“where are we?” I asked.
“ My place.” he replied matter-of-factly.
He let me out of the door and I walked behind him slowly, waiting for what was next.
Once we were inside the front door, he grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me to him, kissing me roughly. His tongue caressed mine, and his hands slide from my lower ass up to my lower back. They stopped and ripped off my thong, making my crotch burn as the fabric was violently torn away. I gasped and tried to push him away, but he was too strong. He laughed and began to lead me down a hallway decorated with various photos of S&M scenes.
“ Now, do not scream little girl. You will do exactly as I say, and enjoy every minute of pleasure that I get from this.” Upon finishing his sentence his arms swooped me up and opened the door. The room we entered was too dark for me to see where I was going. Or for that matter, what he was doing. I was tossed onto a bed, covered in silk linens. I saw him at a dresser removing several objects, and my body tensed as he neared the foot of the bed. Fingers wrapped around my ankles pulling me towards him, then spreading them apart. Cold air hit my exposed cunt and I gasped loudly.
The man didn’t utter a single word, or even acknowledge I was alive and breathing. His focused movements began to frighten me as ropes wound around my ankles. My breathing had increased and I felt my breasts rising up and down. His hands moved up my legs in a swift movement to pull my skirt down. His strength was unbelievable. I was now bare from my waist down. Fully exposed in the most humiliating of ways. I was still a virgin.
He lowered his head to my leg and licked me slowly from my knee to the top of my inner thigh. Teasing me. Watching me squirm with desire, an ache burrowed deep in my body was released. I writhed and squealed, while arching my back off of the mattress. I felt his teeth clamp down on a piece of skin and gently gnaw, causing me to let out a scream of pleasure. When he suddenly stopped I was left, panting, wanting more.
He placed each knee beside my hips, holding me in place. Of course it didn’t really matter. I wouldn’t have moved even if I could. He had me spellbound. Trapped. His fingertips traced my body from my lips, down my collarbone, around each breast, and each nipple. Even though I still had my top on, I could feel his nails brush against them. His fingers continued down my sides, around my bellybutton, and when they reached the bottom of my shirt, he ripped. My favorite shirt was shredded in half. Tears flowed down my cheeks but I still could not move. He laughed and flicked a nail over my exposed nipple. I shuddered in response, not admitting I wanted more.
My body was out of control. She was betraying me. He buried his face between my breasts and dragged his tongue across them, over each nipple, clamping his teeth down occasionally. Letting me know who was in control. It happened so quickly. One minute he was above me, torturing me with that magnificent mouth, the next he was beside the bed roughly handling my wrists. Tying each to the O rings dangling from the bed. I was spread eagle and vulnerable. My cunt was burning hot, aching to be fucked. But he was a vengeful god. He wanted more than a fucking. He wanted to have power, and control. He wanted to make me melt inside those forceful arms. He wanted to make me scream his name, and call him my master. I was willing. I wanted what he wanted so bad. We had a thread of words strung between us. A thread that would break so easily if provoked. We were bound together.
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I waited for what would happen next, my breathing even and solid. My chest rising up and down in smooth intervals. Seconds became hours. And I was still waiting. I didn’t know the time. I did not know anything. Those green eyes watching me from the foot of the bed. He had a clear view of me. He saw what I could not. I trembled. He laughed. I didn’t even know this mans name!! But I was here, spread across his bed, like a slut. Waiting to be devoured.
“ Renee, I want you to know that the only words you are allowed to speak, are Yes Master, and Yes Sir. Nothing else. Those are the only words you are allowed. Do you understand?”
“Y-yes…”
“Yes what?”
“Y-y-yes sir.”
“That’s better.”
“Now, do you understand what you are here for child?”
I shook my head. It wasn’t good enough for him. He slapped my thigh hard and my body lurched forward, defying the tight ropes.
“I asked you a question, and you did not respond appropriately. You will be punished every time you do not do as I ask of you. Understood?”
“Yes sir”. I swallowed hard and laid there helpless. He grabbed my shirt from my body and rolled it into a tight ball, making sure it was compact.
