“You know why I’m doing this don’t you Anna,” she nodded at his words. “You need to learn to behave.” He snapped the whip against his palm and she jumped a jolt of fear going through her.
He placed the whip under her chin and pushed until she stood. She turned and bent over the bed pushing her round ass towards him. He ran the whip over her skin and she shivered closing her eyes. The first lash made her moan and she pushed backwards wanting to feel more. He brought the whip down against her again and she felt the hot lust go through her stomach. There were ten strikes in all and when he was done she was shaking uncontrollably. He stood behind her and pressed his hard cock against her ass running his hands over the hot skin.
“You’re a good girl Anna.”
Slowly he pushed inside her tight pussy and tossed her head back sending her long hair tumbling over her shoulders. His hands clutched her ass, his fingers digging into the soft skin, as he began to thrust.
“You don’t cum, this is for me.”
“Yes sir.” Her words were muffled against the gag and he yanked it down pulling on her hair.
“Tell me.”
“I wont cum sir.”
He pressed down on her back pushing her against the bed. His free hand curled around her hip and pulled her back to meet his thrusts as he slammed into her. Soft cries escaped her plump lips as the pleasure built in her stomach but it wasn’t the same as when she had been Alejo’s. He had made her feel things that she couldn’t explain even to herself and when he had told her to leave she had been lost. Mike had been there to fill the void and now she felt she was stuck.
His hand came down hard on her ass, bringing her attention back to him, and she cried out as the pain burned in her skin. He sped up his thrusts, pounding into her soft pussy and she clenched her muscles as he hit against her cervix. Loud groans rumbled from his broad chest and he thrust harder until she was practically screaming at the sensation. He wrapped her hair around her hand and yanked her head back as he came. Thrusting deep into her pussy, she felt his cock pulse inside her as he spilled his cum. He pushed his dark hair away from his face and untied her wrists. He sat on the bed and watched as she dressed.
“Where are you going?”
“I have to work sir.”
“I don’t want you working tonight.” She stopped dressing and held her hands in front of her, she looked at the floor. “Call in sick.”
“Yes sir.” She pulled her phone from the pocket of her jeans and dialled the number. Her boss sounded worried when she told him.
“Is everything OK babe?”
“Yeah I’ve just come down with something, I should be fine in a couple days.”
“OK, well you get yourself better and let me know if you need anything.”
“Thanks.” She hung up and placed the phone back in her jeans that still lay on the floor. He beckoned her over and she obediently knelt between his legs, cleaning her juices off his cock. He groaned and grabbed her hair pushing her head down, listening to her gag as his length hit against the back of her throat.
“Good girl,” his eyes slid closed as he held her still and she sucked in a breath through her nose trying to stop herself from pushing away from him. If she did he would be angry. Alejo had never been like this and she wondered how much of the stuff he had done had been for him. He always seemed to put her first, as though he thought of her as more than a Sub.
Mike’s cock hardened in her mouth once again and he groaned pushing harder against her, she couldn’t help it. She placed her hands on his knees and tried to push herself backwards. His grip tightened in her hair as he pulled her back and wrapped his free hand around her throat hard. Her eyes widened as he cut of her breath and tried to move away from him. “You don’t fight me Anna, you do as you’re told. I don’t want to have to hurt you.”
She shivered in fear but he ignored her. Pulling her back he thrust his cock down her throat feeling her work to take his length. She still pushed against him, panic building as she fought to breath and he groaned again as the pleasure built. He stood, holding her head against him and pushed deeper down her throat as he came. He felt her working to swallow everything he gave her. Finally he let go of her and she sat back on her heels, bending he kissed her forehead.
“Don’t move,” he left the room and she heard the shower start. She stayed where she was. Her hands were shaking and she clutched them together in her lap fighting back tears. This wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted Alejo and now she knew, she had realised it too late.
*
He sat in his chair. Luanna was welcoming new comers and the club was packed. More and more people were joining every week and since Bella had left again he had thrown himself into his work; making sure it was even more successful.
“Another drink sir?” Elora appeared at his side and he shook his head holding his hand up.
“No.”
