Alone at Last (pt 2)

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“So you want to suck my cock, huh?” He smiled down at me. “Yes Sir,” I responded enthusiastically, my mouth already watering again. He twirled the chain around his hand a couple times, pulling the metal taught. He laced the fingers of his other hand into my hair as he thrust his cock into my mouth again. His grip on the chain and on my hair had me held securely in place. He thrust his hips harder and faster, fucking my mouth with more abandon than I had ever seen him use. Later he would apologize for being so aggressive with me, but for now he just kept thrusting his cock into my mouth. Every so often he would thrust his hips even farther forward, cutting off my air and holding me in place for a few seconds. I did my best to keep quiet, but I couldn’t help but moan as I felt the hot, smooth skin of his cock slide across my tongue, and the full feeling of taking his whole cock into my mouth. His moans and grunts barely registered with me, I was too absorbed in making him feel good. When he pulled his cock out of my mouth, I couldn’t even whine my disappointment before he was hauling me to my feet by my chain. He yanked the blindfold off my eyes and pulled me in for a hard, deep kiss, using his tongue to explore some of the same deep places where his cock just left. He broke away so he could shove his pants down over his ankles, and yank his shirt off over his head. The room swirled around me as he grabbed me by the ass and lifted me off the floor. I could feel his cock searing against me as he carried me the short distance to my bedroom. He dropped me the last foot or so to the bed and covered my body with his. He kissed my cheeks, down my neck, and sank his teeth into the soft curve of my shoulder. I gasped and arched my body beneath him. I curled my fingers into his hair as he kept kissing my neck. When he kissed his way back down to where my neck meets my shoulder he bit down, harder this time. I curled my fingers into his hair and left searing red nail marks across his shoulders and back. He leaned away and took hold of both my arms, sliding his fingers along the sensitive skin at the crook of my elbow all the way down to my wrists. There, he pulled my arms above my head and reached back for the restraint cuffs that hung along the top end of my mattress. The cuffs were connected to a nylon strap that disappeared under my mattress, only to reappear on the other end with the ankle cuffs attached. My distinct lack of a headboard and footboard meant traditional handcuffs were basically out of the question. But the under-mattress restraints allowed us to discreetly use them on whatever bed we wanted: mine, his, hotels, you name it. He secured each of Escort Küçükköy my wrists into the cuffs and pulled the nylon straps tight, locking my arms in place above my head. He kissed his way down my body. On my lips, down my neck, across my chest, and he was sure to take each nipple into his mouth and draw out one long suck before moving along down my stomach. When he reached the edge of my thong, he slipped his fingers into the waistband and yanked them halfway down my thighs with one strong pull. He leaned in close and flicked his tongue across my clit, and my body twitched in response. He dragged the soaked material down my legs and brought it to his nose and took a long, deep inhale. “Mmmmmmmm,” he growled. Thong in hand, he crawled his way back up my body, and once again placed his fingers on either side of my jaw and looked down into my eyes. “Now listen carefully my little pet. I want you to moan for me, as loud as you want.” He leaned closer with an absolutely devilish grin. “Open.” I opened my mouth slightly, until I realized what he had planned, so I opened my mouth even wider. He raised his hand and placed the thong crotch-first into my mouth so I could taste myself before he stuffed the rest of the material. I moaned, partly to follow orders, but mostly because I loved the taste of my own arousal. A slight pressure on my chin closed my mouth, then he leaned over for a sweet little kiss before descending my body again. He knelt between my legs and slid his arm under my thighs and around the outside of my hips until his hands made a small triangle right above my pelvis. He lifted my hips clear off the bed and brought my dripping pussy all the way up to his mouth. With my arms locked above my head and my hips several feet up off the mattress, I had no choice but to wrap my legs behind his neck and enjoy as he devoured me. He licked the whole length of my slit, catching a little bead of moisture as it slid slowly toward my asshole. Up and down and up again. Each pass of his tongue had me moaning, bordering on screaming. He flicked the tip of his tongue across my clit and I screamed, pulling hard against the restraints. He flicked his tongue over my clit again and every muscle in my body twitched. It felt like someone was hitting me with an electric shock. He gave me a brief moment of respite when he slid his tongue down to my tight entrance, and even farther back to my puckered back door. But those moments didn’t last very long, because each movement of his tongue washed new waves of sensation across my consciousness. He kept up his brutal tongue-lashing, licking at my clit or sucking it hard into his mouth until the edges of my vision Mecidiyeköy escort started to blur and my voice started to strain. It felt so good