The throne's keeper.

Chapter 16 - Power

Khwezikazi.

SPANK !! SPANK !! SPANK !! SPANK !!

The sound of his huge hands repeatedly collides with my buttocks envelopes the room and he gives them a little rub while I try to compose myself. I bite my lip in an effort to contain my desperate moans for pleasure before I feel cool wet kisses on both my cheeks and the sensation tugs at my coochie  I can feel my wetness slipping past my lips as I throw my head back when he places his cool tongue of one of my nipples.

My hands are tied up in the air and I am blind folded.

He's been taunting me throughout tonight's session and not once has he let me reach my climax but this doesn't feel like punishment at all, I am looking forward to my orgasm and that's exactly what he keeps giving, slowly helping me anticipate my release with my most crucial senses taken away from me, my touch and my sight.

"Safe word ?"
He asks as he now gives me body a little rub.

"Green."
I tell him and he goes quiet again. I hear the sound of a vibrator turn on and soon after he starts to run it on each of my nipples and I throw my head back at the sensation before he slowly moves it down my body until it reaches my clit.

"Fuck."

"No cussing."
He says as he drives it deeper between my folds, his voice is smooth and alluring. My body jerks back when he reaches my entrance and he pulls me closer again as he presses it harder against my clit and my leg moves up towards him and he slaps it.

"Open up."
He says and I release a moan as I pull at the ropes and I open my legs again and he drives the vibrater deeper and I begin to tremble.

"Shit."
I cuss again and he pulls it away and I heave a sigh.

Shit I wasn't supposed to do that.

My hands fall before my body stil tied together and my eyes still blind folded.

He starts to kiss me again and I kiss him back. Did I tell you how much of a good kisser he is.

I stick my tongue out a little for him and he scoops it up with his lips joining in on my nastiness and my inside melt all over again, our tongues battle for dominance when my back hits the cold wall but we don't stop, I give him a little something to fight for and just when I think I've won he gives me a little choke holding me in place, cementing his place and telling me who's the man all within a single kiss.

"You win."
I tell him when he gives me little pecks on my lips and I smile at him and i swear I just felt him smile.

I can imagine it.

Beautiful pearly white teeth, one sided dimple and seductive eyes.

He smells like cinnamon already, that means he's already started to sweat.

My arms wrap around his shoulders while they remain bound together and I am hoisted up Into his arms.

My knees are hanging from his arms and our cores meet exactly where their supposed to meet and he's hitting exactly where I need him too.

His strokes start slow and long until they turn quick and hard and I am screaming the sound proof out of this room and the only thing I can think about is how it's in the middle of the fucking week and I am being gutted out for the life of me !!!

How am I going to face people knowing that this how they fold me behind closed doors.

My violent trembles don't slow him down he only keeps pounding into me and talking me through each of my orgasms and lord the praises... the freaking praises, at some point when I am being bent over what feels like the couch I have an out of body experience because what type of dick is this ?