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Sprial by DeAnne Maxwell
Many know DeAnne as "Dark Whisper" from her "A Dark Whisper" website

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Copyrighted © 2003, all rights reserved.  

“Open your mouth, puss,” Walter’s voice was nearly a purr as they sat at one end of the long dining table. 

Caro still could not look at the table without remembering the night of the party, and the muscles in her shoulders ached just slightly from the tension held deep within as she obeyed…and Walter placed a forkful of sinfully delicious curried chicken into her open mouth.

Major was curled up between their chairs, his dark muzzle resting on front paws.  She had to admit the dog had been completely non-threatening to her for the two weeks he’d been with them, and she was actually beginning to like having the big, powerful animal around. 

“I’ll be out of town for a couple of weeks, Caro.  Major is never to leave your side while I am gone.  Do you understand?”  Walter’s voice lost the purr as he spoke, becoming nearly clipped.

Caro blinked at his demand, for that’s exactly what it was – a demand.  “Well, okay.  But what about at night?”  She just wasn’t sure why Walter looked so daunting. 

A sardonic brow lifted and his voice became dangerously smooth.  “What did I just say, Carolyn?” 

“Uh, that Major wasn’t to leave my side.”  Caro cursed the little tremor in her voice, but these past couple of weeks had been so relaxed and easy that she had almost begun to forget all about the contract, and the deep control over her that Walter held.

“Exactly.  Now, finish your dinner and go on up to your room.  I’ll be up in an hour, please be prepared for me.  You’ll find your clothing already laid out upon your bed.” 

And with that, she was dismissed.  Heart thudding, she simply nodded and pushed the half finished plate aside to rise shakily to her feet and go upstairs, the dog padding silently next to her.

She bathed and dressed carefully in the smooth sheath of deceptively simple ivory satin that ended at mid thigh.  It was utterly gorgeous in its very simplicity and the way it clung to her body, highlighting her lovely curves and valleys.  No one would guess at the hidden panels within the slippery folds over each breast.  Caro knew what the customizations were for, she had worn a similar gown for Walter once before, and shivered with the instant flash of desire that shot straight to her pussy. 

Her hands shook as she concentrated on pulling the brush through the strands of dark hair until it gleamed as she waited for Walter’s arrival. 

Major heard his footsteps against the thick carpeting first, and rose to wait by the doorway as it cracked open and Walter stepped into the room.  In his hand was the device that Caro remembered from before.  A small metal box attached to thin wires that lead to a smooth plastic vibrator and nipple clips. 

“You are so very lovely, puss.” Walter’s voice was very low, and the pride in his eyes was nearly her undoing.  “Come here.” 

He crooked an index finger, and Caro found herself standing before him without being aware of moving.  One hand rested warmly on her shoulder, and pushed slowly downward.  Caro was lost in the sensations of the odd bubble of energy passing between them, and sank slowly to her knees before him.

A firm hand reached out and tangled in the silk of her hair, gripping tightly and pulling her face against the bulge under expensive slacks.  Caro could only breathe in the heat of her own exhale as it warmed his crotch.  She felt the bulge thicken under her cheek and lips, and a soft moan rose. 

“You want master’s cock, don’t you puss?  You want to suck it… wrap those pretty lips around it and suck it slowly, don’t you?”  Caro could only nod mutely as he laughed softly.  “We shall see my slut.  Do well for me, and perhaps you will.”  Walter released her head quickly and stepped back.

“Place your hands behind you on the floor, and arch back for me.  Master needs room.”

This was the first time in weeks that Walter had shown any indication of using her for his pleasure, and Caro was amazed at the odd sense of what could only be described as relief rushing through pounding veins.  Color and heat traveled upwards and settled in the smooth flesh of high cheekbones, and every sound seemed amplified. 

Her gaze flickered a moment to the side as she caught the movement of the dog as he settled.  There seemed to be almost a knowing look about the intelligent eyes, as if he understood that the two humans were engaged in some sort of ritual.  Major was watchful, and Caro felt exposed in a way she never expected under the attentive gaze.

Caro dragged her gaze back to Walter even as she shifted and reached backward to the thick carpeting, fingers digging into the pile as her body arched, and lifted.  Walter reached out one foot and nudged her thighs until she seemed to open like a flower opens to the sun.

