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I lock her other leg in place, and as she struggles again, her eyes widen at the realization that with every movement, the bar gets wider and will not retract. Whoever designed this needs a raise. Then, once her legs are fully spread, I use the bottom restraints on the bed and lock her in place, leaving the bar still connected to her ankles since I’ll be using it later.
I pull out what I plan to use as a blindfold from my back pocket, and when she sees the lace panties that Ryan took from her, she goes to speak, but at the last moment, I stick it in her pretty mouth.
“Shhh, I stole them from him and have fucked them every night since. How does my cum taste on your tongue?” She moans as I walk back to the dresser and get a proper blindfold out of the drawer. To my surprise, she keeps her panties in her mouth, which makes my cock hard.
I kiss the thin, sensitive skin on her wrist and trail up to her neck. The irony is not lost on her as she giggles, and the word, “Addams” comes from her mouth muffled by her gag. I cover her eyes and tie the blindfold behind her head.
“I want you to moan pretty for me with all I am about to do to you. But don’t worry, your virginity will not be tarnished until you are begging to give it to me.”
She nods, and I grab the rest of the toys I will be using while she is still upright and place them behind her on the bed so I can reach what I need.
With my knife, I start cutting her clothes off of her body, and as the air hits her exposed skin, she lets out a gasp. Her perfect body is in front of me, and it is taking everything I have to not leave my branding all over it. But make no mistake, I will mark her and make it known that she is mine. Her round hips, thick, juicy thighs, and the rolls that lead up to her voluptuous breasts are to be admired and worshiped.
The flogger is first. I lightly move the whip straps along her body, and goosebumps rise. She lets out a small whimper as the sensation overtakes her. I get to her ass, still covered by another set of lace panties, these I won't have to steal. I hit her with the straps lightly at first, but when she makes no movements of pleasure, I go again, this time slightly harder.
Still nothing.
She is toying with me, and I don't like it. I whip her again, and this time, she jolts forward, pulling the restraints taut, and moans like the angel she is.
I lean over to the bed and pick up the wireless vibrator and its remote. I run my fingers along her panty line, and she quivers at the heat my fingertips bring. I pull forward on the hem and reach my other hand with the device down, and lightly graze her sensitive folds as I tickle her clit with my finger and place the vibrator. Removing my hand, she twists her hips slightly at the foreign object against her most sensitive center. I turn it on and watch as the rhythmic vibrations make her tremble.
I set the remote to the side, grabbing and taking what I want. I leave no part of her body untouched by my hands. Leaving bruises in my wake.
She is ravenous, and as she begins the climb to the peak of her orgasm. She hits her high, spits the panties out of her mouth, and lets out the most beautiful sound I have ever heard. I grab the remote once more and turn it up three notches higher.
Her body spasms from the added sensations. She screams at the top of her lungs but doesn’t tell me to stop. With her body convulsing and her orgasm dying off, I turn off the device and retrieve my little friend. Her juices covering every inch leads me to believe my little slut is a squirter, and that pleases me very much.
I take her blindfold off as I want her to see this next part. “The next time I taste you, you will be coming on my tongue.” I lift the vibrator to my lips and lick it clean. She tastes amazing, like sunshine and sin.
“I don’t know how much more I can take,” she admits.
“Baby, we have yet to begin.”
twenty-three
abigail
InalltheyearsI have been alive, not once did I ever imagine I would be losing my virginity in such a way, especially to Parker. But the things he is doing to me, the way he has my body responding to him, I would give him my life served up on a gold and silver platter. This man could take my last breath from me, and I would thank him and then stalk him in the afterlife.
“Round two,” he says as he frees me from the confines of my bra and rips my panties from my body. I stand there in front of him in the “X” position, restrained and now exposed for him to see all of me, and he takes it all in, licking his lips like a rabid animal looking at its prey. “I suppose it’s my turn now,” he says as he takes a few steps back from me and starts to slowly trace the line of muscles down his stomach to the V-cut along his hips, fingers landing on his belt and in one fell swoop of his hand the belt comes undone and he is pulling it out of his pant loops fast.
“Do you trust me?” he asks. I nod because, at this point, forming actual words and having them leave my mouth is impossible with a God before me, for I am not worthy of the body or the man.
He comes over, tightening his belt in his hands with one snap, making my body tingle at the sight and what is to come. He takes it and drapes it over my neck, looping the end through the metal clasp and pulling it to where it is snug around my neck as if I were a bitch and he, my master.
He pulls tighter, cutting off my air as stars dance in my vision. The room goes black, he releases the tension, and I gasp for life.
Damn, that was hot as fuck.Do it again.I think to myself.
He leaves the belt around my neck as he starts to take his pants off. Slowly and almost as if he wants to savor the moment. I see him for all he is. He looks at me before taking down his boxers, and what I see has me in a pool of my undoing as Parker Stevens may just be the death of me. What I see is nothing short of a cock that could have only been molded by the Gods. As his rock-solid seven-inch, thick, curved upward cock springs free from its prison, I see the smile Parker has at my reaction to him. “You like what you see, baby?”
“I need you. If begging is what you want, release me, and I will worship you on my knees,” I plead, but my words fall on deaf ears.
He chuckles in reply, “Patience is a virtue.”
“Patience, my ass. Parker, you can’t just…” My words are cut off and lost in my throat as Parker reaches over to the left bedpost and pulls a lever I did not even know was there. My legs and feet are lifted off the ground, and my arms are moved back at an angle. I am in the air, and how this bed is keeping me of all people up and not breaking is some craftsmanship I can appreciate even as I’m freaking the fuck out.
“Parker, let me down right now! Parker!” He pushes the lever fully back, and the bars I am connected to hitch in a rolling bar that now has me completely flat floating above the bed. He walks over to the front of the bed and pulls down the tapestry that was being disguised as a headboard. But what I see behind it takes the air out of my lungs.
