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Mercys Dark Needs Ch04

I slowly pushed against her snapper lips and then her entrance. My cock was like steel against her softness. She felt tense. I knew it was anticipation and excitement. There was no need for me to wait. I shoved forward and felt her snapper swallow the head of my cock. Mercy buried her face into the bed and moaned loudly. With two firm thrusts I was deep inside Mercy's snapper. She gave up a deep, loud groan.

First I gave her snapper a few slow thrusts to adjust to the sudden intrusion. Mercy's married snapper felt very pleasant wrapped around my cock. I was feeling an extra pleasure at being the one to penetrate Mercy as she experienced her first new cock in so many years. Perhaps later I'd make sure to take my time and enjoy it.

But first I was going to slam her snapper. Mercy could get gentle sex at home with her husband if that's what she wanted. I was going to give her a proper pounding. Doggy style was the perfect position for this, leaving her vulnerable and totally accessible. Mercy wanted to be a slut with me and I was determined to treat her just the right way.

I pulled back and then thrust home in one long stroke. I did it again only this time I thrust harder. I felt her cervix as my swollen cock bottomed out in her tunnel. A couple more times and I was starting to punish her snapper. It didn't matter to me if she was ready for force or not. I left her to grunt at the force of my thrusting as I went hard and deep, my skin slapping against hers and my balls swinging against her clit.

Her noises might have been a sign of pain but more importantly they told me that Mercy had forgotten about her normal, everyday life. This was a magic moment, her first full act of adultery! She was being forced, abused and fucked and doing it all willingly. Positioned behind Mercy I could see the flesh of her arse cheeks jiggling with the impact of each thrust. It was a delightful sight! Her tits were still pressed against the bed but my cock hardened still more as I thought of how they'd look once they were swaying and bouncing from my assault.

Despite having her face pressed into the covers I could hear Mercy's sounds, her gasps and grunts as I fucked her hard and fast. I wondered what was in her head right then. Was it shame or elation? Was she thrilled to be taken brutally or was she afraid of being hurt? The only sure thing was that she was being fucked hard and her body was feeling things she'd never experienced in her life.

'You are mine,' I announced above the sound of skin slapping on skin. 'Right now you belong to me and I can fuck you the way I want to. You've waited a long time for this and now you're going to be fucked properly.'

'Oh Master' she cried into the hotel mattress. It sounded like a muffled shriek. 'Master, fuck me hard. Fuck me hard.'

I kept pumping into her, increasing my pace and making sure to ram deep. I wanted Mercy to feel my cock deep inside her body and her soul.

'You were a good little woman. Now you're a slut. Now you obey me and let me use your body.'

I could hear Mercy mumbling, trying to answer me. I reached down and grabbed some of those soft brown curls. I yanked her head back. Mercy cried out in pain and surprise as I thrust still faster into her snapper. I yanked her hair still harder. Was it too much? I held tightly to her hips and her brown curls to give me the leverage to really pound the helpless Mercy.

As excited as she was, as willing and happy, I knew I would make Mercy sore by the end. She'd have a whole week to recover for her husband. My hips were banging into her arse cheeks and the air was full of the sounds of our fucking. Skin was slapping against skin and my balls were banging against her clit with every thrust. Her grunts sounded pained and I released her hair, letting her head fall back to the bed.

'Use your safeword little slut.' My slamming strokes were grinding her face into the bed covers. It was another wonderful lesson in how to mix pain and pleasure and Mercy was a very good student.

'Use your safeword or I'll fuck you until you cum'.

'No...please Master...oh.'

Mercy was making all the right noises. It sounded like pain each time I slammed into her, the pain of lust and desire and the need for release. She was being seriously fucked for the first time in her life and I just knew that she would go on taking everything I dished out.

It took all of my self-control but I held off my own orgasm while I punished her wet, married hole. My reward was the noise of an approaching orgasm -- hers.

'You are a sweet little wife for your husband.' I knew that would burn her with guilt. Mercy didn't want thoughts of her husband brought into our play. But I had decided I liked that element to her submission. It made the next bit all the more powerful. 'Now you get to be the slut you want. Now you get to cum all over my cock.'

