"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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Her chest rises and falls at a fast pace, her legs begin to squirm underneath me, so needy, so desperate. I pinch her nipples again, pulling and twisting as she sighs in content. I take my time to look over her thoroughly, engraving her into my mind so I can at least look back on this night when I'm in camp and remember every single detail.
She moans softly, "Oh my god". I bite back a chuckle as I grab her hand and stand as I lead her to the centre of the room. Once she sees a wooden chair positioned in front of the fireplace. She looks up at me questioningly, but I only smile back.
"What's this for?" She asks running a finger over the smooth wood, "So curious aren't you baby?".
I guide and bend her slowly over the chair, the stiff wooden back of the chair pressing into her belly. Her hands are supporting her weight on the seat of the chair. I move around to gently tie her hands with a red silk scarf to the chair's front legs. "Spread your legs, angel" I growl.
Her breath quickens now, but she does exactly what I ask, "Such a good girl". I know her heart is pounding. Feeling the heat of the fire on her back and head, but her ass and thighs are cold. She is exposed and vulnerable, just how I like her.
"Please touch me" She whimpers, I smack her ass, and she hisses through her teeth at the sensation. "Sorry angel I didn't hear you" I smile standing behind her rubbing my hand over the ass cheek that I'd just hit.
"Please touch me sir" She groans as I squeeze her flesh in my hand, "Much better".
I bend down behind her, my face inches from her pussy, and I'm absolutely intoxicated by the sight. I run my hand lightly down the inside of her left thigh and grab her ankle tightly before securing binds her left ankle and then her right to the chair with more silk scarves, I had brought these, especially for her, hoping they wouldn't cause as much damage to her skin as the ropes did.
I slide my hand up her leg until it presses firmly into the hot wetness of her pussy. Sliding one finger down her wet folds bringing a long low moan from her. She is immobile, totally vulnerable and completely exposed, all for me.
Fuck.
I stand and look down at her, her hair falling forward over her face, eyes closed, lips slightly parted as she fights to keep her rapid breathing under control. She is shaking, and goose bumps cover her arms and legs.
My angel is totally helpless, the way she longs to be. She trusts that I will push her to the edge of desire, to the edge of control, to the point of total physical and emotional release, and beyond. And I will, I'll do anything for her.
I walk to the couch and retrieve a drink. My cock is hard now but I need to regain my control. Leaving her exposed in the middle of the room builds anticipation for both of us. Taking a long drink, I place the glass back down.
Walking back over to her I lean down beside her, "Angel, are you okay?". She nods, already beyond the point of responding with words, all her senses focused on my actions, as they should be. "Words baby" I hum continuing to stare at her beauty, even though she nodded I still needed to hear her voice.
"Yes sir".
I stare deep into her eyes, ensuring there is no fear and only the desire to be taken. I step back, grabbing her ass cheeks roughly and spreading them wide. Finally, I lean forward and lightly dip my tongue into her pussy. She convulses at the touch. I begin to lick slowly in circles, building tension, and then suddenly stop.
She whines due to the loss of contact, "So needy angel" I tease before I lean down beside her head and kiss her deeply, letting her taste herself on my tongue, so she knows how fucking good she tastes.
I whisper softly, "Willow, do not lose control. If you cum without my permission, you will be punished" She nods. I lean closer, repeating my words more firmly, "Willow, do you understand?" She nods again, is she looking for a punishment?
"Words angel" I warn, "Yes sir, I understand," She says as she looks up and meets my gaze. I can't explain how much pleasure hearing those words brings me.
I smile softly at her as she relaxes her head, i move behind her, watching closely as she tries to move in my direction, desperately waiting for another touch, any touch. Waiting, anticipating, she is going out of her mind, I know it, and I fucking love it.
Softly I run my nails up the back of her leg and over her ass. Repeatedly, coming closer to her pussy each time but never touching. Both hands now, pressing lightly, then hard. Her breaths are uneven, and she begins to struggle against the restraints holding her in place, but if she truly doesn't want this, she knows the word to say.
"Please," she moans, "please sir, please touch me" she whispers loud enough for me to hear, "Beg harder angel" I taunt. "Oh my god, sir, please touch me," She whimpers, a small tear falling down her cheek.
My hands move to her pussy, as I spread her wide. i dip my tongue into her again, tasting her properly for the first time tonight. I pull my tongue away, and she gasps. She strains back against the chair and the bindings, straining to reconnect with my tongue. The wooden chair softly creaks as her body tries to move against it.
I move my tongue to her clit, swirling it in small circles, before going back to her dripping pussy. I lick long and hard back and forth, repeating the process in agonizing slowness, "Fuck yes" She groans at the sensation.
I pull back, and she whimpers loudly in frustration. The hard slap on her ass shocks her.
