Charlotte Mastered [Internet Bonds Series Book 3] Page 9

  "Thank you, Albert."

  The man nodded, then left them and disappeared into the building behind them.

  "As I do not favor the soft leather of a dressage saddle, I will place a towel between my slave and the hard leather saddle. I don't want your pussy chafed."

  "Thank you, master."

  He helped her mount up, but before she could get her seat, he made sure her dress didn't come between her body and the saddle. Once he had, he mounted up and they rode off. As they galloped, he watched her and the beauty of the natural movements of her body.

  "My slave's tits take well to riding, I see."

  "Yes, they do,” Charlotte agreed, her nipples hardening against the soft fabric, remaining firm. The nipple rings added to her arousal, as Simon had wanted her constantly hot and ready for his attentions.

  "Undo the dress and let me see them free,” he said. “Now, hand me the dress."

  "Yes, master,” she said happily. The freedom caused her body to react, as Simon knew it would.

  "Tell me what you feel, slave."

  "My body wants your attention. The saddle rubs me and I want to come for you."

  "Good."

  They rode further and she gasped as she began to take in the entire scope of his California holdings. They left the pastures of the horse farm behind and entered the vineyards. As they slowed their gait, they went between rows of grapevines. The soft leaves brushed her skin and she gasped, thrills going through her. One leaf touched her nipple briefly and she whimpered as she desperately tried to control her reactions.

  Simon smiled.

  "These grapes produce some of the sweetest wine of the Napa Valley but that taste is nowhere near what you taste like, Charlotte."

  "Thank you, master, but there is no way I can compare to fine wine."

  "I'll be the judge of that."

  "Yes, master."

  At the end of the field, he led her to a secluded pool, too big to be a pond, while too small to be a lake. He dismounted, took her mount's bridle and led both horses to a tree, where he tied them and left them to graze. He helped her dismount and knew by her scent she needed to climax. She had been extremely good holding her reaction but he knew she needed release.

  Simon led her to a soft patch of grass and laid her down in it. The dew caressed her, drops of water bathing her body. Simon drew back from her and gazed at her beauty in the early morning sunlight as dawn burst.

  "Pleasure yourself."

  "Yes, master.” Charlotte's hands went to her breasts and she teased her firm nipples, then pulled on the piercings. The shock of it coursed through her as her lower body writhed in need of attention. Her hand slipped between her legs and her finger teased her clit, then found the exact place to make her body tremble. As she played with her body to his delight, his body begged for release.

  "Fuck your cunt, slave."

  "Yes, my master, anything for you.” Eagerly, she did as he commanded, though until she had met Simon, she never liked the “c” word. She groaned as she climaxed, her cunt throbbing and aching for his cock. With Simon, the “c” word was pure seduction.

  "Again."

  "Yes, master, yes!"

  He watched intently as she inserted two of her long beautiful fingers into her opening and moved them in and out. Her other hand left her nipples and went to her clit. While she finger fucked her pussy with one hand, her other toyed with her clit. Her body shook as waves of erotic pleasure washed over her. Her eyes closed, she lost herself in the pleasure of this and didn't notice Simon as he put his knees on either side of her shoulders.

  His cock hung over her mouth and she found him. Her mouth trapped him as she drew him deep inside. She sucked him and as the pace of her fingers increased, she matched it as she took his shaft deep into her throat. Furiously, she fucked them both, her body welcome to it all.

  "Come, Charlotte, and make me come at the same time. Take me, slave, and don't stop."

  "Yes,” she tried to respond but couldn't, because his engorged cock filled her mouth.

  He held her breasts and fingered her nipples as waves of release overtook them. He watched her orgasm and reveled in it. Her body shook, drenched between the orgasm and the dew kissing her. He felt her tire and pulled his cock from the warmth of her mouth. She tried to hold him but he calmed her.

  "Charlotte, you are spent. You must..."

  "Simon, please, I need you inside me. Please...” she begged him.

