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But it’s Kaden’s cock in my ass that’s the focal point.
It’s so damn much, I don’t know how to process the fullness.
Not that I’m surprised—Kaden inside of me has always been a pussy-breaking experience. Stuffed inside my near-virginal ass, and it’s a whole other level.
He begins fucking me. The first few thrusts start at a slow, reasonable pace. He saws in and out of me, leaving his head inside, before repeating the motion.
I sway in my leather binds, my eyes squeezing shut in my search for pleasure. If he’d take the clitoral clamp off, I’d surely come. That would do the trick—I’d be so relieved as my tiny nerve-endings radiated pleasure, I’d be distracted.
Though it’s undeserved. As far as Kaden’s concerned, I don’t get to come.
At leastyet.
The point of fucking me like this is so that I feel every rough drag of his hips. I do as he picks up speed, as his thrusts dig deeper and become more brutal. If he ever planned to go easy for my first time, he’s finished taking that into consideration.
Kaden pumps into me at a hard, unforgiving pace. His long fingers clench my hips, and he ploughs into me, forcing his dick inside my tight hole.
I whine and grunt and do my best to bear it.
The wild fire inside roars to life with flames that burn even hotter than before. It’s endless desire and desperation rolled into one that leaves me shuddering and seeking more.
More punishment. More dominance. More of Kaden’s cock sinking deeper.
We become a perfect duet of his savage thrusts and grunts and my delirious whimpers as I open up and take it.
Heat sears over my skin. It makes me slick and dewy to the touch. Kaden grips me harder, with bruising fingers, and lifts me off the ground. There’s enough slack in the chain that he’s able to hold me up at the height he needs. My legs bend at the knee and his arms hook under my thighs.
I’m supported not only by my binds, but by the cruel, dominating man fucking my ass with careless abandon.
He impales me with every inch of his dick, reaching a depth that’s so deep it does something to me. Unlocks some new level in the pain/pleasure matrix. My whole body quakes, propped up by his muscled arms as he bounces me on his dick.
Tiny blips of pleasure have begun to pulse through me. I gratefully accept them, so needy and starved that a crumb feels like an entire meal.
Kaden’s breathing is ragged. He’s losing control. His composure falls away and he fucks into me like a madman.
We’ve become two creatures so desperate we’ve spiraled. Nothing in this moment is more important than the intense feelings we’re wreaking out of each other’s bodies.
“I’m going to come, little lamb,” he pants against my neck, his breath warm and arousing. “I’m going to come and fill up your fat ass.”
It’s a mystery to even me why I continue answering him. But I do—as he pumps into me at a manic pace and warns me of what’s to come, I babble another incoherent response.
Then everything I know is turned upside down. I’m blown into pieces.
Kaden grunts as he fucks into me harder and more punishing than ever. He’s about to come. Before he does, his hand finds my pussy and he rips the clamp off my clit.
I squeal and squirm at the sudden loss of pressure. Then I’m spinning from the even more sudden rush of blood. It knocks into me at once, restoring true feeling to my clit, and setting off its thousands of nerve endings.
My body is enveloped in a giant wave of paralyzing tingles for several seconds to come. All radiating from my sex to every other part of me.
I’ve never come so hard. So intensely that I’m questioning reality as everything spins and I see spots before my eyes.
AndstillKaden fucks me. He fucks my ass so thoroughly, so roughly, that as he finally lets go and sinks deep, I comeagain. His hot seed releases into my rear hole and triggers my spasming pussy into another orgasm.
We’re both groaning and shuddering, out of breath and buzzing from what’s happened. It takes Kaden a while before he pulls out of me. I’m so spent, most of my weight is held up by the chains; my legs are like jelly and refuse to do any work holding myself up.
I sway precariously left then right and left again.
He dresses first, ensuring he’s neat and composed. Then he returns to his authoritative stance in front of me. He unlatches the ball gag and unclenches the nipple clamps, setting both aside.