She was loud now, her cries short and sharp. She wanted that orgasm desperately. I decided to give her that final little push. Again I grabbed a handful of hair and yanked hard. This time she lifted her shoulders and I knew those big tits were shaking and bouncing as I fucked her with as much force as I could manage.

I had to raise my voice to be heard over the sound of our fucking. 'You are a slut. You're letting me fuck you like a dog. You're a little doggy for my cock'.

And then she was cumming, erupting. I watched as her hands tore at the bedding and she pulled herself tight against the cuffs and the rope. I even felt the way she tried to push her hips back so my cock would plunge even deeper into her. Did she ever behave like that at home?

I continued to fuck Mercy hard and she kept on cumming just as hard. It was a delight to find the good little wife was so multi-orgasmic. Each time she let out a string of short sharp shrieks. I quickly released her hair to let her head drop to the bed. Mercy howled her release into the mattress as her snapper gripped my shaft. She was a cheating wife but right then it was triumph than shame.

Her powerful release had thrilled me as well. But after a few massive orgasms I slowed my thrusting. I didn't want the abuse to go too far this first time. Instead I gave Mercy some space to sink into her own private reverie, feeling the ebbing of her orgasms and the sensation of her snapper fucked raw. I listened to her breathless sounds, muffled by the bed. I watched her shoulders rise and fall as she panted through her recovery. I didn't just watch though, and gave a few more slaps to her still reddened arse. This was my little treat, a little something extra for myself as her Master for the day. Mercy was so deeply 'in the zone' that she didn't even flinch at the stinging blows on her butt cheeks.

But I didn't let Mercy rest for long. This day was about exploring her limits -- all of them. So before she could get her breath back I was out of her snapper and turning her onto her back. It wasn't easy with the restraints and her half out of her mind.

Innocent Mercy felt suddenly freed and her thoughts came tumbling out. 'I can't believe that,' she panted loudly. 'I've never felt that before.' The look on her face was one of slight delirium.

'Glad you liked it. Looks like you can take as much as I can dish out.'

'I want you to fuck me more. Please Master, make me a slut.' But I was determined to take my time and to use and abuse her in my own way.

'You already are a slut,' I reminded her. 'Now open your legs wide like a slut should.'

Mercy was hot and wanting still more. She complied instantly with my new instruction. Without warning I gave her another slap, this time directly on her luscious, soaking snapper. The effect was immediate, her body jumping at the sudden pain. She moaned nicely. This time I was sure her reaction was one of pain. So I did it again.

'Master, I am very sensitive. I am really swollen down there.'

I slapped her again, a little harder.

'Master, please...'. This time I noticed her starting to close her legs. That was pleasing, too. At last I was starting to find some of her limits.

'Keep them spread wide,' I growled. Mercy's wrists were still cuffed and tied to the bed. There was no escape and she knew it. Mercy uttered a small sob and slowly obeyed.

As her legs parted I grabbed the flogger. Mercy was a novice so she still had no way of really knowing what was going to happen to her. It was a delicious moment for me as I stood there with the once innocent wife and mother spread wide, open and available to me.

The first few strokes of the flogger were light. Mercy moaned softly in protest but I kept going. I slowed a little and increased the power of my arm. Each blow on her snapper brought a small grunt of protest from deep in her throat. Mercy was staring at me wide-eyed. She'd not anticipated that she would be treated this cruelly. She didn't know whether she hated it or loved it.

I was enjoying the sound of the leather strands slapping against her sensitive skin. I knew she was swollen and sensitive. I knew this wasn't totally enjoyable for dear Mercy. But I was determined to introduce her fully to this new world. Mercy had given me control and I was making the most of it.

'Take it my slut. Take this punishment for me.' Mercy tried to nod her acceptance. She was still willing to be abused, still eager to please. 'I'll reward you soon enough. You give your snapper to me totally and I'll eat you to as many orgasms as you can stand.'

I didn't count but I decided she'd had enough once I was past twenty. Mercy could take more. But I had promised her a reward and I was going to enjoy it almost as much as she would.

