Free Her Master Returns (Dark BDSM Erotica) by Dan Bruce Page A

bonus to the evening that was being
proposed.
    “Next time, perhaps,” the Italian laughed. “Enjoy. But don’t
spoil her. I’ll definitely be back, and I’ll want her still tight.
I’m sure there’s more I can do to earn the right.”
    Hades left the changing room, departing without another word
or glance at the young woman he had so violently abused. When he
was gone, Her Nemesis Master turned to Emily and
smirked.
    “Well done, Blondie. I think my friend was very pleased with
your depraved and sluttish performance. Apparently he finds it
difficult to meet women who’ll take a good pounding from him,
especially up the ass – something to do with the size of his cock –
but of course it wasn’t a problem for you. I’m sure he’d give you
an excellent reference to other like minded well hung men. There’s
an American coming to town who is anxious to meet you, and to whom
a favour might be owed. The date hasn’t been confirmed yet, but
soon, Blondie... soon.”
    Emily shook her head. She mouthed the word ‘no’ but was too
exhausted to make the sound.
    “Don’t be silly. I know you, Blondie; you’re mine now to use
and share with my friends. I know you; and I know you can’t wait to
be used again and again. Come on - admit to me that it’s
true.”
    Emily hung her head in shame. “Yes Master,” she
croaked.
    “And you won’t need to wait long. Look at my cock - it’s as
hard as a rock and hungry for more action, which it’s going to get.
You don’t think for one second that I’ll be leaving with a stiffy
in my pants and spunk in my balls.”
    Emily looked at the erection. As always she was struck by its
virile beauty. She had just enjoyed bigger – a hell of a good
fucking – but there was something about Her Master’s cock that
thrilled her to the core. Despite having come massively, Emily
could feel her own sex pulsing with desire.
    “What would you like, Master?” Emily asked, hurting, but
wanting to please – wanting more sex, especially with Her
Nemesis.
    “I want your ass nice and tight round my cock,” the man
laughed, teasing Emily by shaking his erection in her direction.
“But after the buggering you’ve just taking from that horse hung
brute, I very much doubt that will be possible for a few days...
So...”
    Emily splayed her legs and offered up her shaved pussy, making
it clear she was more than happy to be fucked there by the man who
was Her Master. She passionately wanted the hours of vaginal
rutting he had earlier promised, for surely she now deserved it
after what she had done. Sadly on that front Emily was to be
disappointed, for today at least.
    “No, Blondie. Tempting as it is, I’m going to deny you once
again. There’s more you have to do before you earn that little
treat. Keep it shaved though – I want it like that when I fuck you
properly, which with a bit of luck will be very soon. But right now
I’m going to use your ass, slack as it is. But we’re going to spice
the fuck up with some extra stretching.”
    Emily let out a low groan as Her Master raised his right arm
in a tightly clenched fist and stroked up and down it with his left
hand.
    “Please, Master, no. I couldn’t take that,” Emily bleated,
though a part of her was intrigued by this fascinating twist to the
evening’s proceedings.
    “Don’t be silly, Blondie,” replied the man examining his
fisted arm as if he was genuinely assessing the plausibility. “It’s
not much thicker than his dick. And it’ll be fun... Anyway, I’m
ordering you to do it. I’m going to fist you and I’m going to fuck
you and come inside you. After I’ve taken you with this, there
won’t be much friction for my cock but that doesn’t matter. The
mental buzz will easily bring me off. Now get on your knees again.
I’ll have a quick hump at your sloppy guts before I open you up a
bit wider.”
    Where she found the strength from, Emily had no idea, but
somehow she managed to follow the order and scrambled