“Open your mouth, little slut.”
“NO!” I screamed.
“What did you say? You will open your mouth, even if I have to force you.”
I obeyed, and slowly opened my mouth. He quickly placed my balled up shirt inside my mouth, while pulling out a roll of duct tape. My eyes widened in horror when I realized this was also going across my mouth, to hold the cloth in place. My breath became rapid as he secured the tape, and ran a finger from my chin to between my breasts.
“You like that don’t you? I cant afford to have you screaming like that. Not anymore. Though, it really doesn’t matter if you do. No one can hear you. No one for miles. I really enjoy watching you all tied up and helpless. It thrills me supremely. I live here, in this place, by myself. No one will know that you disappeared. I know your kind. One of those slutty teenagers who think they can tease, but don’t like the consequences. I know you. I know everything about you. I have been watching you around town. Watching you flirt shamelessly, shaking your ass to tease me. You know me too little one. You know me well. You have felt my eyes watching you, and burning holes through your clothing. You enjoyed being watched, didn’t you?”
I shook my head hard, thrashing my body against the mattress, making gurgling sounds through the material gagging my mouth. His laughter burned through my ears and tears poured hard down my face. I felt so sick, horrible, disgusting.
“So Renee, what do you want me to do next?”, his cruel voice echoed, and I let my body fall limp.
THE END
We disrobed each other. She took my shirt off and kissed and rubbed my chest. It felt wonderful. I removed her blouse and gently massaged her breasts through her bra. Kissing her neck I heard her breathing begin to deepen as I removed her bra. My god, she had the most perfect little breasts with the cutest damn nipples I’d ever seen.
I squeezed them softly and licked and sucked on those perfect nipples as I guided her to the bed. She loosed my belt and undid my fly as she grabbed for my pants to be removed immediately! It was funny, she was so frantic, so aggressive, I couldn’t believe it. I kicked my shoes and pants off and she lunged for my cock which was already hard. She began sucking and licking my fat dick and the sight of her sliding up and down on my cock was about more than I could handle.
Her little pink lips and tongue slid up and down my shaft as I ran my fingers through her hair. I knew I couldn’t handle much more and I had to have that sweet little pussy. I tore through her belt buckle and slid her pants down. Ripped her shoes and socks off, and threw those damn pants to the floor. My god she was perfect. In hindsight I remember thinking what a nice big butt she had for a little white girl. It was a nice surprise. I’d imagined her having a good butt when I saw her around work, but here it was, naked and here for my pleasure. Nice little pop out. Her skin was so smooth, so tight. Even a little baby fat.
As I was 26, it had been years since I’d been with a young 18 year old, not since high school. My god they have the best bodies, I can tell you that. I licked her little toes down her calves, and up her thighs. Gently grazing her pussy I went back up her tummy and started sucking those perfect pink nipples again. I will tell you, that on my way back up, I noticed the girl was virtually completely shaved, just a very thinly shorn patch of perfectly manicured pubic hair above her sweet little pussy. Her fair skin glowed in the dim light and she was the image of an angel.
We embraced again, kissing tightly, tongues entangled as I kissed down her breasts, her tummy, down to her sweet inner thighs until I finally wrapped my lips around that beatiful pussy. What a beautiful little pussy. It was so pink, and she was totally wet with her sweet juices. She actually smelled so fresh, a product of her youth. I licked that slit up and down as she moaned and writhed in pleasure. Flicking my tongue against her clit I felt her body shudder up and down as she grinded her hole against my face. I don’t know how long I was down there, but before I knew it, she was pulling my head up and begging me to fuck her.
I reached into the nightstand and pulled on a condom. She turned my over onto my back and got on top of me, slowly inserting my hard cock into her tight, young pussy. Mmmmm, it felt nice. She braced her hands on my chest and began riding my cock. Up and down, up and down, faster and faster, grunting and groaning. I couldn’t believe how into it she got! She was like a little animal! My ex was no dead fish in the sack, but this chick was damn near possessed! I turned her over and started fucking her missionary. She gazed into my eyes and her body was in full on orgasm mode as she bucked up and down on my cock, just pounding into her for all I was worth.
