On prey and predators (2)

I was pleased with Vanessa and her dedication to my person who always sought to explore new possibilities with her; I left her free to attend the academy that I indicated and I had her bring her things to my apartment allowing her to carry out her work as a sales consultant, but always serving me when I wanted; every night she would receive me naked using the collar, the anal plug and the high-heeled shoes that I had bought for her; I did not want her in the kitchen, because I did not need a cook, but still, sometimes she would surprise me with a ready meal waiting for me. One night I got her to put on a coat and we went down to the garage; inside the elevator I put my hand between her legs, poking her already whimpering pussy with a hard-on and provoking an orgasm that made her tremble; before we got in the car I opened my pants exposing my hard-on and ordered her to kneel down and give me a good blowjob; Vanessa didn't hesitate for a minute, caring little about whether or not there were internal surveillance cameras, bending her knees to stay on her knees while eagerly sucking on my huge pistol. I didn't let her follow me to the end, and then we got in the car and headed out for a night walk; I walked for a few minutes until I found a square that I knew well was frequented by some predators like me who also delighted in exposing their prey on a kind of ostentatious sidewalk; we got out of the car and walked to a wooded area where the leafy canopies offered a play of artificial street light with their shadows; I pushed her up to a tree trunk, taking off her coat, and demanding that she give me her back by bending her body and stepping on her butt. With slow movements I pulled the plug and buried my stick at once in that insolent asshole forcing Vanessa to release hysterical whining whilst begging me to initiate a good anal fuck; whilst punching in that delicious ass I did not fail to notice some unwary glances around us enjoying the spectacle I was offering her at that moment; many punches later, Vanessa who had already enjoyed an uncountable number of orgasms let out a choking scream announcing that she had experienced an anal pleasure. That left me so stabbed that I intensified the punches until I reached the climax ejaculating caudally into her bowels. We recovered and, holding my natural impassivity, I made Vanessa return naked to the car, presenting the small and select audience with the exorbitant parade of my sub. That night I did not allow her to share the bed with me, ordering her to sleep in the wicker basket, to which she acquiesced, asking only to give a little lick on my member, which soon turned into an insane blowjob that made me laugh again. Vanessa knew that to win me, she had to serve me, and this she had learned from the beginning, so that she was always in my disposition, hoping to remain single. However, the nature of a predator is hunting and no matter how satiated it seems there is always its essence acting on the appearance; and this is how I met Aline who attended the same academy as Vanessa and had become her closest friend; suspicious of what my sub might have said to her friend I thought it good to question her; as soon as I got home I took her to the room where she had a hook installed on the ceiling and without wasting time I clasped her wrists and raised her arms by fastening them on the hook forcing her to stay on her toes; I took out the anal plug replacing it with a thicker one making Vanessa grunt without complaining. -Now, tell me..., did you tell anything to your new little friend? <unk> I asked as I slipped a remote-controlled vibrator into her wet bottle throwing the controller and triggering its vibration already in the third stage which soon made her groan with excitement <unk> Don't lie to me! I told her something about us. -Argh! Ahnnn! Uhhh! I'm ..., I'm ..., joking! <unk> she babbled trying to balance herself in the position she was in <unk> No! No, my lord! I didn't say anything! I swear! Although I believed Vanessa, I took care to trigger the control by raising the vibration to the fifth stage by listening to her moaning and hissing enjoying successive teases; I insisted on the question and got the same answer that led me to press the anal plug hard by raising the device plugged into Vanessa's mouthpiece to the ninth and final stage; she no longer had control over her reactions, screaming, moaning and writhing in front of the flurry of orgasms that shook her beautiful little body. Convinced that she was telling the truth, I stopped the punishment by releasing her from the punishment and took her in my arms to put her on the bed on my lap, pulling down the plug quickly and trying to stuff her cock with my cock. I liked the sound of her purring and her rattling phrases. After some time I capitulated reaching my apex and ejaculating profusely inside Vanessa whose panting breath with the sweat pouring through all her pores bowed inert and exhausted. We went to the