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Adrian had commented back to me on a few forum posts in the past, we were friendly toward each other and I had always enjoyed our interactions. We were both delighted to find out we lived in the same bustling city and often discussed current goings-on. Flirting of course edged into our comments over time, and soon enough he messaged me directly. It was in private our conversations really took off.

 

We began exchanging photos that slowly grew ever more risqué as the weeks wore on. Eventually the messages moved past shameless flirting and became more sexually charged as we discussed our favourite positions and spoke about the pros and cons of sex toys. We started discussing kinks and fantasies at length, and I found myself telling him things I had never uttered to another person before. Dark fantasies involving bondage and submission, pain and pleasure mixing to bring me over the edge. I detailed how I wanted to be held down and forced to comply. How I wanted to be nothing more than an object for a man, or even multiple men. Most importantly, I told him how I had never explored any of this before. No partner I’d had in the past would even talk about it with me.

 

I started becoming impatient while I’d wait for his messages to come through, savouring every deliciously dirty thing he said he wanted to do to me if we ever met. It was the night I told him all about my desires to seriously explore my submissive tendencies that things took a turn. I knew he was a dominant person and enjoyed control, but as it turned out, he had more experience than I realised playing with others so to speak. He nonchalantly asked me if I’d want to get a drink with him, and like a fool with no sense of self preservation I agreed without a second thought. He then asked me if I wanted to.... explore. With him. I waited only seconds before replying with a simple ‘yes.’

 

We talked about limits and boundaries, safe words and after-care. When we finally set a time and place to meet we both got tested to give the other peace of mind. Adrian promised to push my limits softly but not cross the line, and somehow after all this I knew I could trust him.

 

Now here I was in a small seedy bar a few blocks from my apartment. Make-up on and my long auburn hair curled, I anxiously waiting for Adrian to show up. In an attempt to sooth my frazzled nerves I had ordered myself a sweet fruity drink. Suddenly I saw him appear in the bar entrance. His pictures online did not do him justice at all. My stomach dropped as he approached me and a warm smile spread across his face. He was wearing a dark grey suit with a crisp white shirt, his dark hair was cut in a low fade, parted to the side. His green eyes were electrifying as he looked me up and down, a hunter sizing up his prey. I shivered involuntarily at the thought before standing up to greet him. It was then I realised just how tall he actually was. At 6’4” I had known he was technically tall, but now standing next to him my 5’8” frame seemed impossibly tiny despite being curvy with wider hips.

 

He leaned in for a hug and settled his hand on my lower back. I shuddered against him and took in his scent. An alluring mix of musky cologne and what I can only assume to be his natural smell washed over me like a warm breeze. He spoke softly against my ear, “Hello, Kitten. I hope you weren’t waiting long.”

 

Kitten. My mind raced and I felt my cheeks flush at his words. He had never called me Kitten before Just my name, Sara, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like it. I stepped back from him as he let go of my waist, smiling up at him. “Not long at all! You’re right on time.” I responded as I slid back onto the stool at the end of the bar. He grinned and sat next to me, motioning to the bartender and ordering himself a whiskey. I looked at him as I took a sip of my drink. His eyes burned into mine and I felt butterflies in my stomach. I quickly looked away, flustered, and he chuckled.

 

“Oh Kitten, this is going to be fun...” There was a bite in his low voice as he slid his hand over my knee. He took a sip of his whiskey and smiled. I bit my lip and felt a shiver go up my spine. I couldn’t believe the affect he was having on me, and we had only just sat down for a drink.

 

I steeled my nerves and looked at him again, determined not to fold before we even discussed anything. I smiled at him and slid my hand over his on my knee. “Shall we go over the plan then? Before I walk you back to my apartment and let you have your filthy way with me?” I responded, holding his gaze as I slid his hand up my thigh and just under the edge of my short skirt. He raised an eyebrow at me and an amused look spread across his face. He gripped my leg and slowly dug his fingertips into my soft thigh. In my gut I knew it was a warning. “You are playing with fire, little Kitten.”