I couldn’t last much longer and who could’ve blamed me? I kept fucking her harder and harder until I hit that spot and oh my, I must’ve cum a motherload, filling that condom to the hilt, until I collapsed on top of her. Our bodies breathed perspiration and we kissed each other lightly and gently. We lay there for awhile until our minds came back from the edge of sexual lust. She had to get home and I had to get to bed. Gotta make sure I get a good night’s sleep, right? Shit…
Anyway, she went home, we kissed and hugged each other good night, and we both looked forward to the next time. She said she wanted me to see her place, and I happily said, “sure, why not?” And yes folks, there was a next time. I would love to tell you all about the next time with little Singer, the celeb’s daughter.
The End !!!
How about a short story about a dancer with singer “Britney Spears " duno whether true or not just read it from a US website from a dancer - Title : Britney Spear’s “cum”-back 2007 Dance Rehearsals . Enjoy !!!
It had been a some one sweatier, more intense session today, she had been working us all really hard. I was one of Britney Spear’s five back-up dancers, practicing ready for her fourth coming video shoot and perhaps her tour. It had been very stressful of late, everything we had been working towards for the past couple of months was finally coming to a head. If I were under stress I could only imagine what kind of stress Britney must have been under.
I stood looking at myself in the large wall sized mirror directly in front of me, I could see behind me too from the mirror placed on the opposing wall. My eyes wandered up, towards where Britney was stood, to where I could see her. My heart raced as I notcied her watching me, but not watching my eyes, but watching my ass. I knew she was into me, and I know she knew I was into her, she must have, she was so god damn sexy and that’s after having two children.
I some how managed to snap myself out of the trance I had fell into, thinking about her and watching her ogle me. She looked so sexy tonight, wearing next to nothing like the out fit for the video dictated. “I think that’s enough for today,” Shouted Britney, only shouting so that she could be heard clearly over the music playing, of which we were dancing to. “I’m sweating!” She laughed loudly, I just smiled to myself, almost smitten for her. My name’s Claire and I was originally from London, England’s capital city. I had only mover over here, to America because of my job, but I don’t regret it for one second. My boobs were rather big, so big in fact, my thin vest top wasn’t enough to hide them, but instead my padded, push up bra did that job, but exposing them to best effect. I was also very thin, but with a feminine shape.
We all slowly began to reach for our belongings situated all around the small room, which seemed seemingly bigger due to the large mirrors used as walls and bright, airy lights. Slowly as I bent over, I could hear Britney’s heels gently tapping on the wooden floor, coming towards me. My ass, the thing she longed for so bad, in the air, staring right in front of her. “I quite enjoyed the session today…” I said, now standing up, unnoticeable teasing her. “I like it when you work us hard and make us sweat.” I bit my bottom lip, she just stared at my luscious, damp lips licking her own at the very thought of having me, here.
“I was thinking, you’re a very hot girl…” She said, I was a very sexually experienced woman, but god, my pussy began to throb like it was my first time all over again. My thoughts going all over the place, hell I didn’t even know for sure if she was going to even say that it. “We should change the dance a bit so we have a bit more of an erotic bit.” She giggled, I smiled again but found myself quite dis-heartened that that was all she had to say.
“I agree, but, you know, we could recite that whole thing you did with Madonna for MTV that time.” I laughed loudly, half serious if I had to be honest. “She was a good kisser, women are always a lot hotter then men.” She laughed, we were both laughing. Suddenly, like out of the blue, we both stopped laughing and gazed into each others eyes. Her deep brown eyes, like a whole new universe to explore. I felt my body spasm towards her, my pussy throbbing so hard I was getting rather paranoid I might cum or something ridiculous like that.
