The Last Legend of Atlantis - Remix - Remix - Remix

Chapter 1: Introduction

Chapter 10: Ride me Ashley

I climed the bed, my body still trembling from the intensity of fucking myself on the size 11 dildo. Jake watched me, his gaze dark and hungry, his cock twitching with anticipation. I straddled him, my knees pressing into the mattress on either side of his hips, my pussy hovering just above his cock.

I looked down at him, my breath coming in short, sharp pants, my tits heaving with exertion. His eyes were dark, intense, filled with a primal desire that made my heart race.

My heart raced thinking of how he would fuck me. He said me to ride him, but would he in between take control, throw me on the bed, get me on my four, spread my legs, hold me by my hair, and fuck me from behind? Or would he throw me on the bed when I am about to climax, pin me to the bed with with leg on my chest, hold my legs wide open like Andrew did, , and fuck me until I am begging him to stop? Or would he fuck me missionary style, holding my hands above my head, looking into my eyes, telling me how much he loves fucking me, how much he loves the way my pussy grips his cock, while I am begging him to fuck me harder, faster, deeper?

I could feel the anticipation building inside me, my pussy throbbing with need, my breath coming in short, sharp pants. I looked down at Jake, his gaze dark and intense, his cock twitching with anticipation.

Finally with a deep breath, I held his cock in my hands, rolling the condom onto it and then slowly lowered myself onto him. His tip touching my

lips, I teased him, rubbing it around just enough to get him slick with my juices, not yet letting him inside. I watched his face, his brow furrowed, his jaw clenched, his eyes burning into mine.

"Christ, Ashley," he growled, "You're killing me."

I gave him a wicked grin, "All good things to those who wait, Sir."

"You want to feel it going inside me slowly inch by inch sir? Or should I push it inside me in one go ?" I teased, my voice low and sultry. Jake's grip on my hips tightened, his fingers digging into my flesh.

"Fuck, Ashley," he groaned, "You decide, but do it now before I take back my control, throw you on the bed, pin your hands above your head, and fuck you senseless."

I shivered at the thought, my pussy clenching around his tip. I loved it when he took control, but I also loved teasing him, making him wait, making him beg.

I decided to draw out the suspense a little longer. I slowly lowered myself onto him, taking only an inch or two at a time, swirling my hips in circles, feeling every ridge, every vein of his cock as it stretched me open.

Jake's breathing grew ragged, his grip on my hips becoming almost painful.

I could see the strain in his neck, the veins pulsing as he fought to maintain control. I leaned forward, my tits brushing against his chest, my lips hovering just above his.

"Ashley," he warned, his voice a low growl, "You're playing with fire."

I nipped at his bottom lip, a mischievous glint in my eye. "Maybe I like the burn, Sir." I whispered, my breath mingling with his. I could feel his heart pounding against my chest, his cock throbbing inside me, eager for more. I gave him another inch, then paused, circling my hips again, my inner muscles clenching around him.

I'll be honest, I was doing it delebrately , enjoying the power I had over him, over his desire. Maybe it was because of the power I had, or maybe the after effect of fucking myself on all those dildos, or maybe me tell him how Daddy used to fuck me , whatever it was, It was making me want a hard fuck. The fuck with has to leave me sore, bruised, with my legs shaking, with me begging him to stop, but also begging him to continue. I wanted him to use me, to make me his, to mark me, to claim me, slap me, spank me, hold my legs wide open , pull my hair, fuck me rough, fuck me hard, fuck me deep. And what else is the better way than to be a bad girl , to tease him, to make him want me so bad that he can't control himself.

I could see the desire in his eyes, the struggle to maintain control. I gave him another inch, then paused, my eyes locked with his.

His gaze was fierce, hungry, a storm brewing in the depths of his irises. I could see the muscles in his arms flexing, his hands gripping my hips, his knuckles turning white with the effort of holding back.

"Ashley," he growled, his voice barely above a whisper, "You're pushing me."