“You were late tonight.” He heard the worry in her voice. “Were you at the bar again?”
He didn’t answer. Bella had been gone for three months, the first month he had tried not to think of her at all but he couldn’t put her from his mind so he had started to visit the bar where she worked. He listened to her sing.
“You can’t keep doing this to yourself, its not healthy.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Finally he spoke and she shrank back in fear at the tone of his voice.
“Have you tried to speak to her?”
“I don’t want to talk about this and if you want to keep your job you’ll drop it.”
“Yes sir.” Elora left him and he rubbed his hands over his face. Standing he walked from the club, unable to stay any longer. Luanna watched him go, he hadn’t been the same since Bella had gone and it hurt her to see him like this.
Within a half hour he was back in his apartment. He poured himself a drink and walked through to the bedroom. He opened the door to the large closet and looked at the safe.
His token was in there, he hadn’t looked inside since she left and he knew he would never give it to anyone else but her. For a moment he looked at the safe debating whether to take it out, throw it away but in the end he closed the door again. He knew it was stupid but he couldn’t bring himself to throw away the last thing he had of her. He sat on the bed and drank, numbing himself until he fell asleep.
*
“Bend over.” Bella shivered at the tone of her masters voice and bent at the waist wrapping her hands around her ankles. Mike walked behind her, his eyes roamed over her exposed skin and he swished the riding crop through the air. There were red welts on the skin of her ass, he had already had to punish her once today. She had been late at work and had made him wait again.
“You really need to learn to behave Anna, I don’t like to punish you.” He snapped the crop against his thigh and watched her jump. “You know I’m doing this for you don’t you?” She nodded and he brought the crop down on the back of her thigh, she whimpered. “Answer me.”
“Yes sir.”
He whipped her again and she bit her lip. The beating went on for what felt like hours. By the time he was satisfied tears were streaming down her face and she was shivering uncontrollably. The pain was all consuming, burning her skin and when he smoothed his hand over her ass she moaned in pain. He undid the zip of his jeans and thrust inside her. She bit her lip to hide her moan of pain her teeth cutting through her skin and blood spilled over her lip and round onto her cheek. He reached forward and took hold of her hair yanking her head back. He thrust harder and pulled her arms behind her back. Taking hold of both wrists in one large hand he pulled, arching her back and his eyes roamed over the curve of her waist.
“You know I don’t like punishing you.” She couldn’t answer and he pulled harder on her wrists, yanking her arms back. She whimpered at the pain in her shoulders shot through her body. “You answer me when I talk to you.”
“I’m sorry sir.” He pushed deeper and she felt her cheeks flush. She couldn’t hide it from herself. She wanted this, she loved this. She wanted this, but she didn’t want him. Her tight pussy gripped his length and he groaned through gritted teeth and kept still. She waited but he didn’t move and finally she pushed backwards. When he didn’t say anything she began to move her hips, fucking herself on his cock and moaning as pleasure built in her stomach. He stared down at the graceful curve of her back and smiled at the sight of his thick length disappearing into her soft, pink pussy. He curled his hand around her hip and took over thrusting hard and deep and she cried out as her orgasm built. He slapped her ass hard and she shrieked but pushed harder back against him begging him wordlessly.
“Please sir.”
“Please what?” He smirked at the husky tone of her voice.
“Please can I cum sir? Please can I cum sir?”
He leant forward and bit her shoulder. “Cum.”
His voice was a hard command and she came undone her whole body shaking as her juices coated his cock. He kept thrusting feeling his own orgasm grow until he thrust deep, holding himself inside her. She moaned as she felt him pulse inside her, filling her with his hot cum.
He stepped back and looked at her. She straightened slowly and turned to face him. “Go get yourself cleaned up. I don’t need you any more tonight.”
She nodded and collected her clothes from where they lay on the floor. Dressing quickly she hurried from his apartment. She walked home, looking at the floor. She hid her face feeling embarrassed, as though everyone who passed her knew what she had been doing. She didn’t know why but her feet took her past the familiar alley and she stopped looking up.
