Last chapter here. Because, you know, it’s been a while…(sorry…) ~nilla~
Her ass was on fire, her nipples ached, and she was more turned on than she had ever been in her entire life. Flying on endorphins, she didn’t even notice when the hated chastity belt was removed, or that he’d secured her ankles to the eyebolts drilled into the floor. Laying on her back on the mattress, her body quivering with reaction, her eyes stared unseeing at the ceiling as she zoned out on the pain.
A soft caress made her turn her head, breaking her reverie.
“There she is.” His tone was soft, his voice rumbling through her. She noticed then that he was laying beside her, his clothing intact.
“Why do Doms do that?” she asked, her voice wispy with reaction.
“Do…what, precisely? Where are you, little girl? Out in the stars?”
She giggled softly. Tried to move her hand to touch his shirt, turned to stare at her wrist, also bound and secured.
“When’d you do that?”
Her voice was slurry.
“Drunk on pain, are you?” He laughed softly, running his finger down her collarbone, circling around her breast, tickling the tender underside. She wiggled, giggled, tried to move away, but couldn’t.
“Tickles..” she mumbled, then giggled when his finger circled again.
“Clothes,” she said around more laughter. “Why…” She couldn’t continue, only laugh as his finger teased her underarm. “Geeze,” she whimpered, wriggling.
“Little slutty fish…wriggling and hooked. Do you know what I’m going to do now?”
Still writhing, giggling and laughing as his fingers continued to tease at her, she shook her head fiercely. His mouth was millimeters from her ear, the breath yet another layer of torment. His tongue twirled lightly along the soft shell, making her whimper and arch.
“I’m going to fuck you”, he whispered, barely making a sound. Rolling away from her, his eyes continued to drink her in as he unbuttoned his pants, dropping them to the floor. Her expression could only be described as hungry as she stared up at him, then down at the obvious straining of his underwear.
“Blue?” she giggled.
“I like blue,” he said, sticking his thumbs into the waistband. “Of course, if you don’t, I can always find a willing slut out there who won’t be so judgmental about my choice in under garments.”
She tossed her head, no, licking her lips.
For another moment he stood there, fingers in his waistband, unmoving.
“Sure,” she said, looking at him with lust.
Looking down at her, he cocked an eyebrow, started to tug down the waistband, enough for her to see the arrow of his hair. She felt herself yearning for him, wanted him in her, on her.
“VERY sure?” he asked, tugging the waistband back into place.
She nodded even more vigorously.
“Yes. Yes. VERY sure. VERY. Oh GODS PULEEZE… FUCK ME!”
“You are a naughty and wanton slut.”
“You’re sure then. My blue undies won’t offend you?”
“Yes? They’ll offend…”
“NO! No no no no no no no! No offense at all..I…i LOVE your blue undies. I just want to see you OUT of them! I want your cock, Sir!”
“Ooooh, so you weren’t actually making fun of my blue undies, you’re saying?”
She groaned, moaned. Shook her head no. He could see the glistening pink folds between her legs.
“Pink and blue go well together, yes?”
“Yes?” she asked, uncertain where he was going now.
“My blue undies, your pink cunt.”
She flushed. Then, emboldened, “Your hard cock, my soft pussy.”
“It’s likely soft. But it’s very wet. I can imagine that my cock will make all sorts of slobbery sounds if I fuck you. Will that bother you as much as my blue undies?”
Eyes closed, head thrown back, teeth gritted, she strained at the wrist bondage.
“I. Just. Want. To. PUMMELL YOU!” she shouted, eyes open. She kicked her feet, which barely moved, and shook her body.
“FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK MEEEEE!” She yelled, cheeks flushing. He stood there, staring at her. What, how could he be that dense, she wondered. She was tied up, open and ready to be fucked. Why, for goddamn sake, was he just standing there??
“So, you do want me?”
“I can’t fuck myself! I mean, I’m big, but not that …”
He laughed as she growled, then bared her teeth at him. With a quick tug his undies were off, and he was on top of her, his cock buried to the hilt. Her growl turned into a yelp as he pounded into her.
“I’m going to fuck you into the mattress and through the floor,” he growled, before grabbing a nipple between his teeth and biting.
“Thank gawd,” he thought he heard her say before his hips knocked all the words from her.