by Sophia Riley
“You...”
I gulped “Are you going to… tie me up?”
He patted me on the head. “Do you want me to?”
I felt a warmth grow inside of me. “I want to do what makes you happy.”
“Then get on your knees.”
I did exactly as he said and fell to me knees.
“Now put your arms behind your back.”
As soon as I did he began wrapping the rope around my wrists, in almost no time at all he’d tied my arms together so tightly that I could barely even move them. Once he was happy with my constraints he began unbuckling his belt, I looked up at him as he did this and eagerly awaited what was to come.
“Are you ta---”
“Shush pet” He said as he put his fingers to my lips.
I obediently closed my mouth and continued looking up at him as he pulled down his boxers and revealed his generous cock to me, it was partially flaccid but still bigger than any I’d seen before. I opened my mouth in anticipation but to my surprise his penis came nowhere near my mouth, Instead he placed it on top of my head, then he began slowly moving it down whilst tilting my face upwards. Soon after the entire length of his shaft was resting against my face. His balls hit my chin as his cock ran the entire length of my face and beyond.
Then he began moving his member up slightly, until his testicles were pushed against my nose. I had no choice but to breath in his scent as my nose was forced against his balls. I felt pathetic as I took in breath after breath of his musk but I dared not speak out.
Slowly his balls came down to my mouth and I took the cue to begin sucking them. I took both of them into my mouth and eagerly lapped at them. They tasted differently than I’d expected but I enjoyed the taste regardless.
“You’re wet already.” Peter said abruptly.
I looked down and was surprised to see that he was right. My pussy juices had already soaked my white panties and left a very visible damp patch. Suddenly I was motioned to stand up and did exactly that. Once I was up Peter grabbed both sides of my panties and slide them down, I stepped out of them and then he brought them up to my face.
“Smell them.” He demanded as he shoved them against my nose.
I compliantly sniffed my own juices whilst Peter’s balls filled my mouth. Then, without warning he withdrew his testicles from my mouth and replaced them with his cock. I was completely unprepared as he began ramming his cock down my throat, all whilst my underwear was held against my face.
I couldn’t speak out even if I wanted to as he brutally thrusted his dick in and out of mouth, he didn’t give me a single moment of rest and instead began building pace. With every push his penis went deeper and deeper into my throat, there was nothing I could do but willingly accept his cock into my mouth, but there was also nothing else I wanted to do.
I could feel my pussy leaking as my throat was stuffed with several inches of dick. I couldn’t understand why but for some reason my body was enjoying being just as a fucktoy. It didn’t take long for the rough throat fucking to become too much for me though and I began coughing and gagging with every thrust. This didn’t deter Peter though as he continued relentlessly fucking my face.
Suddenly his thrust became weaker and I thought that meant he was about to cum down my throat, which made me far happier than it should have, but that wasn’t that case. He’d really just grown tired of thrusting himself and instead grabbed the back of my head and began forcing me to choke myself on his dick instead. He ruthlessly pushed my head back and forth onto his cock as if I were nothing more than a fuckdoll for him to play with.
I felt my makeup running as my eyes began watering from the inhuman treatment that my throat was receiving. Despite my outward appearance I was feeling a massive amount of pleasure as I choked and gagged on cock. My only complaint was that Peter’s penis was penetrating my throat and not my pussy, which was aching for dick.
Without warning my head was pushed all the way down onto Peter’s massive cock. I instinctively pulled away as I struggled for air but my squirming was ignored as I felt the penis in my throat begin to twitch. Suddenly I felt a large load of cum begin spurting down my throat, I didn’t even have a choice as to whether or not to swallow it, instead it was deposited directly into my stomach. Slowly my head was allowed to move back as Peter’s cock continued squirting into my mouth. Some of his seed fell onto my tongue as his penis left my mouth and I made sure to savor it.
It tasted both salty and sweet at the same time. I let it sit on my tongue for some time and it made my taste buds go slightly numb. The taste alone was nice but the thought of having Peter’s seed in my mouth was overwhelming. It felt a shame to have it in my mouth as opposed to my pussy but I couldn’t deny that I loved the thought of being marked. Finally I swallowed the cum with a smile on my face then stuck out my tongue to prove what a good girl I was.
Chapter Four
After watching me eagerly swallow his load, Peter removed my panties from my face then moved his hand to my pussy, which he gently poked at. He then pulled his finger away and put it in front of my eyes to show me just how wet I was.
“Can you fuck me?” I asked timidly.
He looked down at me. “No.”
“Please, I need your---”
“No.”
I hung my head in disappointment, I just couldn’t understand why he was teasing me so much, even after I sucked his cock and drank his cum.
He noticed my discontent and pulled my head up by my chin.
“It’s okay.” He said. “I’ll fuck you in the morning.”
A mixture of happiness and anger came over me. “The morning, why not now?”
“Because I said so pet.” He released my chin. “Now come to bed.”
I followed him into the bedroom where he began undressing, once he was nude I stared at his body while he got under the covers of his bed.
“Come.” He said before patting the bed.
I couldn’t help but feel like I was being treated like a dog as I obediently climbed onto the bed with my hands still tied. I briefly rested my head on the pillow before I was corrected.
“Not there.” Peter said as he pushed me down to his waist. “And take off that bra.”