Slowly she walked towards the entrance of the club, stopping at the door she debated going in. She didn’t know if he was in there but just for a moment she wanted to feel close to him. He had given her a choice, she could stay with him but he didn’t want her as his Sub any more. She wished she could give him what he wanted. A real relationship, a future for the two of them but she couldn’t let go of her fears and let herself want it too.
An icy cold settled in her stomach and she stepped back away from the door. A voice from behind her made her jump and she spun round to look into Elora’s blue eyes.
“Bella? What are you doing here?” The woman didn’t sound angry and she reached out to take the girls hand. Looking down she saw the bruises on Bella’s skin and raised an eyebrow. “What are these?”
“Nothing.” Bella snatched her hand back and looked at the floor refusing to meet Elora’s kind gaze.
“Are you looking for Alejo? He’s not here at the moment but if you want to come in and wait?”
Bella shook her head violently. “No, no I shouldn’t be here. I don’t know why I came.”
She turned to walk back down the alley but Elora called after her. “He wants to see you, you should come in.”
“I can’t.” Bella didn’t turn round but sprinted away and down the street.
*
Alejo sat in the high back chair in Luanna’s room, he held a lit cigarette in his hand and tapped the ash into a glass tray on the table beside him. He was naked and his cock was hard. He stroked it with his free hand and watched the two girls on the bed.
Luanna was knelt between the legs of a dark skinned girl, her tongue teased the girls clit and she writhed against the bed. Luanna pushed two fingers into the girls tight pussy curled upwards hitting against the sweet bundle of nerves. Alejo took a deep drag on his cigarette and blew the smoke in a ring towards the ceiling. The girls moans filled the room and she leant her head back. Her head was at the foot of the bed and her eyes fluttered open meeting his. Luanna glanced up from between the girls legs and winked at him. He couldn’t help but smile.
He beckoned to the girl and she rolled off the bed and came to kneel between his legs. Her name was Grace, she had been with them for almost a month and had brought in business since the day she had arrived. She was a good Sub. She reached out and wrapped her hand around his thick length and stroked gently. He watched as she leant forward and swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. He took another drag of his cigarette as she pushed her head down taking him into her warm mouth and he groaned deep in his chest. She kept her hand wrapped around the base of his cock and bobbed her head sucking gently. Luanna watched from the bed. She knelt and her fingers teased her clit as she watched, her cheeks heating.
Alejo pushed Grace back and turned her so she bent at the waist her chest resting against the bed. Luanna fell back and pulled the girls head to her pussy moaning as she felt her wet tongue on her. Alejo spat on his hand and stroked his cock before pushing inside her tight pussy. Grace moaned and thrust her ass back against him taking him deeper. He placed his hands on her ass and pushed his thumb into her tight hole. He heard her gasp and pushed deeper, thrusting harder. Grace spread Luanna’s legs further and her tongue teased Luanna’s clit. The moans of the two women filled the room.
He thrust harder slamming into her tight pussy and pushed his thumb deeper into her ass. Grace moaned and worked her tongue harder. Luanna’s hand came up to pinch and twist her nipples and her back arched off the bed. Alejo thrust harder and spoke through gritted teeth.
“You don’t cum, neither of you cum until I say you can.”
Luanna whimpered and bit her lip. Her toes curled and her eyes caught his as she pleaded with him silently. He smirked and his hips thrust harder against Grace. Luanna tried to push Grace’s head from between her legs but Alejo pushed down on the girls back keeping her still and Luanna squirmed on the bed.
“Don’t you fucking dare cum.” He could hear the moans of the girls getting louder and thrust harder until he could feel Grace shaking beneath him. With a small smile he looked at Luanna.
“Cum.”
Luanna arched on the bed, her fingers pinching her small pink nipples and her whole body shivering. Her breath came in small pants and her hips thrust up. Grace pressed herself back against him taking him deep as he could go and her pussy quivered around his thick cock. He stepped back and they moved to kneel in front of him. Grace began liking her juices off the base of his cock and Luanna sucked the head into her warm mouth. He groaned looking down at the two women working so hard to please him. He felt his orgasm building and his hands curled into fists at his side.
His stomach clenched and he dropped his head back. His eyes closing and his orgasm ripped through him. Luanna sucked taking everything he gave before turning her head and kissing Grace sharing his cum with her.