 

I had to bite my lip to suppress a moan. I opened my mouth to tell him I could handle the heat, but before I could get the words out he held onto my thigh tighter and leaned in close. His lips brushed my ear and his voice was a velvet whisper so inviting, yet what he said had every hair on my body standing on edge. “I already know your limits. I know what you want. What you need. But if you continue to tease me, this is your one and only warning that I will not make things easy for you.”

 

My. God. It felt like time stood still. I could feel myself growing wetter between my legs with every passing second. Adrian pulled back from me and smiled a wicked smile, finally releasing his vice-like grip on my thigh. He spoke again in a normal tone, “Are we clear?” All I could do was nod. I reached a shaky hand out and grabbed my drink, quickly downing the rest of the sweet liquid. Adrian laughed and followed suit. He slammed back the rest of his whiskey and set his glass next to mine. He removed a note from his wallet and left it on the bar near our empty glasses before turning to me. “Are you ready, Kitten?”

 

It was a question but it had such an air of authority to it that I didn’t dare say no. I stood up and grabbed my bag. As we walked toward the exit Adrian stopped me and leaned in close. In a soft whisper against my ear he said, “Before we go I need you to take off your panties and give them to me.” My heart leapt into my throat and I looked up at him silently. I glanced toward the restroom door to the side of the bar and nodded, unable to find the words I  turned to go toward it.

 

Adrian quickly grabbed my wrist and held me still. He looked down at me with an intensity I hadn’t seen from him yet. “No, not in there. Right here. Now.” My jaw dropped slightly and I felt my cheeks burn. He smirked and waited, hand outstretched in front of him. “Kitten, I’d not make me wait if I was you.” My eyes darted around the bar. There weren’t many patrons, but we weren’t exactly hidden where we were standing.

 

I set my bag on a barstool and slid my hands under my skirt. Trying not to lift it too high as I fumbled with my panties, I finally inched them down my hips and thighs. Bending over slightly to step out of them, I heard a sharp whistle from behind me and snapped my head back to look. An older man was sitting in a booth watching me. He had a grin from ear to ear and gave me a thumbs up. My face burned hot and I quickly looked away, shoving my black lace thong into Adrian’s hand. He laughed at my embarrassment and pocketed my panties, smiling as he did. “Aww, did you get caught?” I nodded sheepishly as I picked up my bag.

 

He grabbed my hand and linked his fingers with mine, tugging me out of the bar. The cool night air blew over my face as we came out onto the sidewalk. I was painfully aware of how short my skirt was when I felt a rush of air between my thighs over my now exposed wet slit. I shivered and squeezed Adrian’s hand slightly. He looked down at me and ran his thumb over mine, almost a sweet gesture. It calmed my nerves slightly as he spoke. “Alright Kitten, you did very well. I’m pleased.” And he genuinely was. I could feel it in his voice. I smiled softly and met his gaze, “Thank you.... Sir.” The last word hung in the air between us, heavy and full of meaning. I could feel Adrian’s eyes searching mine, unsure what he was looking for. Suddenly he leaned in and laid a soft kiss against my lips. It surprised me how tender it was. His hand moved over my cheek and he kissed me again, deeper this time. He pressed his tongue over my lips teasingly, eliciting a moan from me. I leaned back and our eyes met again. There was an urgency in his voice as he spoke. “Alright Kitten, lead the way. This is the last time you’ll be in charge for the rest of the night.” I shivered at his words. Holding onto him for dear life, as if I might float away if I let go, I started down the street hand in hand with this man I had just met.

 

We approached the building and I pointed toward it, “This is the one..” I said quietly. My heart thudded in my chest as I opened the door. We quickly passed the reception desk and I nodded toward the clerk, pressing the call button for the elevator. Adrian slid his hand out of mine and placed it on my lower back to guide me into the elevator when the doors opened. I pressed the floor button and glanced up at him. To my surprise he was already looking at me, causing me to blush.

 

As the doors shut in front of us he moved quickly, pushing me back and pinning me to the wall by my shoulders. I gasped and dropped my bag from the unexpected movement. my back stiffened as I felt Adrian press his hand between my legs. He stroked over my smooth slit slowly and I let out a soft noise, starting to protest. The doors could open on any floor, anyone could catch us after all. He clamped his free hand over my mouth, “Hush now, I know you want it.” He muttered as he slowly dipped his middle finger inside me.

