Mariette And The Cowboy (Western Night Series 2) by Rosie Harper
Authors: Rosie Harper
Tags: Romance, Historical, Adult, Western, Texas, cowboy, small town, Bachelor, Victorian, wealthy, Western & Frontier, 1800's, New Mexico, Disguise, Forever Love, Single Woman, Charade, wild west, Adversary, Mail-Order Bride, Stephenville, Courageous Women, Rugged Men, Wild World, Dressed As Man, Prospecting, Mercantile Success, Town Newspaper
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almighty wail of pleasure and dig my nails into the straps holding me prisoner.
I want master to cum inside me, to own me; to leave his mark. “Do you want me?” he asks. “Yes sir, cum in my ass,” I reply in between my hapless gasping. He gladly quickens his thrusts, pounding my ass until he firmly holds himself inside me; completing my submission as he drains his juice. Upon sliding out I hear the flop of his soft thick penis. Master removes my blindfold and releases me from my bonds to which I raise my knees to let his seamen run out from me and onto the wet bed sheets. Yes, I have now been dominated by billionaire Ricardo Alvez. The man I’m supposed to kill. I roll over onto my back and begin to wipe the sweat from my double D breasts. Master lies alongside and grabs his limp penis to which I lean down and lick it clean of our juices; it tastes so warm and salty. We both lay exhausted in each other’s sweat; a testament to our act of sinful lust.
Master strokes my hair, “You are an amazing submissive Mia. Aren’t you pleased you didn’t kill me?” I stop and look up at his smiling face; smiling that Hollywood smile. “Oh c’mon, I’m not that bad person am I? The senator really needs to know how to pick his enemies.” I release his penis, “You know I can still kill you, the night isn’t over.” Master reaches over and cups one of my breasts, “You will not kill your master senora.” He was right. I have been dominated in this game of lust played on the battlefield of desire. My inner submissive rose to the occasion and I am now his total sex slave. As for how he knew that he was going to be assassinated here tonight still remains a mystery to me. Someone must have leaked the information to him. He knew who I was all along; he lured me to the salsa bar where he waited for me to reveal myself. Once I did, he brought me back to his home for complete sexual domination. If I had only known what was going to happen, I may have made a few different decisions… then again, maybe not, “There is a syringe of cyanide on the couch. Make sure to tell the cleaning lady otherwise you will have a murder on your hands.” I get up from the bed and walk towards the door before turning around, “You won this time Mr. Alvez… I may be back. I hope you are up to the task…for your sake.” His muscular body doesn’t move from its strewn position, “Well, you know where to find me.” I leave master on the bed and go back into the lounge and put on my panties. The couch is a few yards away from me and I think of the backlash I’m going to receive for failure to complete my assignment. No doubt I may end up on Senator Robert’s growing list of targets and will have to disappear myself for a little while.
My home on the Ivory Coast is going to be the first place people are going to come looking for me; maybe South America will be the safest bet. I look down at my torn dress on the floor when Ricardo appears from the room, “You know you won’t be safe now. I think it will be best if you stay with me a while, Senator Robert’s won’t let you remain breathing after knowing he sanctioned a hit against me that failed to be carries out. Why don’t you leave all of that behind and come to work for me?” I pick up the dress and shoes, “Doing what?” He laughs and brushes his black hair back, “nothing.” And with that he turns around walking back into the room. I look at his firm ass disappearing back through the door before glancing out the window at the New York skyline. Dropping the dress and shoes to the floor, I make my way back into the bedroom. What the hell? A life of luxury in Colombia sounds like fun. Especially with my new master around to keep me company! “What were the strawberries and cream for?” I ask; walking into the bedroom and closing the door behind me…
THE END
WHY HE Abandons
1. Island Hopping
Colombian alpha-male Ricardo Alvez, has
I want master to cum inside me, to own me; to leave his mark. “Do you want me?” he asks. “Yes sir, cum in my ass,” I reply in between my hapless gasping. He gladly quickens his thrusts, pounding my ass until he firmly holds himself inside me; completing my submission as he drains his juice. Upon sliding out I hear the flop of his soft thick penis. Master removes my blindfold and releases me from my bonds to which I raise my knees to let his seamen run out from me and onto the wet bed sheets. Yes, I have now been dominated by billionaire Ricardo Alvez. The man I’m supposed to kill. I roll over onto my back and begin to wipe the sweat from my double D breasts. Master lies alongside and grabs his limp penis to which I lean down and lick it clean of our juices; it tastes so warm and salty. We both lay exhausted in each other’s sweat; a testament to our act of sinful lust.
Master strokes my hair, “You are an amazing submissive Mia. Aren’t you pleased you didn’t kill me?” I stop and look up at his smiling face; smiling that Hollywood smile. “Oh c’mon, I’m not that bad person am I? The senator really needs to know how to pick his enemies.” I release his penis, “You know I can still kill you, the night isn’t over.” Master reaches over and cups one of my breasts, “You will not kill your master senora.” He was right. I have been dominated in this game of lust played on the battlefield of desire. My inner submissive rose to the occasion and I am now his total sex slave. As for how he knew that he was going to be assassinated here tonight still remains a mystery to me. Someone must have leaked the information to him. He knew who I was all along; he lured me to the salsa bar where he waited for me to reveal myself. Once I did, he brought me back to his home for complete sexual domination. If I had only known what was going to happen, I may have made a few different decisions… then again, maybe not, “There is a syringe of cyanide on the couch. Make sure to tell the cleaning lady otherwise you will have a murder on your hands.” I get up from the bed and walk towards the door before turning around, “You won this time Mr. Alvez… I may be back. I hope you are up to the task…for your sake.” His muscular body doesn’t move from its strewn position, “Well, you know where to find me.” I leave master on the bed and go back into the lounge and put on my panties. The couch is a few yards away from me and I think of the backlash I’m going to receive for failure to complete my assignment. No doubt I may end up on Senator Robert’s growing list of targets and will have to disappear myself for a little while.
My home on the Ivory Coast is going to be the first place people are going to come looking for me; maybe South America will be the safest bet. I look down at my torn dress on the floor when Ricardo appears from the room, “You know you won’t be safe now. I think it will be best if you stay with me a while, Senator Robert’s won’t let you remain breathing after knowing he sanctioned a hit against me that failed to be carries out. Why don’t you leave all of that behind and come to work for me?” I pick up the dress and shoes, “Doing what?” He laughs and brushes his black hair back, “nothing.” And with that he turns around walking back into the room. I look at his firm ass disappearing back through the door before glancing out the window at the New York skyline. Dropping the dress and shoes to the floor, I make my way back into the bedroom. What the hell? A life of luxury in Colombia sounds like fun. Especially with my new master around to keep me company! “What were the strawberries and cream for?” I ask; walking into the bedroom and closing the door behind me…
THE END
WHY HE Abandons
1. Island Hopping
Colombian alpha-male Ricardo Alvez, has
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