There was a knock on the door.
“Yes?”
Elora stuck her head into the room. “May I have a word sir?”
He nodded and stepped into his grey suit trousers. Picking up the pack of cigarettes and his lighter he followed the woman out into the hall. He lit a cigarette and tucked Elora’s white blonde hair behind her ear.
“Everything alright?”
“Bella was here earlier.”
His breath caught in his throat and his stomach lurched but he kept his face calm. “She was?”
“I saw her when I came in, she was waiting outside.”
“What did she want?” He took another drag on his cigarette and walked to his room. He didn’t look at the empty room beside his.
“I think she wanted to see you.”
“But she didn’t wait?”
“Alejo stop,” she reached out and took hold of his wrist turning him to face her. “Will you just stop. This is stupid!”
Alejo’s eyes flashed angrily and she dropped his arm looking at the floor. “I’m sorry sir.”
He stubbed his cigarette out and took hold of her wrists. Walking her backwards until her back hit the door, he pushed her further until the door closed and pressed his body against hers. In her heels she was only a couple of inches shorter than him and his hips pressed against hers intimately.
“You don’t get to tell me what I should do.” She gasped at the rough tone of his voice and refused to meet his eyes. “She chose what she wanted and it wasn’t me.”
His voice held a note of sadness and she looked up in surprise. She had never heard him like this before. “Sir.”
“I said enough,” he pushed hard against her and she gasped; half in fear, half in arousal as she felt his cock grow hard against her. “I don’t want to talk about her, I don’t want to think about her. I’m thinking about you.”
She moaned quietly as he rolled his hips against her and bit her lip. Her eyes closed as he moved his lips to her neck and kissed her softly before biting. He still held her hands either side of her head and with his knee nudged her legs apart, pressing closer. His erection pressed into the softness of her pussy and her breath hitched in her throat. He took both of her hands in one of his and with his free hand lifted the long black skirts of her dress. He undid the button of his trousers allowing his thick cock to spring free. She wore a tiny black lace thong and he ripped it away from her pale skin. He found her clit with the tip of his finger and circled the small nub of flesh. Her head dropped back against the door and her tongue came out to wet her lips.
“Oh god.” Her voice was breathy and he smiled against her neck before moving his lips up to speak into her ear.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve touched you Elora.” He slipped a finger inside her tight heat. “God you’re already wet for me.” She couldn’t talk. He was right, it had been a long time since he had touched her and now she was teetering on the edge. He had barely touched her. “Do you want me to fuck you Elora?” She nodded not trusting herself to speak, he nibbled her earlobe. “I’m afraid I can’t hear you.”
“Yes sir please, I want you to fuck me. Please.” She should have felt embarrassed at the pleading tone of her voice but she didn’t. She needed to feel him inside her.
He smiled and slowly pushed his thick length inside her. She cried out and pushed her hips forward. He hooked his hand under her knee and pulled one leg around his waist so he could press deeper. His thrusts were slow, deliberate and within seconds she was shaking.
“Please sir.”
“Please what?” There was laughter in his voice.
“Harder, I need it harder.”
This time he did laugh but thrust harder, slamming into her tight pussy. Her hands clenched into fists and she pulled herself up to try and get closer. He pulled her other leg round his waist so he supported her on his muscled thighs and thrust faster. He let go of her wrists and snapped the clasps on the top of her dress. Her breasts bounced free and he took one nipple between his fingers and pinched hard listening to her pained cry. He pinched harder, her hands came to rest on his shoulders and her nails dug into his skin.
Her breath came faster and her stomach clenched as her orgasm built.
“Can I cum sir?” He didn’t answer but thrust harder. She bit her lip trying to fight the pleasure building in her stomach. Her orgasm built until she couldn’t fight it any more. “Please sir I can’t hold it any more. Please can I cum sir?”
He still didn’t answer and she gave a strangled cry as she came. Her juices spilled down his cock and her whole body trembled as her pussy convulsed around him thick length.
He dropped his head to her shoulder, cautiously she stroked his golden red hair and down his shoulders.
