5.12.2016: First Sassy (Part I)

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First Sassy (Part I)

Sassy. That’s what I called her. It wasn’t because of her mouth but more so her attitude. Her demeanor. It didn’t help that she looked like a pin-up girl at all times. Her fire red lips called to me and so I kissed her. Slowly at first but then the hunger that I’d held at bay all day took over. I pushed her against the frame of the bed until she fell backwards onto it.

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She looked up at me breathless and I raised my eyebrow at her. Her lips, parted, made me want to put something between them. I took the red scarf from around my neck and leaned down to gag her, reinforcing it with a knot behind her head. Helpless eyes, heavy with curiosity of the unknown, stared back at me challenging me to take her to new heights. I removed her panties and tossed them to the floor. No need for them.

“Rules…”

She nodded. Listening. Eager.

“Keep your body open to me.”

She spread her legs and put her arms above her head before giving a firm nod.

“Your orgasms belong to me.”

Sassy closed her eyes. I watched as she swallowed. She knew that orgasm control was my forte. I could drag it on for hours or force so many from her that they hurt. Which part of the scale I’d tip today wasn’t part of the information provided. When she opened her eyes, I knew that she was ready to move on. Good girl.

“The only restraints provided today will be up here.” I tapped her head and she groaned. It was something she loved and hated. It was a test to her willingness to please me versus the natural reaction to run from your tormentor.

I slid my fingers inside of her and was greeted with warmth, wetness, and her gripping walls. She looked behind me and I smacked her thigh.

“Eyes on me.” I knew she was a bit shy but as of today, she’d have to get over it.

I stroked her while kissing over her neck, shoulders, and nibbling on her ear. She relaxed into me and panted as her heart rate escalated. Her hands griped the bed as she fought the urge to touch me. I chuckled loving how much she was into it already. I bit the side of her neck hard and her cunt shivered. I twisted my fingers inside of her while thrusting and she moaned louder. Wetness coated my entire hand letting on to just how much she appreciated the ministrations to her. I drove her closer and closer to her orgasm and just before she tipped I pulled away. She knew better than to beg but her moans echoed through the room conveying just how close she had been.

I kissed up her body until I reached her gagged mouth. I made quick work of untying it before taking her mouth. I grabbed a handful of hair, forcing her head to tilt up toward my mouth. I took just as much as she gave and she mewled in defeat. I pulled away and she followed my lips. I chuckled at how needy she was. I gave her a bit more before slapping her thigh firmly before pulling away. She closed her eyes and groaned.

“You’ll pay for that, minx.”

“But it was well worth it, M’Lady.”

“We shall see.”

I removed her bra and a set of clovers pinched her hardened and swollen nipples. I hummed my approval at her following the instructions given before she’d gotten here. I walked over to the chair that held my matching floggers. I swung them loosely in the air and stretched my shoulders and arms. It was time. I turned around and was stunned momentarily by the view in front of me. My sassy minx lay sprawled out for my use, ready for more. In the corner, off to the side of me He sat watching, observing. Unable to keep away, I walked over to him and kissed him deeply. He slid his hand over my ass and then gripped it tightly. I tapped the side of his face with my hand playfully before pulling away and wagging a finger at him. The chastisement caused him to shake his head. Playful or not, I knew I’d pay for it later. I could only wait.

I turned toward my sassy girl and whirled my floggers in the air. Her eyes widened and fear ignited her arousal taking it up a few notches. The lips of her pussy were glistening, wet, and swollen. I watched as her fingers gripped the sheets even tighter. I leaned down sucking her clit into my mouth and sucking it until she was once again facing an orgasm that she wouldn’t get just yet.

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“Be a good girl.” I told her before the corded lashes stung her skin with the first double succession.

She breathed in and out deeply. Her pain tolerance was high and I wanted to make her feel me quickly. Thighs, hips, cunt, and then breasts were the pattern that I stuck to. The deeper she breathed the more I quickened the rain of strikes. Her skin reddened, blushing in appreciation. I watched her face and body for cues of any and everything as I struck her over and over. Her groans grew lighter and lighter until she was silent. One strong and hard swat to her cunt made her scream.

“Breathe!” I chastised.

“Yes! Yes!” Tears flowed from her eyes down to the bed. Her hands limply held on to the sheets.

“Good, good sassy girl.”

