And yes, with my man by my side, I know I can do it. Thorn’s seen it all and he wants to be a part of the process, standing proudly by my side. He’s seen me vulnerable and naïve, but he’s also seen me at my best, whirling on the stage, and now, sharing my love of ballet with the world. And the big man wants to walk with me along the way, for us to establish a real relationship, something where we take care of each other, helping one another while also loving and supporting our partner. He wants me to be happy, to be a confident woman of the world, someone with many options, many choices.
So I’m hopeful. I can’t say I know how this is going to work yet, but we’ll make it work. After all, I’m growing and changing, flowering more and more with every life event. But what Mr. Channing has made me see is that I deserve it. I have something to offer to my students and the world. The alpha wants to be a part of my life, and deep down, it’s right. Thorn has been with me since this incredible adventure started, watching me blossom and adjust, and gratefully, I’m taking his hand as a partner this time, someone to walk the wilds with.
Because he’s the ballet master and I’m the ballerina. We work in sync, our movements in tandem, our minds melded with understanding and experience now. Yes, we’ve been through a lot, but what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. And with Mr. Channing by my side, I’ve opened my heart to what I always dreamed of … love, real love with a billionaire alpha. And this time, I know I deserve it.
EPILOGUE
Thorn
One year later …
“Oh god no! Please Mr. Channing, no!”
I looked up in fear and anticipation. Because Thorn had me stark naked, pussy running like a flood, and there was no mercy. The big man growled, dick jutting against my tummy as my hands were hooked over my head.
“No!” I cried out again, whimpering with anticipation. My pussy gushed wetly, a sticky trail running down my thigh. Nips bright pink and stiff, I mewled once more. “No!”
But no such luck because Thorn just growled.
“Shh, pretty baby,” he hushed. “Shhh, don’t worry, Daddy will take care of you.”
And with that the big man circled around me, fat cock pressing against my buttocks. Oh god, I was strung up like a giant ham on a meat hook. My wrists were bound and connected to a special device dangling from the ceiling, nude body lush and bare. My boobs were enormous, narrow waist and big ass bouncing and jouncing as I balanced on my tippy toes, stretched out to his liking.
Because yeah, Mr. Channing and I play a lot. Even after a year together, we can’t get enough and the sex sessions are amazing, even better than before. Thorn’s converted one of those stupid bedrooms at his apartment into a mock dungeon, and that’s where we were now, the big man about to ram his dick into my pussy.
Because yeah, I made him get rid of those extra bedrooms, they were an unpleasant reminder of the past. So they’ve been converted into an entertainment room, a cozy den, and finally this room, the dungeon for our sex play. And yeah, I let him do whatever he wants to my body, but there’s a different feel because I give as good as I get now. So as he lined himself up, I pushed my butt back, opening my ass.
“Do it,” I panted. “Do it Daddy. Put it in.”
With a heavy grunt, Thorn shifted his dick up so that it pressed against my bottom hole.
“You sure about this baby girl?” he growled. “I was gonna put it into your pussy first to get it wet. You sure you can take this?”
“I can Daddy,” came my harsh pant. “I absolutely can.”
So yeah, even in this compromised position, I was calling the shots. Even with my hands tied up, strung up to the ceiling and immobilized, I was the one in charge, directing him in this dry anal fuck. And obeying my orders, Thorn began. That mighty glans pressed against my back hole and I moaned throatily. Oh god, the pressure against my anus was incredible, the unrelenting insistence of Mr. Channing’s giant dick on my dark star.
But I wasn’t giving up because it was me in control. So taking a deep breath, I inhaled before exhaling slowly, eyes fluttering shut, concentrating hard. And loosening my ass, it happened then. Daddy’s dick slid in, one inch, two, until that ten inch pole was balls deep in my ass.
“Ohhh!” I cried out, buttfucked and loving it. “Unnnh!”
Thorn leaned forwards to grab my gazongas, squeezing and kneading even as his cock pushed even further into my rectum, brushing my GI tract.