“She wants to see you, you should go and talk to her.”
He growled in anger and dropped her to her feet. He redid his trousers and looked at her, his green eyes flashing. “I told you to drop it.”
“And I told you its not healthy for you to be like this. You’re hurting and so is she,” she tidied her skirts and opened the door. “You both need to grow up and admit that you can’t be without each other.”
She closed the door before he could say another word and he swore loudly. He shook another cigarette from the packet and lit it angrily. He paced for a moment before walking from his room and into the empty one beside it. Looking around he sighed. The room stilled smelled of her perfume. He walked to the wardrobe and looked inside. Her clothes all still hung there neatly and he reached out to touch the fabric.
“God dammit pet.”
*
She wiped down the tables, the bar was empty and she had stayed behind to close up to make up for missing shifts. It had been a good night, she had sung well and made plenty in tips. She hummed to herself as she cleaned the tables and didn’t notice the door opening.
“Are we too late to hear you sing beautiful?”
She spun round, three men stood just inside the door. The one in the middle stepped forward. “We really like to hear you sing.”
“I’m afraid you’re too late gentlemen,” she turned her attention back to the table. “We’re closed for the night.”
“Well then I guess we’ll just have a drink.” The men had moved further into the room and she straightened sighing.
“Like I said, we’re closed. You’ll have to come back tomorrow.”
“But we’re thirsty now aren’t we boys?” The men stopped in front of her. She placed her hands on her hips and stared up defiantly into their eyes. “You wouldn’t want to disappoint us would you sweetheart?”
“You need to get out.” Her voice was still strong but panic was settling in her stomach. “Now, or I’m calling the police.”
“I don’t think you will,” the man grabbed her arm and pulled her close against him. His breath stank of whiskey and she pulled her arm but couldn’t break his grip. “I think you’ll warm to me.”
“Get the fuck off me.” She pulled her arm harder but still couldn’t get away. One of the men came to stand behind her and held the tops of her arms pinning them to her sides. The first man took hold of the neck of her white t-shirt and ripped it down. She cried out and struggled to get away.
“Bit late to be here isn’t it?” A deep voice from the doorway made the men turned and her stomach lurched. “I’m sure the lady would like to go home.”
“I’d leave old man, you don’t want to get hurt.” The first man spoke and Alejo smiled. Shaking his head he stepped forward.
“And neither do you, so I’d leave before you do something stupid.” He glanced to his left, there was a pool table with two cues laying on the surface.
“If we go, the girl is coming with us.” The first man looked back to Bella. “Call it a parting gift.”
“Take your hands off her.” Alejo’s voice grew deeper as his anger grew.
The first man nodded to the other two. They turned and advanced. At the last second Alejo grabbed on of the cues and swung it catching one man round the head. He fell to the floor clutching his head and the other moved towards Alejo. He swung the cue again and caught the man on the shoulder; listening in satisfaction as the cue snapped. He raised an eyebrow.
“I’d leave if I were you.” The two men limped out and the first snarled. Looking back to Bella he shot her a nasty smile.
“You got lucky sweetheart.”
He pushed past Alejo and Bella stared at the floor holding her ripped t-shirt to her chest. She thought he had left too until he tilted her head up with one finger under her chin and she looked into his green eyes.
“Are you OK pet?”
She nodded but couldn’t find her voice, he stroked her cheek and pushed her red hair behind her ear. She shuddered at his touch and he groaned before stepping back. Shrugging off his suit jacket he draped it over her shoulders, she held it close around her.
“I’ll take you home.”
He turned and walked from the bar. She hurried after him and locked the door behind her. He opened the door to his car and she slid across the back seat. He sat beside her and gave her address to the driver. He said nothing for the whole drive and she sat quietly staring at her hands in her lap. Heat spread through her stomach and she breathed in his aftershave. She had to fight back tears and looked out of the window so he couldn’t see. When they pulled up outside her flat he took her keys from her and walked up the stairs. She followed cautiously and when he unlocked the door he waved for her to go in first.