“Do you want me, Britney?” I asked, walking back from her slowly, teasing and controlling her to follow me. She gave a innocent nod, her eyes big and staring up at me like a little child. “Y-y yeah” She replied, in a slight stutter. “If you want me, you’ll have to come and get me.” I said backing up towards the wall, one side of the wall with the mirror on.
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She still followed me until speeding up some one and pushing me sternly, yet softly, into the mirror behind me. Her body now in front of mine, pressed tightly against me, her tongue deep inside my throat. It took me what of a second to adjust to this quick move and continue the fast, passionate pace she had set. Her arms pressed against the mirror restricting me from moving to far, or indeed escaping.
My long, red nails dug into her shoulder slightly, intensifying the tightness the more i began to get turned on. She let out a moan, more followed until I pulled away and pushed her from the wall, allowing me to walk free. I looked towards the floor, then back at her, she was following me, she wanted me so bad, the feeling was mutual. She walked towards me, She began caressing her own boobs, teasing me back. As soon as she was within reaching distance I grabbed her and threw her onto the floor, gently but with passion, and began to straddle her firm, toned stomach.
She let out a moan of pleasure as we both began undoing her thin crop top which had drove me so mad. Our fingers touched, it felt so sensual yet erotic at the same time. She opened to top to reveal the prized possessions, two large breasts hidden under a sexy black and white push up bra. I cupped them with both hands and began rubbing the laced material around her erect nipples. I could feel her body urging me to suck them, so I raised her body to undo the bra at the back, she was now sucking on my ear lobe, my body craving the enjoyment.
“Do you like this?” Said Britney, moaning in a trance like state. “Do you?” She let out a big moan as her bra was undone and flopped onto the floor beside us. I moved further down her body, now striding just below where her excited pussy lay. I grinned as I moved down to her breast and began suckling at it, Britney’s free fingers fondling her very own other nipple and reaching down to my pussy. “Down… Go…” She said, panting and moaning to quickly to speak clearly, I was obviously taking her to another place she had never been before with any other sexual encounter.
I began pulling her hot pants down, revealing a black, laced thong, matching the bra she had previously been wearing. I pulled it off and threw it carelessly in the air, I wanted to eat her out so bad now, the suspense was killing me and killing her, too. I began ravenously sucking away at her clit, then pushing my tongue into her slimy, moist pussy. Her body rigid and starting to shake slightly. Now, having briefly explored the inside of her pussy, I decided it were time to use my fingers. I started with two first, sliding them in and out of her warm pussy, her juices spilling out all over my hand, I wanted nothing more than to lap them up and savor every last taste.
“More, give me more!!” She shouted, urging me by pulling at my shoulder too, her body arching ready for an orgasm. Now, three fingers deep inside her pussy, more moans came, of more intensity and excitement. Faster, faster, faster until… “OHH MYYY GODDD CLAIREEE!!!” screamed Britney, her body now settling in my arms, I was now cradling her like a baby. I examined down at her body, she lay there, panting and covered in sweat, staring up at me in appreciation. “That… was amazing.” She said, her stomach pumping in and out at a vigorous rate due to the breath she had lost. I was still clothed, tonight wasn’t about getting my pleasure, it was about pleasuring her. Showing my appreciation to her for all that she had done for me.
I stood up fully and gave her a hand to her feet, she stood shakily, unsteady on her feet from all the pleasure and excitement. “Here I’ll pick these up for you.” I said, reaching down for her bra and thong, teasing her ever more. I stood, admiring, as she began to re-cloth herself and recompose her self again. She smiled broadly when she looked up, noticing me watching her. “When can we do this again baby?” She asked, giggling in an intoxicating flirty way. She seemed almost drunk, drunk on the intense pleasure I had just given her. “When ever I get the time. Britney…” I winked, then turned my back and excited the practice room. Her beautiful aroma stained on my clothing. A stain I would be sure to savor for a long time.
The End !!!
One last story for tonight - Title : Avril Lavigne - Girlfriend . Duno is this true , anyway please do enjoy !
