<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/js1-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Keridwyn "Keri" Jones<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Pilot<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Her bunk, after the Shadow job<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Sue<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>Seems that you and me here is a recipe for imminent repetitive orgasm.</em><br/><br/>His comment made Keri laugh softly. He certainly seemed correct on her end of things anyway. She'd had more than one orgasm already and had no doubt that she would have at least one more before he was through with her. He however hadn't had any and she found that unacceptable. She might have said so even but he started to roll them and all she could do was groan for him as it made his cock move and shift inside her aching body.<br/><br/>Gods but what this man could do to her!<br/><br/><em>"Now lift them eyelids and show me them pretties."</em><br/><br/>Opening her eyes she blinked and smiled slightly up at him. It was good to see his face above her after so long in the blackness of the blindfold. Feeling him start to move inside of her once more she gasped softly before arching to him, meeting him and taking every inch of him that he gave to her with each thrusts of her hips. It didn't take her long to realize that each time her eyes drifted closed he paused until she opened them again. Once she figured out his game she kept her eyes open and reached up, gently stroking the planes of his face, an amused smile curving her lips.<br/><br/>"You do like your games, don't you Sir?" she managed to ask, though it was on gasped breathes as he started a deeper, harder rhythm. After that, talking simply became impossible.<br/><br/>Impossible because she was so caught up in the feel of his driving into her, and because he wrapped a scarf around her throat, using it to cut off her air on his whims. The first time he did it, her eyes flashed wide and a part of her brain shuddered in terror while another simply purred in pleasure. Terror should have won, might have if it had been anyone she knew even a little less well than Sue, or if she had been any less aroused. In her desperate state of need and desire, however, it simply added to the sensations coursing through her flesh. her fingers fell from his face to grip his shoulders, nails digging into him as she clung to him each time the scarf tightened and left her gasping and reinforcing just how much control she'd given to the man in her bed!<br/><br/>When he shifted again, putting her legs over his shoulders her grip fell to the bed frame, gripping it, knowing she'd need something to cling to as his next words rang through her mind,<em>"Ah wanna break you in half with my cock, Keri.  Ah wanna split you in two, starting at your slit.  Go on, girl, come on this cock.  Come on my cock if you want to be mah very own personal cock slut."</em><br/><br/>Some of it didn't really register, what clicked in her brain though was his telling her to come. It was like a switch being thrown and her body shuddered under him, her pussy clenching and gripping as she let another orgasm tear through her flesh, drawing moans from her throat while her entire body tried to buck against him.<br/><br/>Before she could fully catch her breath he was moving her, rolling her to her stomach and lifting her ass  up to give himself access to her body. For a trembling minute she wondered if he would push the hard length of himself into the tight ring of her ass and groaned in pleasure and relief when he dove back into her quivering pussy instead. Part of her realized she wouldn't have denied him that other entryway, but she wasn't sure she was ready for it either. He already felt like he was breaking her in half, making her body shift and re-arrange itself to take him all, that might have just been too much that night.<br/><br/><em>"I know you want mah cum, my sweet little slut.  Go on, show me how bad you want me to blow my load inside you.  Earn my jizz while I beat your ass."</em><br/><br/>She almost asked what he meant but then she knew, his hand came down on the sweet curve of her ass, making her cry out softly in surprise at the flare of pain across her tender flesh. Rolling her hips she pressed back to him, over and over again, impaling herself on his cock like an eager little whore. Every blow to her ass drew a soft cry and made her flesh tremble all the more and ber body became tight as a bowstring when her gripped her hair and arched her back. It limited her movements but she did what she could, her flesh trembling, eager, clenching and pulsing around him. When he finally came at last, it triggered another orgasm in her own body,making her come for him again, crying her pleasure out to the room around them and leaving her, finally, limp and utterly pliant under him.<br/><br/>She didn't mind him rolling them to their sides, but she did whimper when he drew himself free of her body to do it. It left her aching and feeling empty and though she wasn't really for another go 'round, she wanted him back inside of her...and was far to wrung out to say so. She filed it into the back of her mind to tell him later.<br/><br/><em> "Mmm, yeah, Keri, that's mah girl.  That's my good little girl.  Ya'll know just what Ah like and need."</em><br/><br/>She yelped slightly when he smacked her already red ass once more and then chuckled and just snuggled back closer against him, her voice a low murmur and slightly raspy from the screaming she'd done for him, "I'd say that's an entirely mutual assessment, Sir."<br/><br/>Curled against him she heard him mentioning blacking out and thought it was an excellent idea. One of her arms slid along his, threading the fingers of one hand with his own, while the other reached up and touched the scarf still wrapped around her neck. It was loose now, in no danger of cutting off her air, but she fingered it almost tenderly and made no move to take it off, leaving that small mark of what he'd done to her around her throat as a reminder.<br/><br/>She was almost asleep when he asked if she felt like they were being watched. Until he said it she hadn't, but once the idea was in her mind she found it taking root and suddenly she did feel like there were eyes on them...but she wasn't sure that it was real, or just an idea there because he's asked.<br/><br/>Mmmm, let them watch. Hope they enjoyed the show, she muttered at last and just reached down to drag a blanket over them. Anything else required far too much effort just then. If someone was watching, they could see her fall to sleep.