Her reddened cunt dripped with the finest ambrosia. Her legs shook from the hold that she had on them to keep them in place. Though they’d started off as flat, they’d bent digging her feet into the mattress. Now they too were limp but still parted. Disciplined in the best of ways. I leaned over her, pressing into her heated skin. Her eyes were glazed over illustrating just how much of those endorphins she was feeling.

As I took off the clover clamps on her nipples, I commanded firmly. “Come for me.”

Her brain took a beat to catch on but then pain registered loud and clear. Her eyes widened and she screamed loudly as the orgasm pounded through her. I entered her with three fingers headed straight for her g-spot where I tapped against it insistently. Her weakened grip sought the sheets again as another orgasm threatened to shred the bit of sanity that she had left.

“Again, little minx.”

Her babbled cries were the response as she succumbed to my demands. Not finished with her, I slowly rolled her over onto her stomach. She hissed when her nipples grazed the bed.

“Glad that I have your attention.”

I picked up the flogger and rained even more blows to her ass. She arched into them spreading her legs to meet the sting. Her cries became wails of submission as she begged and pleaded for more. I dropped the floggers and climbed on the bed spreading her wide before entering her with the dick that was strapped to my waist. Together, we were in a zone. One that only included her and I. Though I’d pushed her, she was giving more to me than I ever expected and the fuel burned rapidly through me. I needed this just as much as she did. I noticed every movement. Every breath. I anticipated her responses and she delivered flawlessly. My skin tingled, hyper-aware of everything, especially her.

“Thank you!” She screamed as I fucked her hard and deep. Her thighs quaked against mine and I knew she was close once again.

I reached forward and grabbed a fist full of hair pulling her into each stroke.

“M’Lady, please! May I come for you? Your… girl… needs… you!” Her request was guttural and heady. Raw. Animalistic.

“Yes.” I commanded.

Her body relaxed to the point that she collapsed. Foreseeing it allowed me to follow her, grinding into her flat against the bed. I counted two more rolling orgasms that consumed her before I too released the building orgasm she’d ignited.

When I finally caught my own breath, I removed the harness from my hips. I pulled two pillows behind my head and my sassy girl into my arms. I stroked her sweat licked skin loving the smoothness of her. I watched as He stood and got the throw from the bottom of the bed. He laid it over us and returned to his post.

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“Thanks.”

He nodded. “Welcome.”

“Thank you, too.” I heard the mumbling and looked down. I smiled at the drunken woman in my arms.

He chuckled. “Your welcome.”

She moved closer to me and closed her eyes again. I gave her time to rest before the hydration bit. Once she was alert and onto her favorite candy of the KitKat nature, I put her in the guest room to rest. Though she protested with weak excuses of not being tired, when her head hit the pillow she was already out. Riddle me that!

I knew He waited for me in the bedroom. My high from topping my girl hadn’t diminished. I sat in the arm chair in the living room trying to reign in my thoughts. I heard footsteps behind me and I closed my eyes. I didn’t open them when he stood in front of me. I felt the kiss to my forehead and it awakened something primal inside.

I opened my eyes and he lowered his body to the floor kneeling in front of me. Primal male versus primal female. I felt the chase and I met it head on. He leaned forward to kiss my cunt and I drew away. Carefully, I raised my legs into the seat away from him. I put my knee on the arm of the chair ready to jump it when He stopped me mid pose. He put my other knee on the opposite arm spreading me wide for him.

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I groaned. I needed him and he knew it. My cunt was wet and though I wasn’t prepared to submit to him fully, he would always have my desires. When his tongue licked me for the first time my body fell backwards over the back of the chair. I’d seen the bulge in his pants when he’d stood to grab the blanket. He’d more than enjoyed the show that he’d witnessed. It was time for him to cash in. His tongue explored every fold before he thrust it inside of me. Crazed with need, I ran my fingers through my hair grasping at my sanity. I was losing control and war raged inside of me. Submit or fight. It echoed inside as my moans filled the room with my turmoil. Suddenly it stopped and so did he. I looked down and he winked before standing slowly. I put my knees into the seat of the chair while my lungs fought for air. My orgasm teetered and He was walking away.

“You know where to find me.” He said before he entered the room, leaving me with a decision to make.

Fuck!

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Don’t miss Then His (Part II)!!!  Available 5.19.2016!

