♡ iker casillas ♡

3.6K 22 0
                                    

[by sexualfootballblog // tumblr]   


Iker had tied you down onto the table in the living room. He had bound each of your limbs onto a leg of the table leaving you spread out, open and it's impossible for you to escape out of the ropes.

"So you caught me" You say sarcastically. "Congratulations, what are you going to do with me now?" You say as you watch Iker stalk around the table, his eyes glued onto your fully clothed body, which all so confused you. "Talk to me Iker" You say a little impatiently. "What are you going to do to me?"

Iker just laughs maliciously and pulls out one of the knifes from the block and presses it against your throat. You don't even flinch because you know for a fact Iker would never hurt you. Iker removes the knife from your throat and down your body, tearing open your blouse with the sharp point of the knife.

"Is this all you have in mind Iker?" You say with a laugh "Just tearing off my clothes with a knife? I had you down for better things that this" Iker still does say anything but the knife is now cutting away your pyjama shorts.

Iker chuckled "You know I will always have my way with you in the end" His eyes are still locked on you once he drags his tongue over his lower lip.

You laugh back in response "Oh really? Do you Iker, I am really interested to see what you will be doing to me that will make me submit to you"

Iker smirks something like the devil "Oh baby, you will see"

Last but not least Iker uses the knife to cut away your black lacy thong and settled the knife down onto the cabinet at the other side of the dining room.

You laugh smugly as Iker takes out a vibrator "What you going to do with that then? Shove it up your ass" Iker says nothing just presses the vibrator against your clit. "This is supposed to be torture?" You chuckle.

"Oh I promise" Iker chuckles "We will be getting to the torture in a little while, you'll see my sweet baby angel" He says then quickly turns on the vibrations, you can't help the groan that slips out of your mouth in response.

Iker starts move the vibrator in a circular motion, the sensation felt blissful on your sensitive clit. Iker's right hand worked the vibrator while his left one is pulling and twisting at your nipple.

Iker started off with the vibrations on the lowest setting but he slowly starts to turn them up until it's on the highest speed and sending all most painful vibrations onto you.

"Oh god" You groan and flip your head back. "Oh please, Iker I need to come" Iker just looks at you blankly then pulls the vibrator away from you with an evil smile, making you groan in frustration.

Iker slowly moves the vibrator back onto your body but not on the place you need it the most. Instead he moves the vibrator over both of your nipples. You sob then let out a moan, you really need to come and Iker is nothing helping with this torture.

"Iker please, please, please let me cum"

Iker chuckles "I thought this wasn't going to be torture, you are going to have to wait my sweet baby girl"

Iker turns the vibrations back down onto the lowest point and brings it back down to your pussy but he ignores all your sensitive areas and starts to work the vibrator at your entrance.

He lightly pushes it in only to pull it back out of you then repeating his motion over and over. You don't want them damn thing inside of you, you want it back onto your clit so you can finally come.

"Iker please, let me come"

"Have you been a good little girl for me? Do you think you deserve to come?"

You nod vigorously "Yes Iker, I have been such a good girl, please let me come"

"Well..." Iker pretends to be in thought for a whole three seconds "ok" Iker flicks the vibrator back onto the highest point and brought it back down to your clit.

You moan in pleasure as the need to come builds up in a matter of seconds and the feeling in your body tells you it won't be much longer. You scream out Iker's name as you come, squirting your juices onto Iker's hand at the vibrator.

Iker pulled the vibrator away from you and turns it off "I told you it would be torture"  

♡ dirty football imagines ♡Where stories live. Discover now