Straight away I was between her thighs. Her snapper lips were wonderfully swollen just as she'd said. They had been rather neat and small before they'd been abused. I noticed how red they were. There was an extra heat coming from her as a result of the flogging. Her flaps were so engorged with blood they enveloped her hard clit. And she was wet -- so very wet!

I could wait no more and lowered my mouth onto that luscious, sopping snapper. She groaned loudly, betraying her lust for still more adulterous pleasures. Her 'just fucked' snapper was soaking and squishy as I went to work on her. I latched my lips and my tongue onto Mercy's clit and carefully sucked that little nub into my mouth. Mercy's body jerked suddenly and her legs straightened a little. She really did love oral.

So I drove tongue between her folds and penetrated her hot, gushing hole. It seemed like Mercy came straight away. Her response was another shriek. Face up this time she was even louder. I licked along the length of her slit and sucked and licked on her clit. She shrieked again and this time I knew she really was cumming. I made a mental note to flog her snapper more if there was a next time.

I kept working on her snapper and her hole. Mercy was pouring her snapper juices straight into my mouth, her body thrashing and pulling against her restraints. There was no doubt Mercy was cumming. Her shrieks were so much louder now she was face-up so I quickly tried to fashion a crude gag with a towel. Not classy I'll admit but I didn't want anyone complaining or busting in on us.

It occurred to me how much puppy would enjoy watching Mercy perform. I knew I'd enjoy the chance to show her off myself. But for the moment I just kept working at her clit and her hole as she thrashed about on the bed, huffing and puffing. Then I thrust my tongue deep inside her hot, open hole and probed around. Again Mercy's body jerked against her restraints. So I gave her a few long licks from her anus, up her slit to her clit. Her third orgasm arrived quickly and I knew she had lost all control over her body.

Mercy was thrashing so hard that my attempt to muffle her noises had failed. The towel was long gone and I just had to hope there were no other guests in the adjoining rooms at that time of the day. It was so worth it, though, to hear the sounds of this once demure wife as she threw herself into her first experience of being a cheating slut.

As hard as it was, this was my cue to change-up the play once more. Mercy had wanted to be punished. I knew she'd get tired eventually from all those enormous orgasms but I needed her to have the energy to take still more beatings. So I pulled away from her snapper, promising myself I'd have more of that before the night was done.

Without letting Mercy gather herself I pulled her onto her side and pushed her legs so that her knees were near her chest. Once more her holes were exposed. More importantly, her round arse was stretched taut and her flesh was available for still more punishment.

Quickly I found my favourite paddle, a nice heavy leather job. Perfect for both the pain it gives and the sounds it produces on bare skin.

'Here we go again my little slut,' I said softly to Mercy. 'You are learning that pleasure comes with pain. I like to give you pleasure but it's important that I give you pain.' Mercy was still somewhat lost in her retreating climax. She did her best to focus on what I was saying. Her eyes tried to signal her acceptance. She was being pushed close to her limits. But I was sure she could take just a little more harsh treatment.

'This is your punishment for being so dirty and wicked and enjoying the things I am doing to you.' Mercy tried to nod and then she let her head fall to the bed. I even saw her body relax a little. It was a post-orgasmic reaction. But Mercy was also showing she was ready for her punishment. This was her darkest fantasy and she wanted to experience and to savour every bit of it.

With Mercy on her side I had ready access to one cheek and a tricky job to get the other one. No matter, I delivered the first hard blow to her waiting arse. Mercy hardly made a noise but the room was filled with the sound of hard leather against her flesh.

There was no need this time for a warm-up so I continued with the beating. It sounded wonderful. I took careful aim and began to pound on both her arse cheeks, first top and then bottom. I used steady strokes and gave her plenty of force. It was meant to be painful, a punishment and a validation. She was the helpless dirty slut she'd dreamed of.

With each slap of the heavy paddle Mercy writhed a little as seemingly her entire body reacted to the abuse. Her flesh jiggled and her huge tits moved nicely for me. I didn't have a number in mind so I just went on beating her. What I wanted was to make her arse glow with heat once more. A bruise or two would suit me as well. Mercy never once complained or protested even though it was clear the beating was painful. In truth she didn't know what to do.

