I let my fingers slide down his base until I’m cupping his balls. I’m able to move my head up and down freely, but starting to feel the strain of having to hold my head upright without any support. As if he’s reading my mind, he grips me by the hair and starts to fuck my face. I only have a split second to feel relief that he’s holding my head up for me before he starts pushing himself so far into my throat that he triggers my gag reflex. I try to swallow around his cock, but I gag a little. He pulls back, leaving me gasping right along with him. My eyes water, but I fix him with a determined look, leaning forward to take him back in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock.
I grin in satisfaction when he has to pull himself quickly out of my mouth. “You’re trying to make me cum before I want to, aren’t you?” He asks. His voice is stern, but there’s a hint of amusement in it.
I do my best attempt at a shrug while strapped to the ceiling.
He bites his lip and grins. “I knew you would be the perfect fucking submissive.” He strides across the room to a table and strips off his jacket. He tosses it to the floor carelessly, like it doesn’t cost thousands of dollars. He unbuttons his cuffs and then his shirt, letting those fall too. His broad back tapers to his narrow waist. I want to run my hands down every last muscle on proud display, but yet again, he is calling the shots, and he doesn’t seem intent to let me have free roam of his body yet. Just one more way he’s showing me his dominance.
He undoes his belt and then works his button open and slides his pants down. His black briefs hug his amazing ass and give me a perfect view of his lean, powerful legs. The briefs come off last, and all I can do is sigh at the sight of him completely naked. I trace the strong line cutting down his back, splitting the two wide slabs of muscle on either side, following it down to his ass, which is tight and absolutely biteable. If he gives me a chance, I might just have to confirm how bitable it really is.
He turns and walks toward me, confident in his nudity, as he should be. There’s no spare fat on him and he’s completely and totally aesthetic. Art students would probably wet themselves if they had a chance to draw his form and study it. Though I doubt female students would make it past the staring phase.
It’s only when he positions himself between my legs with a bottle of clear liquid in his hand that I remember his promise. I’ll get his cock, but not where I want it. I involuntarily clench, trying to squeeze my legs together. His powerful hands push them farther apart.
“Relax,” he says, easing his lubricated finger into my ass. I feel my body resisting at first, making the sensation of him inside me pinch uncomfortably.
“Trust me. Relax. Close your eyes and let go, Kitten.”
I try to do as I’m told, sighing out a long, halting breath as he gets his finger deeper. Soon the discomfort shifts into something verging on pleasure, and then I’m moaning and gasping as he pumps a second finger into me.
“Stay relaxed,” he says, slowly pulling his fingers out and gripping himself by the root. He eases the tip of his cock upward until it presses the tight ring of my ass.
I feel myself clench again, stiffening.
“Relax,” he says, more forceful this time.
I close my eyes, picturing myself straightening racks full of baby clothes I designed in my own brick and mortar store. A faint smile pulls at my lips and my body starts to relax.
I hear the bottle he holds click open and there’s a pause as he rubs what must be more lube on his cock. He chucks the bottle to the ground and lines up again, easing himself into me. There’s a brief stab of pain and a strange, uncomfortable sensation as I feel my ass stretching to fit him. Once he’s pushed himself past that point, my muscles start to get used to the feeling, and I even start to feel a pleasant sensation.
“Fuck. You’re ass is so fucking tight.”
“Oh God,” I say, gasping and squeezing my eyes shut as he begins to increase his pace. I’m shocked at how good it feels, and when his free hand plunges into my pussy with three fingers, the pleasure practically explodes. The sensation of being filled in both holes is indescribably good, and beyond that is the enjoyment of knowing he’s taking me where no man has ever dared to before him. He’s marking me in a way that can never be undone, and I don’t want him to stop.