Z is for Zyon Part 2

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So the A to Z Blog Challenge officially ended, but I didn’t finish my story, so I’m back! And I’ll be back the next few Thursdays to bring you to the end of the scene with Carly and Master Zyon. If you’re just finding my blog, you only missed a handful of posts in this story. You’ll want to start with V is for Vacation.


Z is for Zyon Part 2

by Jayden

“Yes, Sir,” I said, the words slipping out against my will again.

“Good,” he said, “but not yet.” His finger stopped pressing at my hole, and his hands gripped my hips again. “I want you to be good and ready before I shove my cock up your tight little ass hole.”

His words went straight to my core, and I was sure he could see my pussy clench if he were watching carefully.

“You can stand up now,” he said, and he held onto me so that when I was standing, my back was pressed up against his front. One of his hands wrapped gently around my throat, and I could feel my pulse against his warm palm. He wasn’t putting much pressure on me, and I could certainly breathe normally, but my breath was coming in gasps because I was so aroused.

He heard me gasping for air and let go of my throat abruptly, coming around to face me so he could look at me.

“Are you okay?” he asked, and I could hear the concern in his voice.

I chuckled. “Yes, I’m fine,” I said, “why?”

He hesitated a moment, and I could see his facial features relaxing. “You sounded like you were having trouble breathing,” he said.

“Oh,” I said, with a soft smile, “no, I was just really turned on.” My voice was barely a whisper, and he had to ask me to repeat myself. I did, only slightly louder, and he gripped my chin firmly, making me look up at him.

“When I ask you to do something, you do it. Don’t push me, little one. I only seem nice.”

I looked up into his eyes and said, “Yes, Sir,” in a firm, loud voice.

“Good girl,” he said, letting go of my chin.

He moved around behind me again, resting his hand on my throat. I could almost feel a hesitation when my breathing hitched, but he didn’t take his hand off this time.

“Now, where was I?” he asked, mostly to himself. “Ah yes, I was just wondering how you would like it if I pressed my big cock in your tight asshole.”

I moaned as he pressed his finger back against my tight hole, and suddenly I wanted it. Despite my reticence at the idea of it, right then, I desperately wanted it. “Please,” I moaned softly, hoping that he wouldn’t ask me to elaborate. We both knew what I was saying.

But of course, he did. “Please what, slut?”

“Please fuck my ass,” I whispered.

“What?” he asked, and I could feel his hand close around my throat just enough to make it uncomfortable.

“Please fuck my ass, Sir,” I said again, a little louder this time.

“Bend over,” he said, letting me go.

I bent, gripping my ankles to keep my balance.

“On second thought,” he said, letting his voice trail off, “you should stand over there.” He pointed to the bed.

“Yes, Sir,” I said, and I stood and moved over to where he’d indicated. He followed me and guided me with his hands, pressing my upper body down on the bed, my feet still firmly placed on the floor.

He spread my ass cheeks, and I felt his finger probing me again. I wanted more, and I was soon pressing back against his finger. “Eager little slut, aren’t you?”

I just moaned into the blankets on the bed. I felt his other hand slide underneath me along my slit.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Sir,” I groaned into the blankets.

Suddenly his fingers were gone, but his cock was sliding along my slit and into my pussy. I pressed back against him. It wasn’t what I wanted, but I didn’t complain.

He thrust into me a few more times and then pulled back. I felt his fingers again, and my sex-focused brain had trouble processing what he was doing. But then his fingers probed my ass again, and this time, they were lubricated by my own juices. Then they were replaced with his cock, and I knew that this was it.

My body tensed. Was this what I wanted? Was I going to regret asking for this? I didn’t know. I just knew that this was the sexiest thing I’d ever experienced.

I wondered if he would ask me again, but with his cock positioned at my opening, pressing lightly inside, I think I stole the words from him when I pushed back against him, his cock sliding inside me. He started to thrust then, slowly at first and then picking up the pace as I really started to fuck back against him.

And it hurt. A lot. But I liked the way it hurt. And the pain was lessening with every thrust. Our bodies rocked in rhythm. It was incredible.

“Do you like that, little one?” he asked as I let out a long moan.

“Yes, Sir,” I said, thrusting back against him again.

He bent his body over mine so that his chest was against my back. He wrapped one hand around my throat again, and I felt my pulse thud against it. His voice growled in my ear, “Did you know this is how much of a slut you are?”

I tried to process, but words failed.

“Did you know that you were going to enjoy my cock in your ass like this, slut?”

“No, Sir. It’s better than I could ever imagine.” It took me a long time to get the words out, my breath catching in my throat, my brain foggy with arousal.

“Good,” he said, and he started fucking me harder and faster.

I wanted it to go on forever, but I could tell that it wasn’t going to. Master Zyon gripped my hip with his free hand, somehow managing to squeeze my hip but not my neck.

“Do you want me to cum in your tight ass, slut?”

“Yes,” I cried out, turning my head so the blankets didn’t muffle the sound. “Oh, yes, Sir, please cum in my ass. I want to feel you fill my ass with cum. Please!”


Carly and Master Zyon return next Thursday for more fun!

Also, don’t forget to come back on Saturday for the next Chapter of our collaborative piece: Vacation!

2 thoughts on “Z is for Zyon Part 2

  1. Ouuuffff anal sex…. so frigging hot

    And I just wanted to say thank you for all the lovely comments you have left on my blog during April. I really do appreciate them

    molly

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