Virginity for Sale

The house was quiet, many rooms and halls looked so empty that Diana felt a little uncomfortable.

“You will live in this bedroom.” Alexander said, opening the door to the spacious room. Diana’s face showed that she was upset about something. She looked around the vast space: the panoramic wall overlooking the garden, the big funny bed right in the middle of the room, more like a giant couch, without a headboard or legs. A door to the bathroom, fitted wardrobes, a dining table and a mini stage with a pole for a strip dance to the side. Diana was breathless from the luxury she saw.

“Is something wrong? Don’t you like the room? Don’t worry about the transparent wall, you can’t see anything from the street.”

“No, Master,” the girl cried out in fright, “everything is wonderful! Thank you very much for such a luxurious gift, I really do not deserve it…”

“Trivial! I don’t feel sorry for anything for you! Moreover, you cost me a lump sum! But I have no regrets. You are worth this money, and I hope that you will continue to delight me with your obedience. And you will also strive to continue to give me pleasure!”

Diana smiled at him, staring at him with such a loving look that he did not have a single doubt: everything would be as he wanted.

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The food, by order of Alexander, was brought directly to Diana’s room, at a beautiful table, they settled down opposite each other and began to eat. The girl was still saddened that she would not live in the same room with her beloved man. The vain illusions that she would be with him every moment were dissolved without a trace. She caught herself thinking that she had already planned everything and did not notice it herself.

It was hard and painful to realize that she would not see the Master every minute, much more painful than the deprivation of her virginity. Hungry Diana could not even eat, a bitter lump stood in her throat and it seemed that this disappointment first visited her, hurting her tender teenage feelings.

When they crossed the threshold of this house, he showed her the bedroom and said the magic word ‘our’. The naive guest was sure that this meant nothing more than living together in the same room on the same bed. Her inquisitive mind, independent of her, built all possible combinations of their joint love games, joint awakening, and now… all turned out to be just her fantasy and nothing more.

“Nothing, if the Lord wants it, then it will be so. I have no right to decide for him and tell him how to dispose of me. After his words that we will be happy together, I am ready for anything!” She tried to calm herself down.

“Baby, you look sad, you haven’t eaten enough, what’s wrong with you?”

“It’s okay, Master, I don’t eat much, we were taught to be unpretentious in food and take care of the figure so that our man always likes it.”

“Then, if you finished eating, I would like to ask you to dance for me!”

Diana stood up with joy and obediently lowered her head, bowing to Alexander.

“May I ask you to turn on the music, my Lord?” She asked in a trembling voice, fearing that she would be punished for daring to start a conversation and ask something.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Of course! Now there will be music!” He took the remote control from the table and began to press the buttons. The panel on the wall swiveled to reveal a huge television and a powerful stereo system. Energetic music began to play and Alexander looked inquiringly at Diana. She nodded affirmatively and ran to the mini-stage.

She was nervous that due to fatigue and the severity of the day, she could ruin everything, but her young body helped her out this time too. Catching the rhythm, she first whirled around the pole, demonstrating to Alexander all her skill, then acrobatic stunts were displayed.

Every time she skillfully lifted her leg, slightly opening and flaunting the smooth teenage crotch, on which the first hairs were just beginning to break through, Alexander lost his mind, ready to jump up and run up to this beauty dancing for him this wonderful dance.

He had already imagined how he ran up to her, bent her down and roughly entered her sweet body, pounding her with his heated rod. How she screamed and squirmed beneath him. But Alexander just sat and did not move, afraid to frighten off this magnificent poetry, which not only madly excited him, but also filled his heart with beauty, gave birth to a feeling of innocence in him, and promised him great pleasure.

Diana spun like a nymph, her dance was divine and beautiful. The man opened his mouth with amazement and admiration. He visited strip clubs many times, but he had never seen such grace and skill. She danced for him alone, and he felt the happiest man in the whole wide world.

Half an hour of hot striptease so over excited Alexander that his cock was already languishing with impatience. He had long been ready for new adventures.

At some point, the man could not stand it and ran to the dancing goddess, grabbing her hand. In a fit of passion, he almost dropped her from the stage. Picking up a fragile body in his arms, like a doll, he threw it on a soft ottoman. Climbing on top and burying hid face in her neck, she felt his hot and greedy kisses. He enjoyed every inch of her body, breathing in her scent and caressing her crotch with his hands.

Diana felt herself shaking with excitement and she felt insanely scared. Everything inside her was still aching and she was worried that these sensations would give her away again and she would still ruin the fun for her beloved man.

Alexander wheezed, grabbing her by the neck and scratching her stomach, his eyes were burning with fire, for the first time the young goddess saw him so angry and she felt scared. She did not understand what she was more afraid of: pain that she could not stand or turn out to be objectionable to a man. She lay submissively and looked at him with her naive and loving eyes.

The man fell to her chest and began to lick and bite her nipples with quick movements, first one, then the other. When he played with them with his tongue, Diana felt a growing desire in the lower abdomen. When he bit and pulled her chest, she endured with all her might, trying not to scream from the sharp pain so as not to frighten off his erection.

Having played enough with the chest of his ward, he raised her hands up and ordered to keep them in this position. Then, with rough movements, he parted her legs. Diana lay meekly, trying to hold back her breath, she felt like a real volcano burst out through Alexander’s trousers, ready to burn any obstacle in its path.

The man felt the girl’s crotch and began to slap his palm on her, increasing the pace. At first, the touches were more pleasant, but the harder Alexander stroked the delicate skin with his palm, the more painful the owner became.