Tuesday, October 20, 2015
He took her to the apartment and grabbed the box of goodies he kept for fun times. He needed something hardcore and she didn’t protest. He grabbed what he wanted and led her to the playroom.
“Strip.”
Layla immediately began taking her
clothes off. He watched as she slowly revealed her body to him. Everything
about her made him hard. She kicked her jeans and panties to the side and knelt
in front of him, the way he’d told her. Damn, when she submitted to him, he felt on top of the world.
He took the ball gag and put it on her.
Her eyes grew wide with curiosity. He secured a blindfold next. Lifting her up,
he walked her to the suspension rope and bound her hands behind her back. He
linked her wrists to the rope hanging from the ceiling
and raised it just enough that she stood on her toes. He used a spreader bar on
her ankles which kept her in the prime
position for fucking.
But he wanted to play first.
He went to the wall of gadgets and
selected a leather flogger. Silver moved
back to her and slipped his hand between her legs. Cream coated his fingers.
The very idea of her being restrained and available for his pleasure turned her
on. He smoothed the flogger along the backs of her thighs, letting the leather
strands tickle her skin. In her position, she couldn’t move. She couldn’t
protest. Switching the flogger to the other end, he rubbed the handle down her
inner thighs. He brushed it over her pussy, sliding it along her slit so that
the handle rubbed against her clit. She whimpered.
His first time in the bondage scene
happened when he had first joined the Charming Bastards MC. He’d been twenty-one
and willing to fuck anything that spread her legs. While bondage wasn’t
mandatory for members of the club, it did add to the excitement. It was a need
he had in him that he couldn’t quite shake. A freedom of sorts for him.
Without warning she came, arching into
the pressure of the flogger handle as he stroked the hard bud of her clit.
While still in the throes of ecstasy, he gripped the handle of the flogger
again and lightly slapped it on the underside of her ass cheeks. Layla jerked
forward. The initial strike wasn’t meant to inflict pain. Her ass was sensitive
and the touch of the leather tapping against her skin gave her a sense of
shock. He loved it. He did it again and again. It didn’t make her ass red like
the paddle, but it definitely reminded
her he was in control. He smoothed his hands over the firm cheeks and pulled
them apart.
The plug he’d brought with him would be
big enough for her tight little hole. He
wasn’t particularly fond of ass fucking,
but he did like using plugs. Most of the women he had liked them too. He lubed
up the blue glass plug and pressed it against her hole.
“Take a deep breath. Push back against it.” She did what he said and he
inserted the plug, loving how her body welcomed everything he had to offer. “You
look so fucking gorgeous. Ripe and perfect for fucking.”
Silver squeezed her breasts before
leaving to find the last gadget he planned to use for the night. He opened one
clamp and pinched her nipple. Layla moaned behind the gag and he brushed his
hand along her cheek. Once he got the clamps situated on both of her nipples,
he tugged the string between them.
Her mewling sounds had him tearing the
gag from her mouth. His cock was in desperate need of attention and he wanted her
lips surrounding him. He undid his jeans and pressed the weeping head of his
cock to her wet mouth. Sliding into the moist depths, Silver knew this little
fuck session wouldn’t last much longer. He thought his stamina would increase
with age, but his inability to control what Layla did to him was what got him.
She sucked him, her nimble tongue flicking over the sensitive underside of his
cock. He stretched her lips wide as he pushed deeper, urging her to take more. He
clutched the back of her head as he withdrew slightly and pushed in again.
When Silver was too close for comfort, he
pulled away from her and put the gag back in place. Her body needed some
release and he was more than happy to give it to her. Gripping her hips, he
pressed his cock to her weeping pussy and thrust hard. She reflexively pulsed around him, massaging his entire length with
her muscles. God, he would never get enough. He withdrew and slammed home
again.
He slapped her ass as he shoved in her
pussy, loving how his dick disappeared into the tight depths and reemerged with
her moisture coating him. He damn near wanted to worship her. To eat her pussy
and fuck her all the damn day. He would too
if he could. Her tight warmth pulsated around him as she struggled in her binds. It was enough to push him into his own
bliss.
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