bathroom for a well-deserved shower and then we recovered with her lying down next to me on the bed. "Did you happen to be interested in Aline?" she asked the next morning as we savored the morning desire; I was curious about the enigmatic tone of her voice when uttering that question not allowing me to feel whether or not there was a hint of envy or even of fear. - Good, because if you want I can help you. - She answered when I asked her the reason for her question. I thought it best not to explain to Vanessa that I do not need or even want her to help me by enticing this Aline, for my pleasure lies in conquering, dominating and subduing the prey using only my skills as a skilled athlete or hunter; I kindly dismissed her help and gave up the matter; in the following days I sought to find out about this Aline and with the help of some people through a financial plea I found out that she had left her hometown to study economics at a university of some repute sharing an apartment with an older fellow who was inclined to exploit her whenever possible. I also learned that she was looking for a job because the family's financial contribution was somewhat scarce and she could not plead for a paid internship; I instructed Helena to contact her and offer her a job opportunity and schedule an interview with me; the brunette was a little uneasy about the request, but she tried to comply, and the next morning Aline showed up at the office. She was dazzling in a short, fair-skinned black dress extolling her academy-sculpted forms; the long, dark, smooth hair adorned her youthful face with thin lips and vibrant eyes, and an air of innocence circled her countenance that sounded like a certain natural curl. At the beginning of our conversation I noticed that Aline was tense and asked her to relax by feeling comfortable; she gave me her resume which I read in a glance and after a few practice questions told her that she had a friend in the area of financial brokerage and if she would be interested in working with him under my supervision; Aline struggled to contain the euphoria and accepted the proposal without blinking; I took the phone and sent a message to my friend who did not take long to respond. "Send the chicken here!" he replied. I wrote to be careful because she would soon be my departure I did not know yet. "You are not really weak, partner! You can send us to take care of her!" he replied. I called Helena and asked her to take Aline to Jordan's office and we parted with a handshake that made the girl quiver discreetly. Weeks later I was in the lobby of the building where my office stood enjoying the pouring rain when I saw Aline coming out of the elevator with an expression of despair; I approached asking what the problem was and she replied that she hadn't brought an umbrella; holding my will to laugh I offered her a ride which she initially declined stating that she lived far away. "Well, now the offer has become a demand", I replied in a soft tone, approaching her and smelling her sweet perfume. Within minutes, we were in my car, heading to the address she had given us when she came in. "Yes, I changed the route... you have to eat something after all! And that's another requirement!" I replied when she noticed that I was heading to another destination; I took her to a very intimate bistro where I knew the owner and made the requests without consulting Aline, who still had an expression of amazement stamped on her beautiful little face. As we savored the meal, I decided that it was time to enter the sentimental field. -No, I don't have a boyfriend ..., or fiance ..., or anything <unk> she responded like an emphatic tone when I asked her if there was someone in her life <unk> Besides ..., I don't like very young men, they are inconsequential ..., they don't know what they want from life ... And what kind of men are you attracted to? I interrupted already taking a step forward. -Well ..., I like older men ..., I say more experienced <unk> she replied with some hesitation with a flushed face <unk> I even asked Vanessa how you met ..., but she said she couldn't talk ... No, I couldn't, I interrupted again, leaning over the table, me and Vanessa, we fucked, we fucked hard, every day, and she agreed to serve me. "What do you mean, serve you?" asked Aline, looking uncomfortable in her chair. -Of course not! <unk> I replied firmly <unk> She only agreed to serve me in exchange for comfort, affection, affection and lots of sex! We live together, but she has her independence and I help her in everything she needs ..., and she is free to leave whenever she wants. -You look like some kind of sugar daddy. -She said in a small voice without looking at me. -I've heard about that. I'm sorry, but that's not it, I cut it gently again, I'm something more than that, and our relationship is based on trust, complicity and sex. Suddenly Aline became mute, lowering her head, perhaps pretending to be ashamed of what she had heard, but the next moment she raised