Nicole is wife material

Chapter 5

It's as if you've been together for years. Nicole is clinging to you, pressing her lips to yours and her hands are on your ass and between your legs while she has no trouble moving in front of you. Like running water, she leads you to your bed and while your family fills the house with life downstairs, Nicolefills your cock with blood upstairs.

"Oh God..." she moans as it jumps out of your pants. "Unbelievable." Her eyes rise as she sits you on the bed and sits on you with fluid movements. "I have to get used to that." Her fingers skillfully pull your shirt off. "And in the meantime..." Then it's your pants and underwear's turn. "Fuck me anyways." She winks at you playfully, as if she already knows you. "Any way you like." But she's the one on top. She wants to spoil you like a wife does for her beloved hubby after a hard day at work. "Let Tammy be the stupid whore," she whispers as her hands come to rest on your chest, light as a feather, and press you into the cool, soft sheets. "And let me take care of you."

"Such an independent woman," you grin as her thighs press together, lifting her body and she reaches behind her and holds your cock to her sopping wet, dripping opening.

"I'm just an expensive piece of property Master," she whispers, closing her eyes and enjoying the feeling your cock triggers inside her as it stretches her opening. "You own me and I obey." A soft smile as the first few inches disappear into her and press against her hymen. You'll never understand how Shop and Fuck manages to train his goods so perfectly without penetrating them, but right now you don't care. "If you want, you can dominate me. I don't have to tell you that. You're smarter than me." Her body tenses a little as your tip puts pressure on her maidenhood. More and more. And more and more she starts to tremble. "And if you don't like me..." Her clear, loving eyes open, focus on you with pure adoration, love and trust. "You can trade me back for a whole month, test me and find me worthy of your godly presence Master. But until then... Please... Honey... Let me serve you."

Your hands rest on her hips and together you moan, you in pleasure, Nicole in pain as you pull her onto your cock. Her hymen rios appart, letting you enter her virgin body and claiming her for your own. Never in your life will you trade this steaming hot piece of flesh back. But you won't say that of course. As perfect as she is, Nicole is a woman and only part human, only partly able to understand how the world works. And you, as her man, are in charge of her world.

"Now I own you properly," you grin and pull her towards you. Nicole breathes heavily and you feel the impressive weight of her tits on your chest, soft and yet firm. Then she starts to move, to do her duty while her breasts rub over your chest.

"Oh my god you fuck so good," she gasps. Her body is trained, prepared to serve you. 21 years of training to serve you. And she does it effortlessly and perfectly. While you fuck your new wife, while she begs you to claim her as your property, you know one thing. She is really worth her money.

First she rides you cowgirl style. Her string thighs do most of the work but the rest of her trim body gives you a perfect show. At first she is overwhelmed by her feelings like woman tend to do. She kisses you, making sure to show you that you own her. Then she arches her back and looks at you between her bulging mountains. Her gentle hands take yours and guide them to her breasts.

"Hurt me or cares me" she whispers. "I'm all yours Master Honey. You decide over me and I love you."

There will be a time for hurt. For now, you want to enjoy money well spent. The love in her eyes is as real as you can train it to be and as a man in Cascadia, you have as much sex as you want. Ownership first, love will come later. And if not, who cares? You know the difference between a stupid whore and a high end product like Nicole. She will eventually love you when she realizes you're her best choice of a good life. And she knows, like all good women in Cascadia, that love is the key to a man's heart. So, her kisses are more loving than those of your ex-wife, more tender and sweet. Her moans are a song she sings for you while she begs you to ravage her body and fill her soul. All in all, you enjoy your first sex with Nicole so much that you already allow her to do missionary.

"Thank you, Sir" she beams at you while she wraps her legs around you from beneath and you put her nipples in your mouth. "When I was informed that I had been bought, I never thought I would belong to someone so perfect. Thank you for choosing me." Her trained thighs close around you and her lower body rises towards you with every thrust of your hard loins. She works, not only for you, but with you, only youzr pleasure at her mind and how to make every moment of your life perfect.

"I'm your tool for plasure Master" she recides a mantra from the shop when her brain isn't capable of simple basic thoughts and switches to primal mode. "Use me Master! Please use me and make me useful! Fuck! Fucking good Master! Thank you! Oh my God thank you!"

Soon you are fucking more than you are making love and Nicole is becoming more and more energetic. Eventually she is only resting on her shoulders while her legs hold her pussy against your body and you support yourself with your hands. Her big breasts wobble over he rbody, spashing together every time you sink into her tight opening.

"Mold me Master! Ohmygodyes! Mold my insides with your cock! Imprint me on your godly cock master! I'm nothing without it! I'm nothing without you! Own me! own me!" At some point you roar up, lift her up and get into a better position where she is crouching, her legs spread, her hands on your shoulders. Then you hammer into her so hard that she almost loses her silly little womanly mind.

"Yes!" she screams. "Fuck me Honey! Own me! Own your wife! Mark me! mark me as yours!"

"Your such a good little slut for me" you growl and she lets her hair fly for you.

"Yes Sir! I'm your good little slut! Fuck your good little slut to pieces Sir! Please! I beg you! Master! please destroy me! Make me yours! Make me useful!" Your fingers press into her hair as your bodies collide hard. Nicole is a phenomenal fuck and works hard. Not just with her body. While she sweats and moans, she looks deep into your eyes and mixes hard words with tender gestures. Her kisses are as light as a feather as her pussy contracts around your cock and wets your crotches and the bedsheet. "Oh fuck Sir! Master!" She scratches your head as you bring it down to her bouncing tits. "Do you like them? Do you like my tits Master?"

"Worth every penny" you groan and lick wildly over her full flesh. Softly and firmly at the same time, you press your fingers into her, taking them into your possession. They are your tits, you own them. You own all of her. Every part, every though, every feeling is yours to command. She's yours to do with as you like, your plaything, your toy, your tool fur sex and work. She's a means to an end to make you happy. And Nicole knows that. She's your wife.

"Thank you Sir! I live to serve you. God I love to serve at your feet Sir. On your godly cock! Fuck it's so deep and your tongue so good on my nipples. What have I ever done to deserve something as divine as you? Thank you Sir! Fuck! I... I... I love... you!"

In the end you come deep in her pussy. You want to test her mouth even more intensively and you will inaugurate her ass together with Alex. But now you stand contentedly and breathing heavily by the bed and watch as Nicole stretches herself in the disheveled bedsheets like a lazy cat, sweat all over her shiny body, her deep, dark eyes fixed on you in pure, true love.

Stop and Shop wrote it in her brochure but nevertheless you are proud. A man needs a woman who loves him and Nicole is all yours now.

"That was amazing Honey" she whispers, an angelic smile on her face as your cum oozes out between her widened pussy lips. "Thank yo so much for buying me. I'm the happiest little slut in the world. I love you honey. I love you and will alway be yours."

"Wash yourself" you command sternly but with a gentle smile. "Tidy up the room. Then join me downstairs."

"Yes, Master."