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.