ELLIOT
Finally getting to be the one to make her scream was the closest I’d ever gotten to a spiritual experience. As she hung there, breathing heavily against the ropes, I watched her tight little body come back down from the high of her orgasm. My dick was throbbing and begging me to push inside of her, but I wanted to have some fun first.
The smell of her on my lips was intoxicating, making me want to lie down and lower her sweet body onto my face and make a feast out of her all day. I wanted her to beg me to stop until she passed out from pleasure.
Instead, I went back into my closet and dug through the other toys I had stashed away in there from when I used to live here full-time. After my parents passed, I didn’t want to stay in their home. So I moved into this safe house as a way to separate myself as I processed what the fuck I was going to do next with my life. Tristan had eventually found me and convinced me to come back to the city.
But in the time I was living here, I had accumulated quite the plethora of toys, and I had never bothered getting rid of them. I always thought I might as well have at least a few at each place, in case we ended up having to stay there for any length of time. It’s not like I was sleeping around every time we had to move locations, but I wasn’t celibate.
“What are you doing?” I heard her ask. She was dead tired; I could tell by her voice that she was about to fall asleep. That would change once I started playing again. I finally found the vibrating anal plug I wanted to use on her and hoped it was still somewhat charged.
“I’m going to play with you a little more,” I told her as I walked back over to the bed. She followed me with her eyes until I stood behind her, my dick at her eye level. Her gaze stuck there for a moment before looking to see what I was holding in my hand. I brought it up to her mouth and rested it against her lips.
“Suck,” I told her as I pushed it into her mouth. She made eye contact with me as her tongue swirled around the soft silicone of the plug. Her lips closed around it, and I felt the pull of her sucking as she took it completely in her mouth. My dick was leaking and throbbing with every pull of her mouth and swirl of her tongue. I couldn’t wait to shove my dick into her hot mouth.
“Enough,” I said, pulling it out of her mouth before I thought I would lose my willpower and fuck her right there. She grinned and watched me walk back around and settle between her thighs.
Using two fingers, I gently spread her pretty pink lips open, exposing her wet slit as I blew cool air over it. She gasped and flexed her hips, trying to get closer to my mouth. I ran the plug over her clit and then dipped it into her wet hole, fucking her slowly. When she was moaning and writhing, I pulled it free. She groaned at the denial of her second orgasm.
“I thought you begged me to stop earlier?” I asked her while pushing the tip of the plug into her ass. She tensed up, and I landed a hard smack on her cheek. “Relax. It’s going in whether you do or don’t, so…” I trailed off and watched as her body reluctantly released the tension.
I pressed harder, watching her slowly let it disappear inside of her tight hole. Seeing her relax and stretch for me sent waves of pleasure through my body. I let it slip back out a little and then pushed it further in. Back and forth, I fucked her with the little toy until it was completely sheathed inside of her and her cunt was dripping its juices down onto the toy.
And then I turned it on.
A low moan made its way past her lips, and I smiled as I watched her pussy and ass pulse around the vibrations. Gibberish flowed from her lips in whispers while I traced circles around her clit with my fingertip.
“Please, please, please,” she chanted in whispers. Just as I felt she was about to fall over the edge, I stopped and slapped her clit. She cried out and swung her head up to give me a dirty look. I slapped it again. When she opened her mouth to complain, I slapped it again.
Her head fell back, and she moaned. She got off on the pain just as much as she did the pleasure.
“I want you to come just from the plug and me slapping your dripping cunt.” I slapped her again, and she jumped at the contact but moaned, trying to move in the ropes and push her body forward.
“Yes, sir,” she answered. Her immediate acceptance of my control was almost too much of a turn-on. If I didn’t get my shit under control, I was going to blow my load in my shorts.
I alternated the intensity and the speed of her spanking, going light and quick for a while before I would really let one crack against her a few times. Her lips were swollen and red, slick with her juices that my mouth was begging to taste again.
“I want to hear your screams again, Scarlet,” I told her as I picked up the speed. “Be a good girl and come for me, sweetheart.”
Her breath caught, and her body tensed as she arched her back, and I watched her pussy pulse and her ass grip around the plug. She cried out through her orgasm, chanting “yes” over and over again. I stopped spanking her, giving her abused little clit a much-needed break.
While she recovered, I pulled down my shorts and then my boxers, letting them fall to the floor and stepping out of them. My cock stood proudly out from my body, begging for one of her holes. I fisted it and gave it a few strokes before lining it up with her pussy.
“Yes, please,” she whined, trying to grind down on the head of my cock. “Please, sir. Please fuck me.” Her voice took on a whole new tone. She was whimpering and needy, a moaning mess. I loved when strong women put their bodies and their pleasure in the hands of another person, recognizing the power in being truly submissive. She looked so sweet as she hung there to be used however I saw fit.
“You want my cock, Scarlet?” She lifted her head and nodded, looking like she was on the verge of tears. “Use your words, baby doll.”
“Yes, please, sir.”