A Mother's Revenge: Parts 11-15 by Katt Ford

Author:Katt Ford
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-10-11T04:00:00+00:00

Her Reward

The air in Crystal’s bedroom sang with the sounds of pleasure.

She lay on her gigantic fourposter bed, her gorgeous body contorted with the bliss she could scarcely contain as she howled in ecstasy. My beautiful mistress had never looked more stunning. Her eyes were squeezed shut as another wave of joy tore through her, her brow furrowed and her mouth wide open in an expression you might mistake for pain if you didn't know any better. But I did. There was no way to mistake what she was experiencing for anything other than total satisfaction. And when she finally rode the wave of another powerful orgasm and opened her glittering eyes to stare right at me, the purity of her pleasure pierced my heart.

Crystal's bedroom was no stranger to scenes like this. In the short time I had known her, I had watched this woman cum over and over again. At times, I had been allowed the privilege of being involved. At other times, crueler times, her ecstasy was dangled in front of me as a reward I kept striving for and so rarely attained. The glittering prize that kept me on the treadmill of servitude and submission to Crystal and to any other woman she saw fit to hand me over to. Like Morgan. Like Serena. But no matter how many times I saw this outrageous beauty, it never lost its power to thrill me. Crystal was beautiful in whatever she did, but she was never more beautiful than this. She was always so in control, so poised and deliberate in everything she said and did. It was a big part of her bewitching beauty. But it made the rare moments when she lost control, when she screamed in ecstasy and surrendered at last to something even more powerful than she was, that much more striking. I had seen my mistress orgasm many, many times, especially in this bedroom, where she lay on her giant bed like a sacrifice on an altar, a minor goddess offered up to a greater one to be consumed and devoured. But I never got used to it. And every one of her spasms, every orgasm my beautiful mistress had ever had in my presence, was burned onto my brain. Each one unique and beautiful in its own way, even as the combined total of these images added up to a kind of hymn of physical pleasure. The rapture, the ecstasy, was something that once seen, could never be forgotten.

But it wasn't a kind of sympathetic bliss that filled my heart as Crystal's loud cries echoed once again between the walls that seemed to forever ring with them whenever I was in her room. And it wasn't longing for physical release, the bright shining prize on the distant horizon that she so expertly used keep me in her power. No, what I felt in that moment as I watched crystal cum again and again, soaking the mattress beneath her as she roared and convulsed in absolute joy, was closer to hatred.

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