 

He pressed his thumb over my little clit and I whimpered against his hand, causing him to push his finger deeper inside me. “Oh Kitten you’re absolutely dripping...” he teased, easily sinking a second finger into my pussy as the elevator carried us closer to my floor. I closed my eyes and held onto his arm for balance. His thumb pressed relentlessly over my clit as he fingered me. My wetness dripped down my thighs and Adrian pressed his body against mine, “All of this for a man you just met, Kitten?” He made a tut-tut sound of mock disapproval. “You better be careful. People will start to think you’re just a little slut desperate for cock.” I moaned louder against his hand, my back arching.

 

As quickly as he had started, he stopped fingering me. He pulled his hand out from under my skirt and took a step away. Holding his fingers out to show me how wet they were, he spoke in a low growl, “This is what your greedy little cunt did, whore.” His words were biting, but dripping with desire. My stomach dropped at that final word, a fresh twinge of electrifying arousal surging through my body as he degraded me. I bit my lip and nodded. I was unable to speak as I watched him bring his hand up to his mouth and slowly suck one finger clean. “Mmm, Kitten. I’ll be taking more of that straight from the source later...”

 

The elevator dinged and the doors opened up onto my floor. Adrian tucked my dishevelled hair behind my ear and guided me out into the hall. I fished through my bag for my keys as we walked closer to my apartment,  retrieving them as we got to my door. The blood pounding in my ears was deafening. The reality of what was going to happen once we got inside was truly setting in.

 

I unlocked and opened the door, inviting Adrian in as I dropped my keys in a bowl by the closet. He closed the door behind him as entered my small living room. Scanning the eclectic furniture and decor he nodded approvingly, “You have good taste, Sara.”

 

It was the first time I had actually heard him say my name and it sent a shiver down my spine. “Thank you, Adrian.” I said pointedly, a teasing smile playing across my lips. “Would you like a drink? I have wine and beer. And please, get comfortable...”

 

He watched me kick my shoes off and drop my jacket on an armchair. Following my lead he removed his suit jacket and draped it over the back of the same chair. He rolled his shirt sleeves up around his elbows and I swallowed hard as he revealed a few tattoos. He was so fucking hot and he knew it, an easy confidence to his voice as he agreed on a glass of wine.

 

I scurried off to the kitchen and quickly grabbed two wine glasses and a bottle of Merlot, opening it with a corkscrew before returning to the living room. Adrian had already made himself at home. He settled down on the sofa and watched as I approached. I turned on an Arctic Monkeys album and poured a generous amount of wine into each glass. I handed him one and sat down on the other end of the small couch. tucking my feet up under my thighs I drank deeply from my glass in an attempt to settle my nerves.

 

We made small talk and sipped wine, the tension rising between us as we inched closer together. We both knew what was coming. We knew the whole point of inviting this man into my home. But we played the game. Got to know each other just a little bit more and laughed as we finished off the bottle of the wine.

 

I took the last drink out of my glass and set it down on the table in front of us. I felt just a little tipsy and warm from the alcohol. Sinking back into my seat Adrian leaned in close and traced his fingers over my cheek softly. I closed my eyes and leaned my face into his hand, nuzzling his palm. Without warning he slipped his fingers over the back of my head and tangled them in my hair, pulling my head back abruptly as he forced his mouth over mine. I moaned against his lips and tried to push on his chest but it was no use. He was far stronger than I was and had a firm grip on my hair. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and let out a low growl. I could taste the wine on his breath still and shivered, relaxing into the forceful kiss as he released his hand from my long hair.

 

He pulled away from my lips and looked at me, his eyes smouldering with a dark intensity. I swallowed hard and bit my lip as he stood, grabbing me by the upper arm and yanking me up toward him. I yelped and stumbled a little, my chest pressing against him as he caught me with ease. “Slow down there, Kitten. You don’t want to get hurt.” he muttered in my ear, a hint of malice in his voice.

 

The thing is, that was wrong. I wanted him to hurt me. I had wanted that from the first time we spoke about fantasies and I told him how I wanted someone to belt me across the ass and thighs for misbehaving. Or the time he hinted at incorporating knives into his darker play time. I wanted to know the feel of the cold steel dancing across my skin. Not cutting me very deep or maybe not at all, but the threat of that pain sent shockwaves of arousal through my pussy.

