"I'll see you in a few days baby don't worry," I jokingly pout watching Tanner shove his work suit into a carry on bag. Sitting down on the edge of our bed he moves between my thighs, cupping my cheeks in his hands.
"Maybe earlier if Nick works out this business trip is a waste of time," he scoffs. I shoot a half smile at him hoping he interprets it as a sign of sadness that he's leaving; and not a sign of exhaustion from listening to him jabber on about how much he'll miss me. He does - and leans down to place a gentle kiss on my lips. His warm lips feel awkward on my own, like a jigsaw piece that doesn't quite fit right no matter how hard you try to jam it into the puzzle. He hasn't particularly done anything wrong per-say, but is he a bit of a bore. Just like he was reading my mind my phone chimes.
Evan: I'm 30 minutes away, be ready whore. You know how I like it.
My clit throbs just reading his message. It's been two weeks since Tanner's last business trip, two weeks since I've felt Evan's touch. I'm desperate.
"Is that your mother?" Tanner finishes zipping up his suitcase looking over to me.
"Yep, just asking if we wanted to have lunch this weekend. I'll let her know you're away for work." It's almost too easy sometimes. He's so easy to fool it's almost pathetic. My mother loves him though, it would kill her to know I'm planning to leave him soon. A good little Christian boy who doesn't want to fuck until marriage - every mother's dream.
"Awh I miss her, tell her we'll go out for dinner once I'm back. We'll pay for her, I love seeing her out of the house," Tanner starts to head out of the bedroom and I follow.
"Don't get up to too much trouble while I'm gone," he sets his bag against the front door.
I hand over his car keys and place my hand on his chest. Creeping it up past his chiseled jaw, resting it against his check. Leaving would be so much easier if he wasn't so god damn attractive.
"Get into trouble? Please, I'm a good girl," I giggle. Tanner looks down at me with a half smirk. Reaching down he offers me one final kiss before he breaks contact and grabs his bag.
"Oh that's you all right, innocent angel," he tuts. He almost sounds sarcastic, I can't quite pick his tone. He's too naive to realise anything is going on behind his back, some friendly sarcasm doesn't scare me.
"Love you, see you on Friday baby," and with that he's out the door. Pulling back the curtains I wave goodbye watching his car pull out of the driveway and onto the road. A sense of relief washes over me and goosebumps cover my skin. I need to prepare for Evan. I've known Evan my entire childhood, we dated on and off as teenagers do. But we rekindled a few months ago after he bumped into me at work. After chatting I've coffee he confessed he was actively seeking a casual submissive partner and I was looking for something to excite me. Evan seemed better then anyone else to try something like that with. I knew him, it was familiar. Despite never having experience in BDSM, after our first night together I knew it was for me. I feel more myself with Evan than I ever have with Tanner. Even if I never got to climax with Evan, I would still crave his touch every second of every day. I'm addicted to it. We agreed on platonic sex, but sometimes our relationship is so intimate fantasies about leaving my life with Tanner for him can't help but slip into my mind.
Evan is very particular about how he wants me to prepare for him. I need to be clean and showered, but not shaved - he prefers his subs to be more natural looking. Honestly I also prefer it. Moving into our bedroom I pull out a box from behind my closet. If Tanner looked it would seem like a box of socks, but underneath is a bundle of toys Evan gifted me. Handcuffs, gags, vibrators.
Grabbing two pairs of handcuffs, a gag and a blindfold I place them on the bed. I'm practically jumping with excitement as I slide my clothes off and sit down. Positioning the gag behind my head, I cuff my feet to the bedpost so I'm spread apart. My pussy is already dripping, Evan's going to be so pleased. I place my blindfold on and cuff, with some difficulty, my hands together to the bedpost. Dropping the key behind the bed I am entirely at his mercy now. Cuffed and gagged, I couldn't move if I wanted to. Evan always has me get ready for him like this. Then he can do whatever he likes without having to wait. We usually have to wait several weeks, so by time he sees me he's ravenous. Like clockwork, the front door opens and slams shut. His deep footsteps echo down the hallway until the creak of the bedroom door opening fills the room.
