her body and spread like wildfire.
Mr. Steele fucking her. That would be the ultimate reward for all the pain and suffering she had been subjected to. She couldn't wait till the end of the month. She was positive the man would want to sample her charms then.
She opened her eyes and came out of the fantasy dream. It wouldn't happen that way. If he hadn't fucked her yet, he might never do it. Just because she wanted to lay him didn't mean he felt the least bit of attraction for her. She didn't have any power or wealth like he did. What, besides feminine beauty, could she use to entice him?
Sighing, Tanya swung her long legs off the bed and stood. She went to the closet and glanced through the lavish gowns inside. Occasionally, Mr. Steele would order her to put on a specific dress. For the most part she was allowed to choose as she saw fit.
The raven-haired woman put on a revealing dress with a neckline plunging all the way down to her navel and a slit up the side of the skirt all the way to her hip. She didn't bother with bra or panties. They seemed superfluous with a fine dress like this. She put on high heels and paraded in front of a full-length minor admiring herself, patting her hair into place and strategically draping the front of the dress to reveal only the creamy bulge of her tits.
Tanya would have turned any male head in that dress. Yet she knew that Mr. Steele would hardly notice her. It was enough to make her cry.
The sound of the door opening made her spin around. Lucien, the brown-haired and aloof Lucien, pushed a cart with her supper on it.
'Dinner already?' she asked, confused. 'But I just had lunch a few minutes ago.'
'It's supper time,' he said, his eyes drinking in her beauty. She knew he could be cruel, but she also knew he was the only one of the men to really lust after her. He couldn't keep his eyes off her when they were together like this.
And that gave her an idea. Escape might be possible if she could get the proper information from Lucien. She thought she knew just the way to do it, too.
She strutted over to the table, making sure her ass swung in just the right motion. He watched her, the bulge in his trousers a silent testimony to the amount of his desire. She said nothing as she slowly turned. By moving cleverly, she was able to reveal one tit almost entirely before the silken fabric of the dress flowed back as soft and warm as liquid. Tanya knew he'd seen that erect nipple.
Erect with lust. Erect because of him.
'Do I have to eat?' she asked in a sulky voice. 'I'd much rather just sit and talk – with you.'
'Me?' he asked suspiciously. 'Why me?'
'You're so handsome. Why shouldn't I want to? Unless, of course, you have other things you have to do for that cunt, Henrietta.' She saw the man tense. Cursing herself for the intensity of her hatred of the woman, she softened her voice again and said, 'You're ever so much nicer than she is. Please. Just talk for a while. No one will miss you.'
She sat on the edge of the chair and crossed her long legs. The flow of her skirt allowed the man to see ill the way up to her pussy. She doubted if he could see the tiny dewdrops of cunt juice dotting that magnificent bush, but she was sure she could entice him to find out just how ready she was for him.
'Came and sit down. I want you to,' she said in a sexy, husky voice. Her tongue tip just barely parted her lips and made a slow, wet circuit. The sight of the growing bulge in the man's pants almost made her laugh. But she was having to be dead serious about this seduction. If she wanted information – and escape – she couldn't screw up now.
'Just for a second,' Lucien said. The man had seen her naked on the way to the mansion. He had even had her sucking his prick. But the way she moved, exposing strategic portions of divinely naked flesh and then biding it again turned him on.
A stripper had the same power ever him. There was something erotic about a woman undressing. He could watch for hours and hours.
Tanya saw Lucien sit uncomfortably in the other chair. She didn't hesitate a second. With one fluid motion, she stood and turned to sit on his lap.
'There, isn't that a lot better?' she asked, moving her lips closer to the man's eat. She thrust her tongue into the tight little passage and began breathing hotly, trying to arouse him as much as possible. She could feel the virile pulsing from the bulge under her lap. If his pants hadn't been zipped up, that cock would have leaped straight up and thrust all the way into her pussy.
'Yeah, lots better,' he said, his hand slowly moving over the woman's thighs. He stroked up and down, the silken fabric between him and her naked flesh. But that didn't last for long. His hand sought her nakedness and worked toward the wet patch of her pussy mound.
She sucked in her breath when the man thrust a finger all the way up into her cunt. He stroked his thumb over her cunt lips and teased her clit enough to make her gasp repeatedly.
'Isn't it so much nicer when I cooperate?'
'Yeah, I guess,' he answered, more intent on storms down her cleavage and at the heaving mountains of titflesh. She shoved her shoulders back slightly to allow one tit to come tumbling out. The nipple visibly swelled with lust. She felt her heart hammering in her chest. In spite of knowing she was seducing this man solely to escape, she was getting hot. She was turned on by the idea that his pleasure might mean the difference between freedom and imprisonment for her.
'Do we have to fuck here?' she asked. 'Or could we go to your room?'
'Here,' he said quickly. 'My place is a dump compared to this.'
'But all the cameras and things watching us.'
'Nothing like that. Nowhere on the grounds. Just lots and lots of land all around. That's all Mr. Steele really needs. He values privacy above everything else.'
She wanted to ask Lucien more questions but didn't think this was the right time. Her own breath came faster and grated in her throat. She felt as if she'd swallowed sandpaper. 'Ohhhh!' she sobbed when the man added another finger up her cunt. 'Don't you think you could find something nicer – larger? – to sniff up my pussy? I need you, so!'
Her hands began unbuttoning his shirt. He easily lifted her and carried the dark-haired beauty to the bed. Gently placing her there, he quickly ripped off his shirt. She felt her eyes widening in lust as she saw his broad, hairy chest and the muscles that would soon be sweaty and straining as he fucked her.
'So masculine,' she said, her fingers tracing over his chest. She didn't have to pretend she was excited now. She felt her pussy beginning to boil with the need for cock.
He reached down tenderly, his fingers slipping on either side of her plunging neckline. His muscles tensed once as he ripped the dress from her body. She shrieked, but in surprise, not pain. He ripped again and the fragile dress parted, leaving her gloriously naked on the bed.
She reached up and unzipped his fly. His prick danced out, jerking and bucking hard. She immediately thrust it into her mouth and sucked for all she was worth. The huge girth of that prick made her lips tingle as the strained to get all of it in.
Her tongue glided along the underside of his cock, and stroked the most sensitive portion. She teased the tiny flap of skin dangling under the cleft head and then slowly kissed and nipped her way down to his balls. The whole while she made this erotic journey, he was kicking free of his pants.
She cradled his balls in one hand as if they were religious relics. She felts his balls inside the hairy little bag lurch and tumble with desire for her. She bent forward and sucked the entire sac into her mouth. Gently chewing, she felt the nuts begin to boil. She sucked and licked with her tongue and nibbled away until the man was almost mad with lust.
'Lemme fuck you. Goddamn, gotta get it in before I come like some kid getting his first piece of ass.'
He almost dived onto her when she released his scrotum. His hands shoved her thighs apart and he rolled heavily onto her. But the feel of his body pressing her down into the soft mattress turned her on in a big way. His hairy chest crushed her tits flat. She felt the hard little points of her nipples begin to pulse and throb with new life.
'Fuck me. Take me hard. I want to feel your cock in me, fucking me, driving me out of my head with lust.
