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I stick my tongue all the way in, then pull out only to lustfully lick her clit, suck and nip. I start fucking her with my tongue, then lick her slit again like I mean it, repeating with all the pleasure a pervert would take in his fetish.
“Fuck, Zayne, I’m coming,” she calls, her rhythm increasing. “I’m coming so hard for you.” Her calf muscles protrude as she flexes on the balls of her feet, opening her legs wider. A true goddess, having a shackled, scarred slave eat her pussy. The idea sends me over the edge, and I fucking lose it.
I grab the legs of her chair and drag her closer to me, the chair scraping the floor. She sits up right, her pussy tightening. Maybe I should have cuffed myself to the pipe too, just for good measure, but it’s too late now. My cock is so hard it hurts like a motherfucker, but I won’t stop until she comes all over my face. She resumes her grinding, this time harder, impaling herself on my tongue like she would on my cock, her moves mean, punishing, merciless. I moan with unrestrained pleasure, my eyes rolling back behind my eyelids. Yes, this is exactly what I’ve always wanted. Hot, slick cum spreads over my face as she releases it with a long hiss, as if the orgasm were searing her.
I lose it, unable to stop myself from abusing her with my teeth. I suck and nip and plunge my tongue deep inside her, and when she tries to pull away I drag the chair even closer. I pull too hard at the legs, causing it to disintegrate under her. She yelps in surprise but I catch her in time and pull her to me, her legs wrapping automatically around my hips as I’m kneeling on the concrete floor. We’re both panting, sweating, needing, only that she’s already released some of that pent up urgency, while my cock is still corded with ardor.
She breathes faster while her eyes search mine, her hardened nipples pushed against my scarred chest. She looks down at us and then back up at my eyes, lust clouding hers, her pussy open against my length.
“You have the biggest cock I’ve ever seen, Zayne, even in porn, and I have a hell of a hard time taking it all on–pun intended. But right now I could take you both into my cunt and my ass, and still need more of you.” Brushing away the strands of hair that have fallen over my eyes when she let go, she closes her lips over mine in a gentle, almost worshiping kiss. But I’m a horny-ass dog on a leash, and I can’t help but invade her mouth. Soon our kiss turns into a desperate attempt to consume each other, her hands running wildly all over my shoulders and my back, while I can barely keep myself from crushing her in my arms.
“I want you in all of my holes, fucking the soul out of me,” she says breathlessly when she finally manages to pull herself away enough to gulp in some air. I bare my teeth, ready to eat her alive.
But I’m a man on a shackle, and she likes that. I can tell from the way she looks at me when she grabs my cock at the root with her small hand and squeezes possessively, wanting to own me. I hiss when she strokes her way up, leaning back enough to offer me a view of those perky breasts and her soaked pussy when she positions herself atop my aching cock.
My heart hammers in my chest as she slides down the first few inches, her face scrunching in pain when she reaches me mid-cock.
“Seems like your plans were a bit ambitious,” I say gruffly, and her flaming eyes meet mine. The wet heat between her legs wraps tightly around me, and it’s all I can do not to grab her hips to keep her in place while I shove myself all the way in. Giving her pleasure and pain like only I can do.
But that’s not what this is about.
This is about her taking possession of me and overwriting what was written on my hard drive years ago. It’s why she forces herself down on me despite the pain, grabbing my jaw with one hand and keeping my face up so she can see what she’s doing to me while she’s doing it.
“I want to look into your eyes when I come for you, handsome,” she declares, giving me serious trouble holding myself back. My thighs flex, my balls clenching while my cock drives deeper inside her.
One hand on my jaw and the other one grabbing the pipe I’m shackled to, she gyrates on top of me like she means it. She grows wetter and slicker, coating my cock in her arousal, and it seems the combination of that and the sight of me tips her over the edge. Her pussy tightens around me as her back arches, convulsions tearing through her body. It takes everything in me to keep from spilling myself inside of her, my heard spinning. I’m seeing fucking stars.
But I know she’s not through with me. She breathes hard as she comes down from her climax, her limbs weak and trembling. She claws herself to me for balance, searching my face like she can’t believe the pleasure I just gave her, but she won’t stop here.
“I want you everywhere inside me, Zayne,” she declares, sounding like a woman losing her mind. “I want to feel you in my blood.”
I wince as she slides off my cock, only to move up, still straddling me, and keeping me in place so she can impale her ass on my dick.
I hiss, kicking my head back, the veins in my neck straining against the shackle.
“Damn, woman, you’re going to be the death of me. Nothing has ever felt so good, and nothing ever fucking will.”
I grip her thighs too hard, causing her to yelp and slap my hands off of her with her free hand.
“Grab the pipe to your sides,” she commands breathlessly, and I do as told, knowing that it won’t be long until the metal sheet starts bending under my grip if she keeps this up.
Her pointy nipples call to me like sirens to close my mouth around them, need scorching me on the inside, but the shackle won’t let me go far, and she leans away far enough to make that impossible. She pants, closing her eyes in pain as she forces herself down my shaft, using the abundant wetness from her pussy. I’m tempted to stop her, make sure she doesn’t get hurt, but when I try to pull back her hand clamps down on the root of my cock.
“You’re gonna give me what I want, handsome,” she commands in a breathy voice, sweat covering her chest.
“I just want you to enjoy this, mistress.”
“Oh, I’m enjoying it,” she replies, her eyes now roaming over my scars.
She traces them with her free hand, her brows furrowing. It takes only a few seconds to understand that it’s me who she wants to shower with pleasure. Using the cream from her pussy, she uses it to lubricate her way down my cock until she’s halfway to my balls. Then she starts rolling her hips along my length, leaning forward so she can slide her wet pussy along my lower abs, against the trail of hair leading down to my cock.
I watch fascinated as her eyes roll back, her nipples puckered, her whole body trembling.
“Fuck woman, I’ll never get enough of this,” I growl, the pipe groaning under my squeeze. It takes all of my self-control now to grab her.
She rides me relentlessly, her ass gyrating onto my cock like Doomsday is coming, and this is the last time she can have me. The pipe screams as I squeeze harder, watching this beautiful goddess finally taking her rightful position–on top of me, submitting me to her desires. Taking what she wants and torturing me in the process, washing away what happened all those years ago. Her enthralled face replaces all of those sneering masks, the sight of her luxuriating in our sensual union smashing the past into smithereens. And, when she comes all over my happy trail, grabbing my jaw with her small hand and crushing her lips against mine, stars explode in my head.
This woman is an experience in herself, one I want to bask in for the rest of my existence. The pipe cracks under my grip, air hissing out of it. The sound accompanies her moans of pleasure and my own as they mingle together, her cum spreading slickly over my lower abs while mine fills her ass. It must hurt, my cock growing even bigger as it throbs inside her, but all she takes from it is more fuel for her orgasm.
