She quietly shuts the door and is almost instantly pinned against the wall, his powerful arms trapping her hands above her head in the dark hall. His hard cock strains against his jeans and presses into her back. His teeth grazed against the tender skin of her exposed neck, and he growls his desire into her ear…”
He grinds against her trembling body, his free hand pulling and tearing Her clothes from her flesh, ignoring the whimpers of fear and appreciation that escape her lips.
She opens her mouth to beg, but it is quickly filled with the warm wet clothes of her thong. Still one step ahead of her, he throws her off balance and quickly over his shoulder, landing a singing slap across her bare chefs with the warning to stay still and quiet.
He moves silently through the hall and into the bedroom, tossing her onto the bed on her back. Moving quickly, he pins her under his weight, his hand around her throat.
She can’t help but struggle as she feels the familiar rush of blood backing up in her head, her carotids pounding against his fingers. Her eyes fly open, meeting his steely gaze as the world darkens around her. She hears his voice in her ear, growing “mine” just before she’s gone.
Awakening in a panic, she jumps, finding herself unable to do much other than squirm, ropes digging into her sweat soaked skin. She feels His presence but not his touch, and she starts to whimper, fearing he’s left her alone.
Gaining her composure she tests her bonds for weakness, looking for something to allow her escape. She finds this hogtie tighter than she’s ever known, as her shoulders are already straining and aching with the effort. Silently cursing his skills and her vulnerability, she uses her teeth to try and loosen the ropes crossing over her Shoulder.
“Oh no you don’t!” His voice scares her, and her cry is all he needs to shove the gag firmly between her jaws, his fingers quickly getting out of harms way, and wrenching the leather tight against the back of her head.
His wicked chuckle echoes off the walls, “You honestly think I don’t know better?!” He steps in front of her, smearing the bit of drool oozing down her chin as she struggles. She glares up at him, working her jaw around the ball, looking for a way to explore it.
His flattened hand crashes across her face, instantly bringing tears to her eyes and wiping her brain of all consciousness thought. He drops to a knee, face inches from hers, watching as a single tear trails down her cheek. “Look at me like that again and you’ll be lucky if I ever touch you again” he pauses “Understand me?”
“When I said mine I absolutely mean it, and I have every intent to take, use, and keep what is rightfully mine. Got it?”
Grabbing her chin he pulls her head up, their foreheads touching. His free hand releases the gag. “Leggo” he urges, and she complies, letting the ball fall into his outstretched hand.
“Look at me” She hesitates, another tear escapes and runs down to his fingers. “Girl. Look. At. Me.” Slowly, reluctantly she complies, and is completely caught off guard by the love and ownership that she finds in his eyes.
Confident he has given her what she needs to continue, he engulfs her mouth with his, exploring and claiming the warmth as his own.
Breaking contact he barks “Stoplight!” and she jumps, but quickly returns “Green Sir, thank you Sir.”
Unable to hide his pleasure, he rocks her back on the bed, “That’s my girl, now come show me what MY slut can do with that pretty mouth.”
He quickly frees his aching cock, and a deep moan escapes her as the precum strings from the puddle that’s gathered in his boxers.
She stretches her head and neck towards him, squirming and whimpering. He chuckles again, softer this time. “Such a good little cock sucker” as he leans closer. The head of his cock finally reaches her outstretched tongue. “Atta girl” he moans asshe sucks him into her mouth.
She moans around his cock, greedily sucking the sweet negative off his smooth shaft. She feels the tension on her neck release as he looses the knots that were just out of her reach. Once they’re loose, he begins to fuck her face in earnest, wrapping his fingers in her hair and guiding her mouth on his cock.
She alternates moans of pleasure from sucking his cock with muffled whimpers of pain as circuit returns to her limbs.
Pushing deep into her throat, he takes advantage of her lack of gag reflex, but also cuts off her air, controlling her breath now as well. But the squeeze of her throat is just too much, & he jerks himself out of her mouth, slapping her face with his spit covered cock.
Breathless he orders, “Open and stick it out slut”, brushing his hand over the engorged head. The moment she complies he growls deeply and the first of many thick streams of come coat her face. Spent, he collapses to the floor in front of her,feeding her his come with his fingers.
Greedily she licks and sucks his fingers clean, squirming in the puddle beneath her hips. Her movement doesn’t go unnoticed, and then he’s up and stretched out beside her on the bed. He lazily begins to remove the sweat soaked rope from her body.
Tossing it aside, he wraps her trembling body in his arms and whispers “I haven’t forgotten you my love, I’ll put that soaking wet pussy to good use in a bit, and your tight little ass too. I’m far from done with you.”
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