5.8.2016: The News: A Mother’s Day Treat

The News

I blinked at the line of plastic indicators. All 12 of them said the same thing in one way or another. Pluses, double lines, and words popped up on the little screen. One even flashed it to my attention. There was no turning back. I didn’t believe the first two tests that came in the same box. No, they had to be faulty. But 12 more later, different brands, shapes, color scales, and even random wait times later, it was confirmed. I sighed in defeat. This wasn’t a part of the agreement. Agreeing to be His didn’t include pregnancy. We are in sync and enjoying the relationship as it is. There was no room for a baby. After trial and a lot of error, I’d finally gotten it right this time. Found someone that made me cherish my submission enough for me to offer it without worry. This couldn’t be happening.

The happiness that I should be feeling was there, somewhere buried under what “ifs” and “why now’s”. I sighed sitting on the toilet with the seat cool against my bum cheeks. My hands were locked together covering my mouth. I shook as I thought over my reality. The scary part was that I wanted it. Not because I don’t believe in abortion but because it was His. My gift of submission was being rewarded with a present of life. He’d never spoken of children, marriage, and forever. We lived in the current and had always been safe. Except…

I remembered it clear as the air I breathed. Several weeks ago, the condom I’d declared faulty had not only broken but put me in my current predicament. He’d mentioned nothing about the possibilities that had unfolded. He’d simply cleaned us, retrieved the broken pieces, cleaned me again, and cuddled. Who really knew what that meant? I sighed again and hoped that I could get through tonight before I had to tell him. I’d planned a really nice seduction scene but the initial agenda didn’t include an aftercare with confessions of the unplanned pregnancy.

Everything was already in place; I just needed to get my ass in gear. I cleared the counter in one swipe into the garbage can and put it underneath the sink. Out of sight, out of mind; hopefully. I showered letting the water soothe me. Rivulets of water cascaded over my body as the shower head jet strands of liquid resolve over me. Squeaky, I got out of and toweled off. I took extra care of using honeydew and melon oil to scent and moisturize me skin. It was His favorite, marking me as edible. I shivered as it dawned on me that I would be powerless in just a couple of hours. It stirred something deep yet felt peaceful too.

I sat out both wine glasses on the table while cooling the bottle in the chiller. Dinner had been in the crock-pot since this morning. Beef stew perfumed the air and the bread was waiting to be warmed with the basil butter I’d made earlier in the week. The night I’d planned was perfect but now I didn’t know how I was going to manage it with the heavy news on my shoulder. I took my glass from the table and poured cranberry juice to the rim. I took several sips before heading to the window to sit where I got lost in the view, biding my time until He came home.

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“Isn’t that a sight for sore eyes.”

I turned to see Him watching me carefully. I looked over at the clock realizing just how much time had passed. My thoughts had taken over channeling out everything else. I turned, sitting my glass down on the sill, and kneeled before him.

“I’m sorry. Time got away from me.”

“It’s okay. What are you cooking? It smells amazing.”

“Your favorite. Beef stew.”

A hearty groan of approval sounded. I smiled needing his affirmation. He stepped closer and stroked my hair as I leaned onto his thigh. Perfection.

“It looks like someone wants to play hard.”

I smiled again knowing that he’d finally noticed the toys I’d laid out for him. I needed to be pushed and he’d given me permission to pick his weapons of destruction.

“Want to tell me what’s going on before we start?”

I shook my head hoping to skip the semantics. The silence was a giveaway that I’d better provide answers. I sighed.

“I’m stressed.”

“About?”

I opened my mouth to tell him and nothing came out. Tears rolled down my face but I didn’t move or speak. I knew in this moment that I couldn’t go any further. It was time to confess. The honesty that we’d built in our communication deserved more than a partial truth. His hand pulled my hair tipping my head back. There was no hiding my emotions from him and I didn’t try to once he’d exposed them. Lips devoured mine making me shiver and cry harder. I poured all of my emotion in to the one single kiss hoping that it wouldn’t be the last time. Tongues clashed and he took control as easily as taking candy from a baby. Baby…

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He pulled away kissing over my neck and shoulders. It was gentile, loving, and possessive all at the same time. I couldn’t help but to sober a bit as he laid claim. By the time that he’d gotten to my nipple and sucked, I’d forgotten the issue. My brain was short circuited completely when he pulled each one with his teeth adding pressure. Being sensitive there, the pain shook my core quickly giving me nowhere to hide. I wanted him.

“Please.” I begged for more.

He pulled away and squatted in front of me. “You will please me, but first my girl is going to tell me what bothers her so much.”