I bit my bottom lip, a smirk playing on my mouth. "Would you punish me for being a bad girl sir ?" I asked, my voice laced with a hint of innocence, my eyes sparkling with mischief. "You know I would," he replied, his voice a low growl, "And you'd love every fucking minute of it."

I shivered at the promise in his voice, my pussy clenching around him. I was so close to taking him all in, but I wanted to draw out the torture a little longer. I leaned back, my hands going to his thighs behind me, my fingers digging into his muscles.

I looked down at where we were joined, watching as I slowly took him in, inch by maddening inch. His cock was thick, the veins pulsing with his heartbeat, the length disappearing inside me, only to reappear slick with my juices. I could feel every ridge, every contour, stretching me open, filling me up.

"How do you punish your bed girls sir?" I asked, my voice a low purr, my eyes never leaving his cock as it disappeared inside me. "In many ways, Ashley," he replied, his voice a low growl, "But right now, I think you need a rough fuck. You need to be reminded who's in charge here."

I shivered at his words, my pussy clenching around him. I was so close to taking him all in, but I wanted to tease him a little longer. I wanted a rough fuck, but If I could convince him to tell me how he would fuck me, that would make it even hotter. I leaned back, my hands going to his thighs behind me, my fingers digging into his muscles. I looked up at him, my eyes meeting his, my expression innocent.

"Tell me, Sir," I whispered, "How would you punish me?"

Wait was I sounding like an actual whore , asking for punishment? But oh god, I wanted it. I wanted him to tell me, to describe it in detail, to make me squirm with anticipation.

Jake's eyes flashed with a mixture of surprise and excitement. He liked where this was going. He didn't say anything for a moment, just looked at me, his gaze intense, his cock throbbing inside me.

"You want to know how I'd punish you, Ashley?" he finally said, his voice low, dangerous. I nodded, my breath hitching in my throat, my heart pounding in my chest.

I could feel the anticipation building inside me, my pussy throbbing with need. He held me by my neck, pulled me on him, making me lay on him , his cock still inside me.

Then he, with his legs, pushed my legs to lay straight on him, so that I was completely laying on him on my stomach , my pussy still impaled on his cock. Now he could easily reach my legs, my ass, my pussy. I was completely exposed to him, completely at his mercy. Further, he curled his legs around mine, his knees bent, trapping my legs between his, preventing me from closing them. I could feel the cool air of the room on my pussy, making my lips tingle, making me acutely aware of how vulnerable I was.

And then finally, he spread his own legs, resulting them spreading mine further apart, making a gap between my calves and his thighs. Now I was completely open to him, my pussy and ass totally exposed. I could feel the cool air on my asshole, making it pucker, making me blush.

"If I tell you what I am going to do in few minutes, then you can't say no to anything I say , you understand?" Jake said, his voice stern and commanding.

I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest, my breath coming in short, sharp pants. I was nervous, excited, scared, turned on, all at once. I had no idea what he was going to do, but I trusted him. I wanted to trust him.

He spanked me hard, the sound of his palm meeting my flesh echoing through the room. I gasped, my body arching instinctively, my pussy clenching around his cock. The pain was sharp, immediate, but it quickly morphed into a warm, tingling sensation that spread throughout my body. I could feel my ass turning red, the heat radiating from it, a stark contrast to the cool air on my pussy and asshole.

"No Nodding. Words , Ashley," Jake growled, his hand still resting on my now throbbing ass cheek.

"Yes, Sir," I replied, my voice shaky. "I understand. I won't say no to anything you say."

He nodded, his expression serious. He lifted my hips up, his cock sliding out of my pussy . I could feel the sudden emptiness, the loss of his thickness inside me. But not for long, he immediately pushed it back in , but this time, he was not gentle. He held my hips tightly, his fingers digging into my flesh, and started to fuck me hard and fast. He pistoned 10 thrusts inside me , each one making me gasp, my body sliding up and down his chest with the force of his movements. His cock was like a battering ram, slamming into me, stretching me, filling me completely. I could feel every inch of him, every ridge, every vein, as he drove into me, again and again.

