Blinded

He stood at the foot of the bed and smiled at the sight of her, blindfolded, wrists secured above her head, naked, needy. He watched the rise and fall of her chest and saw the nerves, the excitement, breathed deeply and could smell her scent, her arousal.

Climbing onto the bed, he ran his hands along her inner thighs, felt her shiver and sigh. Placing a kiss on her belly, he moved his mouth to latch on to one tender breast, kneading the other with skilled fingers. Dropping one hand between her thighs, he moved to suckle the other nipple and explored her secret folds, already damp and swollen with need. Recalling her request for rough foreplay, he dropped down to place an intimate kiss before flipping her over and running a strong hand across her rounded posterior. Nipping her gently on the ass with his teeth, he felt her flinch and giggle, and smiled. Pulling back his hand he swung and landed a flat hand on one cheek and then the other. Firm, hard, rhythmic spanks that flew faster and harder until she’d had enough and uttered a cry for him to stop. Pausing briefly, he ran a hand over her reddened skin, and muttered, “Not yet. Raise your ass up.” When she froze, he growled, “Now!” and slapped her sharply. Arching her back, she complied, and winced as his landed swift, stinging smacks on the tender bottom side of her burning ass.

Flipping her onto her back, he fell on her and entered her slick heat in one thrust, moving his tongue into her mouth in unison, catching and swallowing her cries of surrender. He pounded into her again and again, lifting her legs up over his shoulders and bouncing against her thighs. Pulling to the edge of the bed, he stood and fucked her fast and furiously, smacking against her thighs and ass, knocking the breath from her. Untying her hands, he flipped her over to enter her from behind and fucked her slow and deep, building friction, increasing speed, until he was pistoning towards his own release. Encircling her slender wrists with his strong hands, he held her prisoner and took her as the rush of feelings roared through him and he orgasmed, pounding violently as his seed shot out of him. He kept her pinned beneath him until his strength returned, breathed her scent through her neck, felt her squirm anxiously beneath him. Smiling, he rolled off and turned her onto her back. Kissing her lips, he reached to remove the blindfold, stopping when she smiled and whispered, “No. Leave it on.” Moving between her legs, he latched onto her and tasted, teased, tortured her towards her own release, feeling her thighs tighten around him and listening to her cry of passion in satisfaction. Keeping his mouth on her he held her captive and slapped her hands away when she tried to push him away. Her next peak built and jerked her body explosively. His mouth stayed on her and this time she fought harder against the too strong feelings, but the fight was brief. When her nails dug into his shoulders, he lifted his mouth to threaten, “Do you need me to spank you again?”

Her weak response of “maybe” earned her a half dozen heavy slaps on her already tender ass but the break from his intimate assault seemed worth it. When he placed his mouth on her again, she rose quickly, helplessly towards her third release, and cried for him to stop when he would have continued.

Rolling to his back, he pulled her over on top of him and pushed her head to his lap. She quickly took his growing cock into her mouth and began tasting, sucking, licking, him until he grew large and larger still, enormous in her hand, and she crawled to raise above him and gently lower herself onto him. Her insides felt swollen from the earlier rape and he stretched and filled her, shocking her senses as always, making her feel possessed by him, owned. When his hands reached to guide her hips, she kissed him tenderly and moved up and down, back and forth, riding him, squeezing him, fucking him as he’d taught her. He laughed when she held his wrists over his head, letting her think she controlled him, letting her take the lead. And when the rush came over him, rolled his eyes into his head and felt helpless in her arms while his body thrust and emptied once more.

Rolling to his side, she wrapped around him and breathed him deeply as exhaustion and contentment lulled her to asleep. Smiling softly, he quickly followed.