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Authors: Karmen Lee
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be good for it, wanted nothing more than to please and be pleased; to love and be loved in return.
“Touch yourself lower, baby.”
I bit my lip, my body shiny with sweat and hot to the touch. My nipples were erect and engorged from their rough treatment. I whimpered when my hand released the right one, fingers sliding over excited skin. It traveled over heaving ribs, tickling awakened nerves in its wake. When it hit the tangled hair that hid my hard cock, I paused again.
A loud crack made me cry out in surprise and shock.
“Did I tell you to stop?”
“…no.”
My voice shook as I gathered my strength again. My hand lightly pet the hair that curled around my cock before continuing its journey past my sac, heavy with the need to come until my fingers brushed my clenched hole still slick from earlier. The first touch inside lips was like fire, burning, hot and dangerous.
When the other fingers joined, lightly circling my twitching entrance I knew I was lost. I needed so completely to be owned, to be possessed and the sound I let out was one of complete submission.
Without warning, two fingers plunged deeply spearing inside me with perfect aim. The walls of my damp asshole clenched around those digits, sucking tightly and begging for more.
“So perfect for me, aren’t you, baby?” The voice cooed.
My body answered, hole pulsing sharply, wet with the slick of my own precum flowing freely like a swollen river.
“Wet and tight; you always hold on, like you want me deep inside you.”
I moaned harshly. My muscles tightened even as my legs fell further open. The feeling of being so vulnerable should have been terrifying, but I knew I was safe. I was free to let go and fall as far as I needed.
The fingers were thrusting deeply, turning sharply as knuckles brushed the edge of my rim. It was like I could feel each ridge, each nail as they caressed my inner walls. When they pulled back until only the tip was in, I wanted to shout.
I felt empty.
“More.”
My own voice was whisper soft, volume unnecessary with my body calling out so obviously with its want for completion.
My hips lifted as I tried to impale myself on those wickedly perfect fingers, but they drew further away.
“Do it.”
My lip ached from where my teeth split through, the taste of iron on my tongue pushing me to a new height of desire. The forward thrust stretched the walls of my channel and I threw my head back. My eyes were clenched so tightly I could see white lights flashing behind the lids.
“Now!”
Silence.
I knew I had to be screaming. My throat was vibrating with the sound, but all I heard was silence.
My back was bowed in an impossible arch. My hands buried themselves in my own hair, gripping and pulling though I felt nothing but the wonderful sensation of my release. I could feel heat as my come landed hotly on the skin of my stomach, the smell of it filling my senses and making it that much more intense.
Fingers were still thrusting, drawing out my pleasure until all I could do was lie there, limp and twitching with the aftershocks of sensation.
My face felt cool as wisps of air blew across my tear-streaked cheeks.
…
One. Two. Three.
I counted the thumps of my heart even as I tried to catch my breath.
The soft hand that brushed my hair back from my damp forehead was like a balm to my soul and I leaned into the touch with a sigh.
“Such a good boy for me.”
I didn’t answer back. I didn’t need to. I was a good boy; pliant and submissive as only he could bring out.
Outside of this room, I was powerful and untouchable. I commanded people and they bent to my will without question or complaint; but not here. Here I was ruled by one man; one perfect man with a voice that could send me happily to my ruin.
My breathing slowed, and I waited.
I waited for his command.
And I
“Touch yourself lower, baby.”
I bit my lip, my body shiny with sweat and hot to the touch. My nipples were erect and engorged from their rough treatment. I whimpered when my hand released the right one, fingers sliding over excited skin. It traveled over heaving ribs, tickling awakened nerves in its wake. When it hit the tangled hair that hid my hard cock, I paused again.
A loud crack made me cry out in surprise and shock.
“Did I tell you to stop?”
“…no.”
My voice shook as I gathered my strength again. My hand lightly pet the hair that curled around my cock before continuing its journey past my sac, heavy with the need to come until my fingers brushed my clenched hole still slick from earlier. The first touch inside lips was like fire, burning, hot and dangerous.
When the other fingers joined, lightly circling my twitching entrance I knew I was lost. I needed so completely to be owned, to be possessed and the sound I let out was one of complete submission.
Without warning, two fingers plunged deeply spearing inside me with perfect aim. The walls of my damp asshole clenched around those digits, sucking tightly and begging for more.
“So perfect for me, aren’t you, baby?” The voice cooed.
My body answered, hole pulsing sharply, wet with the slick of my own precum flowing freely like a swollen river.
“Wet and tight; you always hold on, like you want me deep inside you.”
I moaned harshly. My muscles tightened even as my legs fell further open. The feeling of being so vulnerable should have been terrifying, but I knew I was safe. I was free to let go and fall as far as I needed.
The fingers were thrusting deeply, turning sharply as knuckles brushed the edge of my rim. It was like I could feel each ridge, each nail as they caressed my inner walls. When they pulled back until only the tip was in, I wanted to shout.
I felt empty.
“More.”
My own voice was whisper soft, volume unnecessary with my body calling out so obviously with its want for completion.
My hips lifted as I tried to impale myself on those wickedly perfect fingers, but they drew further away.
“Do it.”
My lip ached from where my teeth split through, the taste of iron on my tongue pushing me to a new height of desire. The forward thrust stretched the walls of my channel and I threw my head back. My eyes were clenched so tightly I could see white lights flashing behind the lids.
“Now!”
Silence.
I knew I had to be screaming. My throat was vibrating with the sound, but all I heard was silence.
My back was bowed in an impossible arch. My hands buried themselves in my own hair, gripping and pulling though I felt nothing but the wonderful sensation of my release. I could feel heat as my come landed hotly on the skin of my stomach, the smell of it filling my senses and making it that much more intense.
Fingers were still thrusting, drawing out my pleasure until all I could do was lie there, limp and twitching with the aftershocks of sensation.
My face felt cool as wisps of air blew across my tear-streaked cheeks.
…
One. Two. Three.
I counted the thumps of my heart even as I tried to catch my breath.
The soft hand that brushed my hair back from my damp forehead was like a balm to my soul and I leaned into the touch with a sigh.
“Such a good boy for me.”
I didn’t answer back. I didn’t need to. I was a good boy; pliant and submissive as only he could bring out.
Outside of this room, I was powerful and untouchable. I commanded people and they bent to my will without question or complaint; but not here. Here I was ruled by one man; one perfect man with a voice that could send me happily to my ruin.
My breathing slowed, and I waited.
I waited for his command.
And I
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