💎💙THE BLUE LOVE💙💎
The Blue Love-Episode 5(Talking her innocence)
BENJAMIN’s Point Of View
Jaja closed the door of my room and
walked S-xily towards me. I am lying in my
be-d, waiting for her to sit on my t©p. Her
n-ked b©dy awaken my de-sire and my
man-hood throbbe-d. She’s so beautiful with
her n-ked b©dy. She looks so S-xy in her
we-t hair. lvst rushed throu-gh my veins as
she climbe-d up to my be-d and crawled. She
never let her gazed away from me. She’s
smiling, daringly, se-ductively.
She positioned herself on t©p of me, sitting
on my stomach. She p@rted her hair to one
side and bitten her lowerl-ip. She’s ru-bbing
her *ss on my stomach and g@sping. I
quic-kly rose up, catch her arms, and
pushed her beside me. In a swift move, I
am now on t©p of her. I k!$$£d her, de-ep
and hungry k!ss. I pushed my lower b©dy
between her spre-ad th!ghs, ma-king her feel
my ha-rd ened man-hood inside my bo-xer.
She g@sped and m0@n ed. I slid my ton-gue
inside her mouth and pla-yed with hers.
“You’re ma-king me crazy,” I m0@n ed
between k!ss!ngher. I slid my hand up to
her nighties and ca-ressed her bo*bs.
I am in the middle of k!ss!ngJaja when I
suddenly woke up. F–k! It’s just a dream!
My abd0m£n is in pain, my b©dy is h0t.
I ran to my bathroom and took a bath,
trying to ease the heat inside my b©dy. But
it is no use, my lvst for Jaja consumed my
b©dy. I wra-pped my towel on my w@!st and
get out of my room. I searched for Jaja in
the kitchen when I didn’t see her in the
living room.
She’s still wearing the ti-ght-fitting white
dress. It shows the curved of her b©dy that
I fantasized. It’s good that it fits her well, I
had measured her b©dy yesterday and told
her size to my secretary.
She wears one of my apron and was busy
washing in the sink. I think she’s washing
the plate we had used earlier. I walk
towards her quietly.
She g@sped when I held her w@!st and
pu-ll-ed her b©dy against mine. I have to
lower my head to reach her nape. I k!$$ÂŁd
her nape that made her g@sp again. She
tried to flee but I wra-pped my arm around
her b©dy.
“Don’t ever try to anger me, slave. Let me
do whatever I want,” I whispered to her
ear.
“plea-se, Master, don’t,” she begged. Her
voice cracked,
lvst consumed me. I used my free hand to
ca-ress her b*obs. Myl-ips k!$$ÂŁd her nape
down to her shoulder. I bite her there and
slid my ton-gue to taste her skin. She cried a
little but it only leveled up my de-sire. Her
cry brou-ght more lvst in me.
I f0rç£fully teared her dress that made her
scream. I tied her arms on her back using
the torn dress. I lifted her up and
positioned her in the sink, she’s now facing
me. It’s more easier for me because our
face is almost on the same level. I k!$$ÂŁd
her again, wildly. She was completely
confused for awhile but she learned to
fight my k!ssback.
I let go herl-ips and walk to the
refrigerator. I took the box of a chocolate
milk then c@m£ back to my slave. She’s still
p@n-ting, the way she p@n-ts is like a music
in my ear. I drank the chocolate milk and
k!$$ÂŁd her again, pas-sing the milk inside of
my mouth throu-gh her mouth.
“Drink it,” I said. I drank again and pas-s the
milk to her using my mouth. She followed
what I said. We did it until the box
emptied.
I brushed my ton-gue on herl-ips and li-cked
down her jaw down to her n£¢k. She
gro-an ed as I bite her n£¢k. She plunged her
f!ngerson my hair. I soon followed her full
rich mountains, they’re too big. I s—-d
her n—-e as I ca-ress her another b—-t.
“What’s this? Aahh!” she cried. She’s
heating up too.
JAJA’s Point Of View
What is this feeling?
I am enjoying what he’s doing.
I felt the we-tness between my legs. My
b©dy is shaking and weakened.
I g@sped when he genuinely bite my n—-e
and li-cks it again. His one hand is tou-ching
my legs up and down until his hand slid
into my p@n-ty. He pla-yed with my c–t.
“Ahhh, M-master,” I m0@n ed out of
plea-sure.
This is new to me. I’ve never experienced
this before. My sweat is dripping down to
my b—-t. I feel sticky too because of his
saliva showering my n-ked b©dy.
He raised my arm up. His ton-gue wandered
on my bre*st up to my axilla. I screamed
because of the tingling s-en-sation it
brou-ght. He li-cked it and returned to my
bo*bs again.
He’s going to f–k me, I am sure.
