kneaded him greedily.

She twisted and turned with every delightful stroke that he took, feeling the boiling greed racing through her now. As his shaft slid effortlessly along her moist, warm passage, she felt his powerful yearning consuming him.

Again and again he drove into her, each stroke more violent than the last. The world swirled around her in a dazzling array of colors and the pleasure surged in her cunt until it blocked every other sensation out of her mind and flesh.

Nothing mattered now, but the approaching climax she felt inside of her. She locked her legs around his hips and together they drove toward the release they sought. Harder and faster their bodies crashed together, until the room with filled with their aching cries of passion, and the air thick with the scent of their lust.

"Ohh, God, yes, yes, yes," she wailed, jerking from left to right as the orgasm burst in her loins. "Coming, now, darling, now!"

Almost at once, the steaming come began to spurt from his tool and he sobbed his own pleasure as he pumped his bursting weapon to the depths of her pussy. "Ahh, Jesus, baby, yeah, coming so good," he moaned.