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“Now put your hands behind your back and interlace your fingers. Don’t unlock them until I say you can.”
It’s a concession compared to the painful metal handcuffs I wish to put on her, but in the circumstances, I will tolerate it.
“You’re lucky I’m letting you see,” I say. “In exchange, you’ll look up at me. You’ll keep your eyes on me at all times. Understood?”
She bows her head, the first vague sign that she understands the tiniest thing about submission.
“Open that pretty little mouth for me. Show me the tongue that’s going to give me pleasure.”
She acquiesces, parting her perfect plump lips and holding out her pink tongue for me.
“Just the head, Indigo.”
She nods and I edge the tip of my cock downwards, groaning as it enters into contact with her tongue. I slide it from side to side before her lips, full and inviting, close around the head.
She edges her mouth a little further, moaning as she does before beginning to suck on the dome firmly, closing her eyes for a moment. Upon my low growl, she opens them, reaching for my gaze again.
She exhales pleasure as she pulls back and begins to use her tongue, licking the underside, the sides, the very tip, moaning as she tastes what I know is precum I feel leaking from me.
“Do you like the taste?” I ask.
She wraps her lips around the head, sucking on it, letting out long breaths of relief as if the sensation pacifies her. As her eyes close tightly, as if savoring the taste of me, my hands tense as I restrain them from punishing her for disobeying my orders by grabbing her hair with both hands and fucking her mouth so roughly that she can feel me in her throat for a week; from blindfolding her so that every sense is consumed by the taste and feel of me in her mouth; from tying her to the bedposts and leaning her head over the side of the mattress so that I can fuck her throat at my leisure; from placing her into a harness, tipping her upside down as I turn her mouth into my own private fuck hole.
Stopping myself from doing what I want to her feels like torture and my fingers, itching to fist her hair, instead slide under the milky silk of her chin, lifting it a little so that she peers up as she most enthusiastically tends to the dome of my cock with her greedy little tongue as if famished for it, as if the fucking thing is bringing her back to life… or erasing something else.
She strokes the underside, the sides, the top, sucking on the head, moaning more loudly, and as my balls contract and I feel more precum leak out, she inhales a sharp breath, closing her eyes, stopping all movement, seeming to need the taste.
Her tongue continues its work more reverentially than I thought her capable of, licking every meager drop of precum from me in fervent strokes, her body shuddering as she withdraws her mouth and watches me as she swallows, causing the taunting image of me shooting my cum deep down her welcoming little throat to explode through my mind.
She sits back onto her heels, closing her eyes, her body quivering as if in relief, as if caught in some rippling wave rolling tension from her body. I’ve never seen a sight quite like it. It makes me want to know every single fucking thing she’s ever seen, ever known, ever felt…
As her eyes open, she stares at me, her hands uncoupling as she turns, reaches for the bed, using the post to push herself to her feet.
“Indigo.”
She climbs onto the bed, before reaching for my neck and leaning her weight into me, jumping, knowing full well I’ll catch her as she wraps her legs around my waist and slides downwards, caught by my hands which cup her ass.
“Indigo.” The rough warning rasps through the air. “What the fuck are you doing?”
Her lips caress my neck as she breathes into it fast. “I don’t know,” she whispers. “I’ve never done this before… like this. I just… I need you. Please.”
“I’ve warned you about taking control from me.”
“Please,” she repeats. “I need you. I’m in pain.”
The desperation in her voice dampens the wrath I feel at being so out of control. I close my eyes as I inhale the scent of her hair, my cock throbbing at the thought of that open wet pussy inches from it.
“I want you to listen to me,” I whisper, aware of how many times I’ve repeated myself. “I can’t offer anything other than this night.”
“I’m not asking you to,” she responds, gripping me tightly. “Just… please… fuck me. Very, very hard. So hard that I can barely move afterwards. Or remember anything. Just use my body whichever way you want to.”
As she uses her hands and legs to jolt herself and slide down further, kept up only by the self-restraint of my hands which lift her ass cheeks, stopping my cock from impaling the tight cunt waiting for it, I grip her tightly with one hand reaching over and pulling my wallet from the back pocket of my pants lying on the chair.
I pull out a sheathe, and find its wrapper with my other hand, as she uses her strength to cling onto me. I pull the wrapper open and draw out the condom, jolting her up a little so that I can gently roll it onto my greedy dick. No sooner is it on than she pushes down with her hands against my shoulders and finds the head with the entrance to her pussy.
“Fuck,” I mutter as the dome breaches and my shaft begins to pry apart the tight glossy walls of her eager pussy, unable to resist the offering.
I release her weight a little and she slides down all the way to the root, moaning at the invasion of her tiny body.
