by Richard Pump
My Wrath
Taming Ellie Book 6
by Richard Pump
My Wrath: Taming Ellie Book 6
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Cover design by Mia Wang
Editing by George Pimpton
Author Richard Pump
First published on sexstories.com under the pen name “the author”
Chapter 1
Ellie returned from classes on the eleventh to find several wrapped packages on the coffee table in the middle of my room. Imagine the sight if you will, a gorgeous, tan Greek beauty wearing a fairly transparent white tank top and black nylon shorts with curly dark brown hair falling everywhere. Punctuating her appearance was a black collar with four D-rings at right angles around it.
“Happy Birthday,” I said from my computer, putting up an away message and getting up from the desk.
She smiled mischievously and put her books down. “Thank you…wonder what I got?”
“You’ll find out,” I answered her.
“Oh, I don’t get to find out for myself, you’re gonna show me?”
I looked her right in the eye, “yep. I do have one present that you can unwrap though,” my hand brushed over my hard cock.”
She laughed. “Is this the dialogue from a cheesy porno or what?”
“Just get on your knees, slave.”
She quickly complied and moved towards me. I grabbed her chin with one hand and slid my cock out of my pants with the other. I turned her face to the side and began rubbing my head on her cheek. She sighed with pleasure as my warm cock touched her spring-breeze cooled skin. I slapped it against her a few times as flecks of precum flew over her face. One hit her lips, and she eagerly ran her tongue around them drawing in the salty liquid.
After a few minutes of teasing her with my cock, I slid it back into my boxers and pants and pulled her to her feet. I lifted her white tank top over her head sending her breasts bouncing slowly to a stop. To her delight I ran my tongue in circles over both her nipples, before I slid her thin nylon shorts down her pleasantly large (muscle, not fat mind you) legs.
Surprisingly, Ellie had chosen today to wear panties, something she often made a habit of not doing. It was (of course) her favorite pair, a bright red thong. Unsurprisingly it was also wet. They followed the shorts down her legs and Ellie stepped out of the last of her skimpy coverings with a giggle.
“Actually, there’s one you can open,” I said handing a small package to her.
She eagerly tore it open. “Sexy,” she said with a smile. It was a fairly ridiculously overpriced, dark red silk and suede blindfold that had that irresistible quality to it.
She handed it to me as I stepped around behind her and tied it tightly at the back of her head. While extremely comfortable, the blindfold also completely blotted out her vision.
Once I was sure it wasn’t going to slip off, I grabbed a short length of rope and tightly bound her wrists.
“This is present number two,” I said unwrapping it near her head so she could hear it. I pulled out a large metal hook. The hook end was about three inches, with the other end twice as long with an eyelet with which to thread rope through at the top. Wanting to be careful that it stayed clean, I slipped a condom over the “business” end of the hook and set it quietly down on the table. I then lifted her arms and bound them to the 5’ foot high lofted bed that was about five feet behind her. Then I tied a length of rope from the front D ring in her collar to my bed on the other side of the room so that with her arms pulled backwards, and her neck pulled forwards, she was immobilized and bent over in the center of the room.
“Spread your legs Babe…and open your mouth.” Ellie grinned as she complied. She knew that, bent over, she was fairly close to cock-level and was certainly hoping for a salty treat. That was, not, however what I had in mind. Bunching them into a ball, I shoved her still damp panties into her mouth. She grunted at the surprise of something unexpected going into her mouth and the sudden taste of her own juices. Once they were in, I slapped a grey bar of duct tape over her mouth.
I paused for a minute to marvel at the sight of this helpless spread legged beauty trapped in the middle of my room. I unwrapped another package. “Present number three,” I informed her, as I slid it into her pussy.
She made a nice little moaning sound as I rammed it home. Without it even having been turned on, she knew what was coming. A nice little bulge towards the end of the vibrator would hammer away at her g-spot while an adjustable arm was pressed tightly against her clit.
After making sure it was in the perfect place, I grabbed the hook off the table and began to spread lubricant on the end. The only thing that hadn’t cashed in its V-card was Ellie’s ass, and that was all about to change. When I was satisfied with the amount of lubricant I had applied, I pressed it up against Ellie’s asshole and began to slide it in. She moaned deeply as I slowly slid it up until it could go no further.
She let out a surprised squeal when I tied the end of the hook to her hair and tightened it, so she had to arch her back. Finally, to complete the ensemble, I attached a spreader bar to her legs, keeping them nice and wide, making sure that she could move as little as possible.
I stepped away to admire my work again, then flicked the vibrator to high and let it go to town on her helpless pussy. She started convulsing immediately as the high-powered vibrator gave her no time to catch her breath. Muffled screams started pouring into the gag as she tried to do anything, she could relieve the ecstasy that was being brought down upon her. It was useless as her screams grew to deep moans and her pussy dripped. I heard her grunt and bite down on the gag as the first of her orgasms hit. Her body tensed up as the wave of pleasure rippled through her body. The orgasm abated, but the vibrator was not slowing down, and Ellie continued to moan and grunt.