  "Yes, my mistress,” he said as he took her hands and held them while he moved between her legs, spread apart and waiting. As soon as he'd positioned himself, she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer. As he drove into her, he licked her fingers and tasted her essence, the very juice of her life that drove his possessive feelings insane.

  He dropped down to her, his body pinning her to the wet grass. His hands slipped behind her and grabbed her shoulders. The more he pounded her pussy, the more his grip on her tightened. As he felt the edge near, he pulled her to him as he impaled her on him.

  "Master,” she cried out.

  "Mine,” Simon cried out as he exploded into her waiting pussy and filled her with his seed.

  "Simon, I love you,” Charlotte cried out, risking a punishment for not calling him master.

  Simon Anderson looked into her eyes with dark piercing pinpoints. She saw into his soul and shivered but not from fear. She learned how he feared the threat hanging over them and would do anything to protect her, even if it cost him his own life. She saw his love for her and the child she hoped she carried.

  "Mine,” he repeated.

  * * * *

  Hours later, they returned to the house. Simon sent Charlotte up to their suite and told her to languish in a hot tub.

  "The bath beads are by the tub."

  "Yes, master."

  "Charlotte,” he said as he held her back.

  "Yes?"

  "I love you with all my heart and soul. I can't explain it but..."

  "I know,” she said, her hand to his face. As he pressed his cheek against it and grabbed it with his own, he gasped at her next words. “I read it all in your eyes when you filled me. I entrust my entire being into your protection and I love you. I know you won't let anything happen to me."

  She stood on her toes to kiss him, their kiss one of passion-filled love—pure, unadulterated emotion.

  "I am afraid I'll let you down, mistress."

  "Never. I'm yours.

  * * * *

  He watched Charlotte go up the long winding staircase, her body gorgeous even with clothes on. His imagination went wild and he could not wait until he took her into the playroom here.

  Once she'd disappeared from sight and he heard the door to the master suite close, he went to the library and called Trevor.

  "Hammond."

  "Yeah, it's me."

  "How's the honeymoon?"

  "Outstanding."

  "Then why are you calling me when you should be with Charlotte?"

  "I've got bad feelings I don't like. Where's the senator?"

  "On the Senate floor as we speak. He's fighting some proposal."

  "Any word on what's he's up to?"

  "No, why?"

  "I've got these strange feelings."

  Trevor knew what it meant when his brother-in-law felt this way and it bothered him. Simon's instincts had always been on target and for the most part, kept him alive and able to conduct his businesses successfully. Trevor wondered about this time though since it was on a more personal level.

  "Simon, talk to me."

  "I feel like we're being watched. I haven't been able to find anyone or anything but someone is following our every move."

  "I'll increase the surveillance on him and see if we can find out anything. In the meantime, I'm sure you'll find things to do that are ‘out of sight, out of mind'."

  "True."

  "I'll get back to you."

  "Thanks, Trev."

  "Anytime."

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  Charlotte closed the door to the master suite, stripped from her clothes as she walked across the floor to the huge bathroom, and left a trail for her master to follow. She drew her bath, poured in the bubbling bath beads he had left for her, then slid into the luxurious hot water. As it caressed her body, she thought of Simon. The mere thought of her extraordinary husband caused her nipples to harden and her pussy to clench in need of his touch. She could feel herself become soaked and held her reactions for his pleasure.

  She loved being his slave, plain and simple. The idea of his pleasure coming from hers elated her. Her master always put her desires first while she enjoyed taking his magnificent cock in her mouth every chance she could. He never denied her and always put her comfort and ease ahead of his.

  The thought of his cock caused her to want him more. The absence of his presence caused an empty feeling within her, and she waited for him to come to her and command her to do something totally erotic.

  "My slave is enjoying her bath?"

  "Oh, yes, master. Come join me."

  "Ah, a good idea but I have a different one."

