EXTRACT FOR
Chris's Virgin Slut
(A. Mitchell)

      Lanna sat on the cool concrete bench under the blossoming Orchid tree, the lavender petals marking the mint green leaves with their call of spring, before floating down to settle next to Lanna.  The wisps of sunlight shimmer through the branches gleaming upon her silky deep auburn tresses.  She wore a pale blue low sweetheart neck shirt with her tightest jeans and black patent flats, very simple yet very sexy.  Her hair was left loose with a slight wave in it, just as Chris had asked her.  

       The breeze tugging playfully at her strands, throwing them in a mired of directions, this is how Chris came upon her sitting there with her hair softly billowing behind her.  Her fingers trying to tame the unruly waves once more, her rosy lips parted out in invitation.  Chris walked up behind her gliding his hands over her shoulders, before leaning down to her baby soft satin cheek.

       "Hello, Slut."  His hands stretched farther down to begin massaging her full breasts.

       "Sire." Her voice is soft and breathy as she reaches up to try to stop Chris's ministrations.  

       "No, slut.  These are my tits to do with as I see fit."  His voice held a sound of power behind them that sent shivers down her spine.

       "But Sire, someone might see."

       "See what?  See me massaging my slut's tits?  See my slut arch her back begging for more?  It's no less than you deserve you are such a little whore. You just remember you are my whore. No one touches you without my consent, is that clear?"

       "Yes, Sire."  Lanna's back arched thrusting her large breasts in to his hands once more, as a soft moan left her inviting lips.

       "Good slut.  Come."  Chris quickly removed his hands from her firm tits and began to walk away further into the park, and closer to the corps of trees.  

       Lanna quickly chased after him, and when she finally caught up with him, he softly stroked her arm that was closest to him. Chris's hand settled on her waist pulling her in front of him, his hands rub the small of her back as she arches into his caresses as he then spanks her ass twice.

       "Sire?"  

       "Don't ever make me wait on you slut."  Chris's voice rang out with authority. 

       "Yes, Sire."  Lanna's voice is soft and almost childlike in her response.

       Chris continued on until he found the large decaying cypress tree in the center of the park, it had various boulders surrounding it affording some protection from watchful eyes.  He sat down on an upturned root before tugging Lanna down onto his lap.  His hands began their search of her body once more without a regard for her thoughts, or feelings, he only cared about fulfilling his ever growing desire to touch her and have her milky ivory skin under his hands at last.  

       A few minutes later Chris removed his hands and pushed Lanna forward.

       "Take off your shirt slut."  There was no negotiating with the tone of his voice.

       With her back still to Chris, Lanna slowly began to lift her thin as air shirt, exposing her nude colored bra to him and the creamy richness of her bare skin.  It was without any scars and only a few small freckles.  Chris's cock pulsed in his pants at the sight before him.  His slut was more than he had expected, her tits filling out the bra until they almost spilled over the cups.

       "Turn around slut."

       Slowly Lanna turned around clutching her shirt to her waist.  Chris took her shirt and laid it over the root a few feet from their spot.  When he looked at her again, her auburn hair was gleaming deeply as it kissed the tops of her breasts that were still encased in her bra.

       "Slut."

       "Yes, Sire?" Chris could hear the trepidation in her voice but knew he would make it quickly fade.

       "Show me your tits. "

       Lanna looked around before beginning to unhook the back closure.

       Chris reached out and took a hold of Lanna's chin. "You never question me slut, you do what I say when I say, are we clear?"

       "Yes Sire" 

       "Good slut.  Now undo your bra and show me your tits."

       Lanna quickly finished unhooking her bra and let it slide off her shoulders before clutching it at her breasts.

       "Now, whore."

       Lanna's cheeks flamed pink, as she let the bra fall into her lap and her milky globes were revealed to Chris.  

       Chris reached out and took a hold of them in his hands and began to rub and kneed them slowly.  Her tits flowed over his fingers showing her proof that they were more than a handful each.  Plucking at the tight rose colored nipples that he had dreamed of for so many months.  His mouth watered and he needed to taste them, and mark them as his, now.

       Chris tugged on Lanna and she moved forward her hands grabbing his tight thighs as she leaned into his chest.  Chris ducked his head down and let his tongue reach out and flick over her nipple, first the right then the left; before sucking the left nipple into his mouth.  Lanna's hands went to his head and her fingers dove through his sandy hair as she arched her back giving him more of her luscious breasts to feast upon.

       Chris continued to feast on Lanna's breasts as he laid her back down on to the ground and lay on top of her spreading her thighs with his.  He let his cock be cradled by the heat he could feel through her jeans from her pussy.  Chris groaned at the feel of her warm pussy and her thighs tightening around his hips.

       Lanna was in shock over what was happening to her body, she was in the middle of a public park half naked letting a man suck on her breasts, she really was a slut and the thought turned her on so much she involuntarily tipped her hips up against Chris's hips.  Chris groaned at the contact and redoubled his efforts.  

       When Chris knew that he needed to taste his slut's delectable pussy he knew it was time to go back to his place, he wouldn't do that here, where someone might see his sweet slut and demand a taste for them-selves. He had no intention of sharing his pussy with some horny stranger.  Slowly he tugged on her nipples a few more times before leaning up and trying to disengage himself from Lanna's limbs.  Her nipples were a darker cherry now and glistening with his saliva he had even suckled on them hard enough to give her a few small hickies on the sides of her breasts marking them as his.  

       "Come my little whore.  We need to get some privacy.  I need to taste that pussy of mine."

       "Yes Sire."  But Lanna just laid there on the ground, her damp tits glowing in the sunlight, a slight smile of pleasure gracing her lips.

       "Get dressed slut."

       "Yes Sire."  Lanna finally stood up and began to dust the small debris from her skin before placing her bra back on and slipping her shirt over her head once more, covering up those delicious tits.

       "Come slut, we will go to my place where I can strip you down and feast on you any way I want.  But I want you to know, I'm so proud of you, you have been such a good little whore letting me suckle and mark your huge tits here in the park all afternoon where anyone could have seen you being a greedy little whore moaning and begging for more from your Master.  I plan on suckling and marking that smooth tight virgin pussy of yours tonight too." As he said the last Chris reached out and rubbed her pussy through her jeans causing her to jump and then grind her pussy back into his hand.

       "Such a good slutty little whore." There was definite pleasure in his tone at that.