“I can’t” I said whilst motioning my bound arms.
He wrapped his arm around me and unclipped my bra. “Oh right.”
He then pulled it off and threw it onto the floor.
I suddenly felt vulnerable again as my breasts were freed, I was nude, bound and lying in someone else's bed but I somehow felt at home. I placed my plump breasts on Peter’s stomach then rested my head on his chest. It forced my tied hands into an uncomfortable position but it was worth it.
As I tried to get comfortable I felt Peter’s hand grab onto my breast and begin squeezing it. Though he didn’t seem to be doing it for sexual gratification like before, now he was just holding onto my intimate area because he could, he was showing me how much control he had over my body, that I was his plaything, to use as he pleased. It was a strangely comforting thought, being controlled; owned by a man, it was how I was meant to be treated.
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Suddenly I felt the sun hitting my eyes, even with my head underneath the duvet it was brighter than I liked. As I squinted and tried to come to terms with the sunlight I realized that it must be morning. Finally, I was going to get the pussy fucking I had been looking forward to. I glanced down at my crotch and could already see that I was wet, so wet in fact that I had leaked some of my juices onto the bed during the night, although my legs spent most of the time wrapped around Peter’s thigh, which was evidently covered in my secretion.
I moved my hand to wipe away the liquid but was quickly reminded of my bondage, I tried to wiggle myself free a little but it was no use, the rope was too tight. As I looked forward I saw Peter’s cock resting against his abs. It looked so comfortable, so happy, so suckable. My mind wandered back to the night before, to the taste of his cum in my mouth.
; With my hands tied I couldn’t shake him to wake him up, or even make him a cup of coffee, I was completely helpless without him, I couldn’t even dress myself in my current state. I knew I had to wake him up but I couldn’t decide on how. I thought of shouting his name but I didn’t want him to wake up in a bad mood, because then he might not fuck me like he’d promised. Then a thought sprung into my mind. What about a blowjob?
Carefully, I placed my tongue on the tip of his cock and began gently tickling it, then I ran down the side of his shaft, coating it in my saliva. Once I’d covered every inch I wrapped my lips around the head and began sucking. It felt different than before, tenderly sucking his cock was far more pleasant than having it shoved down my throat, I almost enjoyed the feeling.
Then I felt a hand on the back of my head, I braced myself for the throat fucking that I thought I was about to receive but instead I got a gentle stroke on the head. Peter didn’t say a word as he lightly brushed my hair. Gradually his cock grew hard in my mouth and I knew I was doing a good job.
Then suddenly he pulled the duvet up and shocked me with bright sunlight. As my eyes adjust for a second time I found Peter’s hand groping my breast again. This time he tightly pinched my nipple then pulled it, as if he were testing it’s elasticity. I let out a soft moan on Peter’s cock as he twisted my nipple before releasing it.
“Can I… fuck you?” I asked shyly.
“Of course.” He replied.
Not wasting anytime I climbed on top of peter and placed my thighs on either side of him. I started rubbing my pussy against his abs and then on his dick. He was now rock hard and his rather intimidating penis needed to go inside of me, but with my hands bound I just couldn’t get it in.
Peter laughed. “You need some help there?”
I just bit my lip and gave him a desperate look.
He knew exactly what this meant and placed the head of his cock in-between my pussy lips. As soon as he did I fell down on him and took as much of his thick member as I could. I let out a squeal of pure ecstasy as my pussy was finally reunited with his dick.
“Oh fuck.” I moaned as I pushed myself even further down.
Once I’d taken in as much of Peter’s cock as I possibly could I pulled myself back up, then fell down onto it again and again and again. I finally felt rewarded as I filled my insides with Peter’s cock. Happily I bounced up and down, receiving the best dicking of my life. Though I still wanted more of him inside of me, but with my arms tied I couldn’t leverage myself at the right angle and had to accept whatever cock I could get.
Just as I was getting into the rhyme of things, Peter wrapped his arm around me neck and pulled me in close to him, I puckered my lips in preparation for a kiss but was suddenly disorientated as I was thrown upside down. Before I knew it I had swapped places with Peter and was now laying on the bed while he towered over me.
Then he leaned in close to me again, and just as our eyes met he thrusted deep inside of me. I screamed out in both pain and pleasure as I felt what could only have been my cervix getting hit.
“Oh fuck, oh yes.” I moaned.
With every thrust I felt my lust build and I knew I was going to be addicted to this dick for the rest of my life. It pumped into me over and over again and I was in bliss as it did. Then my legs became weak, just as I prepared my body for the oncoming climax I felt Peter’s cock begin to shake inside of me. I wrapped my trembling legs around him and pulled him in as close as possible, forcing him to pour his seed deep into my womb. The warm liquid felt so good as it spurted inside of me. Then my mind started to go blank as my pussy tightly gripped onto Peter’s cock.
My body quivered as the climax overtook my body, then I started to feel limp before finally gaining control again. The feeling of intense pleasure lingered even as Peter pulled out of me. I looked at his cock with adoration as he brought it to my face. As soon as it was close enough I pulled myself forward to suckle on it. Treating myself to the small amount of semen that remained. The salty-sweet taste remind me just how much of a cock-addicted slut I was.
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