 

He must have read my mind because when he tipped my chin back with his fingers, a devious grin spread across his face. “Oh maybe the slutty Kitten does want to be hurt tonight after all...”

 

I blushed crimson and tried to look away from him, stammering out a denial but he cut me off with a sharp demand. “Look at me. This is serious.” I looked back into his eyes and he stroked his thumb over my lower lip. “Good girl. Now, we have talked about rough play before and I know you’re curious, but I know that feelings can change in the moment. Do you understand that?” I nodded, “Yes, Sir.” “Good. Now, we’re going to start slow. We won’t be going too far tonight, not until we get to know each other more intimately. Once we do though, I plan on strapping you down and paddling that ass until it’s beet red and you’re begging for mercy...” I gulped as he spoke, shivering with anticipation. Adrian continued, “I’ll be checking in with you so I know you’re okay, and all you need to say is one of your safe words if you can’t say much else in the moment. What are your safe words and what do they mean, Kitten?” I smiled softly and felt butterflies in my stomach. How fucked up is that? This man has promised to hurt me in such delicious ways, and I was feeling butterflies like some giddy school girl. “Red for stop everything, yellow for needing a break, green for everything is good.”

 

Adrian leaned in and kissed me once on the lips, nuzzling my cheek softly. I felt my knees shake and pressed my body against him for balance. His hands snaked around my waist and he tugged the zipper down the back of my skirt. Stepping away he sat down on the edge of the couch again. “Strip for me, Kitten.”

 

I complied immediately and pulled my top off over my head, revealing a black sheer lace bra covering my generous tits. Adrian smiled and quickly fished my panties out of his pocket, holding them up to my bra. “Oh Kitten a matching set just for me, I’m touched, really.” He teased, tossing the panties at my feet. I bit my lip and reached behind my back to unclip my bra. It slid off my shoulders and I let it fall in front of me, revealing my pink nipples to Adrian. I blushed as he looked at them and reached out to touch me. He gave both nipples a firm pinch and I gasped. I arched my back, leaning into the pain.

 

“Oh you little slut, you love that, don’t you?” He teased, pinching my nipples harder. I moaned louder and nodded. “Next time we play I’ll have to buy you a gift, something just for these delectable nipples...” He finally let go and I moaned at the thought of him making this a regular occurrence. I quickly pushed my skirt down my plump hips and kicked it away. Standing in front of him fully nude, I could hear my heart beating in my ears as his eyes wandered over my naked body.

 

He studied my form for what felt like hours, but had to be less than a minute. Finally he sat forward and started unbuttoning his shirt. I reached my hand out and stopped him. He looked up at me questioningly, his fingers frozen on a button. “Yes, Kitten?” I bit my lip and rubbed his hand, smiling a little. “Can you please leave it on, Sir?” I giggled and tilted my head to the side a bit, silently begging him. He smiled and dropped his hands. “How can I deny you when you’re being such a good girl?”

 

Again with the damn butterflies! The way this man had a hold on me already was just not fair. He stood up and stepped close to me. Motioning toward an open door at the end of the hall. “Is that your bedroom?” I nodded in response, “Yes Sir, it is.” In one swift motion he placed his hands on my hips and lifted me up. My legs wrapped around his waist instinctively and my hands clasped behind his neck, surprised by how strong he had to be. “Good girl...” he whispered in my ear as he carried me to my bedroom.

 

He set me down on my bed and stood over me, his hand sliding over the front of his grey slacks. “You know, you really should be showing me some appreciation right about now. Especially if you want to cum at all tonight. If I don’t feel very appreciated for what I’m doing to you...” He paused and grinned deviously, “Sorry, FOR you, why should I even bother? Maybe I’ll just use you like a worthless cum dump and leave.” I didn’t think I could get any wetter, but the more he talked the more I was proved wrong. “What do you want me to do, Sir?” I asked innocently, pouting a little as I spoke. Quick as lightning Adrian slapped me across the face. Not hard, just enough to tell me he isn’t playing around. “Don’t you dare play coy with me right now, slut.” He said in a cold tone. I rubbed the warmth into my cheek and looked up at him and he continued, “You’ve told me all about your cock sucking skills and frankly, I don’t know if I believe you. Your throat is just another hole for me to cum in as far as I’m concerned, but humour me and show me how good you really are.”