The production party had been going on for some hours now. All that was left were 10 management people that the sober ones had left behind. Everyone was talking loudly and laughing. Except Dave. Dave was watching Avril Lavigne, or more importantly Avril’s legs. He was drunk and full of lust. She was wearing the outfit for her CD �girlfriend’ and the looking damned sexy, as she always did.
Dave was concert organiser, he had arranged the offstage party and Dave wanted to fuck her. He scanned her legs from the knee high boots, up the lithe legs to the short tartan skirt. He thought about running his tongue up her inner thighs and eating her.
Dave! Not going to sleep just yet are you?? She laughed. She knew how much this guy had invested in her, and enjoyed the luxury of this place.
He looked up startled from his ogling. What? Erm a bit yes.
She grinned Do you want another drink? It’s my round.
OK Sure, it’ll wake me up He smiled back.
As she got up, her bag fell over and her mobile phone fell out. He reached down and picked it up. Looked at it and plotted. Turning the phone off he put it in his jacket pocket.
An hour and a half later, a lot drunker than before, Avril got up to leave. She waved goodbye and wished everyone a good night and such. Dave stood up. He knew this was the only time he would have a chance with the happily married pop idol. He had heard a few stories and gossip of too much drink and Avril, and he intended finding out for himself. I’ll walk with you! He held his hand out to Avril and she quickly grabbed it to help steady herself.
Out in the open air, he pulled her closer as they walked and put his arm around her waist. So Avril, how are you getting back to the hotel?
I’m getting the limo to me at the radio station doors in half an hour She started to search in her bag for her phone. Dave could feel its weight inside his coat.
Whats up? he asked innocently.
My fucking phone? She mumbled My husband is out at his friends and I’m supposed to ring him on his mobile.
I think I saw it on your dressing table when you was locking your door.
Oh no. Are you sure? She looked fallen.
Positive! He squeezed her waist Come on, I’ll walk back with you!
Flirtingly she squeezed back and they headed off back to the dressing room.
The Nightman examined their I.D.s and let them into the building. Avril kept constantly winding him up. You alone with drunk little me in my dressing room She winked What will they say? Tongues will wag! She giggled.
Dave decided to make a small pass, letting his hand drop to her ass, he gave a quick squeeze and she giggled Stop it! Come on!
Avril opened the door and Dave followed her in. She quickly looked around the room. As she bent over to look around the table and shelves, Dave made his move. His hand went up the back of her short skirt and between her thighs.
She jumped up yelping and spinning around Hey quit that!
Dave moved closer, blocking her against the desk Sorry he smiled Couldn’t resist that! He placed his hand on her waist and stared into her eyes.
Avrils heart was still racing, but her drunkenness played the little joke off Just you wait until Dick hears about it. Pervey Dave made a pass at me She laughed brushing his hand off her waist and turning back to check her desk again. Dave cock was hard in his pants, his heart beat heavily in his chest. Only one word went through his mind. Now!
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He moved his body forward and pushed her face-down over her dressing table.
Hey! She screamed.
One hand pinning her down, the other quickly reached down and flicked the back of her tartan skirt up and around her waist. He rammed his knee forward and stopped her from closing her thighs.
Dave no! She begged What are you doing?
His hand reached between her nylon clad thighs and ripped at the crotch. Her legs and hands started flailing, trying to get her attacker off. Grabbing her wrist he brought it up sharply behind her back, making her squeal. His free hand returned between her thighs and yanked her panty crotch aside.
Please Dave! Don’t!
Dave’s fingers groped her hair covered snatch and delved in deep.
Inside she felt warm and damp, and Dave knew that he couldn’t go back now. Relax Avril, you’ll enjoy it! and with that he slowly started to fuck her with his fingers.
Avril gritted her teeth against his invading fingers and silently begged for this to be over. She thought of her husband, she thought of her daughter, she tried to think of anything else but what was happening to her.
He could contain himself no further and withdrew his fingers. The sound of him unzipping his pants made her scream and fight anew.
He ripped her pantyhose further and pulled her panties down and aside. She could feel his cock between her thighs, fiery hot and hard.
