The Lady and The Riddler, Chapter One

In which the Master takes possession of our heroine.

Samantha arrived at the small flat that Riddler had directed her
to. It looked dirty and dingy from the outside in a rough
neighbourhood, she worried about her gleaming red Mercedes parked
in the street. She touched the door and it swung open. There was
no light inside. The curtains were drawn closed. She entered and
had expected the place to smell like stale sex but it didn't.
After her eyes adjusted she found that the apartment appeared
deserted so she took a seat on a grubby sofa and waited. She had
obeyed instructions and was wearing just a blouse and short light
skirt with no underwear and knew that she had to remain silent
until spoken to. Her face as ordered was heavily made-up, making
her look like a cheap slut. Then she felt a cloth being placed
around her eyes and it startled her, she hadn't even noticed
Riddler’s arrival. He had somehow approached her from behind.
Once the blindfold was secure she felt his hands rest at her
shoulders momentarily, their warmth reassuring. Without saying a
word he moved around quickly and stood directly beside her, his
first act was to seek her lips. With the first kiss time froze
and the world fell silent for Samantha. There was nothing but the
scent and warmth of this man, who, with a single kiss could bring
her heart to unspeakable joy and she still had never seen his
face.

She felt his hand at her knees and she surrendered everything to
him, he owned her now. She knew it and he knew it. His tongue
slipped into her mouth as his hand began it torturous journey up
her leg. She was already beginning to seep down there but didn't
care; he made her breathless. Riddler broke his kiss and turned
his face far enough to allow her teeth to tease his lobe. She
licked it lightly first and bit him gently, then moving on
quickly to the side of his neck. Like some hungry vampire she
began to suck and bite alternately, as his hand continued its
insidious, evil course toward paradise. When he found her
clitoris at last she quickened her breath and with the expertise
of a Master and the black art of his caress he slowly inserted
two fingers into her body. She raised her hand to his crotch and
finding his erection there squeezed and stoked it lightly. She
felt a slight tremor pass through his frame as the deep moan of
his appreciation washed over her flesh. The hot mass of his cock
bucked wildly beneath her caress encouraging her hand to further
boldness.

His lips were more potent than wine and more deadly than a sharp
knife. He went down on his knees and raised the hem of her dress
slightly and inhaled the heady scent between her legs. He began
to kiss her knee and she could feel the tip of his tongue lay
down a trail of seductive warmth as he moved his mouth upward.
She was thankful the sofa was wide as she twisted her body toward
him. He continued his way up her leg as her fingers stroked his
hair. She was anticipating his arrival with some impatience now,
"God he knew how to stir a woman's hunger." He had her dress up
around her waist now and the expensive perfume he had insisted on
warmed her nose in the most pleasant way. She braced herself for
the impact of his touch and wondered as she waited if anyone else
had entered the room and might be watching. Then it happened, the
thrill, the warmth, and the avalanche of feelings inside her as
his mouth touched in that instant the most important part of her
existence. She arched in her seat without meaning to and spread
her legs as wide as possible for him on reflex.

She was overcome by the warm sensation of his mouth and
desperately needed to vent vocally, but she didn't. He was
devouring her and she loved it. She felt the fingers of one hand
move toward her ass and she pulled at his locks with some
urgency. He left off eating her suddenly and captured her lips
again as he manoeuvred his own body between her legs for entry.
Samantha felt the hard, hot mass of his organ sliding up the side
of her leg as he moved; and her body was quickened with an
unbearable ache for the thing.

He continued ravishing her lips as the helmet of his hard cock
nudged the swollen lips of her cunt. He placed his hands at her
hips and drew her toward him with great force as his cock filled
her to capacity. There was sharp intake of breath by Samantha as
he invaded her sanctuary and claimed her in a most forceful way.
She clung to him as she sought to mediate meaningful
communication of the pleasure she felt with his lips. He slammed
hard against her pelvis as he drove into her and each thrust was
heaven for Samantha. Her mind could hardly reason with the deep
intense pleasure he caused inside her. "Faster she thought"
deeper, set me free from this ravenous hunger. He squeezed both
her breasts hard as he gave a mighty shove into her body with the
full length of his cock and made her scream. That was Samantha's
first orgasm in the apartment; she found the heft of his balls
and gently massaged them. Then she placed her long sharp nails
against the underside of his cock so that when he drove in she
could lightly scrape the underside with those deadly talons of
hers.

