The Pleasure Lord Novels & Stories

he asked. "Fvck, Wife! Do you want to torture me? Because if yes, well you won! Big time!" Daphne laughed because of what her husband taught her. But again he returned to seriousness and focused himself. She's been watching this for about a week. And he wants to give it to his wife as a nice gift. She also learned that men get more pleasure every time they watch a woman find ways to please herself. Daphne opened her thigh causing Treyton to take a quick look at her drooling jewel. Daphne bit her lip when she saw Treyton's fist clenched. Using his right hand and index finger he rubbed his own juice.

“…pure?” Scarlett’s breath caught, her honey-brown eyes widening as he continued, his gaze raking over her naked form with unabashed possession. “To learn how to truly please me, Scarlett, you will need to be corrupted,” he murmured, a low moan escaping him as his hand drifted down, wrapping around his hardening shaft. He stroked slowly, deliberately, head tilting back, eyes fluttering shut as a deep growl vibrated in his chest. “And oh…” he groaned, the sound raw and primal, “the pleasure I will have in doing that is unimaginable.”

The intensity of the pleasure was overwhelming, a testament to the incredible pleasure Thaddeus was granting me. With my body weakened and trembling from the intense pleasure, Thaddeus carefully guided me back to the couch, positioning me to straddle his lap. Collapsing against his chest, I struggled to catch my breath, my heart still racing. As I looked up at him, I noticed a mischievous grin spreading across his face. His eyes were fixed on his hand, which was coated with my essence. Without breaking eye contact, he slowly brought his hand to his mouth, sensually licking each finger clean, savoring the taste.

The pleasure he was inflicted upon was lacking but he did enjoy his time for a while. “Half an hour.” He then remembered the command. Then, he frowned. This pain wasn’t enough for him but he needed to be satisfied for now. Coming back to his senses, regaining his strength and claiming back his system, destroying the pain inflicted upon him by setting his organ on fire, his eyes flickered at the vampire lord. The vampire lord flinched, shocked with his sudden calmness. He thought he was in control but what with the behavior? “I’m sorry to disappoint you, lord, we don’t have time to play.” As like nothing happened, he rose elegantly from the ground and smiled.

I clench my jaw and grip the armrests and fight the pleasure building in my core with every scrap of stubbornness I have in me. He sucks my clit into his cold mouth and pushes two long fingers inside me and curls them into a spot that makes my resolve crumble. A moan tears through my clenched teeth and echoes through the great hall and two hundred people hear their lord’s new bride lose the battle she was fighting on his throne. “Look at them watching,” he murmurs against my wet flesh, his dark eyes flicking up to meet mine, a sliver of a smile on his lips. “They see their lord feasting on his bride’s desperate little cunt. And you’re getting wetter with every lick.”

Lucas has never complained about having sex with me; he has always been pleased, especially when he comes twice. He then takes a long nap and refuses to do anything else. "Yes; yes!!!". I manipulated his mind by pretending to be enjoying his dick deep within my pussy. Lucas has a massive dick, but the problem is that he does not know how to use it properly and does not last long in bed.... Oh my goodness! "You are such a sweet baby girl." Lucas said something, and in the process, he pressed my head hard against the pillow, as if he wanted to choke me... He thinks it is romantic, but I am getting choked up and about to pass out....

Then he pulled out his dick as he positioned it on my pussy hole, circling it around, teasing me. His touch was fire and control, equal parts worship and punishment. And when he slid me closer on the dressing table, I gasped loud, clinging to his shoulders, my hair falling over my eyes. “Look at me,” he ordered. “Look at how you cummed only by my touch. I want you to admit that only I can satisfy your hunger, can make you crave to be touched so badly and never get enough.” I did. “Yes.. Yes, master only you.”

As she was only wearing lingerie, Julianne instinctively pressed herself closer to the shelf. I tried to suppress the surge of desire rising inside me, yet my hand moved almost on its own as I unclasped her bra. "Ah!" She let out a soft cry and looked at me nervously as she whispered, "Don't… I'm scared." I leaned closer. "Did that feel good? Be honest." She stayed silent for a long moment before finally answering in a voice that was barely above a whisper. "It did." She shut her eyes as she said it, and tears slid down her cheeks. "It did feel good. Are you happy now? I'm a slut. You played me like a fiddle, and I actually liked it…"

Her heart ran out of her chest and all the blood drained from her face. He must know what the reaction means, because he shook his head. "Not a torture session. Actually, this is the only session a slave enjoys." "I'm here to teach you how to pleasure, Lyra. How to take and receive pleasure. There will be...less pain in here." His English was halting as usual. His handsome chiseled face staring at her. Up close, she found out that there's a thin scar running down his cheek too. Just like the King's...but thinner.

” ”Well, from the looks of her last night, she was anything but happy so I know that I still have a chance. ”Just remember that we need her not because you have a thing for her, got it? You can get into that once we’re done using her services.” ”Of course, it's rare when business and pleasure can mix, after all.” ”Yep, and now it’s time for pleasure. Mine to be exact since I’m the dom now.” ”Oh, how time flies. So what would be your pleasure, Sir?” ”Lube up and get your ass ready for me, kid! Since we’re not having any training today, I’m making the most of my time on top of you and inside you.”