I opened my eyes staring into the most intense gaze I’d ever seen. It wasn’t scary or intimidating. It radiated strength and love, warmth and firmness, dedication and honesty. It was a reflection of what I gave him and I knew it was time. No more holding back. I took his free hand and moved it down the center of my body until it reached my stomach and I held it there firmly. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

“Every Master needs an understudy.”

He looked at me studying my expression. Openly, I returned the emotion I saw in his eyes, hoping I wasn’t imagining it. The corner of his lips turned upwards and his boyish grin was a good indication of how our son would look.

“Every submissive needs to find new ways to give more of herself.”

“Yes, Sir. I have.”

“And it’s so fucking beautiful.”

Warmth exploded over me and I squealed. He let go of my hair just as I jumped onto him, knocking him over, onto the floor. I kissed him repeatedly and he chuckled. I stared down at him and he looked up into my eyes.

“Did you think I wouldn’t be happy?”

I blushed and looked away from his gaze.

“Punishing you tonight will be the highlight of my day.” He remarked before spanking my bare ass.

I squeaked, caught off guard.

“Yes, Sir.”

He rolled us over pinning me to the floor. I moaned, submitting fully to the sexiest man in the planet. He stared down at me as he ground his pant cladded hips into my bare ones. His bulge signaled just how much he wanted me. He released one hand to unfasten his pants and to slide inside of me in one sweep. I’d wanted him all day despite my nervousness. Holding me down had focused all of my desire to the pulsing muscles in my cunt. I was beyond ready. I arched my back at the intrusion welcoming every inch of him.

“No need for a condom is there?”

“No Sir.” I whispered.

My body already had spasms wrecking it. He tilted his hips, realigning mine. I felt him deeper than I could ever recall. He put his hands back into mine pinning me completely. As he worked his hips grinding into me I felt marked. It was the first time that we’d never used protection. The sentiment wasn’t lost on me, giving meaning to the new tears sliding into the hair at my temples. Deep thrusts were welcomed by my body. I quivered, barely able to hang on to the lust building inside.

“You’re mine. Your body is mine. The child growing inside of you is mine. Your desires belong to me. Your happiness, it’s mine too.”

“Yes!” I moaned loudly. “Please, may I?”

He leaned down to my ear and his panting drove me insane with need. I was so wet, coating us with enough of my nectar to feed an army. Finally, he spoke between gritted teeth.

“You’ll come with me. Only then will I allow you to release your need for me. Mine!”

Harder he took me. Faster. Wilder. It was so intense that I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began. His hips bucked and he snarled as his released took over his body. Right there with him, I gave in to the call of his seed.

“Yours!” I screamed while releasing.

“Fuck!” I shouted. Another orgasm ripped from him and I whimpered encouragingly.

Time moved, we didn’t. Gasping, panting, and trying to ride the high of the best sex. Eventually, he rolled to my side and pulled me close. I nestled in and closed my eyes content.

“You’re still getting punished tonight. Right after I finish up the beef stew.”

I smiled. “Yes, Sir.”

“That wasn’t wine in that glass was it? Another infraction?”

I shook my head smiling wider. “Cranberry juice.”

He hummed in approval. “My good girl.”

“Yes. Yours.”

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5.5.2016: More

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More

“Strip.”

I turned to see her closing the door of the hotel room. Was I mistaken? Had she spoken or was I hearing things? I opened my mouth to speak but she held up her hand halting the action.

“Strip. I hate repeating myself.”

I put my things on the table next to where I stood. Exhaling, I hoped that my nerves would calm before she got to this point. She could be quite demanding but I thought that I’d have a second to warm up to her presence.

“I’m adding up the infractions as you hesitate. Please, take your time. I’ve got all night to punish you.”

I shook my head trying to get myself in motion but I couldn’t make myself obey. Was it stage freight? I exhaled slowly once again. It wasn’t her. It had just been so long since…

I watched each step that she took toward me. It was precise, controlled, and calculating. She was the tigeress and I was her prey. She stalked me in a circle, moving steadily. I didnt dare to look up into her eyes for fear of what I would see. Her will surrounded me intimidating my rebellious nature that once engulfed the room. Her dominance reached out to caress my submission making me pant in need.

“There she is.” She taunted. “Bring her out to play, My treaure.”

I melted at the endearment knowing that I was going to give her anything that she wanted. Her face invaded my space as she sniffed the side of my neck.   She moved closer dragging the tip of her nose across my neck. I held back my moans trying not to break under pressure.

