Untold Misfortunes

Luka couldn't help the smirk that graced his lips as he watched Ivy slowly rotate her hips around in a sensual dance. He couldn't help his eyes wandering up to her neck, where his collar rested. He couldn't help the impulse to mark her more.
"Ivy." He said, almost in a gentle manner. She stopped and sat in front of him, looking up at him. She was perfect for him. How she put blind faith and trust in him. She never once questioned him when she was like this and that’s what he liked. She was a good little whore.
"You've been a very good girl, recently. I definitely think you should be rewarded for always being the best." He said, stroking her hair. She hummed happily, closing her eyes and soaking in the feeling. Luka tapped the woman's shoulder and she opened her eyes, moving to the bed that was in the room. She carefully placed herself upon it, getting into the position he liked her best in. She stared at him, innocently as she ran her hands over her breasts and gave a soft moan out to him.
Luka smiled watching the small woman play with her body. He loved it when she would get herself ready. She did it so innocently and perfectly, she was erotic to watch.
"Easy baby girl, don't get yourself too worked up." He said, walking over to her. She spread her legs for him so he could see her wet core. He smirked, licking his lips slowly. "What do you want more?"
"You know I love how you eat me out, but your cock will always be my favorite." She bit her lip, her gaze taking a stroll down his almost nude body.
Luka let a lazy grin spread across his face, "You want It, get it."
Ivy immediately moved her body to where she could best access the part of his body, she wanted. She looked up at him, her eyes showing how excited and aroused she was. It wasn't often she got free range on his body and she planned to use this wisely. She slowly, almost to tease him, took off his boxers. He was already semi-hard and she knew that she was in for a good night with him.
She slowly stroked his length, while she cupped his balls in her other hand. She knew how he liked those sucked first, before his cock and that's exactly what she did. She held up his cock, almost flat against his stomach as she gently licked both, then sucked them into her mouth; her tongue swirling around them as she gently sucked. When she heard a low moan come from him, she went back to his member.
Ivy gave soft, featherlite kisses up and down before opening her mouth and swallowing the head into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it, using the flat of her tongue against the small bundle of nerves on the underside of the head. Luka gave soft praises to the beauty. She slowly worked more of his length into her mouth, until she had completely deep throated his cock as far as she could. The man was pleased and stroked her hair as she kept the member in her mouth. She could feel him pulsating in her mouth and she loved the feeling, her eyes slowly wandered up to her master's and she waited for him to give her next instruction.
"Very good, Ivy. Put your hands on the headboard and stick that fine ass out. I'm feeling like fucking you hard and with no remorse." Ivy shivered in anticipation as she slowly slid his member out of her mouth and placed a gentle kiss right on the tip. She crawled up on to the bed, grabbing the headboard, spreading her legs out a bit, before pushing her bottom out so Luka had perfect access to it.
"You move your hands from that headboard and I will punish you, got it?"
"Yes, Sir." Ivy responded sweetly, tightening her grip on the headboard. She knew not to look back at her master, but she wanted to so badly to see what he was waiting for. She wanted the pleasure she so deserved.
Luka drew his hand down Ivy's back, all the way down to her ass where he gave her a nice smack. He loved seeing his red handprint on her creamy white skin. He heard her hiss in pleasurable pain. He smirked as he lined himself up to her moist entrance. He slowly slid himself all the way in to her, relishing in the sound of her low, gaspy moan. The only kind thing Luka would do, is let her settle to his size, though he knew she was well adapted to him by now.
The first few strokes were soft, a warm up to make Ivy feel; then came the vigorousness of thrusting, aiming for that spot inside her that made her mewl and cry out in passion. He worked her body from the point of being aroused to almost the cusp of orgasm and back down again, bringing her almost to that point of falling over the edge, but not quite enough to make her blindly come for him.
They had a layer of sweat covering their bodies. The woman gripping the headboard, screaming and mewling out and whimpering her need to come to the man delivering her pleasure. He roughly grabbed her breasts, pulling her upwards, to reach deeper inside her. She squealed out with the new position; her fingertips barely hanging on to the headboard. He chuckled darkly in to the woman's ear. He loved to see her struggle.
Luka pounded into her tight cunt, with force that had slapping sounds bouncing off the walls and her screaming echoing in his ears. He could feel her walls clenching and unclenching around him, trying not to let her climax take control of herself. He casually released on of Ivy's breasts, strolling his hand down her thin stomach and brushing her clit with his fingertips. He felt her shudder, but she still held on to the headboard and held herself back from the teetering over the edge.
"Let go, Ivy. Come for me." He groaned into her ear after she clenched on to him. She gasped as she let go of the headboard, rocking her body against his and winding her fingers into his hair. She screamed as the white hot pleasure coursed through her body, her orgasm making her body shutter and spasm over Luka's cock. He watched in pure amusement and pride as she came undone on him. She was beautiful in this state, perfect almost.
As Ivy came down from her high, she was whimpering softly. He could tell she was sore from the vigor he fucked her with tonight. He slid her off his body and on to the bed, not bothering to cover her with a sheet or cuddling. He left the room, after putting a pair of boxers on. He walked into his office, sitting down at his desk. He grinned to himself as he thought out his plans for the boys that were dying to have Ivy back.

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