 

I had to suppress a moan as he spoke to me so harshly. I inched closer to the edge of the bed and watched as he undid his belt and pulled it out of the loops. Doubling it over itself, he looked at me and smacked the belt over his palm hard. I jumped at the crack of the leather against his hand, and he laughed holding the belt still. “So far you’ve been a good girl and haven’t earned any stripes,” he said to me matter-of-factly, tracing the end of the folded belt over my bare tits. I shivered and felt goosebumps spread over my body. “But the night is young. There’s still plenty of time for you to disappoint me, slut.”

 

I felt the need to prove myself as Adrian dropped his belt beside me and unzipped his pants, quickly manoeuvring his thick uncut cock out through the hole. “I figured you wanted me to stay dressed up for now, slut.” He wasn’t wrong. The lewdness and imbalance of being completely naked while he was still fully clothed, as if to say I was lesser than him in the moment, was a big turn on for me. I nodded as I licked my lips, sizing up his manhood. It wasn’t overly long, but I could tell right away it was going to be a jaw ache to take it all in my mouth. I reached out and slid my hand around his cock. Warmth radiated from it under my fingers as I eased the foreskin back and exposed the tip.

 

Looking up at him with as innocent of a look as I could muster, I slowly lowered my mouth over the head of his cock. I heard his breath catch in his throat and smiled to myself. I started sucking softly at the sensitive tip, tracing my tongue along the ridge before I pushed my mouth further down his hot cock. Adrian tangled his fingers in my thick hair and groaned quietly, the tip of his dick hitting my throat as I took him in my mouth.

 

“Mmm good little slut. Maybe you aren’t a liar after all...” he muttered. He began guiding my head up and down his length by my hair and I looked up at him, meeting his gaze. As I gagged on his cock tickling the back of my throat he grinned and held my head down, forcing his dick further down my throat. I gagged louder and dug my fingers into his legs. Letting out a moan as my eyes watered, I tried to pull away but he was too strong. He held my head down a little longer and pumped his hips against my face, laughing as I writhed beneath him with my make-up starting to run down my cheeks. “Oh Kitten, you’re so cute when you struggle.” He pulled away from me and his thick cock slipped out of my mouth, a trail of saliva connecting to my lips. I coughed and wiped my mouth as he rubbed his hand up and down his member in front of me.

 

With a touch of tenderness in his voice  he spoke. “Talk to me, Kitten. How are you doing?” I looked up at him and smiled, leaning back slightly on the bed. “I’m good Sir. Green. Very green.” He chuckled and pumped his hand over his cock still. “Well what are you waiting for then? This isn’t going to suck itself, whore.”

 

I grinned and turned around on the bed quickly, laying back toward him with my head hanging off the edge. “Please Sir, please fuck my mouth. I need it.” I said to him in a voice as sweet as honey. He immediately noticed the hint of a challenge in my words and pressed his dick against my closed lips. “Then open up that pretty little mouth, Kitten...”

 

Slowly I parted my lips and slid my tongue out. I stroked it over the tip of his cock again and lapped up the precum leaking from his cock. Adrian wasted no time and held the sides of my head as he smoothly pushed his length into the back of my throat. I gagged and tried to jerk my head away but he held my face still. “You begged for it, don’t fight it. Good little sluts open up wide and just take what they’re given by Sir.” His words were vulgar but his tone was soft and encouraging as he added, “If you need to safe word kitten, tap my thigh three times.”

 

I moaned around his cock in agreement. My jaw ached as he used my mouth. I sucked my cheeks in and pressed my tongue against his shaft, eliciting a deep moan from Adrian. Suddenly I felt his leather belt trailing over my tits. He had picked it up and was teasing my nipples, slapping the cool leather against my stiff points firmly. I groaned and arched my back off the bed, silently begging for more. I shivered as I next felt the belt slowly dragging down my chest and stomach toward my slit. I spread my legs wide and heard Adrian chuckle. He slapped the firm leather over my sensitive clit. I jolted and moaned loudly, trying to hold perfectly still. Again and again he landed the belt against my clit, harder each time as his breathing deepened. If it wasn’t for his cock pressed down my throat I would have screamed, my pussy felt like it was on fire but it felt so so good...