“Your clothing is filthy and better not touch my face. Not a surprise since they are on a dirty girl.”

I groaned. Embarrassment reddened my cheeks as my sex pulsed from the compliment. When her nose moved down toward my collar, I hurriedly unbuttoned it and slid it from my arms without grazing her. She licked over the swell of my ripe breasts and my brain short circuit. She kissed and sucked causing me to purr in response. I wanted her to continue, needed her to so badly that I almost forgot to remove my bra. Quickly, I removed it before she reached the edges of the black lace, pulling it behind me to dispose. Heat encased my nipple seconds before I threw my head back to thrust my chest outward. I couldn’t breathe and still I tried to beg for more. I was suspended on edge as she teased the the second most sensitive part of my body. The orgasm that my body craved began to coil slowly, wickedly. Whimpers escaped when she switched to the other waiting peak. Moisture pooled between my thighs demanding the attention of her mouth there as well. I shivered in need of more knowing she’d take her time. Whatever that meant.

She licked down the valley between my globes of euphoria to my soft belly. The tingling ceased when she nipped me causing me to giggle in content. I started to protest when I realized that my skirt was in her way. I reached behind me, unzipped, and then let it ease to the floor. I then lowered my panties and was about to remove my garter when her groan stopped me.

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“Leave the garter, thigh highs, and heels.”  She instructed. I nodded afraid to disturb her perusing.

Kisses to my thighs and hips prepared me for kiss to my mound just before her tongue reached for my folds. A firm slap to my ass put me in gear to part my legs and then her tongue delved into the slices of my forbidden fruit. My legs grew weaker lick by lick. I reached for something to hold on to and found that her shoulders were my only life line.  I held on heaving, writhing.

She stood suddenly, pushing my back against the nearest wall. My leg was raised over her hip just before I was penetrated by the cock she retrieved from her open fly. Black to match her pants, I almost didn’t see it before I was filled. I screamed as a new wave of pleasure filled me. She moved inside me easily, steadily, and taking all she needed.

I panted, begged, thanked and even moved my hips to take more of her. The building speed of my orgasm increased and I welcomed it. I chanted her name like she was a God that I needed to repent to. I grew closer to the edge and just before I could come, she pulled out.

“No!” I exclaimed.

She grabbed my hair and pulled me to the desk. Sitting me on top, she roughly spread my legs and entered me again. I arched my back into her thrusts helping me to regain my footing on the pending orgasm. She never let go of my hair and she smacked the sides of my breasts. I crooned for even more. She let go of my hair and lifted my legs to her shoulders. My thighs trembled as she hit the most delicious spot.
I held on to the desk guiding my orgasm as it pounded it’s way to the surface. Just before release she slid out again.

“No!” I cried. Huge temper tantrum tears slid down my face at the denial. Her chuckle was mockery that I hated and craved at the same damn time.
She turned me on to my stomach, bent over the desk.

“What a fine sight.” She spanked me thoroughly. Sparing nothing and it too fed my desires.

Shame dripped from my cunt putting me in just the right state of mind. This was her game to play. She made the rules. I was merely the board she chose to play on. Again she entered me when I was nice and primed with painfully awakened skin that burned in the most devine ways. Hard deep thrusts were delivered to my sensitized cunt. My face was a mess of tears that begged of forgiveness and mercy.

Her motions hastened. My heart rate increased. She was seconds from her orgasm and so was I. I arched my back and gripped her cock. My moans turned in to screams as she delivered more blows. She pulled my hair and leaned forward.

“Hold that orgasm, dirty girl. It’s not permitted.”

I screamed in shock as she bucked away. My orgasm mounted and I struggled to fight it back. Her moans were just as loud as mine and it stirred me on. Not good. I held on to the desk praying for a respite.

“Please.” I begged. But my pleas went unanswered.

I cried harder wanting to obey. The harder I begged to more it aroused her. I heard the hitch in her moan as she came hard and loud. Shock settled in as her movements ceased and she leaned over me spent from her orgasm. Panting  and groaning helped me not as I stared at the wall in disbelief. She stood pulling out of me and my juices trickled down my legs.  Used.

Seconds turned into minutes. Minutes into moments. I heard her disposing of the strap-on she wore and then fixing her clothes.

“Put your clothes back on, treasure. I’m starving and you’re taking me for food.”