I moaned, my body arching, my hands grasping at the sheets beneath me, trying to find something to hold onto. The pleasure was intense, overwhelming, my body alive with sensation. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing, my breath coming in short, sharp pants.

Finally after the last thrust, he let me down on him again, grabbing my neck again.

"This was to wake you up to reality. Now say, do you agree to everything I say?" Jake's voice was firm, authoritative, leaving no room for doubt. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, still hard, still ready. I nodded, my voice barely above a whisper,

"If that finally ends with my orgasm , yes, Sir. I agree to everything you say."

"Even if that means I fuck you until you can't walk, even if that means I make you suck my cock until you gag, even if that means I spank you until your ass is raw and red?"

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. I was playing with fire, and I knew it. But there was something about the way he was talking to me, the way he was demanding my submission, that made me want to give in. I wanted to be his, completely and utterly.

"Yes, Sir," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

He growled, a low, satisfied sound that sent shivers down my spine.

"Even if I tie you up, Ashley? Even if I make you scream my name until your throat is raw?"

I bit my lip, my heart hammering in my chest. I was playing a dangerous game, but I couldn't stop now. I wanted to see how far he would take this, how far he would push me.

"Yes Sir ," I replied, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me. "You can tie me up."

He smiled , a slow, predatory smile that sent a shiver down my spine. His hand moved to my ass , his fingers tracing the curve of my cheek, lingering on the spot where he had spanked me. I could still feel the warmth, the slight sting, a reminder of his power over me. I could feel myself growing wetter, my pussy clenching around his cock at the thought of what was to come.

He was still holding my legs wide open with his legs , my pussy and ass exposed to him. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my breath coming in short, sharp pants. I was nervous, excited, turned on, all at once.

He smiled again, his other hand coming to my mouth , his thumb tracing my bottom lip. He pulled my jaw down and pushed his middle finger inside my mouth, making me suck it. I did, my eyes locked with his, my heartbeat echoing in my ears.

A few seconds later, he pulled out his finger, his face covered with smile of mischief as he took that hand towards my hips. Before I could comprehend what was happening to me, his other hand that was already on my ass cheek , moved towards my asshole. I could feel his fingers pressing against it, spreading my ass cheeks wide open. I gasped, my body tensing, my pussy clenching around his cock. Fuck, I knew what was about to happen, he made me suck his finger, because he had planned to finger my ass. I had never done that before, never had anyone touch me there, and now Jake was going to be the first. I was nervous, excited, and a little scared, but I had agreed to everything, and I wasn't going to back out now.

His wet finger landed on my asshole, and I gasped, my body tensing at the unfamiliar sensation. He was gentle, just circling the tight ring of muscle, teasing me, making me squirm. I could feel my asshole clenching, trying to push him out, but he was persistent, pushing gently but firmly against the resistance.

"Even if that means you let me fuck you ass , Ashley?" Jake asked, his voice low, dangerous.

I gasped, my body tensing at the thought. I had never considered that, never even thought about it. But as he pressed against my asshole, I felt a strange, forbidden curiosity stirring inside me. I wanted to know what it would feel like, to be filled by him in that way.

"You can fuck my ass Sir. But Please be gentle, it's my first time." I whispered, my voice barely audible, my body trembling with anticipation and a hint of fear. Jake's eyes flashed with a mix of surprise and excitement. He hadn't expected me to give in so easily, but I wanted to trust him, to give him this power over me.

He rewarded me with a soft kiss on my lips, his tongue darting out to trace my bottom lip. "Oh. I love taking verginities , Ashley," Jake murmured, his voice low and husky, his eyes gleaming with a hunger that made my heart race. "And I promise, I'll be gentle. For now. But you better get used to it, because I'm going to fuck you in every hole, every way imaginable. You're mine now, to do with as I please."

