⚠️DADDY KINK. D/S DYNAMIC(sub Nick/sub Kali). CHOKING. SPANKING. BREEDING. PRAISE. CONDESCENDING. PAIN KINK. DEGRADATION. DIRTY TALK⚠️
Kalani's POV:
There's a few things that I've learned about myself in the last few weeks. Some are more important or more obvious than others but they're still new to me.
For example, the act of physically and emotionally hurting men is such a turn on. Not in some crazy way like doing things with others just to bother them, but in a sexual way. Like Nick, right now.
The sight of him bound to a chair, unable to move, was so hot it made my skin burn. I had forewarned him that the things I wanted to do to him were...different, to say the least. He agreed before I could even really explain what I wanted to do to him.
His shirt had been discarded somewhere along with his pants, leaving him in his boxers. I had only tied his arms and ankles to the chair using a few ties he had. I honestly have no clue what came over me and how I even got the idea but I was enjoying it.
The way his hips bucked and he groaned my name. Sweat was dripping from his forehead and his lip was bruised from how often he bit down on it. It was a beautiful sight to see. Especially since Nick was so big. There's something about a man as big as he is being tied to a chair at the mercy of someone as small as me.
"Nicky? Are you still with me?" I asked, settling myself between his thighs. His head fell back and he groaned before looking back at me.
"Baby please! I can't take it. I need to feel you, right now." He begged, his eyes filled with nothing but pure raw need.
"But I like having you like this, baby. You look so cute like this. All tied up for me, like a good boy." I whispered before leaning down and kissing up his neck to his jaw.
"Fuck. I've been so good, baby. Please just fuck me already." He sighed, tilting his head to the side allowing me more room.
"You have, Nicky. But won't it feel so much better if I wait just a little while longer?"
"No! Fuck no! I can't wait anymore baby. Need to feel you now. My brain feels like it's gonna fuckin' melt." I had been toying with him for a little while now. I guess I can ease up and give him a little taste.
"Ok baby. I need you to be still though. Let me take care of you, my love." He nodded quickly, his hands wrapping around the legs of the chair.
I sat down on his lap, slowly moving my hips back and forth over his boner. I only had on a pair of panties and one of his shirts I had stolen after I took my dress off. There was a damp spot on my panties which I knew he could feel because of how he groaned and pushed his hips up.
"You want me like this? Hm? Or you want to have control over me? Make me do all kinds of nasty things, just for you?" I asked, making sure to drag my finger along his neck. He shivered and looked down at me with pleading eyes.
"Like this, god please just like this!" I pecked his lips softly before I stood up and took a step back. He went to complain but I quickly leaned down and smashed my lips against his. He moaned into the kiss and opened his mouth allowing me to push my tongue in. I sucked on his a little before I pulled away.
"I'm just taking my panties off, Nicky. I promise, no more teasing." I said softly. I quickly slid them down my legs before kicking them aside. I quickly found myself back on his lap, grinding my bare pussy against him. The feeling had me throwing my head back and biting my lip.
"Fuck Nicky! I could cum just like this baby." I groaned, taking a few seconds just to enjoy myself. His dick twitched and jumped against me making my need for it that more intense.
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