Again and again I brought the heavy paddle down on her bottom. I swung my arm back each time, counting silently as her full cheeks turned red under the assault. Mercy had never known this kind of pain or known such a humiliation. It brought home again just what she'd allowed herself to become. I know Mercy's stare never left my face, that strange look on her face showing she was angry at being beaten and yet daring me to give her more. I wasn't concerned with that. She was mine and a beating was what I had chosen for her.

After twenty each cheek of her nice round arse had turned a glowing red. My little slut had performed so well for me. The harsh paddling would ensure the good little wife would remember, for a long time, the price of truly being a slut.

So it was time for a respite. Mercy was still a novice and the idea was to have her wanting to come back another time. Finally I put down the paddle and climbed on the bed to undo the rope. Mercy sighed with relief as at last she lowered her arms. The cuffs came off next and by then I could hear that her breathing was almost back to normal.

At that point I cuddled her a little and even stroked her face softly. I wanted her to know she was safe, despite everything she had experienced on this day.

'Well done Mercy. You are quite a slut and a very good submissive'.

'Thank you Master.'

'I am very proud of you. Such a wonderful performance for your first time,' I went on. 'But you didn't use your safeword. You know I expect you to use your safeword any time you need it. And that was a pretty heavy spanking.'

'I know. I remembered my safeword. I didn't think I needed to use it.'

'So what do you think of the paddle?'

'It hurt and I didn't like it. Do I get to choose what you use to punish me?'

'I'm watching you carefully little slut. I know what works best and what takes you to your limits. I know what to use for fun and what to use for punishment.'

'Yes Master.'

'After all, you are my slut. At least while we are together. You give me control. I can choose to pleasure you or to punish you.'

Mercy now seemed a little concerned with what she had said. 'I don't want you to stop using the paddle Master. I know it's not my choice.'

'Well the good thing is that you know what is really feels like to be punished and to feel used and abused.'

'Yes, Master. And it is exciting to be experiencing all these new things.'

'I enjoyed giving you a taste of the paddle. So it will be my choice. If it hurts too much you must use your safeword. I want to punish you but not to damage you.'

'I didn't want you to stop. I said I wanted to be punished. I really meant it, Master.'

'That's not the end of it yet. I will want to punish you some more before the night is done.'

'It hurt but it seemed like a good hurt,' she went on. 'It was more intense than I had imagined. The punishments really hurt sometimes, especially the paddle. I didn't like that pain.'

'You knew I was going to hurt you. You knew that your punishment would be real and not just a fantasy any more.'

'I liked the fact you were doing it to me. You were so focussed on me and my whole body felt alive. It was exciting to watch you do that, Master. I never thought of wanting it to stop. It was like I needed more.'

We cuddled and talked some more. Then my own lust got the better of me and I partook of her tits, massaging them and suckling on her nipples. With a little encouragement Mercy even learned to hold her tits so they could be sucked properly, offering them to me in a way she'd done for no man before. It was very sexy and she was very sexy. Her huge tits were a wonder to behold and I was sure her husband had never made as much fuss over them as I would. Mercy seemed a little uncomfortable at first but soon she was relaxing and smiling and enjoying the attention.

She was a bit of a mess at this stage but I decided to leave her that way. There was no need to tidy her looks for me. Mercy was no longer a good wife but a dirty slut, used and abused and left on a bed thousands of miles from her husband. The sweaty, just-fucked look suited her rather well. So I peeled off the condom and went to grab a shower leaving Mercy to relax for a while.

When I got back from the bathroom I was feeling extremely horny! I'd managed to keep my self control for a long time. Now was the time to let go and to test my new slut a little more.

'Do you like having a new cock to look at?'

'Hmmm.' A smile. 'Yes, I do Master.'

'You like looking at it? Touching it? Sucking it? Being fucked by it?'

'You are big. I wasn't expecting that. I didn't know if I'd like it bigger.' A big grin. 'But I do like it.'