His words sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of excitement and fear coursing through me. I was no longer in control, and I had given myself over to him completely.

His words echoed in my mind, a dark promise that sent a thrill of anticipation and trepidation through me. I was his now, to do with as he pleased. The thought should have scared me, but it only served to heighten my arousal. I wanted to be his, to be used by him, to be claimed by him.

Jake's fingers left my asshole, and I felt a moment of relief, followed by a pang of disappointment.

"Say it Ashley. Say you have been a bad girl and I will tell you exactly what I am going to do to you," Jake demanded, his voice a low growl.

I hesitated for a moment, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew what I was about to say, what I was about to admit, would change everything. But I also knew that I wanted this, needed this. I wanted to give myself over to him completely, to trust him with my body, my pleasure, my pain.

"I've been a bad girl, Sir," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I teased you, made you wait, made you beg."

Jake's eyes flashed with a dark satisfaction at my admission.

He started, " First, I'm going to flip you over, so you're on your hands and knees, that sweet ass of yours in the air." He paused, letting the image sink in, his voice a low, husky growl. "Then, I'm going to spank you, Ashley. Spank you until your ass is red and hot, until you're begging me to stop. But I won't. Not until I'm ready."

I shivered at the mental image, my pussy clenching at the thought of his hand coming down on my flesh, again and again.

I could feel my ass cheeks tightening, my body tensing in anticipation.

"Then, once your ass is nice and red, I am going to get under you, my face under you chest, and I will milk those tits of your, I know there won't be milk in them

, but I will milk them as if there is. I will pinch your nipples, twist them, pull them, until you're crying out, your body writhing with pleasure and pain." Jake's voice was a low, seductive purr, his words painting a vivid picture in my mind.

I could feel my nipples hardening at his words, my pussy throbbing with need. I wanted him to touch me, to pinch and pull my nipples, to make me cry out with pleasure and pain.

"And then, Ashley," he continued, his voice dropping to a low growl, "I am going to flip you on your back, and spread your legs wide. I am going to feast on that sweet pussy of yours, lick and suck and fuck you with my tongue until you're screaming my name, until you're begging me to stop, but I won't. Not until I've had my fill."

I could feel my pussy clenching at his words, my breath coming in short, sharp pants. I wanted that, wanted him to lick and suck and fuck me with his tongue. I wanted to feel his mouth on me, his tongue inside me, tasting me, pleasing me.

I was so turned on, my body aching with need, my pussy dripping with desire. I needed to come, needed the release that only he could give me.

"Then , Ashley," Jake continued, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous level, "Tie your hands to your legs, left leg with your left hand, right leg with your right hand. Make sure they're tight, make sure you can't move and make sure you are wide open for me." He paused, letting the command sink in, his eyes locked with mine, challenging me. This was a new level of vulnerability, a new level of trust. But I had agreed to everything, and I wasn't going to back out now.

"Understood, Sir," I whispered, my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach.

"Then, I am going to take my time with that tight little ass of yours," Jake continued, his voice a low growl. "I'm going to stretch you, prepare you, before I slide my cock inside you. I'm going to go slow, Ashley, real slow. I want you to feel every inch of me as I fill you up, as I claim your ass as mine." I had never been with a man like this before, never even considered it. But the way Jake was talking, the way he was describing it, made me want to try it.

"After I am done with your ass, I am going to pull you by your hair, and making you clean my cock with your mouth." Jake's voice was low, dangerous, sending a shiver down my spine. I had never done anything like this before, never even considered it. But the way Jake was talking, the way he was demanding my submission, made me want to give in.

I nodded, my voice barely above a whisper, "Yes, Sir."

He smiled, a slow, predatory smile that sent a shiver down my spine.

"Good girl," he murmured, his voice a low rumble of approval.

"Then I am going to lift you up, holding you by your bound