Obediently I did as I was told. Hesitancy had left my psyche the moment she’d taken over. Dressed I walked to the door where she stood waiting. I hadn’t been allowed to clean myself making me feel more used.

She pinned me to the wall giving me the best reward. Kisses were pulled from me letting me know just how pleased she was. She tasted of me but still all her.  She gripped my ass giving me promises of more later. The tenderness from my spanking would keep the sexual hum alive and well through dinner.

“Mine.”

I whimpered while nodding as I lay my head on her shoulder.

“Yours.”

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4.28.2016: Sinful

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Sinful

On my knees I waited. It seemed to be that I’d never earn his touch. I knew that he was nearby because his scent drifted to me with every breeze from the open window. My eyes were shielded by the thick material that he’d placed around my head to cover just my sight. Even then, I’d been deprived from his touch. I’d whined but he continued going about his way. The leather restraints were lined with the smoothest material and the only caresses that I’d endured.

I wore only a red sheer sheet that covered everything but left nothing to his imagination. Why was red chosen? Not because it was his favorite color but because I looked sinful to him in it. The kind of sin that drew people back to it repeatedly, that’s what he always said. I was happy to know that wherever he was, he was struggling just as much as I. That is what gave me the strength I’d sought. I rested back on my heels just before griping my restraints and lowering my top half to the floor with my hands in front of my head. There, I waited.

I heard the hiss from his lips and my swollen with need cunt began to throb essentially. More dripping nectar displayed just how badly I wanted him. He approached me slowly, so slowly that my nipples tightened in anticipation. Ached. When he finally reached me, he lifted my head until I met his lips. He took from me what I desperately gave, abusing my lips with his frenzied kisses. Reveling in his attentions, I whimpered needing his touch more than I could ever explain. His hand found my neck and griped it, pulling me to my feet. I followed being led more so by his lips and hold than any reality.

His hand parted my thighs, his fingers my folds. He groaned into my mouth feeling just how much I needed him. He pulled on my clit, spanked it, and pinched it. My legs went weak but his hold on me kept me from falling. Again, he repeated his actions until my cunt was so sensitive that each action pulled me further under his command. I trembled, distraught and painfully aware of how close to the brink he was drawing me. He griped my cunt in his hand, holding on to me while he spanked my ass until it too was tender. My hands rested against his chest and my head was thrown back in exotic misery.

I was shifted and sat on top of a hard surface. The sheer material was pulled from me awakening the skin in its path. I sat awkwardly, a bit drunk until I felt his mouth around my nipple. I groaned loud and he teased and taunted it until its peek was stiffened. When his lips were removed I felt a bite replacing it. I squealed and squirmed trying to fight the clover from its hold. The firm slap against my thigh stilled me. I felt the other nipple as he pulled it into his mouth. It was hard to enjoy it as much knowing what was to come but the sinister bastard was prepared for that. He sucked and pulled my nipple with his teeth drawing my aroused state to the front of my mind.

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I wreathed against him panting. Just when I thought I’d tip the scale, he removed his mouth and attached the second clamp. It took everything in me not to squirm. He pulled the connecting chain and the tears spilled forth. The space around my nose allowed them to stream. I felt his warm tongue as he licked my tears from my lips before they reached the crease of my lips. He groaned in approval before placing the chain between my lips for me to hold.

I shook harder and hoped that I could remain still. He pulled me from the table and then bent me over it. I raised my head pulling my nipples unintentionally, wincing. I had no time to recover as he entered me hard and in one go. My orgasm reemerged and rode me hard. I held on tightly hoping to last. My ponytail was grabbed and pulled at the same time that his hand wrapped around my throat. My orgasm ripped through me and I lost conscious thought of anything as pain and pleasure filled me. I gripped my hands into fists that would probably leave bruises, my nails drawing blood. I flew, riding the endorphins and the clouds that distorted my sense of reality for who knows how long.

Strong hands massaged my muscles, I moaned wondering if this is what heaven was like. I struggled to open my eyes but I felt my lips being pulled. I opened for a kiss and tasted him along with something chocolate coating his tongue. I moaned trying to get more. The combination was wicked and I knew now what he meant about being sinful.

“More.” I begged when he pulled away.

He chuckled. “My ravenous girl.”

I nodded and waited. I wasn’t disappointed when he kissed me again. When I realized my hands were still cuffed, I put them around his neck locking him in place. He chuckled against my lips and rolled on top of me. I moaned in approval. Sinful!

 

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