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He wastes no time. I feel him hover over me, his tip lined up with my entrance. My pussy throbs waiting for him to just finally fuck me. Instead he pulls away and a sharp slap hits my pussy. I whimper slightly, he's not usually so rough. Five more slaps follow. Then another five. I begin to pull at my restraints. My clit is burning. It's undeniable how much this turns me on despite the pain, I feel wetness drip down my inner thighs and soak the blanket beneath me. Another hard slap hits my clit and I scream out against my gag. Thrashing and trying to pull away, Evan pushes my thighs down roughly and I don't dare try to move again. I feel something against my entrance again, this time he isn't on top of me. A toy maybe? He likes to use vibrators on me but never a dildo. What has gotten into him tonight?
Something is different.
Suddenly a large object is shoved inside of me, it's so wide it doesn't even fit. I struggle to hold it inside of me. It's not going to fit. He takes it out completely and shoves it even harder this time. My pussy grips around it and I hear Evan laugh. Tears well up in my eyes as my entrance begins to sting. I'm so full and aching, please Evan slow down. The toy is pulled from me and I instinctively try to close my legs. A sharp slap meets my outer lips.
"If you fucking move again, I'll shove this down your throat instead," Evan's voice sounds deeper than normal. A tight grip wraps around my neck and I lose access to breathing for just a few seconds.
He leans down to my ear and loosens his grip only slightly, "Actually that sounds like fun, let's see how well you can swallow a 9 inch dick huh? Your pussy can't seem to take it." He pulls my gag down, thick saliva coating my face.
"Please sir be gentle," I plead.
Before I can say anything else the toy is pressed against my lips and with full strength it is shoved into my mouth. It's so thick I can barely wrap my lips around it. Immediately I gag struggling to breathe. Evan begins to face fuck me, pushing it down my throat. I struggle to keep my eyes open and feel a darkness pulling me further away. Gagging and choking, my heart thumps in my chest. I have never been so afraid, never been so turned on. Just before I pass out the toy is pulled out of my mouth. He keeps bringing me to the brink of fainting.
"She definitely needs some training," why is Evan referring to me in third person? I'm desperate for this blindfold go be off
"Evan? Do you know anyone called Evan boss?" A voice different from before laughs and my blood runs cold. The person on top of me wasn't Evan. There are strangers in my house and I'm cuffed to a bed - great. The toy is pushed between my legs again. I don't make a sound, my lips don't even bother trying to form words.
"Try once more and if it doesn't fit that's enough for now, she's pathetic to watch," the toy is pushed inside of me once more. I can't help but gasp as it finally slips deep inside of my pussy, I have never felt so full.
"Took you long enough bitch." The dildo slowly moves in and out, and I can feel myself adjusting to it. It almost starts to feel good. I accidentally let out a small moan as the man begins to pump harder.
"Enough, she's enjoying it. Get it out of her," the toy is painfully ripped out from me. Footsteps move the the left of my head and a different man grips my checks, pushing my lips together. He leans down sniffing my hair before placing his lips on mine. I don't dare kiss him back.
"What's wrong Delia, I thought you liked kissing me?" He knows my name. That voice - it's familiar.
"Please just leave me alone," it barely comes out as a whisper. The man grips my neck again, I can only gasp and splutter and pray he stops. My eyes squint from the bright bedroom light as he rips away my blindfold. I meet his eyes.
I meet Tanner's eyes.
This time he doesn't loosen the grip on my neck and my body slips away from my mind.
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Trained | 18+
Romantik"I want to see your pretty body tremble and collapse from orgasms you can't hold back because you love being out on display for everyone. But you're ruining it with your annoying screams" After months of cheating with her childhood friend Evan, Deli...