I moved around her, making sure things weren’t too tight, and generally enjoying her fantastic breasts as much as I wanted. After her second orgasm, I removed the gag and let her moans and screams pass through the thin dorm walls and into the adjacent rooms and hallway.
Working towards her third orgasm, the constant stream of pleasure zoned Ellie out and made her fairly oblivious to what was going on around her. I cut the copes that bound her hands and neck (leaving the wrist cinch intact) and, after moving the coffee table, laid Ellie on the floor. I carefully removed the blindfold and set it aside, though it didn’t matter. Ellie’s eyes were clamped shut, and her cheeks were wet with tears. I removed my clothes, and knelt over her, for a few moments enjoying the contortions of her face as the vibrator continued on indefatigable.
I smacked the side of her ass, hard prompting a small yelp, momentarily breaking her heavy panting and moaning. I hit her again, harder, and she tried to lift her hips and allow me a full swing at her ass. She got them a few inches off the ground before the fatigue from the position she’d been in for several minutes and the onslaught of the vibrator brought them back down.
Finally, I moved forwards and lay my dick across her lips. Her eyes fluttered open, and she stared at me as I slid it into her mouth. Blissfully happy, her eyes fell shut again, and her moans quieted, muffled by my cock. The distraction between her legs prevented her from working into a rhythm, so I grabbed her hair and did it for her, being careful to thrust in so I didn’t pull too much against the hook.
After a few minutes it became evident
that the hook and her bound wrists were making things difficult and uncomfortable, so I relieved her of them. Her fingernails dug into my legs and ass as she struggled to find a place for her hands. I began thrusting in harder, faster, deeper as she worked her way towards another orgasm. Her tongue fell limp and she just let me plow away at her face as another wave of pleasure was upon her.
Timing it just right, I came onto her eager tongue at the same time as an orgasm rippled through her body. I turned the vibrator off as my cum drizzled out onto her tongue. She eagerly swallowed each drip as it came. Finally, she sucked out the last drop and her eyes opened and smiled at me. I slid the drenched vibrator out of her pussy and laid it on some paper towels on the coffee table. Lastly, I loosened the spreader bar and tossed it aside.
Ellie just laid there a while, still in the spread-eagle position, panting and trying to regain her breath. I cleaned up after the birthday girl, stopping every so often to run my hands over her body and give her a kiss.
A half hour later I helped her to her feet. She wrapped her arms around me and leaned on me for a while.
“Happy Birthday Babe”
She moaned happily and slid her hand down to caress my balls. “Mmm, thank you.”
Chapter 2
Ellie walked in the door on Friday, finally done with classes for the week. She walked into my dorm room to find a pair of handcuffs on the table, nothing more. Immediately turned on by the bondage equipment, she set her bag down and shut the door. He would not be done with classes for a few more hours she knew. Time to have some fun.
Spring had started producing the occasional warm weather day, and she celebrated today’s sunlight by going bra-less in a black tank top, and panty-less in black mesh shorts that inspired the viewer to ponder whether they were slightly tan, or more transparent than they seemed.
She slid them down her tan, strong legs with ease, and flung them towards a wall with her toes. It was then that she noticed a curious male observer looking out a window across the quad. She smiled sheepishly and gave a wave before dragging the blinds shut, much to his disappointment surely, she thought.
She walked over to the mirror on the door and watched herself peel off her shirt. She slid her hands up and down her naked body for a few moments, and then moved to grab the bondage box from the closet. She pulled out an 8’’ purple vibrator but could find nothing else she was especially in the mood for.
Sitting down on the futon, she slowly worked the vibrator deep into her moistening pussy. With a short moan, she clicked it on and grabbed the cuffs. After sliding the vibrator to the right spot, she cuffed her hands behind her back. From here she had a view of his alarm clock. Two hours until he returned.
She slid into a laying position on the futon and spread her legs wide. Daily stretching had resulted in a newfound ability to do a split. However, in doing so, the vibrator shifted, it slid out of her wet pussy slightly, no longer hitting her g-spot in the way she liked. She stood up to try and fix it, and it slid out still more. The frantic motion of her trying to reach it caused it to fall out completely, bounce off her leg and land on the futon.
Rather than futilely try and slide it back in with her hands chained behind her back, she set her task on finding the key. Blindly removing as much as she could reach from the box, she looked around for it. No such luck, while the vibrator hummed away on the futon.
Giving up, Ellie walked back to the futon, her breasts bouncing, and bent over. With no other option, she grabbed the vibrator in her mouth. Some of her juices trickled down onto her tongue. Ellie set the vibe standing up on its flat back on the table. Rather than attempt to get it back inside her right away, she serviced the purple cylinder, licking every last drop of herself off. Finally satisfied, she straddled as much of the circular table as she could, taking care not to bump it. Slowly and carefully she was able to line it up and get it in herself.
Three things happened at once. The vibrator hit her g-spot and Ellie let out a happy moan, as the door was keyed and opened. I walked in and set my bag down, taking in the rather delightful scene before me. Ellie stood immediately, leaving the vibrator to tip over and hum across the table. She gave me a rather sheepish, helpless look.
