Love of a Hero 4: Bad Rena
#4 of Love of a Hero
The following is a work of fiction. Character's are based off people I know and are copyright to me, Desert Mutt. Anyone reading this is fully aware of the fact this story contains explicit sex. Any comments, or ideas would be appreciated.
Rena woke up to the sound of her door opening. She sat up on the couch and faced the door, putting her best pouting face on. Her tail showed excitement at his return. Desert smiled when he came in, but stopped when he saw the look of unhappiness on her face.
"I'm sorry Master," the petite kitten said, catching him off-guard by the last comment. "I was a naughty kitty while you were gone." She climbed off the couch and turned around, bending over the arm of the couch. "I think I need a spanking." She dropped her act and smiled him over her shoulder, raising her tail high.
"Master?" he moves toward her "spanking?" He looks at her fuzzy tail, round firm rear and taut thighs. A part of him loved the view, but he wanted to know what she was talking about.
"Yes sir" she nods slowly "I was a bad kitty and played with myself until I came." she bends over more "Spank me master. I deserve it." Her voice became a purr on master. She wiggled her hips to prove her point. Her tail twitched in anticipation.
"Alright Rena," he sighed moving behind her. "Here's how this works. You count off the spanking. If you lose count, we have to start back over, understood?" Rena nodded. "Good. We'll start with fifteen." He starts spanking her, listening to his hand smack her firm, heart-shaped, rear.
"One... two-oooh," she moaned, wiggling some "One...two...three-"her counting turned to a yowl. "One....two....three..." she continued "Twelve...thirteen...F-f-f-fuck." She screamed as she had an orgasm, her juices running down her thighs
Rena finally managed to count off all fifteen, collapsing onto the couch in pleasure and exhaustion. She looked back at Desert, smiling. Her eyes traveled down his front to the bulge in his jeans. She licked her lips and wiggled her butt at him.
"Please Master," she whimpered, pushing back toward him "Don't make me wait any longer." She raised her rear more, trying to get high enough for him to penetrate her easily. Desert ran her hand over her thigh and across her pussy, causing her to moan and push back against his hand.
Desert undid his jeans and slid his member out of his boxers, placing the tip against her vaginal lips. She purred, pushing back towards him, wanting him inside. He grabbed her hips and leaned against her, kissing her head as he pushed himself into her.
"Yes, " she moaned, looking back at him. "Take me master. Fill me with your warmth." He pushed into her to the base of his cock, rubbing his hips against her ass. His hands slid up the side of her body, grabbing her breasts. She pushed against him more as he squeezed her mounds and teased her nipples. Desert moaned as he pulled his cock out of her to the hilt, then rammed back in. Rena moaned as his hips smacked her rear, then ground against her.
"Oh," Desert moaned, pumping into her faster, rubbing and teasing her chest. Rena felt pleasure shoot through her body as he pumped, and pride in the fact her master was enjoying her so much. She shifted and slipped her hand along her stomach while the other braced herself in place. Her hand rubbed her clit, trying to play with his balls as well.
Desert felt her rub herself as he slid in and out. He played with her breasts more as he continued his thrusting. He licked and nibbled her neck, growling against her some in pleasure. Rena's hand worked faster, feeling so worked up and wanting to cum.
Rena let out a yowl as she hit orgasm. She stopped rubbing her clit and dug her nails into the sofa. She pushed back, trying to get him deeper as her pussy tightened, sending Desert over the edge. He pressed against her as he pushed all the way in and climaxed.
He pushed into her as far as he could and grind his hips against her firm ass again. She moaned as she felt the warm, sticky fluid hit her insides, her pussy trying to milk it for all he was worth. Desert kissed her cheek as he pumped the last of his seed into her. He looked at her a moment as he slowly pulled his softening member out.
"So," he pulled Rena up and hugged her, "Why were you calling me master." He scratches her tummy, looking down at her. She looked back up at him with her blue eyes.
"I trust you," She said, pressing against him more. "I like someone else being in charge." She turned to hug him. "I love the idea of being someone's pet." She squeezed him tight "My master."
Desert hugged and kissed Rena, rubbing her back slowly. She was cute, and being in charge did turn him on some. He held her tight as he kissed her head. When his stomach growled, Rena pushed away from him and went to the kitchen. Desert sat down on the couch. This was unexpected. Maybe he should move in.