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She draws in a sharp breath, then sinks her teeth into her lower lip. I gently release it. "Only I get to hurt you, baby, no one else."
She squeezes her eyelids shut before piercing me with an imploring look. "Why do I like it when you say that? Why do I like these strange, torturous things you’re doing to my body? Why do I get so aroused when you treat me with such contempt? Why do I want you to use my body for your pleasure, and only your pleasure?"
Because you’re mine.
Only I’m never going to accept it. I might ravish you. I might ravage your pussy, and your arse, and your mouth, and imprint my touch in every cell of your body, but then… I’m going to let you go. I have to.
She continues to gaze at me, and the sight of her dilated pupils fills me with an urgency I cannot deny anymore. I slide up her body until I’m poised below her tits. I squeeze them together, then slide my cock in the valley between her breasts. My entire body grows rigid. I thrust forward so my cock slides up her cleavage and bumps into her lips. She opens her mouth, licks the crown, and a growl rumbles up my chest. I begin to thrust forward faster, quicker. Each time I push in, I squeeze her breasts so they push down on my shaft, then I penetrate the hot, moist hole of her mouth. She sucks down, then releases, and I pull back. Again and again and again. Sweat sides down my back. My balls hurt. My thighs threaten to cramp, but I don’t stop. Not until her body shudders, and I know she’s close. When she curves her back, squeezes her eyes shut and elongates her neck, I know she’s going to come. That’s when I pull back. I release her tits, grab the two clothing pins I hid from her view, and fasten them to each of her nipples.
She gasps, and her eyelids fly open. She looks down, and the pulse at the base of her throat beats double time. "Y-you…"
"Clamped your nipples with clothes pins."
She pants, then raises her gaze to mine. "Sir, please, Sir," she whimpers.
"How does it feel, Little Dove?"
"It feels like I’m on the edge, like I’m poised at the end of a wave that’s going to crash any moment. Like I’m about to jump off a steep mountain and glide on air currents, circling and soaring until I float to the ground… Sir."
I ease down her body until I’m between her legs. I stare down at her pussy lips spread for me, and her thigh muscles tremble. "You don’t have to be shy in front of me, sweet thing. I’ve never seen anything more delicious, more beautiful than your cunt weeping and calling out for my attention. Do you want me to lick up your slit, Little Dove? Do you want me to stab my tongue inside your pussy and suck your life through your hole? Would you like me to slurp at your rosette while I’m at it? Maybe stuff my huge cock inside your tight little back hole and show you a forbidden pleasure you’d have never imagined otherwise."
"Oh, god," she wheezes.
"The only name that should emerge from your lips is mine, you feel me, baby?"
She nods. "Oh, Sir, please, Sir. I want it, Sir."
I cup my palm outside my ear. "What’s that?"
"I want you to fuck me, Sir!" The words burst out of her.
I bare my teeth. "Where do you want me to put my cock, Little Dove?"
"Wherever you please, Sir."
A-n-d, that’s when the remnants of my control dissolve. I pull on the pegs that clamp her nipples. She hisses. I twist them, and she pants. "Sir, oh my goodness. Sir, it’s too much.”
I whisper my fingers over the roll of her stomach. She writhes under me. I toy with her belly button and she arches her back further. I drag my fingers down to her clit. I pinch it, and she cries out. Her eyes roll back in her head. That’s when I pull off the pegs on both her nipples, then her pussy lips.
A full body shudder grips her. I rise up and position my dick at her entrance.
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Penny
His thick, blunt head teases my slit, and a thousand glow-worms seem to stir to life under my skin. The blood rushes to my nipples, fills in the grooves left by the clothespin on my pussy lips. My scalp tightens, and my toes curl. Every part of my body has become extra sensitive. The glow worms under my skin threaten to break through, sending zaps of sensation streaking out to my extremities. I moan and writhe, reduced to making noises that don’t mean anything. Yet, they mean something to him, for he plants one broad palm next to my head, then holding my gaze, he thrusts forward and impales me. The combination of the blood pouring into my throbbing pussy lips, of sensations leaking out from my nipples, and the fullness of his shaft stuffed inside my pussy… It's too much. The climax shudders out from where he’s joined to me.
He pulls out, and it recedes. I push my pelvis up, chasing that feeling of fullness, of him pulsing against the walls of my channel, of him pushing himself inside me. He slides a hand under my butt and squeezes. When I gasp, he pushes the thumb of his free hand inside my mouth. I suck on his digit, and his green eyes flare. He toys with the rosette between my cheeks. I moan. He leans in close enough for his breath to sear my face, for his eyelashes to fan against mine. He holds my gaze, then kicks his hips forward and impales me. I bite down on his finger between my teeth, and he growls, "You’re going to be the death of me."
I shake my head.I don’t want you to die, Sir. I want you to sink into me. To melt into me. To fuse our skin until we become one entity. My heart swells in my chest, growing until it seems big enough to fill my entire body. I strain against my bindings, wanting to get closer.
He seems to understand what I’m saying, for he reaches up and unties the rope. Instantly, I throw my arms about his neck. He continues to fuck me, in-out-in, and I hold onto him. Sweat pours down my chest, so each time his body touches mine and leaves, a sucking sound fills the air. It adds to the erotically charged air that thickens and pulses and pushes down on me. With his next thrust, he brushes up against that secret space deep inside me, and when he curls his thumb in my forbidden hole and looks deep into my eyes and commands, "Come," I shatter at once.
I ride the wave down, down, down. All of my senses vibrate and come alive, and I can feel every last sensation until I crash down. I’m aware of my body pulsing as he thrusts into me one last time and groans as he empties himself. My limbs tremble, I can’t hold onto him anymore. My body slumps. I close my eyes and float.
He stays inside me for a few seconds, his heart thudding strong-hard-fast, while his cock mirrors the pulsing between my inner walls. There’s a soft touch on my forehead, then on one closed eyed, the other, my nose. Then he pulls out. I begin to protest, but he presses a kiss on one corner of my lips. "Let me take care of you." My last recollection is of him untying the ropes around my ankles and carrying me out of his secret room.
When I come to, I’m in his bed in the main bedroom and, swaddled so tightly by his sheets, I know he tucked them around me. Light pours in through the windows. I wriggle my toes and realize I’m no longer wearing my stilettos, and when I stretch, the flesh between my legs protests. My pussy feels sore, my nipples are so sensitive, a shock of sensations floor me when the sheet rubs against them.
