I find myself darkingly excited to put these around the wrist of my greatest possession, especially while she is asleep and unaware. The anticipation of her waking up and finding me on top of her. The thing is, my little Jewel has a darkness like me. She has shadows that dance across her face when she looks at me. Those shadows beg me to lead her further into the drift, so the light seems brighter when we emerge.
Grabbing her first arm, I clank the cuff around the rails and then her wrist, making sure she can’t move. After doing the same to the other one, I kiss down both arms toward her neck, licking and biting as I go. My mouth is the only thing touching her right now. My hands are busy removing the rest of my clothes. It isn’t until I make it to her mouth with mine, that she stirs. “Dario.” she says rolling her head, trying to focus. She pulls at her arms before she looks up and back at me. “Dario?” she says my name with a question.
“Yes, baby. Don’t move. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” I tell her as I crawl up her body skin to skin, taking the time to kiss each part of her. From her cute toes to her knees. I lift her leg and kiss the underside of her knee, wanting to acquaint myself with everything about her. I make it to her thigh and my tongue slides up, anchoring for her pussy. I move over to the other thigh, loving how she is squirming and panting. the first slide of my tongue between the tight lips of her pussy, from her opening to her clit, she tugs at the cuffs as she shouts from the contact. Smack. I hit her pussy in reprimand.
“Stop pulling. You will injure yourself.”
“I-I’m sorry Sir. It’s just..” she moans as I lick her more, her rosebud the focus of my attention at the moment. “S-sir?” she says in a squeak and a keen, as I feast on her ass. I’m holding it in my hands, and fuck if she isn’t gushing all over my fingers. Interesting. My treasure is going to be a backdoor freak. Excellent. She begins to shake as I insert my finger in her ass and my tongue in her pussy. “DARIO!” she screams before she convulses.
Done fucking around I continue my journey to the top of her body and hike her legs up my waist. At this point my blood is bubbling as the day's events begin to impact me the way I knew they would. Knowing I can’t be what she needs me to be right now as I take her innocence and infuse my dirt in it, I cover her mouth and whisper in her ear, “Forgive me.” is all I say before I pierce through her maidenhead, feeling the puncture of her womb. "Fuck baby, it's like trying to squeeze a damn cucumber though a mouse hole." I say, my body trying to restrain, but I know within seconds of being inside of her that it is no use. There is nothing for it. This shit is going to be brutal. "I am going to fucking murder this pussy, baby." I know I should feel some sort of remorse for what I am about to do, but fuck that shit, I own this shit. I will do what I damn well please. With that thought, I drill my two inch gauge inside of her and revel in the sound of her scream as it vibrates through my body by way of my hand, knowing I am the first to kill her and will be the only to bring her back to life.
The enormity of what this moment means right now hits me. However, it hits me at the same time as the realization, I now have something to lose. When her cries begin to wane, I remove my hand and move into her, pulling out and moving back in at a swifter speed. I look down into her eyes and I don't see hurt. I see, permission. I see a flame that matches my own and it fuels me. Apparently that is what I need.
Holding her legs in my hands, I stare at the space where we are connected, and everything flies out of the window. My body moves with intention, the fever real and dangerous. Her inability to move, takes me to another place. Suddenly I am no longer here. I am in a fight for the life I am holding. The very person who is now the keeper of my ransom. “Oh God. It’s too hard.” she yells, her body sweaty and jerking with each thrust. She has no idea how hard.
Wrapping my hand around her throat as my vision begins to blur, the anger and fear of something happening to her. I squeeze as I continue to obliterate her pussy with my dick, wanting the cry of pain she is giving me. It means she is alive and under me. My mouth finds hers and bites her lip, licking and sucking the blood as it pools there. The metallic flavor, giving me life like a saline drip cleansing the body. “Please.” she begs as my hand gets tighter.