“Wider,” he purred, and Caro obediently opened her thighs even more until the pressure of his booted foot…stopped.  She felt the press of smooth satin into outer thighs, and knew that in this position, her sex was fully exposed, and betrayed the sharp need that was growing with each shuddered breath.  No matter what happened between them…all questions disappeared when they were together like this, and Caro was simply unable to resist the magnetism of this man. 

“I’m not going to blindfold you this time, Carolyn.  I want to watch your eyes as I flip the switch and the current moves through your body.  I want to see your soul as you take the pain… and the pleasure…for me.” 

A whimper escaped as he finished speaking, and from the corner of her eye, she noticed Major tilt his head as a soft whine issued from his throat.  But the dog never moved as Walter slipped the dildo into the hot, slick folds of her cunt, and teased her nipples into stiff peaks with his fingertips, and finally, his hot tongue.  Walter adjusted the clamps carefully as they gripped the taut bullets of each nipple.  He wanted to make sure that they were not too tight, but would remain attached while her body writhed under the tingling throb of the electrics. 

He stepped back, the control unit held loosely in one hand, and whispered. “Ready, pet?”  He didn’t wait past the flare of heat in her eyes before flipping the switch, and allowing a slow tingle to slide through her – centering on nipples and in the burning place between her wide open thighs. 

Caro had no idea of how she looked as the current moved through her body.  She had no knowledge of the flush of desire and the heavy eyes as she shuddered on the floor.  But Walter knew exactly, and was looking forward to viewing the tapes later, when he would not have to concern himself with how much she could take.  He played the controls, knowing just how much of the voltage was moving through her and sending her on a wild ride of current and lust.  And then…he stopped.

Caro’s breath was ragged and nearly explosive as the current ceased.  Muscles still tingling from the way her body gripped at the electricity as it moved through her in slow waves.  Walter was pleased by the flash of lust in her eyes that couldn’t quite be cloaked from his view. 

“Lovely,” Walter spoke so softly she nearly strained to hear his words, “but we’re not finished, puss.  I want to hear you…scream.”  A flick of the switch sent a stronger, deeper jolt through her, and she arched high…muscles straining and quaking as the shot of pure fire ripped into her.  Long fingers stroked back the hair from her face as she bucked on the floor, no more aware of his touch than of the fact that Major was now nearly hovering over her, his muscles nearly quivering as he stood sentinel.

She didn’t see the fierce pride in Walter’s eyes, or the tenderness he so carefully hid, only the blurry outline of his face as the world erupted in brilliant splashes of white and silver. 

The fire ended as abruptly as it began, leaving her gasping as she fell to the floor beneath her…the muscles going into spasm as they fought with the release of the energy.  The sounds were pitiful as they slipped from her throat, yet Walter didn’t miss the way her hips rose and fell, seeking…needing.  Only as she moaned did she realize how raw her throat was, and knew that she had indeed, been screaming. 

She was unprepared for the grasp to her hair…or the sharp tug that had her gasping for air just as Walter pushed his cock into her mouth and groaned low in his throat.  Caro was lost in the ripple of erotic energy, and simply began sucking him deeply…her tongue swirling and darting over the iron hard flesh pumping into her mouth. 

And once more, the ruthless tingles moved through her in a slow dance of electric heat… and into Walter’s cock as he fucked her mouth slow and deep.  She suddenly wanted to taste his seed – to have it spurt over her tongue and down her throat. 

She was destined to be disappointed.  The cock withdrew, leaving her squirming on the floor while slowly he undressed.  She no longer noticed that his body was slender, she only saw the man who had become so damned important to her needs and desires – the man who had taken her places that defied imagination and filled her with a sort of awed self disgust.  Understanding these cravings and needs was simply impossible, she only knew that the need grew with each passing day, and she was never as alive as when she quivered under his hand.

The sensations of the sweet song of electricity slowly faded and she lay limp on the thick carpeting, watching Walter through near slitted eyelids as he moved to the floor next to her, and for the first time, stroked her body slowly…tenderly.  Words trembled upon her lips, only to remain locked inside, as his hand carefully removed the clips on her nipples, then caressed the swollen flesh with gentle fingers. 

Confusion – utter and complete – filled her mind as he slowly removed the sweat soaked satin covering lush curves and glowing flesh.  He had never touched her so tenderly, so lovingly, and new sensations crashed within her mind as Walter dipped his head, and took a tender, straining nipple into his mouth, bathing the tortured flesh with warmth.

And there, with only the eyes of a puzzled German Shepard to witness the event, Walter made slow, tender love to Caro, and the world changed once more.