 

All too soon he dropped the belt at my side again and slid his hands on either side of my head. If I thought he was fucking my face before, that had nothing on what he was now doing. He relentlessly jack-hammered in and out of my mouth, pulling all the way out to let me catch my breath for a few seconds before replacing his cock in my mouth and starting again.

 

After he had his fill of this treatment he pulled all the way out of my mouth and smiled down at me. Dropping to his knees so we were face to face he kissed all over my cheeks, stroking my neck. “Kitten you’re incredible. You’re doing such a good job. Are you okay, slut?” I shivered, absorbing his words as he spoke. Even when he was being sweet and caring he called me slut, and that somehow was more erotic to me than calling me a whore mid face fuck. I nodded and closed my eyes, sliding my hands over his strong forearms. “I’m perfectly fine, sir. Please, I want more. I need you.” Adrian grinned, kissing me on the lips firmly before he stood and helped me sit up. “We’re done with the face fucking for now, you greedy little cocksucker. I think it’s time I see how much your dripping wet hole can handle.” I bit my lip and turned to face him, laying on my side. “Yes Sir. Anything you want.”

 

Adrian traced his fingers down the curve of my waist, causing goosebumps to prickle across my flesh. I closed my eyes and basked in his touch. I sighed happily as he ran his big hands over my chest. “I remember you told me all about your toy collection, Kitten... It’s time you showed it to me.” Adrian spoke with quiet authority, and I momentarily considered disobeying him. I wanted to see what he’d do.

 

As if he sensed what I was thinking he landed a sharp slap across my breast, and I gasped at the sudden pain. “That wasn’t a request, you little bitch. It was an order.” I opened my eyes and nodded my head. Quickly standing up from the bed I hurried over to my closet and opened the doors. I pulled a box down from an upper shelf and returned to the bed with it. Adrian was stroking his cock in his hand, watching as I opened the box for him. He was right that I did have a fair few sex toys. Vibrators and wands, dildos, anal beads... I was no stranger to toys.

 

He sorted through the box and grabbed two wands, one being a mini wand. “These will do. On your back.” Adrian said firmly as he set the box down on the floor. He stood up and slipped his cock back into his pants, zipping up as I complied. He saw me watching him and smiled as he spoke again, “Oh don’t worry you little cock fiend, I’m not leaving until I fuck you senseless.”

 

I blushed a little and rubbed my thighs together, my arms resting above my head. I nodded as I watched him comparing the two wands. I decided to speak up. “Umm Sir, just so you know, the bigger one has a higher vibration setting, so it’s more intense on my clit...” he glanced at me with an amused look on his face. I shivered as he set both wands next me and pushed my thighs apart. “Oh Kitten, I don’t care about that.” He said in a condescending tone. “The big one isn’t going on your clit. It’s going inside you.” I balked at his words, instinctively trying to close my legs. “Sir! No, it’s too big, it’s going to hurt!” He laughed and pressed my thighs apart wider with ease, holding them down against the bed as I struggled against his grip. “You can pretend you don’t want it if you’d like, Sara. Just remember you told me about your fantasies. Even the one where you have someone’s hand stuffed inside your cunt.” His words dripped with venom and for the first time I considered safe wording. He continued, “Now I might want to just fist you mercilessly right now, and believe me, nothing would make me happier than to hear you squeal with your little hole pulsating around my hand, but I’m not a monster. I do plan on easing you into that.”

 

I shivered more and felt the fear and arousal course through my body as he spoke. I had never been so conflicted in my life, torn between wanting to feel my pussy stuffed as full as he could make it, and fearing the pain that would come with it. I whimpered and fidgeted against the bed, Adrian still holding my thighs firmly. “W-will it hurt a lot?” I whispered in a pathetically soft tone.

