The Makings

Smoke curled all around them as she danced about the blacklighted room, immune to the rest of the world and their fantasies concerning time. She took a hard hit from the pipe packed with sweeter dreams, letting the ghosts of butterflies dance in her lungs before vanishing in the exposed air. "I love feeling as if nothing matters." She mumbled in a half-dreamy voice before climbing into his lap in preparation for the next part of their sacred 'ritual'. Drawn to the warmth of his skin, she buried her face into his neck and wrapped her legs around him, feeling as if she were drowning.

"It's just us now." She whispered into his ear, flicking her pink tongue against the lobe before biting down on his neck. Primal instinct and sheer desire took over as he pushed her down to the floor, deciding he would be anything but soft and gentle. However, as he snaked his hand up her shirt, he couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of her softness. Forgetting his role of 'tormentor', he closed his eyes and began ghosting his fingers against her skin, lingering a bit too long on the bumpy rungs between her ribs. She whispered his name with a shudder and laced her fingers with his free hand, using her other hand to tilt it to hers. Dark brown against earth mottled green.

He couldn't help but feel a tinge of sick pride knowing only he could make her into this nearly feral girl. Their breaths creased as he kissed her all over her face, neck and collarbone. "Take off your damn shirt." She giggled at the slight growl in his voice adn complied, removing both her shirt and bra. "Hold your hands out, princess." Once more she complied, feeling a jolt of pleasure from the sheer darkness in his voice. She was then handcuffed and rendered completely helpless. With a devious smirk, he yanked the chain connecting the cuffs above her head with one hand and used the other to feather up the little skirt she wore.

"Dirty, little princess." He groaned as his fingers brushed against the damp spot on her lacy panties. "Only you do that to me." She whispered huskily in his ear, causing him to bite down on her lip and trail his eyes up to meet hers once more, creating some unbreakable bond. Ever so slowly and teasingly, he pulled them to the side, deliberately making sure his fingers brushed against her heated core. Still maintaining a murderously slow pace, he freed himself from his boxers and positioned himself at her entrance, which was already wet in anticipation. "Please." She whispered, voice straining with painful need as he began brushing the tip against her, barely dipping it in as though testing her waters.

Just when she thought she could take no more, he suddenly pushed himself all the way inside of her, causing her to gasp ad dig her nails into his back. The slight pain only seemed to fuel the way he thrust in and out of her rapidly, going harder and harder. Never once breaking eye contact, he tightly grasped her thighs and rocked her tiny body. She bit her lip to resist the moans threatening to come out , knowing that once she got going, she wouldn't be able to stop. "Oh, my sweet, dirty, little princess." He mumbled lustily, going at it harder and faster until she could no longer contain the moans. It was like music to his ears, urging him to keep going. "On your hands and fucking knees."

Like a good girl, she did as told -- not really able to move anyways due to the handcuffs still around her wrists. Of course, she wasn't really complaining until he roughly slapped her ass. Once. Twice. Each time making her squeal in such an innocent, irresistible matter that made him ache to be back inside of her. He noticed her trying to get away from him and smirked, shaking his head. "Fuck no, you're not getting away. Not until I'm done with you." He growled, gripping her hips roughly before slamming his hard cock inside of her. Loud moans and gasps fill the air as her pleasure grew with his quickening pace. Determined to make her orgasm, he whispered, haughtily, "Come for me, sweet babydoll." knowing it would cause her to shiver and focus more on her impending orgasm. Her walls tightened around him and surrounded him with a very slick, wet warmness, indicating her release.

He slowed down a bit and brushed the hair from her face so he could gently kiss her pouty lips, which were parted ever so slightly, as if begging for his dick. 

Feeling he must comply, he stood, still painfully erect. "On your knees. Now." Not even giving her time to react, he yanked her up by the handcuff chain and held her wrists against his chest, taking them off so she could use one hand to hold the base and the other to scratch him. She wrapped a tiny hand around his cock and began to rapidly swirl her tongue around, bobbing up and down at a rapid speed, only slowing down to linger when she had all of him in her mouth and could run her tongue all about. All he could do was whisper her name, over and over, urging her to keep going as he tightened the grip he had in her hair so he could make her gag. Only when he was close to finishing did he allow her to pull away -- he was nowhere near done with her yet.

He leaned back on the floor, resting on his elbows as he stared her down with eyes full of lust and intent. Shakily, the girl got up and put her arms around his neck before lowering herself onto his hard dick. They both drew a sharp breath as he slowly filled her warmth with his length. When he was all the way, deep inside of her, she started rocking back and forth, creating a gentle friction between them as their eyes still remained trapped in the other's smoldering gaze. Soon  her slow rocking became fast bouncing as he gripped her hips and impaled her with his cock faster and faster. "Keep fucking me until you come." She whispered, voice strained from having done so several times already. 

"Of course, my dirty, little princess." He whispered darkly in a madman's voice, lifting her legs over his shoulders and swiftly burying himself inside. He silenced her screams by covering his mouth for a brief few seconds before using that same hand to choke her once she relaxed a bit. "I'm going to fucking destroy you." He murmured, hardly able to catch his own breath at the rate he was going. They tightened their grips on each other as the end came closer and closer. He bit down harshly into her soft neck with a final thrust before pulling out and finishing on her stomach.

They lay tangled in each other, basking in the afterglow, with breaths heavy and heartbeats in sync, their inner lust demons at peace.