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thickly and enjoyed playing in
the mixture. When I finally made my way up to her pussy, she breathed deeply in
and out with small sighs interspersed. I had let some of the mixture dry on my
arm and knew as it hardened it would be slightly itchy. It wasn’t the effect I
wanted but I took my time painting my canvas. I coated the goo over her pussy
and between her ass cheeks, watching in the mirror while I worked upward. I
pinched her nipples a few times before moving to her neck and face.
    “Are
your eyes closed?”
    “Yes,
Sir.”
    “Keep
them closed and don’t open them until I tell you.”
    I
untied the scarf and let it drop to the floor. Smoothing more goo over her
face, I left her lips clean but covered the top of her nose and even dirtied
her ears. When I finished, I released the cuffs.
    “Hold
onto the ring and don’t let go.” I adjusted the mirror one last time before
stepping behind her and placing my hands on her breasts.
    “Open
your eyes.”
    She
looked in the mirror. I could see her eyes traveling over her body and then
they lifted and met mine. I moved my hands to rest between her breasts, sticky
yellowish green goo dripping from my fingers.
    “This
is you, the woman I love. I need no outside beauty to see what’s inside. I
could love you like this forever.”
    Beneath
the mud, the shock was apparent on her face. Tears slowly fell from her eyes
and my slippery fingers came up and smoothed them into the mud on her cheeks.
    “You
covered me in baby-shit colored mud to tell me you loved me?” Her words came
from quivering lips.
    “I
needed you to understand that my feelings were more than skin deep. Yes, your
beauty attracted me but I’m around beautiful women all the time. There was
something else about you that wouldn’t let go. To begin a real relationship
with you I need you to believe and trust in me.”
    Her
hands released the ring and covered her face. I used my body to surround hers
and slowly lowered myself to my knees with her legs on either side of mine. I
took hold of her hands and removed them from her face. “Don’t hide from me.
Look in the mirror and watch my hands.”
    I
lifted her slightly and put a condom over my bulging cock, and then began my
exploration all over again.
    Her
glazed eyes watched every move I made.
    I
finally brought her hands up and linked them around my neck, resting my cheek next
to hers.
    “Lift
up Angela.” I positioned my cock at the entrance of her pussy, both of us
covered in mud. My hands grasped her slippery hips and moved her down, feeling
her heat surround me. I rocked her up and down, controlling her movements and
fighting the need to ram deeply inside her. Her sighs matched my low groans as
I picked up the pace and tilted my hips to grant my cock maximum entry.
    “Don’t
close your eyes; I want to watch you come.”
    “Please,
I’m there,” she cried.
    My
hips pushed forward and I pulled her back into me, no longer trying to keep a
rhythm.
    The
spasms of her inner muscles threw me over the edge and finally my cock released
in a hard spurt inside the condom, deep inside heaven.

 
     
    Chapter Sixteen
     
    Angela…
    Apprehension caused my slightly bratty
wiggle against his groin when we entered the room. How would he handle me in
this mood? I craved submission and knew my fear came from the undeniable need
to know if this walking sex god would master me. Relief and an unstoppable
wetness between my legs caused shivers to run across my body when his dominant
side took control. He rebuked me with a firm swat on the ass, and stern fingers
in my hair, as he continued to strip me naked.
    After he covered my eyes with the slip
of silk, my mind drifted into pleasant bliss; my subconscious was programmed
for obedience.
    The next touch to my body was nothing I
expected: instead of warm hands, these were cold and slippery. Something —
God-only-knew-what— was being slathered over my skin, but once I got past the
initial shock, the sensation was not