There was increased energy to his thrust now, almost barbaric and
untamed in its manner. Without warning he lifted her from her
seat and placed her on the floor in front of him on all fours. He
placed his hand on the back of her head and forced it down to
within mere inches of the floor. He raised the hem of her dress
up over her ass and around her waist. With her face to the floor
and her ass straight up and exposed in the air she felt his
stinging report at the cheek of her ass. Before Samantha could
offer her protest at such treatment he plunged the heady girth of
his cock into her dry anal passage and filled her to the hilt.
The outline of his hand was an imprint of fire on her tender ass
cheek and she didn't know what to think of it. He used her
roughly there on the floor and the spanking continued in
intermittent fashion. It was a strange mix of pleasure and pain
she had never experienced before. But it produced something
wonderful inside her body: something that wasn't completely
unpleasant.

How could there be intense sexual joy in this kind of treatment;
she really didn't know the answer to that question, but she loved
it. Her rapist let loose with a short salvo to her ass again and
Samantha came again, her cries of passion muffled against the
cold floor. She could hardly stand the sensation of her asshole
convulsing around the iron hard thrust of his savage shaft. She
whimpered before him as the tremors of her orgasm receded into a
warming glow deep inside. Her entire body was rocking from the
ferocious fucking he was giving her, it was more intense than
anything she'd experienced before with any man. At last she felt
his cock lurching inside her body and knew he was expanding for
his climax. He slapped her ass hard again and grabbed a handful
of her hair pulling her head back toward him as he hammered in to
her ass. Samantha was on another wave to oblivion she was as
insane with it now as he was as; she sought another orgasm.

Samantha screamed. She didn't care what he had said about
silence. Didn't care that she was exposed on the dirty floor of a
grimy run down apartment with her bare ass in the air. All she
cared about was one more orgasm as she bucked back against the
insane thrusting of her mystery rapist and his long thick cock.
He blasted his scalding cum into her violated anal passage as he
pulled back even harder on her hair. She was sharply inclined in
front of him as he kept driving that monster into her insatiable
ass. She felt her own convulsions once more milking the seed from
his body as she screamed again and trembled beneath his savage
assault. Fluids were running freely down the inside of her legs
to the sparsely carpeted floor. Her breasts were hard and sore;
her nipples near bursting as he finished using her and emptied
the last of his cum into her body. Samantha collapsed in front of
him, her mind unable to comprehend what had taken place in her
body and mind. What power did he have that could turn her into a
cock hungry submissive this way?

He had pulled out of her and was now stroking the cheeks of her
ass. His touch was tender almost apologetic in nature and she was
grateful for the gesture. He placed his hands under her upper
body and hoisted her up to her knees. She was expecting, no,
hoping that she would now be allowed to clean his cock with her
lips and suck the remaining cum into her mouth to savour. But
instead, moving her hair away from the side of her neck he kissed
her there. It was a lingering affair as his hand caressed the
cheek of her face and then his finger outlined the shape of her
lips. She couldn't understand his actions but her heart told her
she didn't need to. "God she thought, am I developing feelings
for a man whose face I don't even know?" He stood behind her and
assisted her to her feet then slowly turned her body to face him.
She felt warm fingers under her chin as he lifted her face
slightly. He kissed her then and with the first touch of his lips
her heart went radiant inside. They stood necking as if they were
lovers and she couldn't keep herself from responding to him. It
was insane she knew, but she had travelled this road once before
in her life and knew the signs, she was falling for her
tormentor.

He led her to the middle of the room and then paused. It was
Samantha this time that sought his lips and finding them gave him
her message of endearment. She was hungry for the warmth of those
lips of his and hoped that she might convey her confusion and
bewilderment to him. She was still shaking as she placed her arms
about his neck and pressed her body into his. He read the sign
well and breaking her kiss placed one of his own on the lobe of
her ear, another on her neck, and the last one at the tip of her
nose. "I have a surprise," he whispered low. Her heart smiled
inside and rushed with joy at the sound of his voice. It was one
she recognized, a rich baritone of maturity and it filled her
with warmth. He reached down and squeezed the cheek of her ass
lightly and kissed her. It was then that she heard the sound of a
gentle cough coming for the corner of the room.