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“Rylan, I don’t know what you’re doing, but let me down,” I tell him, keeping myself under control.
“This is more about you than me,” he tells me.
“I’m tied to the ceiling, Rylan!” He chuckles as he stands in front of me, holding his cock to my lips. I think about sticking my tongue out and running it across the tip, but I don’t. I wait.
“Are you comfortable?” he asks. I’m not uncomfortable it’s just different more than anything.
“Yeah. It’s just kind of weird.”
“What do you feel?”
“Some parts of me are tingling,” I admit to him. He smiles and says, “Good girl.”
He presses his cock to my lips once more, and this time, I open for him. He takes a small step forward before gripping the back of my head to hold me in place. Then he begins to move in and out of my mouth. I close my eyes and savor the taste of him on my tongue as he slowly fucks my mouth.
This isn’t like Rylan. He’s rough, he’s hard on me, and he doesn’t ease up like this. It’s a little unnerving not knowing what he has planned or why he’s being this way. I want to ask him but I don’t.
Rylan keeps fucking my face, the rope causing me to sway slightly, but Ry keeps a good hold on me. After a few minutes, he turns into the Rylan I know and crave. He shoves his cock down my throat until I gag. He holds it there, cutting off my air supply as tears fill my eyes. I’m doing my best to remain in control, but this is hard. Just when I feel like I’m going to pass out, he pulls out of me, and I gasp for air.
“You’re so damn beautiful, Syn. Your mouth, your pussy, your whole body was made just for me, right? For me to tie up, for me to use, for me to fuck.” His words cause heat to rush to my core, and I try to squeeze my legs together, but they’re spread wide open, and the ropes give me no room to move. Ry slaps my face with his cock before he moves next to me. His fingers caress my skin where the ropes allow. I want to ask questions but not right now. I’m too turned on by what he’s doing to me. I never once thought I’d like to be restrained like this, but with Ry, it all seems so right.
His fingers come to my ass, and he gently massages the cheeks. I groan because I can’t stop myself. It feels so amazing. I shift a little, and the ropes drag across my nipples, causing me to moan louder.
“Doesit feel good, Syn?”
“It feels amazing,” I admit. That earns me a growl as his fingers slide into me. My pussy is soaked, I can feel it, and I’m not even ashamed. Rylan’s fingers stroke me softly, gently, in and out. It’s not enough. I need more. I try to push my ass out toward him, but I can’t, and he laughs.
“Greedy little pussy of yours wants me, doesn’t it, Syn? It’s fucking dripping onto my floor.”
“Please, Ry,” I beg him. I don’t care either. The heat in my center is almost too much to handle. I need something. I need more than what he’s giving me right now.
“I fucking love it when you beg, Syn. You sound like such a good girl, did you know that?” he says, continuing the slow torture of my pussy. I can’t see behind me but I feel when he moves. Then his mouth is licking me. I gasp and try to arch my back, but there’s nowhere for me to go. His tongue runs from my slit to my asshole, circling it and then going back down. I shudder from the pleasure I feel.
“You like that, baby?” he asks.
“Yes,” I reply breathlessly. He does it again and again; my body is trembling. Just when I think I can’t take anymore, Ry stops, and I moan at the loss. Ry is quiet behind me when I hear him pop the top of something. Then I feel cool liquid slide from my ass to my pussy, and drip onto the floor. Then his fingers are massaging the liquid into my ass and pussy. He shoves his fingers inside me before pulling them out quickly.
He moves behind me, and I feel something cold touch my ass.
“Relax, Syn,” he tells me. I do my best to relax as something circles my asshole before slowly sliding in. He doesn’t shove it quickly. He takes his time to work it inside me, allowing me to adjust. “That’s a good girl, baby. Take it all the way in your ass for me,” he urges, causing bumps to form on my flesh. I love when he talks to me like that. Don’t get me wrong, I love it when he’s rough with me, too, but this? This is something different.
He inches the toy into my ass until it’s fully inside me. Then I feel his cock at my pussy, and I panic. There’s no way I can take both at the same time. No way in hell.
“Ry, that’s too much,” I tell him.
“Relax, baby. I promise I’m not going to hurt you this time.” His words wash over me, and I find myself wanting him to hurt me. What the hell is wrong with me?
“Ry?”
“You want it to hurt, Syn? Is that what you want?”
“I … I don’t know.” He eases his cock inside me, and I feel so goddamn full. With the toy in my ass and his cock in my pussy, I’m gasping for air already.
“Just breathe, Syn.” I do as I’m told and breathe, taking deep breaths or as much as the rope will allow me to. Then I feel him move. Ry’s hands grip my hips as he begins to fuck me. I swing from the ropes, but his grip is firm. He holds me in place as he takes me.
With every thrust of his cock inside me, the dildo thrusts into me too. I’ve never in my life felt the kinds of sensations I feel right now. I feel full. I fell alive. I feel like I’m floating on a fucking cloud of ecstasy. The burn in my stomach becomes too much, too intense.
“Rylan! It’s too much!” I cry out. He doesn’t stop. He fucks me faster, harder, and without a doubt deeper.