all I could think about was that the next lick, the next bite, the next movement would make me go insane. Every one of my muscles felt so tight I was sure that any second I would explode into a shower of fireworks, lost forever in a blissful oblivion. But neither happened. Instead, he lowered my hips gently back down onto the mattress. I struggled to breathe, to keep my heart from beating its way out of my chest. My body vibrated from the effort to hold itself together. Any twitch, any kind of movement, caused me to squeal and moan and arch my back. He climbed up beside me and pried my mouth open to remove my makeshift gag and flung it across the room. My mouth was dry and tasted like cotton, but he fixed that pretty quickly by leaning down to kiss me. No matter when he kisses me, it never fails to turn me on. But there’s something about tasting my own hot, sticky juices on my lover’s lips that drives me wild. It’s like flipping a switch. From my tethered position, I tried my best to kiss him as hard and as deep as I could, diving my tongue into his mouth and licking as much of my wetness from his lips and chin as I could reach. I looked up into his eyes, they were the darkest I had ever seen them, bordering on black. I noticed a slight tremble in his hand as he reached up to brush a lock of hair away from my face. He looked down at me like a predator eyeing its next meal, with a fierceness he only has with me. “Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked. “Yes Sir. Please Sir. I want you to fuck me Sir,” I said, nodding like a bobblehead in an earthquake. “How?” “F-F-From behind Sir,” I managed to choke out. The thought alone had me twitching and moaning and grinding my hips against the air. “You want me to fuck you from behind?” he repeated, gliding his fingers into my hair. “Yes Sir! Please Sir! Please please please please please,” I begged. “Have you been a good girl?” My face paled. No, I hadn’t. I let out a few moans when he told me to be quiet, and then there was that little stunt sucking his cock. “No Sir.” I looked down at the mattress, to ashamed to look my master in the eyes. “Look at me!” he commanded. I snapped my eyes up to his. I could feel those eyes starting to pull me in, seducing me with their molten intensity. No, pay attention! I managed to shake myself out of that trance just in time to catch his next words. “Now what happens to pets who haven’t been good girls?” “They get punished.” “Do you deserve to be punished?” “Yes Sir.” He looked down at me with softened eyes. He could Merter escort bayan tell he pushed me so close to the edge and he felt bad for not being able to give me what I wanted, but orders are orders and they need to be followed. He leaned over and put his mouth very close to my ear, swiping his tongue along my earlobe before he spoke. “Tell me what you want most.” For a second, I froze. It was hard enough for my frazzled brain to comprehend simple questions and commands, and now he asks this! I struggled to think, he was so wonderful at so many things, how could I choose just one? “Well?” Damn, I was right on the edge of a thought, but I broke my concentration and it was gone. “I don’t know,” I whimpered. “You have to choose.” I whimpered again. This was punishment enough, making me try to think when I was this horny. “I-I don’t know!” The fingers that had been gently toying with my hair suddenly gripped it hard as he leaned down and sank his teeth into my neck. “Now!” His voice was so low and rumbling it sounded legitimately like a growl. “I want you to fuck me!” I practically yelled. “How?” I whimpered again. I should have known this was coming. He loved watching me struggle to think like this. “F-from b-b-behind,” I stammered. He knew it was my favorite position and never failed to make me come at least once. “Mmmmm, do tell me more,” his voice had switched back to a seductive tone that was sure to make me melt. “I-I want you t-to p-put me on my knees and shove that hot hard cock into my pussy until you cum,” I couldn’t stop the shiver that ran through my body. He leaned up and smiled that wolf-like grin. “Only good girls get to have that. If you’re a good girl for me, then I’ll fuck you from behind. But until then, you only follow my orders.” “Yes Sir! Yes Sir! I want to be a good girl for you. I want to be a good girl…” I babbled. He quieted me with a gentle shush and a kiss on the lips. My body was still shaking when he reached up to undo the cuffs still holding my wrists above my head. He grabbed one of the flat pillows that fell into the crack between the bed and the wall and he tossed it onto the floor. He helped me to sit up before he pointed down to where the pillow landed. “Kneel.” I clambered off the bed, practically falling on my face in the process thanks to my shaking jelly-legs and stepping on the chain that was still attached to my collar. Eventually I managed to kneel on the soft square, amazed at myself at how eagerly I was awaiting my ‘punishment.’ “Stay perfectly still until I come back,” he said as he strode out the door, but not before waggling his cock right in front of my face to make sure I was following my orders. All I wanted was to catch it in my mouth and suck him until he was begging to cum, but I was smart enough to keep my mouth clamped shut. He disappeared out the door for only a few moments until he was back with his black leather duffel bag in hand.

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