 

He laughed again and pulled me farther down the bed, dangling my legs off the edge at the knee. “Kitten, I know you want it to hurt.” He said wickedly and grabbed the toys again. I knew in my heart he was right, but the fear still washed over me as he ran the large wand head over my soaked pussy, still sensitive from his belt lashings. I whimpered as he bent over my body and laid his free hand flat on the bed next to me. Adrian got the toy slick with my juices and I tried to relax, taking deeper breaths as he pressed the toy firmly over my pussy, teasing me. “Spread your legs wider, Kitten...” He murmured, maintaining the pressure on my cunt.

 

 

I pushed my legs out as wide as I could and held them there, moaning when I felt my soft pussy lips spread open against the wand head. The toy started to press into my dripping hole and I let out a sharp gasp at the sensation. A mixture of pain and pleasure I had never felt before erupted inside my pussy. I instinctively reached down and tried to push Adrian’s hand away, moaning out as he pushed the toy harder. “Keep your arms above your head you filthy whore. If you can’t, I will tie your wrists to your thighs.” He spat the words out as he continued to move the toy against my slit.

 

I moaned again and slid my arms back above my head with clenched fists. My pussy gushed as Adrian worked the toy against my open hole, slowly but surely forcing the wide head of the wand inside me. I felt impossibly full and the painful stretching sensations were starting to be replaced with pure pleasure. My thighs ached from holding them wide for so long, but I didn’t dare close them.

 

“look at your cunt, whore!” Adrian barked loudly, startling me. I looked down at my pussy and moaned at what I saw. My soaked hole had swallowed the entire head of the wand, lewdly stretching around the rigid plastic. I bit my lip and looked into Adrian’s eyes as he pushed the wand against my g-spot, my toes curling. He had a look of intense concentration on his face and he leaned down to bite me hard on the inside of my thigh. I screamed out and arched my back off the bed, the wand tugging against my stretched pussy as I did. He bit my other thigh hard as well, slapping my clit with his free hand as he suddenly turned the wand on as high as it would go. I gasped and began thrashing on the bed, throwing his words of warning out the window. The sensations were too much. I felt the deep vibrations right against my g-spot and I screamed again. Propping up on my elbows I watched as the toy was thrust in and out of me, Adrian fucking my pussy with the bulbous head. He looked at me with a devious grin and grabbed the smaller wand from the bed. He pressed it over my clit roughly and turned it on, grinding it against me firmly.

 

Completely overwhelmed by the vibrations I collapsed onto the bed as I felt the first waves of orgasm threaten to spill over. “Adriannn!” I moaned his name desperately, looking into his eyes. He stared back at me, his beautiful green eyes darkened with power and lust. He knew I was close and how badly I wanted to cum. Knew the power he held in his hands. “If you want to cum you need to thank me for stuffing your worthless fuckhole. Tell me how good it feels having this toy shoved inside you.” My cheeks burned as he spoke, unable to get the words out. He twisted the wand inside me and pushed it deeper as he shouted, “SAY IT, WHORE!” I screamed and the words tumbled from my mouth in a nearly unintelligible cascade of vulgarity. I told him how good it felt, and thanked him for forcing me to take it. I begged him to stuff my cunt. Begged him to promise to fill me with his hand next, I wanted to feel his wide fist inside me. I moaned and my entire body shook, hardly able to hold back the orgasm.

 

“Cum for me, Kitten.” He said firmly, and my body exploded into pleasure. Fireworks went off behind my eyes and I moaned louder than I ever had before. Thrusting my hips down against the wand hard I winced at the pain of it forcing deeper inside my pussy. It felt like my orgasm went on for eternity, my body shaking uncontrollably. Thighs quaking, I felt the vibrations die down as Adrian turned both wands off. He tossed the smaller wand to the side. Placing gentle kisses over my pussy he slowly worked the other wand out of me.

 

“You were incredible, Kitten. You’re so sexy when you take what I give you.” I whimpered as the wand slipped out of my pussy at last, leaving me feeling empty. Adrian set the toy beside me and rubbed his fingertips over my swollen cunt, spreading me open and softly licking up and down my pussy. “And you taste so good, I could lick you for hours...” I moaned and tried to close my thighs. I was still riding the waves of my earth-shattering orgasm. Adrian chuckled and pushed my legs back apart, continuing to gently lick up my pussy and around my engorged clit. I arched my back and jerked my hips at the sensations on my sensitive pussy. “Don’t worry, I won’t make you cum again tonight, it’s my turn anyway. I can’t stop myself any longer. I need to empty my cum into you. Now.”

