Under Strict Orders (Love Under Quarantine 1)

After giving her a moment to brace herself, I pushed through, bringing forth a small cry from Angie. I stopped for a few minutes while she collected herself and then started to gently pump her.

Angie bit her lip as I did so. I could actually feel her tiny pussy stretching out in my wake. Soon enough, the muffled cries turned to full-throated moans as she got used to being filled and discovered how good it could feel.

“That’s my good little girl,” I told her. “Relax and let me do what I want to you.”

Driven by madness or pride, possibly both, I leaned down and kissed her tenderly, Angie returning every ounce of my affections. The warm loving feelings were radiating off of her as we fucked.

I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel the same.

She was mine. Completely mine, by her own consent, and I loved her as much as I could tell she loved me.

Chapter Ten

Angie

It was the most beautiful feeling. Vik’s huge cock working inside me, making me cum again and again, like I never knew I could.

Of course it hurt at first when he took my virginity. But I had been wanting it so badly and he had warmed me up so well that I trusted him to keep going, and then it only felt good.

I loved letting myself go with him. Freeing my inner nympho.

I trusted him with my life, which I was ready to give over to him entirely. He had yet to steer me wrong and had shown me so many wonderful things in such a short time.

We were also a kick-ass team, in both sex and work, and I really hoped he would keep letting me help him with his projects. It would be the perfect mix of intellectual and physical stimulation, allowing me to fully utilize all of my talents in the service of the man I loved.

We came at the same time. He held off mightily, even though I saw he wanted to cum in me, instead pulling out and dumping his load into my eager mouth. He shoved it in deeper as soon as his balls were empty, making me suck him to a second orgasm and delivering a second load of sweet cum, which I swallowed down eagerly.

I really did love his cum and was pretty sure I was getting addicted. I don’t know what he did to make it taste so good, but I kept wanting more!

Withdrawing his cock, he gave me his tongue instead, kissing me deeply as he played with my tender pussy, made tingly by his lovely attentions. I still wanted him to fuck me rough, but I was thrilled that he had finally taken my virginity. Everything had been perfect, and I wouldn’t change a single detail.

As though reading my mind, Vik began cleaning us both off, and then turned me onto my side, bending my knees up to my chest. Leaving my hands above my head, he took another length of rope and carefully bound my ankles as well, leaving me completely helpless and at his mercy. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I watched with breathless anticipation as he took out a fresh butt plug, covering it in the same lube he had used to fuck me. Placing a gentle hand on my hip, he worked the butt plug into me, my asshole stretching a little more with every inch it went in, until I could feel the base pressing up against my ass cheeks.

Leaving the butt plug to fill me, he got on top of me, sliding his glorious cock right back deep into my pussy. Wrapping a hand around my neck, not squeezing hard enough to choke me but just enough for me to feel it, he completely savaged me, pounding my raw pussy roughly until I screamed out his name, actually feeling my face go bright red.

As I sobbed overwhelmed tears, he slowed down and then stopped, his cock all the way inside me, stretching me to the limit as my little virgin asshole stretched out at the same time.

He kissed my cheek and then moved to my mouth, muting my cries of pleasure and lovely pain down to a soft moan. I wondered if he might have cum inside me. As though in reply, he pulled out his cock and dumped his load over my ass.

After wiping me down again, he started the process of restoring me with my arms, slowly undoing and unwinding the ropes, the sensation returning to my muscles. Then my legs, freeing me entirely from my bonds.

I was filling up with mixed emotions. It was nice to be able to move freely again, but I had also liked being under his control. There was a security in that that I wasn’t used to feeling.