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“I don’t know,” I whispered as he began to stroke me with his thick fingertips, spreading my legs wide with his other hand.
“Let’s find out,” he said in a voice ragged with arousal.
I wished I could reach out and touch him, see his reaction, but I was under his complete control. His hands clamped down on my thighs, holding them wide open as he began to lick my pussy in long, moaning strokes. He ate me like he was dying for my taste, and I clenched up all over, my back arching as my orgasm had me jerking beneath his tongue. Soon my moans became whimpers as he continued to suck my oversensitive clit, the hurt overlapping the good sensations until I didn’t know up from down. In the darkness, without the benefit of touch, all I could do was feel whatever Tyler wanted me to feel.
It was lovely.
Exactly what I wanted and needed.
“Daddy,” I whispered, as my body jerked beneath his sucking mouth. “Oh, Daddy that feels so good.”
“There’s my sweet princess,” he grunted as his fingers began to stroke my clit. “Now, be a good girl and hold still for Daddy. This will hurt a little bit, but I promise you’ll like it.”
I nodded and bit my lip, trying to be relax even as a ball of anxiety was growing in the pit of my belly. But it wasn’t a bad worry, it was the good kind—like being at the top of a rollercoaster about to plunge over the side. My nipples throbbed in their clamps, constantly sending little pulses of electricity to my clit. When the clamp gently pressed down on my clit, I gave a little squeak of discomfort, but that was it.
Until Tyler tugged on it somehow. That got my attention, and when I felt something cold and slithery on my tummy, then the bottom of my breasts, my back arched of its own accord. A moment later Tyler’s skilled hands toyed with my breasts, one by one, and I was a moaning mess of need again. The he gripped what I assumed was a chain connecting all three clamps and tugged.
“Oh shit!” I yelped at the triple onslaught of sensation from my pussy and clit.
He gave another jerk, harder this time, and kept me straining upwards for a moment before releasing me back to the bed. “You have a naughty mouth, princess.”
“What are you going to do about it?” I challenged him, needing him to establish full dominance over me, needing him to take control.
Tyler gave an evil chuckle, but he didn’t do anything more with the clamps. I was left alone, my body nearly quivering as I continued to pant, my breathing loud in the big room. When he touched my leg I startled, and kind of rolled into him as the bed dipped with his weight. He quickly had me on my back, and in moments was straddling my chest with his dick pointing at my face.
I knew what that meant.
The chain grew taunt again I could barely see through the bottom of the mask a hint of his thick thigh muscles lightly dusted with golden brown hair.
The chains attached to my nipples and clit pulled again, and Tyler said, “I’ve looped the chains around my cock. Open that dirty mouth for Daddy and suck me.”
I was smiling as he fed me his cock, his calves on either side of my arms and shoulders, pinning me beneath him, making me his helpless slave as I eagerly licked and sucked at the pierced head of his shaft. His groans of pleasure were matched by my moans of satisfaction as he fed me more of his length. I worshiped him with my mouth, thanking him for being a good Daddy in a way I knew he enjoyed. I wanted him to be happy with me, I needed to know I made him feel good, and there was no doubt that I was pleasing him.
As if he sensed my moods, or just liked to talk dirty, Tyler said, “Fuck, your mouth is perfect. Men would kill for a mouth like this. That’s it, princess, suck.”
He let me play with him for a few more moments before pulling back and making the clamps on me go tight, then pushing forward and allowing them to loosen. I writhed beneath him, still pinned by his big body and my bound hands, caught up in the storm he was unleashing within me. The cycle of pleasure and pain, the taste of his precum as he grunted hard, all of it had me desperate for relief.
When he abruptly pulled away, I yelped at the jerk to my poor nipples and clit, but the pressure quickly vanished.
“These are going to hurt when I take them off,” he warned, “so why don’t I give you something else to think about?”