If you don’t relax, I might get the wrong hole!
She begged again and again Please Dave don’t! I’m begging you.
Through her struggles Dave continued to push further forward. Guiding himself, he forced his way between her ass cheeks, which made her scream louder.
Oh God! Dave! No please! No! Not there!
He leaned forward and hissed in her ear Stop struggling and open your legs!
She hesitated and pushed forward again. Between her sobbing, Avril parted her thighs and Dave moved his cock further down.
She could feel his fingers spreading her cunt lips wide and then she felt the tip of his cock rubbing up and down her opening. She held her breath, waiting him.
He plunged forward and speared her deep.
It had been what Dave had been wanting since he had joined the business team for Avril over six months ago. She always wore short skirts, loved flashing bits of her body at the guys, someone need her to be made aware of what she was doing to guys, and here he was dick and balls deep inside her. When he had surrendered to his lust he hadn’t cared about her struggling or pleading. He started to slowly pump his manhood deep inside her. She had stopped her screaming and fighting and just lay there while he fucked.
Avril had her breath taken away by his entry. She was being fucked slow and hard, a good size cock inside her. She had imagined Dave to be small in the lower department, but this felt big. She lay there trying to get her mind back to what was happening while he fucked.
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Feeling no more resistance in her, Dave let her pinned wrist loose from her back and gripped her waist. He knew she didn’t want this to stop when he saw her hands move up grip the edge of her desk and push herself slightly back onto him.
Avril’s thoughts swiftly floated through her senses. What the hell am I doing? Here he was fucking me. No, he’s raping me. God this feels good. Her mind was in turmoil. Her husband hadn’t even seen her in months and here was this guy who couldn’t get enough of her. No, this guy was raping her. But despite her minds arguments, her body pushed back onto Dave again.
He gripped her hips and pulled her back onto his thrust. She was his for the taking now and he was going to take every advantage he could.
She felt him push deep into her and grind himself against her and she let out a small whimper . He did it again and she lifted her head up to moan. This time when he pushed forward she pushed back onto him and started to fuck him back.
Avril was feeling herself coming close to orgasm. She knew she should stop, He was raping her for fucks sake! But he felt good, she was drunk. She needed this.
She started to pant harder as she pushed onto him, little mumbles coming from her mouth.
Dave rammed hard and deep, grinding himself. He could feel her clamping against his cock, making sure she felt everything. He could feel himself getting closer fucking her hard and deep. Holding himself inside and trying to twist deeper in.
Avril gripped the edge of the table, She could feel everything and she was enjoying it. Maybe it was the drink, maybe it was because she hadn’t had it in ages, maybe because she quite fancied Dave. Whatever the reasons, her body didn’t care and was almost at breaking point. She could feel the tingle from within, her knees were trembling oh yess she whispered
Gripping her buttocks hard, Dave began to pound into her. Long strokes almost pulling out before impaling her again and again. He could feel her begin to orgasm as he brought himself to the edge. He was going to make sure she remembered this.
With one hand he reached up and grabbed a handful of her long black hair. With the other hand he forced his thumb up her ass and then he came!
Avril screamed as she felt him enter her backside, she felt his cock shuddering inside her, the warm cum pounding against her insides. Her thighs and cunt contracted viciously around him sucking him dry. She could feel holding himself in deep as the last cum pumped from him. The thumb was still in her ass, not as painful as she had expected, but still strange and unwelcome.
Dave moved slowly inside her. He removed his thumb from her anus and let her hair go. Holding her hips, he pulled out and sat back onto her office chair, leaving her panting over the desk. He sat there looking at the view. She looked great from this angle, knee length boots still on, legs slightly parted, ripped pantyhose covering just the tops of her thighs, skirt nowhere in sight. He grinned and took in the scene.
Avril lay across the desk, panting. She couldn’t quite move just yet. Her energy levels were just gone. She could feel the warm afterglow of an orgasm that was beyond what she normally felt. Oh God!That was soo good She finally managed to say.
Dave smiled and said Thanks girlfriend.