I am frightened with the idea that he’s
going to put his man-hood into mine. I
know it is painful.
Oh no!
But the way he give me plea-sure makes me
loose and out of control.
I gulped. Am I re-ady to give it to him?
BENJAMIN’s Point Of View
I pla-yed with her b*obs for a few minutes
then I li-cked her stomach down to her
abd0mÂŁn down to her pu-ssy that is still
covered with her translucent p@n-ty. I
pushed her b©dy to make her lean
backward.
“You smell good and you’re we-t, slave,” I
said. I p@rted her p@n-ty to the side and
li-cked her ju-icy pu-ssy.
“Ahhh! What’s happening to me?” she
asked out of ecstasy.
“You’re feeling lvst, slave,” I answered.
While l!çk!ng her pu-ssy, I am pushing my
middle f!nger into her. She’s so ti-ght that
only my f!nger make her cry in pain. The
idea that I am going to break my vir-gin
slave brou-ght up my ego into fire.
I can’t take it anymore. I spre-ad her legs
and pointed my ha-rd co-ck on her pu-ssy.
She cried as I slowly pushed my man-hood
into her. Little by little, I am entering her. I
k!$$ÂŁd her and plea-sured her to ease the
pain of tearing her flesh. Half of my
man-hood was inside her.
“You are mine now. Mine alone,” I
whispered as I fully t—-t my whole co-ck.
She skrie-ked. I saw her tears run down and
her face is in pain.
Slowly, I pu-ll-ed my co-ck and pushed again.
Her mouth is wi-de open while m0@n ing in a
lewd way. Her large b*obs flailed as I
plunged her ha-rd and fast.
“Ma-master, it hurts! Aaahhh!” she
squealed.
Her screams, her cries, her m0@n s only
fired up my lvst. It feels so good. My
man-hood slithered inside her ti-ght, we-t
well. The s-en-sation I felt as I f–k her
plea-sures me.
“Ma-master, it feels so good,” she said. She
got used to my co-ck that’s why she also
felt plea-sure.
“So ti-ght, slave. Argh! fv¢king ti-ght!”
Her f!ngersscratched my back that made
me gro-an . She screamed and let out her
m0@n loudly.
“m0@n for me, slave. Scream the plea-sure!”
I sl@pped her face and k!$$ÂŁd her
aggresively.
She frantically g@sp. “Ugh! Master, ha-rder!
Ughm! Ughm!” she screamed.
My co-ck throbbe-d because of her begging. I
pounded her ha-rd and fast, fas-ter I can. I
felt her hand grasped my arm and
shivered. She’s in the state of delirium. I
know she’s coming.
“C-m for me, slave.”
She m0@n ed every time I t—-t her. She
look so h0t in her n-ked sweating b©dy.
Her hair scattered in her face.
“Master! I-I am coming! Don’t st©p! Ugh!
Ugh! Ahhhhh!” she squealed as she la-id
back, trembling. Her eyes look straight
upward in delirium.
I felt her jui-ce covered my man-hood. I
never st©pped pounding her while she’s in
her ecstasy situation.
I lifted her up and c@mÂŁ up the stairs, not
pu-lling my co-ck inside her.
I am going to take her innocence and wake
her up in the world of lvst right here in my
be-d.
💎💙THE BLUE LOVE💙💎
The Blue Love-Episode 6(Rules)
JAJA’S POINT OF VIEW
Wilted.
Sticky.
Lethargic.
My b©dy is tired, my pri-vate p@rt is swollen.
I looked at Benjamin, he’s on his sweet
slee-ping. His hand is in my stomach.
Slowly, I re-moved his hand and glided
quietly, trying not to wake him up.
What happened earlier is unexpected and
vigorous. He had alre-ady taken my
vir-ginity, he even let his c-m inside me.
What if he impregnate me?
I rose up and f0rç£d myself to walk. My
b©dy is still in pain and my swollen p@rt is
still aching. It is still 10 in the morning.
We’ve been ma-king out for 4 hours.
Benjamin and I took 3 rounds on fv¢king.
He just let me rest for a minute then he
began to t—-t again though he had come
inside me twice.
He looks prim in everything but he’s super
wild and brutal in terms of ma-king out.
There is a time that he sl@ps my face,
strangling me while plunging, bite my
n—–s, and cursing me like he’s out of
control.
I entered my room and took a bath. My
b©dy is sticky because of his saliva,
chocolate milk, and sweat. I was refreshed
when I finished taking a bath but my lower
p@rt is still swelling. Because of tiredness, I
decided to take a nap.
I WOKE up when someone nudging me on
my shoulder. I m0@n ed for I am still sleepy
and exhausted.
“Wake up, slave,” he whispered in my ear.