'Your first new cock. A cock you're not married to. Suck it.' I moved in closer. 'Suck it like a good little slut, like my personal bitch.'

Straight away Mercy did something I knew she'd hardly ever done. She climbed off the bed and went to her knees in front of me. I guessed that this was what she'd wanted to do at that party all those years ago. She wasn't letting the chance slip by again. Mercy wrapped her hand around my thick shaft and plunged her mouth over me. I happily fed my cock into her greedy mouth. I wanted to fuck her madly but instead I let her explore.

I instructed her on how to caress my balls with her fingers and to lick and suck my sack. Mercy was an eager and attentive student. Her slutty married mouth felt sensational on my cock. Once again I took handfuls of her soft brown curls. I let her control the action though.

We moved to the bed. There Mercy continued her enjoyment of my cock. We changed positions a few times as I let her explore everything she could enjoy from taking a hard cock deep in her mouth. It seemed like she was very happy to have me on my back and herself in control of my cock. Mercy really made the most of the opportunity.

'Now you know what it feels like, to have a new cock to play with and enjoy. Now you're a slut, a wicked little slut.'

'Hmmmmmm,' she moaned back, happily with her mouth full of my meat.

Soon it was time for me to get on my hands and knees. I ordered Mercy to lick my arsehole. I was pleasantly surprised by her lack of hesitation.

Her first time to deliver a rimjob and it would be to a man other than her husband. Was Mercy thrilled at the idea or just caught up in the moment? Her wide, soft tongue felt great as she licked along the length of my butt crack. She was almost a natural at it, apparently not bothered that it might be 'dirty'. I noted that she did pay special attention to my anus, just as I had done to hers. She was really learning.

With a little more instruction Mercy even managed to stroke my cock with one hand while she licked at my back door. That felt fantastic. I made sure to tell her what a great job she was doing. If she ever got to play with this new slut, I knew puppy would be very impressed by Mercy's abilities.

Her mouth felt great. It had done the trick and I was really close, ready for one last act before I exploded. Slowly I pulled away from her lapping tongue and positioned Mercy so she was sitting on the edge of the bed. I told her to prepare for a tit fuck.

'What's that? I've never done one.' I was stunned to say the least. It turned out no-one, not her husband not any of her previous boyfriends, had ever thought to have Mercy wrap those huge mounds around their cock. Quickly I set about correcting the years of oversight and, drooling a little of my saliva into her cleavage, soon was humping my cock through the valley of her breasts.

'There you go. That's the way to use big tits like yours. Do you like it?'

'I do,' she replied, her voice quavering a little from my thrusting.

'Nice to have those big soft tits wrapped around my big hard cock?'

'Oh yes. I can see the tip poking out each time. Are you going to cum now, Master?'

'I am going to cum. But not like this. I'm about to cum and I'm going to cum on your face. Are you ready for that?'

'Oh god yes. Do that to me Master. I want to be a slut for your cum.'

I kept swinging my hips, still fucking her considerable tit flesh. I confess I was a little torn. Cumming like this would still spread my seed all over her. But I knew what I needed to do.

I pulled back now and ordered Mercy to keep holding her tits for me. The look on her face was priceless, for one of the first times that day I could really see the excitement on her face.

My cock was leaking a lot of pre-cum by then. I presented it to Mercy's mouth. 'Lick it off. Taste me.' In response Mercy bent her head down and used the tip of her tongue to lick my piss slit. Quickly she lapped up the clear, sticky fluid. I heard a soft moan from deep in her throat. Some of my pre-cum had trickled down the underside of the head. Without prompting Mercy went back again and cleaned that lot up too. She was loving this. I hoped the next part would go as well.

'Get on your knees,' I ordered her. 'Hold your tits for me, the way I showed you. Open your mouth and watch the end of my cock.' She was actually panting now and still running her tongue around her mouth as she savoured the taste of my pre-cum.

'Are you ready?'

'Do it. I want it.'

I was already stroking my cock fast and hard. I was close, so very close. I moved into position, my cock hovering over Mercy's chin and accelerated my stroking. I took careful aim, wanting every drop to hit straight on Mercy's innocent face.