“Thank you,” she slipped his jacket off and held it out to him. He didn’t take it and she swallowed still not looking at him. He took his jacket and flung it away. Gently he stroked down her neck and over her skin bared by the rip in her shirt. Her breath hitched and she shivered as he touched her. Suddenly he ripped the t-shirt off and she gasped as the cool air hit her. He ran his fingertips gently over her breast and down to the lace of her bra. Goosebumps erupted on her skin and her whole body shook uncontrollably. She still couldn’t look at him and her eyes stayed glued to his broad chest.
“Go take a shower.”
His rough voice made her jump. “I’m OK.”
“You’re not. You’re shaking and I haven’t done nearly enough to be the cause of it. You’re in shock and you’re scared. Go take a shower, you’ll feel better.” She opened her mouth to argue again but he placed a finger on her lips. “Don’t argue pet, do as you’re told.”
She felt heat shoot through her stomach at the use of her nickname. Nodding slightly she moved through the flat to the bathroom. Turning the shower on she stripped out of the rest of her clothes and he watched her from the door; his arms folded across his chest as he stopped himself from reaching out to her. She stepped into the bath and turned her face up allowing the water to wash through her hair. Tears fell from her eyes mixing with the water and she stood for a moment allowing the fear that had gripped her to pass.
Slowly she reached out and took a bar of soap in her hands. She placed one foot on the edge of the bath and lathered bubbles over her skin then taking a razor she ran it up her leg. She repeated the process on her other leg feeling his eyes on her the whole time. Suddenly she heard the door slam and looked round. The door to the bathroom was now closed and he had gone. She felt empty but turned back to the spray of water.
Finally she stepped out of the bath and turned the shower off. Wrapping herself in a towel she padded through to her bedroom and towelled dry quickly. She dressed in tiny grey shorts and a baggy white t-shirt that fell to her belly button. Running her fingers through her red hair she walked back through to the lounge and jumped when she saw him sat on the sofa. He held a glass of scotch in his hand and there was another on the coffee table in front of him. He turned to look at her as she entered.
“Feel better?” Once again heat filled her at the sound of his voice and she nodded. He patted the seat beside him and she sat down on the edge of the seat unsure of what to do. She took the other scotch and drank deeply. Her hands still shook but she couldn’t tell if it was fear or closeness to him.
“Are you OK?” His voice was serious and she nodded. “Bella can you at least look at me?” Her eyes were still fixed to his chest, she knew if she looked into his green eyes she would be lost. Gently he hooked a finger under her chin and tilted her head up. She closed her eyes and he laughed softly. “So disobedient.”
He took the drink from her hand and placed it alongside his on the coffee table. Then he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her so she was straddling him. His hands rested on her bare thighs and she gasped as she felt his hard cock press against her. He tipped her forward so she tumbled against his chest and she caught herself with her hands on his shoulders. Their faces were inches apart and he could feel her soft breath against his lips.
“Elora said you were at the club yesterday.”
“Yes.” Her voice was a husky whisper.
“Why?” He moved his hands down to her ass holding the soft skin tightly.
“I don’t know.” She shook her head.
He raised an eyebrow and tutted. “Not good enough pet.” He nudged her head to the side and kissed her neck gently. “Why were you at the club?”
“I just ended up there.”
“Where were you coming from?” He trailed his lips down to her collarbone, his stubble scratched at her skin and she shuddered.
“I was coming from work.”
“No, you don’t pass the club. Where were you coming from?”
“A friends.” She felt her cheeks heat in embarrassment.
“Just a friend?” She nodded and he laughed softly before biting her gently. “I’m not sure I believe that.”
“Sir please.”
“Is it only me you’re calling sir? I think you’ve got yourself another Dom.”
“Sir I…”
He cut her off kissing her roughly. Her eyes widened in surprise before slowly closing. He smiled before teasing her lips open with his tongue and allowing his tongue to dart into her warm mouth. She moaned quietly and arched her back pressing her breasts against his hard chest. Her hands slid from his shoulders and moved down his body. Quickly she unbuttoned his shirt pushing it off his shoulders and her fingers threaded through the hair on his chest. He groaned, thrusting his hips up and just enjoyed feeling her against him. Her hips rolled in his lap before she slid to kneel on the floor before him.
