Secret Pet

Christian grunts. He pulls back slightly so that just the tip of his cock is between my lips.

“Ugh. This won’t do,” he grumbles. “I can’t wait, pet. You have me too hot. I need you on the bed now.”

I lick around his cockhead one more time and look up at him, letting it slip from my mouth. “Take me, sir. I’m begging you to fuck me hard. I need your cock.”

He picks me up by the waist, like my weight is nothing to him, and plops me down on the bed ass first. My arms are bound behind me. My legs spread eagle; my pussy on display and ready for him. Changing positions slightly, I open my legs wider for him, practically begging for his cock. The anticipation is killing me.

I can hear the sounds of Christian moving behind me, but I don’t turn to watch him. Plastic crinkles as he unwraps a condom. My mouth waters as I know he is sliding it on his dick. I hear his heavy steps as he stalks towards one of the cabinets and opens a drawer. His breathing is hard, loud, and excited.

When he returns to the bed, there is a leather paddle in his hand. He slaps it onto the tops of my thighs. The sting makes my whole body quiver, shaking me almost off-balance. The heat that blooms where the paddle smacked causes my pussy to get wetter.

“Yes,” I moan. “Punish me, sir. Punish me hard.”

His fingers trace over my stinging skin. “What do you need punishment for, pet?”

“For not sucking you to completion. Punish me for not taking your cum and swallowing it.”

He chuckles slightly, his voice a low grumble. “That was my fault, not yours, but I will gladly make you pay for getting me too hot.” A grin lights up his whole face. “In fact, yes, let’s do that. I’m going to make you ride me.”

I shift up to my knees, quickly and excitedly making room for him to lay down on the bed. When his large body is spread out, his hard cock sticks up enticingly. Setting the paddle on the mattress next to him, Christian grabs my hips and lets me shift on top of him. I slide down his cock as fast as I can, taking its long length inside of me. Only then is my pussy happy. I hold for just a second, feeling the fullness of having him buried in me. It brings a blissful ache that runs through my whole body.

“God,” I moan. “I’ve been looking forward to this all day. Nothing feels as good as you.” I lean back and let my eyes close for a second. A smack from the paddle on my behind startles me to open them again.

“Ride me, pet,” Christian orders.

I do as he commands.

Slamming my hips up and down and back and forth, I ride his cock so hard that I can barely catch my breath. With my hands and arms bound, I have to fight to keep my balance too. Occasionally, Christian grabs my waist to steady me, but mostly he smacks my butt cheeks with his paddle. The sting drives me to fuck him faster and harder.

Gasping for air, I lose myself in the moment and all the sensations I am feeling. My ass strings pleasantly. My pussy aches, throbs, and quivers as his dick hits my walls over and over again. The tightness in my abs is becoming unbearable. My head starts to swim.

“I can’t hold back,” I gasp. “Fill me, sir. Cum in me!”

“I love the way you beg,” Christian grunts.

He grabs my hips, pulling me down on him hard. Underneath me, his hips press up with all his might. His cock slams into me, hitting my cervix as roughly as he can. The friction is so intense. I gasp again, seeing stars as my pussy and lower body release into a throbbing mess of electric tingles. My pussy walls quiver and milk his cock, making him cum for me. His hips buck into mine, pushing me up so that my legs are off the bed. We bounce together, lost in the motions that fill us with so much pleasure.

His strong hands grip my waist tightly as he brings us down and slows our movement. Our panting breaths are synced up, filling the room with the sounds of our release. Bound tight, I can’t steady myself, he has to guide me off of him and down to the bed next to him.

My eyes are blinking. My relaxed mind barely notices anything. I just process the slight feeling of Christian unwrapping my arms and freeing my wrists. I stretch my hands to get the blood flowing back in them, but he takes one in his own. His large arms wrap around me, pulling me back into his chest.