His Little Kitten

Tymber squirmed against her bindings, her eyes were still trying to adjust to the sudden dark blanket that Briiver had caused when he left her. She wanted to just get up, leave, and never come back again. But, there was also an overpowering feeling of wanting to pleasure herself; wanting to be pleasured.

Her mind was reeling, thoughts were spinning in her head. She couldn’t get the image of Briiver’s cold eyes burning into her to go away. Then there was the image of his perfectly fit body, strong arms and shoulders, that kept coming back, and that was even worse, with her body begging for attention.

Through the night, Tymber shivered. It wasn’t just the chilly air, but the thought of Briiver, her best friend since she was little taking her. She wasn’t sure what to think. She couldn’t possibly like this, but why was her body begging for it? Between the questions spinning in her mind Tymber dozed off, and when Briiver came back in the morning Tymber was asleep.

It was a little after sunrise, and Briiver was almost ready to get Tymber again. He was quiet making himself something to eat, but didn’t prepare anything for Tymber purposely. He wanted her to be weak. She was to know the control he had over her. He fixed his breakfast and ate quick, excited to get back to his prize.

Slipping into his bedroom where Tymber lay sleeping, he paused watching the girl in silence. She had a perfect body, that was undeniable; perfect creamy skin and soft womanly features. But that wasn’t why he wanted her so bad. It was the determination in her eyes, the power to break the unbreakable. She never gave up, but he was going to make her submit to him. He had always noticed how special she was, but she never seemed to look at him the same way. Now, she was going to be his, and only his. She would look at him any way he wanted, and she was going to like it.

In a sudden surge of power pulsing through his veins he walked over to Tymber in confidence. Undoing her binds carefully, as to not wake her up, he rubbed her wrists softly, and moved his hands down her soft arms and down her sides. She is perfect, he thought as slowly Tymber’s eyes fluttered open and she let out a soft morning murmur.

At first, she didn’t register where she was, did she fall asleep at Briiver’s again? But, it all hit her fast and she flung herself up angrily taking Briiver by surprise. Briiver fell backwards off the bed in the sudden fury as Tymber climbed out of the bed and lunged for the door. It seemed like a good plan but Briiver was too close and he grabbed her ankle as she made for the door and she tripped. He pulled her towards her and tackled her onto her back, pinned hard to the floor.

“Mm, my little slave is being feisty again,” he murmured softly into her ear. His breath was warm and sent shivers down her spine. “Are you asking for punishments? Do you enjoy being tied and defenseless, just for me? Oh, don’t worry, you will get plenty. Just you wait.” He lustily sucked on her neck, hard enough to leave marks. He could barely take it, he wanted her so bad, but he would take his time. Let her explore the slave life.

“I’m not a slave,” she shot back in anger and terror. She lifted her arms that were crunched under his chest and tried punching at his shoulders to no avail. It was useless, she was trapped. All that she got as a response with a short chuckle, that seemed to be hiding something.

“You are whatever I say you are, babe. Deal with it.” His breath was heavy and he wasn’t sure if he could hold it back anymore. “I would advise you to follow my rules in my game. If you don’t, I play rough. And when I play rough, you get hurt. You don’t want that, do you? Let me demonstrate.” He paused and looked at Tymber’s delicate face and pulled back one fist, his other hand holding down Tymber by the chest. He judged his strength and let his fist fly at her face, hitting hard enough to leave a bruise and maybe bring some tears, but nothing would break and that’s all that mattered.

Tears did fall from Tymber’s cheeks, but Briiver was right about no permanent damage. He frowned studying her, he didn’t really want to hit her at first, but the reaction was so strong and his cock was growing again.

“Look at me.” Briiver lifted her chin so he was eye to eye to her. “Listen, I don’t want to hurt you. I really don’t.” He paused maintaining the eye contact that she was so desperate to avoid. She squirmed and squinted her eyes obviously very uncomfortable. “But, if you don’t listen, it’s my only choice.” He put a rough hand to her cheek and brushed away her tears gently, seeming caring and loving.

Tymber shook at the gentle touch. He was being heartfelt, but he was just a jerk. She tried to look away from his overbearing eyes that seemed to look right into her soul. Her breathing slowed and she went silent. He gripped her chin cruelly and held it tight, looking into the pools of blue with such intimacy it brought tears to her eyes again. She instantly tried to twist her head away and advert her eyes.

He felt his member hard against his pants and he adjusted them enough to be released from their painful confinement. He pressed against Tymber’s panties threateningly. He watched her reaction to him, fear and anger and it was keeping his cock rock hard. He slipped and finger down to her skirt and lifted it.

