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Part 10 of The Submission of Sophie
By: Chimera   Posted: 24th June 2008
 
"Both - and I did it because I wanted to do - this!" And he dove between her open legs, his mouth devouring her once more. His teeth teased the puffy pink lips, slippery from her arousal. He tasted her saltiness, her sweetness. He inhaled her honey-scent. His tongue burrowed in and found the nub of her clitoris, she arched and moaned desperately.

Sophie felt the start of her climax as Thomas lapped and sucked at her, his fingers penetrating the warm moisture of her vagina. He looked up at her and saw her eyes were closed, her hands clasped at her breasts, squeezing them together. Swiftly he slid two cum soaked fingers between her cheeks then into her bud and she gave a little cry of pain. Thomas realised he was the first to be there and felt a surge of love for Sophie.

He continued to manipulate her with his tongue, his teeth, and his fingers. She was crying out continually and writhing in ecstasy. As she started to peak and her climax seemed imminent Thomas withdrew his fingers and took her hands in his. She groaned as she felt his mouth and fingers stop their magic and her growing climax fade.

Thomas drew her hands out away from her breasts and to the side. Sophie lay as if crucified under Thomas. He looked down at her face; damp with perspiration and, with a growl he drove hard into her. Her breath was driven out in a grunt and she felt him fill her. He moved languorously at first, rising right off her in a series of push-ups. The effort made him shake and the tension heightened the sensations of his arousal. Sophie lay passively beneath him, her eyes wary and veiled. Thomas knew she felt hurt and betrayed by him but also knew he had to teach her trust and to allow him to lead, to possess her.

In spite of her anger and disappointment at Thomas' actions, Sophie felt the increasing pressure of her climax building in her. She could not deny Thomas her love or desire; In fact, she thought, He owns me, body and soul .

Thomas increased his thrusts, speeding up and dropping down to cover her body with his. He used his hips to rise and thrust into Sophie and she opened to him. He recognised her softening by the subtle change in her body as she accepted him. He allowed her arms to wrap him and she moaned his name softly into his ear. He knew she would come soon and it made his orgasm approach faster. The fine pulses starting to flutter along his cock and her tightening grip were the first stage.

Next the soft grip of her flesh around him grew intense, almost squeezing him. He felt drawn in to her, waves of muscles pulsed around him and he exploded into her. For what seemed like half an hour, she pulsed and squeezed around him heightening and prolonging his climax. He groaned loudly as she arched taking him deeper unto her and then fell, back limp beneath him, exhausted.

He lay above her, taking his weight on his elbows. Beneath him, her face was a peaceful, with eyes closed, expressionless. He leant down and kissed her closed eyes.

"Are you alright, Sophie?" He whispered. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled.

"Oh yes, Thomas.I mean Master." And they both laughed as Thomas rolled off her and moved to hold her.

She turned her back and he formed his body to hers feeling her accommodate his member between her thighs.

"Get some sleep, my love. Tomorrow you will need to be rested." At his words she felt a thrill of apprehension. What would this "club" be like and what would she be expected to do to be accepted by Thomas' friends, she wondered as she drifted off into a deep sleep cradled in her lover's arms.

88

The dawn was clear and sunny and Sophie stretched her body along the sleeping torso of her new master. He stirred and smiled as he realised what had woken him. Rolling to face, her he kissed her.

" 'Morning little sub." He grinned. She kissed him back lightly and threw the covers back leaving them both exposed to the chilly, morning air.

"Hey! That's not a very nice thing to do to your Master, is it?" He asked in mock indignation.

She gave a little laugh and left him lying there. She had been nervous, taking that liberty, because she was still unsure of where the boundaries were for her behaviour as Thomas' sub. She was relieved he had taken it lightly and went for her shower, humming to herself. Thomas lay back, having retrieved the covers, and listened to the sound of Sophie in the shower. His thoughts wandered to the previous night, his triumphant presentation of Sophie as his sub and the way those occurrences had heightened their love making afterwards.

He knew he could teach her great skills, bend her will to his so that she willingly gave of herself to - and for him. It excited him to think of the sensation she would create at the club that night and yet he also had a slight feeling of concern for himself. Would he be able to present the front expected of him? What tasks or problems would he and Sophie face? His acquaintance with Jeremy and Amber had taught him that weakness was not tolerated by either of them.

He did not really understand why joining this exclusive club meant so much to him but for the present it consumed him. Nothing seemed more important than being accepted into the inner sanctum of this group. For once he was not solely responsible for the outcome of his actions, he had to rely on Sophie now and he was not used to depending on another. He could hear her singing as she showered. Could this slip of a girl help him achieve this goal, he wondered. She was certainly learning fast but she had made several blunders, Thomas knew that if she made any mistakes or showed weakness later that night at Jeremy's they would both be rejected.

He sat up as Sophie emerged from the bathroom, a towel around her waist and another in a turban on her head. She smiled impishly at him and sat on the bed. " Your turn."

"Right, I won't be long. Then we can go out and get some breakfast."

He disappeared into the bathroom. Sophie looked at the crumpled, discarded dress she had looked so ravishing in the night before. The elbow length gloves lay with the little evening bag on the bedside table. She idly picked up the bag and opened it. To her surprise there was a small envelope in side that hadn't been there before.
By: Chimera   Posted: 24 June 2008
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Part of: The Submission of Sophie: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16
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