I was made for this, made to serve him. My name in itself means, humble and meek. I never felt that way until met him. Every sexual barrier, every bit of self doubt gone, all because of him. I knew from the moment I met him that I'd never be the same. Nyla Carlisle knows what she wants sexually, but this is no easy task. Heinrich Stark is a man who can have any woman, and once he sets his sights on Nyla he wants nothing and no one else. What happens when a King meets his Goddess?
Nyla
"I want you."
"I need you."
"I crave you."
"I desire you." I say with hands bound behind my back as he held a fistful of my hair.
"What do I need from you, Goddess?" Heinrich with his strong domineering voice, penetrating my very core. With his thumb in my ass and three fingers inside my dripping wet cunt, back arched in pleasure and pain, I cried out, "My Submission!"
I stood there, breathlessly in my nakedness. He had a way of taking my breath away just by being in the same room. He was fully clothed in his deep navy blue suit and blood red tie, I felt the fabric against my bare breast. He leaned in and I took in his sandalwood scent. His index finger began to caress my bottom lip, I parted my mouth. I wanted him inside me, be it my mouth, my pussy, or my ass.
"Goddess, you're so good at this and now you're mine. You belong to ME." he said as he groaned into my mouth. "Yes my King, I belong to you." I managed to get the words out, as I felt myself coming undone. It would only take one touch and his permission and I'd be a wet, sloppy mess. My hair was in a messy bun just how he liked it. He loved when I let strands of my hair fall around my ear and the naps of my neck.
Heinrich took a handful of my hair and kissed me, hard and deep. He held my head back until we were looking at each other eye to eye. "Who do you belong to?" he said as he continued to hold my hair in his hands, causing me to look him directly in the eyes. "You, my King." I said as a tear fell out of the corner of my right eye. Heinrich took his tongue and licked it away. The sweet humming of the vibrator on my clit, was sending me over the edge.
His rough caresses and the taste of our mouths were my bliss. "Please Sir, may I cum?" I said as he began to place kisses down my cheek leading to my wet, hot mouth. His cock pressing into my belly feeling like a dagger, ready to cut into me with the lightest thrust. But he paid it no mind, as if it wasn't there. With a whisper into my mouth he said "Cum, Goddess." and I obeyed.
Convulsing into him as he began to stroke my clit with his intrusive fingers. While coming I panted out "Thank you, my King."