  Simon came over to her wearing only black silk boxers. He sat next to her on the side of the tub, his cock straining to be free of the thin material holding it captive. He noticed her gaze and smiled.

  "Only for you, my sweet Charlotte."

  She smiled.

  "Thank you, master."

  She moaned when she felt his hand move along her body and rest on her breast. She arched toward him and he squeezed her. His fingertip teased her hardened nipple and it sent her reeling. His touch lingered before it traveled down her stomach and across her shaven mons.

  "I see you're ready for my attention?” he asked, referring to the slight peach fuzz he felt above her pussy.

  "Yes, I am, my master. I love your touch."

  Simon smiled while his hand explored his beautiful wife's body. His fingers slid into her wanting pussy and it clenched around him as if it would not let go of him. His thumb pressed against her swollen clit and she bolted.

  "Has my slave been attending to her desires?"

  "No, master, never."

  "Good."

  With his hand secure in her body, he moved her around to face him. He made sure she knelt in the tub before him, then pulled his hand away. She watched him intently as he removed the boxers, then sat on the side of the tub, his legs in the water, Charlotte between them. She gasped at the evidence of his desire for her and inwardly smiled.

  "Charlotte, I want you to suck my cock, your hands behind your back. I want you to put as much of your body into this as you can, because I want to see those gorgeous tits of yours move freely. Do you understand?"

  "Yes, master."

  Immediately, her hands clasped behind her back. Her lips went to his waiting cock and she licked the drop of cum waiting for her. She bathed his skin with her tongue before she took him in her mouth and deep into her throat after she relaxed her neck muscles to take him. Simon moved her hair out of the way and to the side to give him a clear view of her naked body.

  He gazed down at her as he leaned back and could see her breasts moving with her body. Her pace increased and became furious while her breasts slapped the surface of the water. He sat up, took handfuls of water and dripped them over her back, then blew over her. She reacted by going down on him harder and he groaned. When he felt his cock get ready to explode into her, he placed his hand to the back of her head and pressed her to him.

  His release sent him rocketing as Charlotte took every drop he had. She whimpered and he pulled his hand back. She drew back, laved the slit of his cock, and gazed at him.

  "Charlotte, are you all right?"

  "Yes, my lord. You fed me more than usual."

  "What do you mean?"

  "You released more into my throat than I've ever taken from you before. My master is pleased?"

  "Definitely, my wonderful slave, my gorgeous wife."

  "How may I please you next?"

  Simon groaned. He'd had submissives before who took to this lifestyle, but never like his wife. She amazed him every moment of every day and he loved her more than he thought he could love anybody.

  "Stand up."

  "Yes, master."

  Simon took the soap and washed her, then her hair. Her body reacted to his touch and her firm nipples proved it by straining for his touch. He rinsed her off, then helped her from the tub to a towel he had laid on the windowsill in the warm afternoon sun. Once she had stretched out, he went to a cabinet and pulled out gel and a razor, then went to the task of shaving her mons and pussy. She spread her legs to his touch, this one small act of his one of her favorites.

  When he finished, he rubbed oil into her skin.

  "Hands over your head, slave."

  "Yes, master.” Charlotte's arms went up, her hands held above her. His smile gave her all the approval she needed. She heard him go to another drawer and open it. He returned with a velvet box and she watched with interest.

  Simon carefully removed her nipple piercings and replaced them with gold rings, a little heavier, but Charlotte didn't care. He replaced the dangle at her navel with another ring, then applied clit clips, also ringed. He tightened the clip and she gasped as her pussy became hot with the need for release.

  "Not yet, my sweet Charlotte."

  She groaned before she acknowledged his command.

  Simon helped her to stand and continued his decorating. First, he pulled out a small length of chain and attached it to each nipple ring so it could hang between her breasts, then he pulled out another chain. He hooked it to her collar, then threaded it through one of the rings at her nipples and the navel ring and through the one ring on her clit and up the length of her back. He did the same with the other side and both chains hooked to the back of her collar.

