"Oh my sweet angel, did you really think I was going to give it to you so easily? Anyways, when I let you cum, it's going to be from my cock, not my fingers."
Willow never expected to escape from her own personal hell, but now shes experiencing her...
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His eyes opened and lowered to mine. For a moment he seemed to get it, we held a locked gaze as his hand tightened in my hair. Just for a fleeting instant, I felt what it was like to be trapped all the way down on his cock, with no hope of drawing a breath, but then his eyes changed and he released me, moving his hand to my shoulder, pulling my mouth off of him.
He bent down, put his hands to each side of my face, and spoke firmly "Willow, listen carefully to my next words. If you say 'Mercy' that means to stop entirely and let you go. If I say 'Green?' to you I'm asking if you're still okay, and you can just reply 'Green' if you're feeling good. If you can't speak then I will treat three quick taps on the ground as 'Mercy'. Do you understand?"
I nodded, fucking finally.
He reached down and firmly pinched my nipple through my top. I groaned at the sudden sensation, "Harder please" I whined, "Harder." He didn't hesitate this time; pinching down on my nipple and twisting it hard. I screamed out with the pain, but there was something else there too, something that the pain was feeding.
"Green?" He asked, sounding concerned and urgent. "Green" I moaned back "God yes, green!"
My body felt like a pressure cooker, but the release value was my pussy. Wet and untouched since this began. Cillian grabbed the other nipple and twisted my breasts in opposite directions and it was amazing but it just wasn't enough.
"Please sir" I gasped, "What do you need baby?" He looked down smirking at me, "I- fuck I need something" I replied flustered as I looked up at him, he stood up abruptly and sat on the edge of the bed before making a come here motion with his finger, I stand and walk to him, without a word he pulled me down onto his thigh, "Ride my leg angel" He hummed.
I ground my clit against his thigh, Every stroke was like fire shooting through my body, lighting up every part of me. "Such a good girl" Cillian groaned, and I could clearly hear the smile in his voice. And that was it, I must have been closer to orgasm than I realised because something gave way in my pussy and then my whole body was unwinding. My head jerked and my eyes rolled back.
Cillian flips us over before standing over me, I lay on the bed watching him as he walks off into his closet before coming back with a black rope, he begins slowly lacing the ropes around my wrists and ankles, securing them to the bed posts, making it a long and drawn out process.
My heart hammers against my chest, excitement filling every single part of me. Once he's finished I am bound spread eagle, my skin already tingling, anxious for his next touch.
He slowly leans over my face, hovering just out of my lips reach, taunting me with the promise of a kiss. Instead, his tongue darts out quickly, giving my lips the tiniest taste of him, before retreating back behind that sinful smile.
