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I leaned in close over his shoulder pretending to be interested in what was displayed on the screen. I could feel the fabric of my shirt rub against my breasts as I moved ever so slightly to feel him there. His scent was intoxicating as I breathed slowly, trying to control myself. But I was already in too deep. I could feel the warmth radiating from his neck, right there next to me. Suddenly I turned my head, nipping at him.
Hey! No. He pulled away quickly and scolded me, shooting me a glare. I smiled back at him coyly, trying to look apologetic at the same time. He just held his glare and repeated the command I had heard so many times, None of that. I sighed and pulled away some, only to lean back in minutes later. This time I poked him in the side, and I got the reaction I wanted.
In a split second he had both my hands by the wrists and he pushed me back, pinning me to the bed behind us. I could feel my stomach drop, as if I were on a roller coaster. I struggled feebly, more in fun, for I knew I stood no chance against his strength. Instead he caught both of my hands in one of his, pinning them above my head, and placed his other on my throat. It fit the curve of my neck so perfectly, and I gasped as he pressed, not enough to hurt, but enough to display his strength and power. I elongated my neck, stretching to gain more air, and at the same time feeling his whole hand wrapped around my throat. Is this what you wanted? Hmmm? I could see the smile behind his eyes. He wanted this nearly as much as I did.
Take them out, he commanded, looking at my chest. He freed my hands to allow me to do so, but kept me pinned by the throat. I reached downward, hands trembling, and pulled my full breasts out of my shirt and let my hands fall to my sides. He sighed at the sight of them, pale and soft, nipples already aroused. His left hand grabbed eagerly at my breast, and he lowered his mouth to it. I could feel the warmth of his breath on me before his lips even caressed me, causing me to arch my back in pleasure. He began with sweet kisses, soft and gentle, barely there, then he flicked his tongue over my nipple, teasing it again and again. I squirmed under him, trying to press myself to him, but he pushed me back down to the bed, and began biting and sucking, driving me wild. Then he moved on to the other breast, repeating the process. Every inch of me that he touched burned with pleasure and desire, and I could feel myself growing wet, wanting him. I had waited so long for this. Suddenly he stopped, and released the pressure on my neck.
Take off your clothes. He was still straddling me, eyes blazing, and I almost hoped he would rip the clothes right off of me. As quickly as I could, I pulled my shirt and bra over my head and let them fall to the floor. He got off me so I could wiggle out of my pants, and undressed himself quickly and unceremoniously. Then he was right back on the bed, kneeling in front of me, grabbing at me and pulling me onto my stomach. Get on all fours and suck it, was his next command.
He grabbed at my hair and shoved his cock in my face, pressing it against my lips. I took it in one hand and began to run it across my lips, back and forth. Next I began to tongue it, teasing just the head, lapping at it like a thirsty pup at a water dish. But he was impatient and hated to be teased. He shook my head and pushed his cock into my mouth, wanting instant satisfaction. I said suck it you little cunt. I began moving my head back and forth, letting his juicy cock slide over my tongue. He began moving faster, slamming his cock deep into my throat, filling my mouth with him, right up to his balls. God your mouth feels so good, you dirty little slut. You like that? You like sucking my cock? With each thrust he pulled at my hair making sure I covered every inch of him. I could taste him, musky and bitter, and with each thrust it got stronger. Finally he exploded, pulling out of my mouth and covering my lips and chin.
He barely paused for a second. On your back. He leaned over and grabbed a towel off the floor and wiped my face clean. Then he was back on top of me, biting my neck. His hands were at my breasts again, flicking, pinching, teasing. Again I arched my body, trying to press myself to him. I could tell that his cock had grown hard again, maybe even harder than before.
He grabbed and my legs and tugged, spreading them, placing one on his shoulder, and leaving the other on the bed. He pulled me fully to him, and with one quick thrust he was inside of me.
I gasped as I felt him plunge into my wet pussy. I was so tight, and his cock was so huge. He grabbed at me, pulling me as close as possible, thrusting every inch of himself into me. My breathing became ragged and short, and moans began to from on my lips. Just as one escaped he suddenly stopped and clapped a hand over my mouth. Did I say you could make a noise? he growled. His eyes flashed black, and I was afraid, but so turned on. This power he had, the helplessness I had, was all I had ever wanted. He slid his hand down to my throat and began again, thrusting and slamming his cock into my pink pussy. I could feel his balls slapping against me, attempting to press all of himself into me. I could no longer moan, for my breaths came in ragged spurts through his hand on my throat. It felt so good. I felt a burning building inside of me, growing every time he slid in and out of me. Just when I thought I could take no more, I exploded, soaking his cock in my juices, and my body collapsed in on itself, weak and worn. But he wasnt done with me yet.
Did I say you could cum? Did I bitch? Answer me! He pressed his hand deeper into his throat so I could barely gasp out the words. No, I breathed. He shook me roughly and glared. No what bitch?!? By now his eyes were hot as coals, burning with anger. No master. I whispered. Thats better. Now on your hands and knees. Do it! And this time ask permission before you let your dirty little juices flow. He grabbed me and flipped me over onto my stomach and pulled me to him. Then he was inside me again, thrusting and slamming my sore little cunt. He grabbed at my hips and dug his fingers into them, continually pulling me into him. I choked back moan after moan fighting to obey. Just when I feared I could hold it in no longer, he gave me a new order. Moan for me. Moan you little whore. I let fly, and the extra tension eased out of my body. I could feel the pleasure building again. Louder! Moan for master. He began spanking me, making my ass red hot under his palm. The combined sting and the pleasure of his cock pushed me over the edge, and I knew I couldnt last much longer. Master, I panted. May I, may I please, oh. He laugh and slowed down, knowing I was near. What? Say it. Come on, say it. He was going to draw this out for as long as he could. May I please cu- He slammed his cock as deep as he could into me, cutting me off. Hm? What do you want? You wanna cum dont you? Hmmm? He slammed into me again, torturing me. Yes! I practically screamed, barely holding back. He started moving faster again, sliding in and out. Go ahead. Cum for master. Cum for me. He slammed me again and again, pulling my hips to him. Finally I exploded again as he did at the same time, our juices mingling and running down my thighs. He collapsed on top of me in a pile of sweat and flesh. This is what I had been waiting for, and it was all I had wanted and more.
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