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Never before had I such a hatred for his rules.
"Oh, did you think I would bring you to orgasm already?" It sounded like he was mocking me. "I'm just teasing you. I want you to be sensitive… to make your pussy tighten around my cock like never before."
I swallowed. If that was his intention, we were on the right track. My skin felt tight. I was sweating and so wet between my legs that I could almost taste my excitement in the air I breathed.
Kaden paused for a moment before returning his attention to my pussy. I was on the edge again. So skilfully, the pain exploding in my left breast was delayed. And dull. Nipple clamps.
I suspected it because the next thing I knew he was flicking against it and I was thrusting my hip against Kaden so roughly that he had to push my ass back onto the bed.
I mumbled something– what, I didn't know myself. A curse. A plea. A request? I don't know, but it made him laugh. The vibration shot straight to my center and made me moan. How else could I make room for the tension and my feelings? I was bound, unable to move except to dig my fingers into the restraints.
"You're doing such a wonderful job," he praised as he licked my pussy again, almost driving me mad. "I wonder what it feels like for you when I leave the vibrator inside you?" he asked, not a second before the tip of his cock pressed against my entrance.
He would drive me wild. Feral. Like an animal. I knew it. My eyes rolled back as he entered me painfully slowly. Inch by inch… until his cock pressed the vibrator against a spot that made me scream.
It almost felt like an act of violence when the orgasm unexpectedly tore me in two– and Kaden began to fuck me just as ferociously.
But it turned out to be a mistake to open my mouth, because no sooner had I let out the sensations which were raging through me than there was a cock in my mouth. Deep in my mouth. I gagged, all my muscles contracted, but the sudden intrusion didn't diminish my orgasm. If anything it made it more intense.
There were so many things going on inside me, I didn't have a clue what to do with them.
"Show him what I've taught you," Kaden growled. My body went on autopilot to pleasure the stranger with my mouth and tongue. Still moaning, still in the bonds, still fighting for control of my body that I simply did not have.
But Kaden's orders were clear and I was in no position to argue. I didn't want to, because I liked what was happening so much that I kept thinking I had arrived in paradise. In between, I also wondered if I had accidentally swallowed a particularly good drug that put me in that ecstatic state that made me feel everything twice and three times as intensely.
The excitement, the hormones, the fact that Kaden had appropriated my desires and put them into action without me having to worry about it– all these factors made this session all the better.
If there had been any lingering skepticism in my body, it was gone now, replaced by a complete willingness to enjoy it all. They gave me everything they had to offer, right down to the last minute. And there was no question that the two men had thought this through.
In fact, as soon as I started to move my head– as much as I could– Kaden began to fuck me with exactly the same rhythm and intensity as I did with the stranger's cock.
My own enthusiasm determined how he treated me.
Hands were on my legs, sliding over my breasts, closing around my neck. He tugged at my nipples, twisting them until I let out a moan of pain, which was immediately soothed as Kaden's cock pushed the vibrator deeper into me, bitter sweetly hitting my cervix or changing the angle in which it entered me sending new waves of pleasure through me.
I could no longer think clearly. In those moments, I existed to be used by Kaden and the stranger in any way they could think of. They used my body, my arousal, for their own pleasure, doing exactly what they felt like. It was all about sex– and not necessarily about me having the most fun. That was just a nice by-product, but certainly not the main focus of these two men.
The stranger clearly had a taste for sadism. It was he who continued to inflict pain on me. He slid so deep into my mouth that I had to gag, tears welled up in my eyes and I couldn't breathe. But as long as I played with my tongue and felt him getting harder and harder in my mouth, I loved every second of it.
The way my chest tightened and my brain felt even lighter the more he played with my breath. And Kaden, who fucked me incessantly, never for a moment deviating from the pattern he had chosen for tonight.
Even when he wasn't speaking, when his voice wasn't in my ear, I could hear him. The praise for how well I was doing. How proud he was of me. And then he started praising me with names. Calling me all the things that came so easily to his lips, that would surely have hurt other people, but that did only one thing for me in those minutes: a flutter in the pit of my stomach that took over my whole body and validated me in what I was doing.
I wanted to be his filthy little whore. His dirty slut. The one who swallowed his cum and thanked him afterward. I wanted him to press me into the mattress and use me to live out all his dark fantasies. Fuck, even if he wanted to run a knife across my flawless skin or watch someone else beat me, I wouldn't mind. I would kneel on the pavement, waiting for him, ready to offer my throat if he wanted to close the collar around it. All it would take was a word from him and my legs would fall apart, giving him access to the place where he loved to be the most.
All the feelings, emotions and sensations he made me feel, no one else had ever brought to light before. And Kaden did it so effortlessly– as if it was simply the most distinctive trait he possessed.
Outside of our dynamic, he would never get me down on my knees, but inside…. Fuck, one look and I willingly got on my knees and waited for him to give me the first instruction to set me on the right path. The path at the end of which I fell back into a hole and plunged down like Alice, over and over again, until there was a sign on my pussy that said "Eat me."
My heartbeat accelerated the longer Kaden fucked me and the stranger used my mouth according to all the rules. Meanwhile, one of his hands was on the back of my head, moving it for me. I was no longer in control of what was happening– he was. And he made me feel that I was nothing more to him than an object to be used for his pleasure.
There would be no emotional connection between us. This was not because I neither saw nor heard him, which in itself was an enormous act of self-control. After all, my own moaning could not be ignored, and Kaden did not seem to be quiet either, but simply because he was not the man who interested me and held me captive masterfully.
From a woman who wanted nothing to do with kinky sex, Kaden had turned me into an obsessive who couldn't get enough. It had happened in just a few weeks of him giving me his full attention. Unexpectedly. Without warning.
"Remember my rules?" Kaden broke into my thoughts. "We switch places. Your mouth is mine now, so I can watch you fight not to come on his cock."
Not a moment later he pulled out of me. The vibrator stayed in me, the cock also disappeared from my mouth, and I could hear the two of them changing places.