her face and looked at me with a disturbing expression. "And you can have more than one... I mean, anyone besides Vanessa?" she asked in an almost stammering tone; it was that question that assured me of a certain victory; I leaned back on the chair taking the wine glass in one hand and sipping a generous sip. - My dear, I can have as many as I want <unk> I answered after a hinting smile <unk> but the chosen ones must accept each other so that we can have a peaceful coexistence ..., were you interested? Aline cowered in the chair seeming to feel helpless and also indecisive; like a good predator I felt Aline exhaling pheromones and that I needed to give her some more direct stimuli. <unk>Yes, I know she stayed! ..., just as I know that her nipples are stuffy and her panties all drenched in horny! ..., am I right?<unk>, I whispered as I leaned over the table again. In reaction she swayed over the chair crossing her legs in a forced way. -Look, Aline..., if I'm wrong..., we can just finish dinner <unk> I said softly <unk> and I'll take you to your house... "No! Or rather yes! I'm very excited!" she replied in a frankly capitulating tone. Good to know! <unk> I announced exultantly <unk> so I want you to go to the bathroom, take off your panties and come back here ..., can you do that? Aline bit her lips and stood up walking a little clumsily towards the reserved female; in a few minutes she returned sitting in the chair; I smiled and asked for the bill calling the owner and whispering something in his ear; he stared at me with a cursory expression acquiescing with his head; I then stood up and took Aline by the arm heading to the back of the bistro where there was a product storage area. I calmly took her bag and glued my body to hers as we sealed our lips in long, warm, wet kisses with me groping her body exploring the details. - Take off your dress and get on your knees! <unk> I ordered with a firm tone, but without intimidation - then open my pants and suck my cock! A little worked up, Aline complied with my determinations and soon had my jeba in her mouth making all her previous hesitation disappear by demonstrating a certain oral skill that came to surprise me; after a while I picked her up by turning her back, opening her legs and ordering her to step on that beautiful untouched ass; I gave a few fingers in the corrugated hole listening to her groan, grunt, but without complaining; I told her to keep her buttocks apart with her own hands and began to brush the member along the ledge. Aline didn't hold back a scream when, after a few nudges, I succeeded in breaking the saddle's hinges by inserting the glans and keeping myself still so that she could get used to the brute. "Relax, darling! ..., pain and pleasure always go hand in hand!" I whispered in her ear as she slowly lashed the hole mercilessly. I kept the stick buried in Aline's neck so that she could have a few seconds of relief; I started with quick, forceful blows, causing an almost lacerating pain in my partner, who still wouldn't give up, holding firm and reaching for all the strength at her disposal. At the moment when the pain was being supplanted by the pleasure my partner freed herself completely giving her body and mind to me and pleading the desire to serve me whenever I wanted; I shook very hard and quickly and I was not surprised when Aline writhed between screams and groans denouncing that she had achieved an anal enjoyment, her first. We continued in that insane fuck with the sweat rushing through all our pores and our breathing becoming hoarse; without warning, I ended up reaching my climax, pouring a load of hot and thick semen into Aline's entrails whose reaction was to tremble while twitching in disgust. I quickly instructed her to pull herself together so that we could go; on the way out I thanked the owner of the bistro by handing him a small sum of money that left him stunned; on the way I told Aline that we would go to her house only if there was something there worth taking. "All I have are old things ..., nothing worthwhile!" she replied in a tone of displeasure; I stopped the car and grabbed her chin for her to look at me. "From now on everything you get will be worth it!" he said to her in a caring and sincere tone. She smiled, asking to kiss me, to which I immediately acquiesced; we exchanged a new sequence of intense kisses and soon afterwards I set off in the car heading back to my house and Aline's new home. On the way she confided in me in a tone of detachment that had served the libidinous instincts of her father and also of her uncle for a long time before leaving her house risking the outside world. <unk>Even so, I always liked more experienced men who could welcome me and protect me ..., I feel like I'm going to get it!<unk>, she snapped with a sour tone of voice and dizzy eyes. I caressed her little face and smiled so that she could feel safe by my side; along the way Aline remained with her head close to my chest without saying anything else.