The End !!!
Good Night To All Readers !!! Hope you all enjoy the stories here , will post more tomorrow night if time permits . Thanks again !!!
Jane
Jane felt scared and self-conscious as she performed her long-time fantasy in front of the man tied and gagged to the chair. It’s one thing to enjoy ones own secret fantasy life but to do it for real was an entirely different matter all together.
“Do you like what you see?” She asked rhetorically still feeling a little foolish inside while spreading her legs so he could see her pussy.
Jane spread her swollen lips and began to gently, slowly circle her clit as her eyelids relaxed to a semi open state.
“You will lick this.” She said to the man staring darkly into his eyes.
Jane reached for the rabbit vibrator and inserted it slowly into her pussy until the rabbit’s ears wrapped around her swollen clit sending its determined vibrations surging through her groin.
“You are going to fuck this hole.” She said hardly able to get the words past her first orgasm.
The man’s eyes were bulging. His veins were sticking out of his temples. His face was red with raging passion as he strained against the ropes holding his wrists to the arms of the chair.
Jane rolled to her hands and knees and crawl between his legs. She ran her fingernails over the bulge in his pants stretching his jeans as tight as the strings of a tennis racket.
“You look ready.” She said as she unbuckled his belt and opened his pants allowing some of the restraining pressure to release as his cock expended into the stretch of his shorts.
Jane reached behind the chair and withdrew a large long evil looking pair of scissors.
The man’s eyes widened and focused on the scissors as she snapped them menacingly a couple of times and said, “Let’s see if I can do something about your discomfort.”
The man tensed up and tried to scream through his gag as Jane lowered the scissors.
She inserted the point of one of the blades inside the band and started slowly cutting through his shorts until finally his cock was released springing free with relief.
Jane
Jane dropped the scissors and kneeled between his knees and began to suck hard. She could feel him clinching as he approached orgasm.
“Not now.” She said lifting her face climbing onto the chair and standing up so that her pussy was right at the level of his face.
Bracing herself, she lifted a knee over his shoulder, exposing her dripping pussy to his mouth.
“Eat!” She commanded grabbing two fists full of hair and instantly being transported into the pulsating world of orgasm.
Her thighs were running wet with the mixture of his saliva and her honey as spasm after spasm vibrated through her soul capturing her in an involuntarily altered state of consciousness.
She did not notice that the restraints around his wrists were loosening and he was furiously working to free himself.
Suddenly she became conscious of his hands gripping her around her waist as she was lifted into the air before flying onto her back on the floor.
Struggling to regain her composer the man grabbed her wrists drawing her arms over her head pinning her wrists to the floor with one hand. He reaches down with his free hand inserting two fingers deep into her pussy.
“How long did think you could torture me like that?” The man growled as the back of his thumb rubbed her clit as his fingers melted her surprise into a puddle of growing ecstasy.
Jane began to move violently with his strokes choking off her screams into moans of growing pleasure.
“Fuck me!” She commanded.
The man withdrew his fingers and wrapped them around his cock as he rose to his knees.
“Is this what you want?” He said through clenched teeth.
The man began to tap her clit rapidly with the head of his cock.
“I’m going fuck you.” Said the man as he plunged his raging pole deep grabbing her shoulders and driving her forcefully into him.
Jane knew she hadn’t lost consciousness but she felt as though she were in a different world breathing electrified air charged by the engine pumping in and out of her like a out of control steam locomotive.
“It’s to much. Slow down. I can’t take it anymore.” She gasped as best as she could, unable to break the advancing insanity as it quickly began taking over her mind.
Soon the rational thinking Jane became lost in a cloud of animal lust. Jane began to furiously pump against the piston driving in and out, in and out, in and out…….
Jane’s consciousness exploded entirely, violently short-circuiting her thoughts and awareness of time and space. She lost control of her body. Her body was moving to a primitive beat consumed by wave after wave of rushing spasms and cascading gushes of pleasure. The primitive beast within her was released and had taken control. There was no Jane anymore.