He looked down at her, watching as she undid the button on his trousers. He kicked off his shoes and socks and lifted his hips off the sofa to allow her to pull his trousers and boxers away. She took hold of him in one small hand and her tongue flicked out to wet her lips. He curled his hands into fists at his side to stop himself from grabbing her. Slowly she sucked the first couple of inches of his thick length into her mouth and his eyes slid closed. She bobbed slowly, taking more and more of his length down her throat; before pulling back and swirling her tongue round the head. Her hand worked the base of cock and she spat on the head allowing it to run down as she pumped her hand up and down. Dropping her head she sucked one ball into her mouth and bathed the skin with her tongue before moving to the other. He groaned loudly and she felt a thrill of pride that she could make this man feel like this He was allowing her to be in control and she liked it. His hands moved from the sofa but she looked up and shook her head.
“No, don’t touch me. Not yet.”
His laugh was strained. “Getting a bit brave aren’t we pet.”
“I want to make you feel good sir.”
He growled but dropped his hands back to the sofa and leant his head back. She smiled and slowly took him back into her mouth. Pushing down until he was buried down her throat and her nose pressed against his muscled stomach. His hips thrust up against her and she knew he was close, when he spoke his words were muffled through gritted teeth.
“Ugh fuck I’m gonna cum.”
As he spoke she pulled back and his eyes flew open. Looking down at her his chest rose and fell erratically with his breathing. His hands clenched in tight fists.
“What the fuck?”
“Remember how you used to tease me?” She smirked and ran her tongue up his length. “For hours, would push me to the edge then tell me I couldn’t cum until you said?” She flicked her tongue over the head of his cock and he jerked against the sofa. “Can’t I have a little fun?”
Before he could answer she took his length back down her throat and he groaned loudly. She bobbed her head back and forth taking him to the edge once again but then once again she stopped. A frustrated growl ripped from his chest and his hips pushed up seeking her mouth.
“Fuck Bella.” His voice was strained and she knew that he was close to losing control. She waited until the tremors of his body had stopped before taking him back into her mouth. He reached out threading his fingers through her hair. She allowed him to move her, holding her hands behind her back, he thrust up into her mouth before holding himself deep down her throat and spilling his cum into her warmth.
He let her slip from his hands and watched as she swallowed. Catching a drop of white on her finger as it escaped the corner of her mouth and sucking it clean. Her eyes met his and he shook his head smiling.
“You’re really something else pet,” reaching out he caught her round her waist and flipped her so she sat on the sofa, kneeling between her legs. He pushed her t-shirt up and took one nipple into his mouth. His stubble scratched at her soft skin and she gasped threading her fingers through his hair, pulling his head closer. He lifted his head away, took her wrists in his hands and held them back against the sofa.
“No pet, you don’t touch me.” She struggled trying to free her hands, wanting to feel his warm skin but he held her tighter. Shaking his head he laughed. “I will tie you if I have to.”
A thrill went through her body and she pushed her hips up trying to get close to him. He tutted and let go of her hands. He stripped her t-shirt from her body and ripped it in two. He forced her hands behind her back and tied them tightly with one strip, with the other he gagged her mouth.
“Don’t want you making too much noise do we? The neighbours might get suspicious.”
She shuddered and moaned against the gag. He pulled her shorts down, kissing her stomach and spread her legs wide. He held them apart with a strong hand on the inside of each thigh and blew gently on her soft pink pussy. A soft cry escaped her but was muffled by the materiel against her lips. He held her down as she squirmed on the sofa, slowly he ran his tongue up her slit tasting her sweet juices and swallowed them.
“God I forget how good you taste.” A louder moan pushed against the gag and her eyes pleaded with him. He repeated the lick of his tongue before circling her clit, teasing her. He pulled one of her legs to rest over his shoulder and slowly pushed a finger inside her. She arched her back her head falling back against the sofa her eyes slid closed. He moved his finger inside her feeling the silken walls of her pussy flutter around him. His tongue worked her small clit and he heard her soft moans from behind her gag. Her hips tried to thrust up, asking him for more but he kept her still with his strong arm across her abdomen. He added a second finger and curled them upwards hitting against the sensitive spot inside her.