  He stepped back and marveled at her beauty.

  "I don't think I'll ever need a Christmas tree again."

  "If it pleases you, my master."

  "Come to me, Charlotte."

  She walked to him and groaned. The chains between her legs pressed against her clit and her pussy, then in her crack against her anus. The tension this put on her nipple rings sent shocks through her and she felt herself want to explode.

  "Charlotte, do you want to come?"

  "Yes, please, master."

  "Not yet.” He grinned when she groaned. “You will follow me. You do not have to call me master as I want to hear your immediate reactions to what I am about to do to you."

  She nodded, her body trembling from the arousal caused by the chains. Erotic as hell, all she wanted to do was let the orgasm wash over her. She needed to come in the worst way and fought to obey Simon's commands. She followed him to another part of the suite and into the playroom. It was a little different from the other ones but she didn't take the time to go over all the differences.

  He helped her onto a low table and told her to kneel on all fours. Her breasts strained against the chains that held them against her body, though the metal against her nipples kept them hard and teased. The slight tension from this caused the chain to pull against her pussy and clit and caused her to tremble more.

  "Please, Simon, I can't stand this anymore. Let me come for you. Please."

  Simon's answer surprised her and shocked her. She felt a sting on her ass before his hand massaged her. Another sting on the other side, and a massage. Another, this time, a little harder. Charlotte cried out, part from pain and part from the pleasure running through her body. She cried out again and surprised both of them.

  "More, Simon, please!"

  "Are you sure?"

  "Please, I want to come. This feeling ... Oh!"

  He repeated what he had done and she cried out for more. Her hands clenched, even though her weight was on them. Her pussy creamed for him as the chains rubbed against her swollen clit. She shook as her climax washed over her and bathed her with erotic joy.

  He slid a vibrator into her soaked
pussy and switched it on. She moved with it, trying to relieve the unbelievable desire to come again. She felt the sting again, and then his hand as he rubbed her sensitized skin. She felt a plug inserted into her anus and the chain moved to hold it in place. As her pussy and ass pulsed, she fought the urge to curl into a ball.

  Charlotte came violently as her body shook from the multiple fucks from the vibrator and plug.

  "Simon, I need you. Please, let..."

  "In a moment. I want you to come for me several more times."

  "Oh, my God...” she cried out with the next wave of sensations.

  "Lay on your back."

  Charlotte stretched out; her ass sensitive, although the soft cover on the table eased her soreness. She gazed at him and waited. Simon moved over to the side and picked up another toy. This one had thin suede strips hanging from the handle. Wrapped in the wave of sexual pleasure he had given her, she didn't notice where his attention went next. She gazed hazily into his eyes as he went to the end of the table to face her.

  "I want your cock in my mouth ... oh..."

  Carefully waiting for the next orgasm to come over her, Simon picked his time and when she rose to the crest of the wave, he slapped her breast, then massaged her. He repeated this with the other one.

  She bolted and cried out.

  "My slave's tits are a perfect color of pink and beautiful,” he complimented as he massaged them. He could see in her eyes she wanted to take him again.

  Charlotte realized what Simon had done to her and wanted more. Another climax and she felt the flogger again. This time when she came, the force surprised her. Waves of ecstasy bathed her as she came, her body refused to stop shaking and giving into its desires. Finally, she could take it no more and pushed closer to him. She grabbed his engorged cock and took him. On her back on the table in front of him, she sucked him as her body naturally reacted to this level of their relationship.

  As he neared release, he watched her body and knew she would come at the same time he did. As he reached the pinnacle of erotic release, he flicked the flogger over her pussy. The more he lightly flogged her, the more she came, her body out of control. She increased her pace on his cock and he groaned when he came in her mouth as she dug her nails into his ass. He rubbed his hand over her breasts, and then leaned over her. He kissed her stomach as he slowly removed the toys.