“Decided to have a little fun without me, eh?” I said smiling. She smiled back at me and nodded eagerly. I walked up to her and ran a hand slowly up her side from her ass to her breasts, stopping to fondle them both, and give a tug on each nipple. They hardened noticeably.
I grabbed a set of nipple clamps that was laying carelessly across the table and attached them in the appropriate spot. I grabbed a flogger from the box and parted her legs until they were a few feet apart. She tensed up, knowing what was coming. Sharply, I smacked her pussy with the flogger. Not hard, but enough to wake her up a little and produce a short yelp.
I hit her again, and she twitched as the flogger hit home. “Spread them wider,” I commanded. She slid them a few inches further apart, making herself more vulnerable. I hit her again, a bit softer. She twitched but stayed quiet this time. I gave her a hard whack prompting another yelp, then soft again. Her inner thigh’s and pussy were getting quite red, and the latter quite wet.
Tossing the flogger aside, I pushed her back onto the futon. She landed awkwardly, but unharmed, and sat there, watching as I stripped.
“I’ll make you a bet. If you can get me to cum in less than ten minutes, I’ll hand the ropes over to you for a change. If not, you’ve got to hand over full control to me for a week. Sound good?”
“You’re on,” she said with a grin. I grabbed my keys, found the right one and freed her of the handcuffs.
She stood up and pushed me back onto the futon while dropping onto her knees. I started my watch, and she didn’t waste time, impaling herself on my cock. I moaned with pleasure as she brought her chin down to my balls. Opening her mouth, she stuck out her tongue and began to lick them. I was already starting to feel the harbinger of an intense orgasm.
She used her luscious lips to her full advantage, wrapping them tight, and giving me the nice, wet, slow kind of blowjob that I liked. After about five minutes, I was sweating and struggling to hold back. She grinned at me through the blowjob and kept up the work. With a minute left, she knew I was close, but she also knew she was running out of time. Her pace quickened, and she began to get serious.
My watch went off, and I grabbed her hair and slid her off my dick. Without giving her a chance to respond, I pulled her gently to her feet, and pushed her not so gently onto her stomach on the futon. She started to struggle out of instinct (though not desire), but I pressed some of my weight down on her and began to bind her wrists behind her back. Caught in an awkward position, she could do little to resist, and her hands were soon tied together. I added a tight elbow cinch for good measure and hauled her to her feet.
Her wavy, frizzy dark brown hair was all over the place in a way that only made her sexier. I pulled her in a close embrace and kissed her passionately, my still spit soaked cock pushing into her soft stomach.
I gave her a devilish grin and grabbed another length of rope. I folded it in half and tied the middle around her wrists. Then I ran the two strands down between her legs, then up and over her shoulders back to the elbow cinch in a tight crotch rope. Ellie tested the bonds a bit sending both pleasure and pain through her aroused clit.
I guided her down onto her back on the futon and straddled her body with my cock hovering inches above her face. I toyed with her breasts, torturing her by rubbing the rough ropes over her nipples, pulling on her clit as well. She gasped and moaned in ecstasy and pain as I made her more and more horny.
Finally, I slid my dick towards her lips, giving her a chance to finish what she started. I wasted no time, sliding my dick all the way down her throat until my balls again rested on her chin. I let her enjoy the oral penetration for a few minutes, while I enjoyed her plight before pulling out and giving more shallow thrusts.
Her phenomenal lips again brought me to the edge very
quickly. Instead of letting her enjoy the salty taste of my seed, I pulled out and came on her face, taking special care to make sure she could reach very little with her tongue.
A black thong carelessly lying in the center of the room gave me an idea. Grabbing it off the floor, I used the panties to clean her face, and then shoved them into her mouth. Instead of a quick cum and swallow, she’d be tasting me for a little while. I slapped a piece of duct tape over her mouth to ensure they stayed put even though I knew I didn’t have to.
I hauled her to her feet once more and helped her to her knees on the floor facing the futon. I pushed her forwards, prompting a muffled moan. This tightened her crotch rope and I knew it. I cuffed one of the D-rings in her collar to the front bar on the futon, and after a few swats to the ass, left to get some dinner.
Chapter 3
After a long evening of homework, Ellie was on her knees in front of me. I sat on the futon with one hand stroking her cheek, and the other lazily lying off to the side. She worked slowly, hypnotically, up…down all the way…pause…and up again. My dick glistened with her spit. I closed my eyes and moaned softly, letting her do her work.
Her right hand found my left and our fingers intertwined tightly as she blew. We were both tired, and I had finished eating her out just a few minutes before. Her freshly shaved pussy still dripped with my saliva and her juices.
I let out another long sigh. I was getting close and she knew it. She pushed me over on my back on the futon and climbed on top of me; her breasts pressed into my chest and kissed me.
After several seconds she pulled away and gave me a devilish grin. I cocked my head to the side, curious. “Let’s go fuck in the Science Labs.” The Science Labs was actually a building full of both Labs and classrooms. Since the first floor of Labs was built first, and the classrooms added on several years later, the name stuck.