My eyes wi-den quic-kly and rose up. “Ma-
master, plea-se let me rest just this hour. My
lower b©dy is still in pain and swelling. I
can’t take another round. I’m sorry,” I said
nonst©p.
He stood there, staring at me. I stared at
him too. He wears sando and pajama
p@n-ts. He looks so fresh from taking a
bath.
He looks amused. I lowered my face. I
know my face get blu-shed.
“I know. I am waking you up because it’s
time to eat lunch. Just downstairs if you
had covered your whole b©dy. Do not
s£dûç£me if you want to rest.”
He left me stunned. I looked at my b©dy,
I’m just wearing a robe! I immediately got
up and changed my clothes. I chose the
dress that isn’t daring. Though I’m still
aching, I tried my best to get down quic-kly
as I can.
“Eat.” He signed me to sit in front of a plate
that is full of chicken meat. I followed him
but remained staring at the plate.
I gulped. “Master, I…”
He st©pped and looked at me. “What’s the
matter?” His forehead crea-sed.
“I’m allergic to chicken, Master,” I faintly
said.
He put his spoon down. I saw his hand
plunged into his pocket and bring his
phone. “What do you want to eat? I’ll order
you your food.”
“Bre-ad is enough, Master,” I answered. I
felt ashamed because his slave is picky.
“No,” he curtly said. “I don’t want to starve
you. Eat everything you want and gain
strength. Now, tell me what you want.”
“Anything, Master. It is only chicken that I
don’t want,” I answered.
He didn’t speak that’s why I looked at him.
He’s staring at me. I quic-kly covered my
b©dy using my arms, frightened. Hisl-ips
moved, like he’s going to say something or
preventing his smile.
After he ordered the meal, he stood up. I
remained sitting straight with my arms still
covering my b©dy. I drank the water in the
table for I felt my throat dries.
After a few minutes, he c@mÂŁ back holding
two piece of paper. He gave the other one
to me and sit in his chair.
“I won’t take you for now. St©p covering
your b©dy, it’s useless.” Amusement can
still seen in his face.
Did I amused this stiff man?
I followed him. I looked at the paper. It
contains rules, his rules.
“Can you re-ad?” he asked.
I nod. “Yes, Master.”
“re-ad the first rule,” he said and leaned his
back to his chair.
I cleared my throat. “Rule number one,
always remember that I am a slave and you
are my Master.”
He nod. “Don’t go over the limit. Don’t
reject. plea-sure and love shouldn’t be
combined. You are on the plea-sure side.
Continue.”
“Rule number two, do not oppose or
contradict your Master.”
“Obey everything I said. Don’t fight me to
everything I do to you. Next rule.”
I nod. “Rule number three, do not ever
think or plan on escaping.”
“It has a great punishment that surely you
didn’t want to experience,” he warned.
“Next.”
“Rule number four, do everything as a
slave must do.”
“Clean my condo and cook a meal is the
only thing you should do. The laundry and
groceries will be done by me.”
I nod again. “Rule number five, do not lock
the door and always wear the negligee
every night.”
“As the rule had stated, it is a clear rule.”
“Rule number six, do not talk unless
permitted by your Master.”
“Be quiet. Just talk if I asked you. And
remain silent in case you have encountered
people. But do not dare to do it, you will
break the rule number three and six.”
I nod again and gulped. He’s very strict.
“Rule number six, every room is free to
enter except room with a blue door.” Blue
door? I’ve seen it but I don’t know it is
forbidden to enter. Grateful, curious didn’t
told me to enter it before.
“That’s my office and libr@ry.”
I nod again. There’s only six rules. It is
better for me to memorize it and ne
familiar with it.
“Rule number seven, don’t clear a throat in
front of me,” he added.
I looked at him questionably. He didn’t ask
me to speak.
“You’re inviting me to push my di-ck in
your mouth.”
My eyes and mouth were wi-de open. That’s
too vulgar. But his frankness brou-ght heat
to my swollen p@rt.
The door bell rung. Benjamin quic-kly rose
up and opened the door. After a few
minutes, he returned with a paper bag.
“Here’s your meal. Eat it here.”
I opened the paper bag and a craving smell
rushed to my nose. I quic-kly ate those
food. This is my favorite food, fried pork
di-pped with a gravy.
“Is it delicious?” Benjamin suddenly asked.
It made me st©p for awhile. I forgot that
he’s in front of me.
“Y-yes, Master.”
“Can I taste it?”
I gave the plate to him.
“Feed me,” he said. His eyes were shining
like he was amused.
I li-cked myl-ips for I felt it dries up. I di-pped
the pork on the gravy and led it to
Benjamin’s mouth.
He opened his mouth and eats the pork
from my hand. He included my f!ngers. I
g@sped when he s—-d my f!ngerswhile
staring at me.
He smiled when he let go of my f!ngers.
“It’s really delicious.”
To be continued