It took only a few more seconds and my balls began to overflow. I could feel the first jet coming up my shaft and quickly pointed at Mercy's waiting mouth.

The first shot hit just above the corner of her mouth. I saw her eyes go wide but Mercy did not so much as flinch. The second shot went straight onto her tongue. After so long my orgasm felt great. Even more thrilling was the knowledge I was making Mercy a cum slut, painting her face with my cum just as she'd imagined for so long.

Another shot splattered on her cheek and the edge of her nose. That big soft face, the face of a kindly wife and mother, was being coated with my semen. I saw the excitement in her eyes and noticed that suddenly she was breathing more heavily.

Mercy stayed completely still. I was still stroking hard. That made it hard to aim but it hardly mattered. My intent was to spread my cum over as much of her face as I could. I had saved up for a couple of days to make sure I had enough for just this purpose. I could hear my own groans of pleasure as I finally released my own lust all over her upturned face.

Mercy was a perfect target as I emptied my balls over her her chin, her cheeks and her nose. I kept milking my cum and the result was that small lumps flew through the air onto her forehead and even her hair.

I got one last big wad to land almost in her mouth. It was a good shot, the thick white string caught between Mercy's opened lips. The last small drops splattered on her face, one on her shoulder and even a few on her heavy tits.

Happily I had managed to keep the stuff out of her eyes. I stood for a few moments, with a massive grin on my face, admiring the sight before me. I wished then I'd insisted on having a camera present. Mercy was panting with excitement. She was also grinning wildly. This might be the only time in her life Mercy would let a man cum on her face but I could see the pride and the thrill in her eyes.

My cock was already going soft and was too sensitive to be sucked clean. So instead I simply wiped the excess cum onto Mercy's tits, using them as my personal property. It was crass but it was in keeping with Mercy's desires.

I was still coming down from my powerful orgasm. Seeing Mercy like that, her face covered in my cum, I had to resist an urge to laugh out loud with delight. Still she stayed put, not moving at all while I regained my composure.

'You've done it now,' I said to her softly. 'Had a man cum on your face like a true slut.'

'Yes. Thank you, Master.' She licked that small string from her lips and smiled again.

'Did you enjoy it?'

'Kind of. It wasn't scary. I guess it felt a little strange. I wanted you to use me like that. I'd do it again Master.'

'So did you feel like a dirty slut? Did you feel like a slut and a submissive, a target for me to do that?'

'I did. That was good. And it was good that you told me to watch you. You looked like you were really excited.'

'You can do it again next week at home.' I was referring to her husband and Mercy knew it. But there was no response. I wondered if she would. I wondered if she'd know how ask him to do that for her.

One small glob of cum had landed near her eye and now was threatening to run down into the corner of her eyelids. That wouldn't do. So I scooped it up gently with my finger and presented it to her lips. Mercy opened her mouth and I wiped the small shot across her tongue. She greedily sucked at my finger and moaned her appreciation at being allowed another taste of my cock juice.

Usually I am chivalrous in this situation and help the woman to clean up. This time was different. Mercy was so well behaved and so patient, still on her knees as my cum dried on her skin. So I chose to leave her there. The drying jizz was giving her face a sexy, silvery sheen. And it was spreading, my big load oozing down under the force of gravity, covering more and more.

I left her there while I found the room service menu. Mercy would need sustenance eventually. It had been a long day for her already and there we more hours of play to come.

Mercy was still being totally obedient. I noted she's still not let go of her huge tits. I let her stay there a while longer, smiling at her as I grabbed the phone and ordered some light food for us both.

Only then was she allowed back onto the bed. 'We have some time before the food arrives. Let me get a cloth to help you clean up. We can watch some TV while we eat and then we've got more time for play.' Mercy only grinned in response.

'Because later on I am going to use you some more as my private slut.' She nodded her silent consent.

'And this time I will take something from you. Something you never thought you would have to give to any man.'

Mercy just stared at me, that mix of fear and excitement on her face once again. I continued. 'I know you know what I mean.'

'Yes, I do Master.' And that motherly face surrounded by those soft brown curls went pink with embarrassment.