He could hear her muffled pleas and held his fingers still and looked up into her dark eyes.
“Do you want to cum pet?”
“Please,” he could make out the word and she nodded.
He flicked his tongue over her clit again and she jerked against him. “You’re a good girl.”
He fell back on her thrusting his fingers and suckling at her clit as she moaned. Her breath quickened and her eyes closed again as her orgasm built. She cried out as she came, her sweet juices coating his fingers and he worked her through her orgasm until the trembling of her body stopped. She relaxed back against the sofa and her chest rose and fell quickly. Finally her eyes opened and she looked at him. His breath left him. He had forgotten how she looked in the seconds after climax, her eyes were even darker, burning at him and her cheeks were flushed above the gag. She looked at him in thanks, in awe and he felt himself grow hard.
He moved to lay on his side on the sofa and pulled her back against his chest. Her bound hands were caught between their bodies and he reached down to position the head of his cock against her entrance. Slowly he pushed inside her groaning at her tight pussy massaged his length. He began to thrust slowly. Pulling out until only the head of his cock was left inside her before pushing back in and holding himself deep. He gathered her hair in his fistand held tightly. She hissed in a breath as pain flared but pushed her ass back against him. He hooked his free arm under her knee and pushed it against her chest allowing him to hit deeper.
Her moans, although still muffled by the gag, grew louder. He pulled her head round to look into her eyes.
“Careful pet, not too loud. We don’t want anyone to interrupt us.”
She shuddered at his gruff tone and he pulled her head back further, biting her neck. His hips never stopped the torturous rhythm and she practically sobbed at the feelings he created inside her. She had almost forgotten what it was like to be with him. His thick cock stretched her tight pussy. He twisted his hips and heard her gasp then whimper. He thrust again and she cried out and he felt her hands clench into fists against his stomach.
He smiled and thrust faster hitting the sweet spot inside her each time. Her pussy tightened around him and he growled as she milked his length. Her cries grew louder. He slid his hand over her stomach and found her clit with his finger. He circled the small nub of flesh and her whole body trembled violently. She could feel his hot breath against her neck and she thrust back against him encouraging him, moaing as he sped up.
He could hear her muffled pleas and let go of her hair to pull the gag down. “Beg me.”
“Please can I cum sir?” She didn’t recognise her own voice, she sounded desperate but she didn’t care. “Please sir, please let me cum.” He didn’t answer but thrust harder and she felt tears rolling down her cheeks. “Please sir, please.”
“Cum.” She screamed and he clamped his hand over her mouth. He thrust once more and growled as he spilled his cum into her welcoming pussy. The feeling of him filling her pushed her orgasm higher and every muscle in her body tensed before she went limp in his arms.
They were both breathing heavily. He reached between them untying her wrists and turning her to face him. He wrapped his arms around her slim waist, she buried her face in his muscled chest refusing to look at him. He kissed the top of her head smelling her shampoo and stroked her back. Suddenly she felt him tense and he sat up. She tumbled off his chest and he stood.
“I should go.” He dressed quickly, she sat watching him her dark eyes wary. He turned to leave and she stood but he turned back to her, holding his hand up. She stilled but looked questioningly at him. “You’re not coming with me.”
“But…”
He shook his head cutting her off. “You know what I want from you and it isn’t this.” She went to speak again but again he cut her off.
“You know what I want. I’m not asking you to decide on it now but I want you to think about it and if you decide that that’s what you want too, then you know where to find me.” Her lips trembled and he sighed. Reaching out he placed a hand on her cheek and stroked her soft skin with his thumb. She turned her face into his hand, he leant down and kissed her flicking his tongue over her lower lip. “Just don’t wait too long pet.”
He kissed her again before leaving. She felt cold and wrapped her arms around her waist. She watched the door half expecting him to come back but from outside she heard the car start and drive away. His jacket still lay on the floor in front of the door and she picked it up. Pulling it on she sat back on the sofa and drained her previously forgotten glass of scotch. She could smell his cologne on the fabric and pulled the jacket tighter around herself. She fell asleep where she sat.