 

I watched as he stood up and quickly shed his clothing, revealing a toned body and more tattoos across his chest. I bit my lip and sat up on the bed, watching him as he approached me again. “Are you ready to go for a ride?” he spoke softly and ran his hand over my cheek. I realised he was checking in with me again and I smiled happily. “Yes, Sir. I can’t wait to feel you inside me.” I slid across the bed as he sat down and leaned back against the wooden headboard. He reached over to me and gripped my thighs, guiding me onto his lap. I straddled him easily and shivered as the tip of his thick cock brushed over my dripping slit.

 

“Mmm Kitten..” he purred as I slowly sank down onto his shaft. With my pussy easily accepting him he moaned softly and wrapped his hands around my waist. I arched my back slightly and slipped my hands around the back of his neck. Leaning in I kissed him passionately. Swirling my tongue into his mouth I rolled my hips, grinding down onto Adrian. His manhood speared into me over and over and he bit my lip sharply and growled, digging his fingertips into my soft skin. As he looked into my eyes he started guiding me up and down his length, pushing his hips up into me roughly.

 

I moaned and tipped my head back, sliding my fingers up over the back of his head. “How the fuck do you still feel this tight after I stretched you out with the wand?” His voice was a gruff whisper, ragged with desire as he leaned into my chest and bit one of my nipples sharply. I squealed and pulled at the back of his short hair. My hips rocked down against his steadily and Adrian moaned against my chest. He held my hips, digging his fingers into my flesh so hard I was positive he’d leave bruises. I moaned as he bit my other nipple and sucked on it hard, driving his hips up and fucking me from below for a few strokes.

 

He growled and looked up at me with my nipple still in his mouth. He bit me once more and let go, leaning his head back against the headboard. “Make me cum, slut. I want to fill your sloppy cunt.” His voice was breathy yet firm and sent shivers down my spine. He slid his hands over my tits and squeezed them, making me moan as I bounced on his cock roughly fucking myself on it. “Mmmm! Yes Sir!”

 

I dug my nails into his neck and drug them down over his shoulders, leaving a trail of red lines over his skin. Adrian moaned and squeezed my nipples hard, looking down between us at my pussy taking him in. I felt him shudder beneath me and pinch my nipples harder, I looked into his eyes as I winced at the pain. His breath caught in his throat as he spoke, “fuck I’m so close, Sara. Fuck yourself on me, make me explode inside you...” I nodded and kissed him again, squeezing my pussy over him as I slid up and down, rocking my hips firmly.

 

Suddenly Adrian yanked me down onto him hard by my hips. He held me still with his cock impaled all the way inside me. As he groaned and closed his eyes I felt a rush of warmth spread through my insides and I wrapped my arms around his neck tight, kissing him hard. Adrian held my hips firmly in his strong hands and he bit my lip softly. As he came deep inside me I squeezed his cock with my pussy, milking every drop out of him.

 

I leaned back slightly and tilted my head as I looked at Adrian’s flushed face. His breath was shallow and fast, but he smiled lazily and rubbed his thumbs smoothly over my soft skin. I slowly lifted my hips and allowed his warm cock to slip out of me. Quickly I slid onto the bed and laid down next to Adrian, my hand snaking between my legs to rub my now cum-filled pussy.

 

Closing my eyes I moaned softly and pressed two fingers inside myself, swirling around. I pulled my fingers out and brought them to my mouth, greedily sucking at them. “How does it taste, you little cumslut?” He whispered as he leaned in close to me, cuddling against my side. I smiled and popped my fingers out of my mouth, tilting my head to look at him. The faintly salty mix of our juices lingered on my tongue as I spoke. “Your cum tastes wonderful after it’s been inside me.” Adrian grinned and nuzzled my cheek, his eyes closing as he wrapped his arms around me tight. I rolled onto my side and pressed my back to his chest, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. We had been at this for hours much to my surprise. Completely spent, we both drifted off to sleep.

 

 

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