“Babe, are you wet for me?” He smirked at the flashing anger in her eyes. It was obvious she couldn’t decide what to think.

“No, I want you to let me go.” She glared at him, even though feeling his cock against her was arousing her greatly.

Briiver didn’t seem to react, even though he felt she was most likely lying. He pushed harder against her and let a finger trace her damp panties lightly, over where her clit would be. He heard the almost silent gasp and grinned. “Okay, this is how it’s going to be. I want you, and I know you want me. If you don’t, then you won’t be wet and I won’t fuck you, damn I’ll probably even let you go; but if you are wet you are going to get the hardest fucking of your life. Do you have anything to say?”

Tymber frowned and shook her head the little bit she could while her head was held like it was. “I’m not wet.” And she honestly didn’t believe she was. Yeah, his cock was arousing her a little but she wasn’t wet so she wouldn’t have a problem.

He only said, “You had better be right,” before tearing her panties off her and tossing them away. He slipped his finger into her cunt and smirked. After stroking for a few seconds and pushing a finger into her well-lubricated body, he brought up a wet finger and pushed it into Tymber’s mouth forcefully, letting her taste her own juices.

After watching Tymber’s face for a moment, without warning, Briiver thrusted his manhood into the flustered girl. She squealed in pain as she felt her cherry break. He moved slowly inside of her, cautiously, keeping eye contact as she squirmed uncomfortably. He kept pace for moments before starting to speed up and Tymber could feel her regions squeeze around his cock as if begging him for more.

Briiver seemed to notice because he smirked and moved to her ear sucking and nibbling lustfully. “You are so tight. Please don’t tell me I just took your virginity. It’s hard to believe that you are so wet and willing after telling me so much you wouldn’t be, and you didn’t even know what a cock feels like.” His hard voice rolled over the syllables roughly. It was making Tymber arch her back and moan, despite her efforts to avoid it. Her body was rushing with waves of embarrassment, and her cheeks her were turning red.

“I-I..” She stuttered her words, not knowing what to say. She stopped to breath and Briiver interrupted.

“Are you going to come for me, sweetie?” He chuckled at her struggling to not release but he was starting to feel his body tensing too and he thrust harder, in turn making Tymber moan and scream in passion.

Her eyes turned from him. It was too much to take, and he was forcing her to her climax. But, as soon as her eyes left his he willed himself to slow down. He grabbed her chin watching her squirm in surprise at the sudden stop. Her hips, he noticed, were starting to thrust at him and he pushed down pinning them down with his cock pushed inside her.

“Do you want me to let you come?”, he growled at her. His voice was rough and Tymber never seemed to notice what a sexy voice that he had before. Yet, she stayed silent.

“Speak to me, or you won’t.” He gritted his teeth, and stared her down angrily.

A soft whimper escaped her lips in submission as she moaned, “Yes, please make me come. Please keep on fucking me, Briiver.” Heat rose to her cheeks and neck and she tried to look away. But, as soon as the words left her lips he started thrusting again a slow, steady pace.

“Do you like it when I fuck you? Do you need my cock inside of you baby? Tell me what you need me to do with you. Tell me the truth.”

Tymber closed her eyes and mustered up all of the strength she had and looked up at him with pleading eyes, her stomach twisting in shame. But her all the blood was in her cunt and it was controlling her and she spoke in a steady voice for him.

“Yes, I love it when you fuck me. I need you cock so bad, thrusting me. I want your lips on me, your fingers in me. Touch me. Please go faster, I need you to fuck me.”

Briiver grinned in approval as Tymber finally submitted to him. She had a weakness and he knew what it was now. He thrusted hard into her, moving quickly and breathing heavily. He could hardly take it so he held her tight and fucked her until she finally climaxed, her cunt retracting around him. As soon as the girl arched her back and let out a long moan of pleasure, Briiver let himself climax into her and murred into her neck as he collapsed.

He whispered softly into her ear, “What a good girl, for that I will let you lay in my arms for a few hours, bind-free.” His breath was slowing and he pulled her onto the bed and into his arms. She fell asleep contently in his arms, hugging him tight. He wondered how she could cuddle someone who beat her and stole her virginity.

He realized, this wasn’t going to be as hard as he expected. Now, he just needed to figure out how he was going to explain this to his roommate and boss without losing his prize, friendship, or job. This would be a little harder.

(Thanks for all the responses! I’m getting more enthusiastic about this story as their true feelings are starting to come out. I hope you still enjoy it, I know this one is a little more hardcore. Honestly, I don‘t have a clue where it is taking me at this point. The comments are great feedback. I'm glad you guys are enjoying.. I won't tell you what's going to happen though ^.^ but you might be onto something.. Please keep on commenting and reading! Thanks! <3)