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Pressing his hands on my shoulders, he gently pushed me down to sit on the bed. Then he kneeled and spread my legs wide.
“I’m locking your legs open,” he explained before lifting a belt I hadn’t seen coming from the bedpost and fastening my left leg to it. I tried to move it but wasn’t able to. He did the same to the right and laid me back. With my hands bonded to my thighs and my spread legs restrained, I was open for him. He had me bound. I gave myself over to his will.
Paul stretched out on the bed next to me. I shuddered when his hand caressed my breasts. A whimper left my mouth as he kneaded them in his hands. He added his mouth, nipping and sucking until my breasts started to ache and throb. I twisted in the binds to try to move away and winced as he pinched the tips, then moaned when he soothed the pain with a swipe of his tongue.
“Paul, what are you doing?” I scowled at him and whimpered, attempting to twist away from him, but he ignored me. Instead, he kept up his erotic repetition.
“You’ll feel these nipples all day tomorrow,” he groaned in pleasure. That was when I realized what Paul planned to do to me. My heart pounded, and I tensed all over.
“Paul,” I pleaded, and he paused, his lips wet, his lids heavy. He was enjoying tormenting me.
“Do you want to go to sleep instead of continuing your punishment?”
I pressed my lips together, and he tsked.
He left my breasts and swirled his tongue in my belly button. My breathing increased as he reached my mound, and I started to move. I moaned in pleasure as he traced his tongue around my clitoris. He swirled his tongue through my slick folds. I started to pant and arch as he traced, again and again, trying to lift my hips, but groaned when I couldn’t move. But Paul didn’t stop; he kept going. I could feel the tension growing from the delicious glides of his tongue against my most intimate parts. My blood was hot in my veins, and my body swelled with the need to come. I was naked and exposed under Paul’s apt attention. Nothing ever got past him for long. He knew my body and knew how to make me come. He lapped, then stopped. He tugged and sucked on my breast, then stopped. He licked above my clit and watched me arch, pant, and pull on the binds, and then he moved away.
“Your sweet pussy is dripping, baby,” he breathed, licking the top of my thigh. “Say your safe word, and I’ll let you go.”
“Will you fuck me if I do?” I asked breathlessly.
“No. I won’t.”
I mewled, closing my eyes.
My pulse picked up when I heard him unfasten his belt buckle, and less than a minute later, I felt the heat of his bare cock on my thigh. I moaned aloud as he rubbed the head against my wet cunt.
“You need my cock, Nadia,” he purred.
My inner walls clenched painfully with desire. “Please,” I hissed as sweat broke across my body. But he kept going. I wanted him so much that I begged for his compassion. But he had none.
My need had reached a fever pitch.
I was delirious, sweating and drifting as he continued to play with me. But there wasn’t a thing Paul could do to me to make me tell him to stop. There wasn’t anything Paul could do to me that I wouldn’t take from him. His needs were my own.
When he said I was his, that was what I wanted to be.
He climbed on top of me and kissed my lips hard, thrusting his tongue deep into my mouth with absolute control. I moaned, feeling his weight surrounding me. I craved him. He had me.
“Damn, you’re stubborn. I can’t resist those soft tits and that hot cunt.”
He unclipped my legs and lifted them onto his shoulders, lining his cock at my center. Then he thrust forward with a loud grunt. My inner muscles were swollen tight and squeezed his cock tight in my grip. My moan was as loud as a scream, the climax shocking and fast. The explosion of bliss tunneled through my body as he moved in sweet, delicious, sensual thrusts.
“You’re mine to fuck.”
“Yes.”
I am, Paul. Please do what you want with me.
Paul picked up his pace as I continued to spasm, over and over. My body was unable to stop tingling and vibrating.
I cried out his name again and again as he drove deeper inside me. The sensation was so intense it felt like an overload. “Oh, God.”
“You can take it, baby.” Paul thrust in hard and squeezed my legs as his head dropped forward. His come poured into me likelava. He let out a harsh groan as he pulled out, then he removed the rest of the bindings, leaving me boneless, unable to move.
Paul left me, but I could hear the sound of the bath filling.
Returning, he scooped me off the bed and carried me to the bath, but not alone. This time, he climbed in behind me.
