A Kiss From Lucifer (Mac smutfic)

Morning Sex Isn't Always For Lovers

The next morning, Beth woke up sore, yet sated. After Mac claimed her the night before, they had rough sex until three in the morning. She smiled, feeling satisfied to the max. She couldn't even begin to describe the events of last night. It was just hot, rough, and satisfying. She had no idea how many times she had come that night, she lost track after nine. She tried to move, but found that her hands were once again bound with handcuffs. Then she remembered that Mac had chained her up again. She sighed and closed her eyes, breathing heavily. Her entire body ached, even her feet. Then she heard Mac grunt a little, shifting until Beth opened her eyes. He was sitting up, looking around with tired, confused eyes. When they fell onto her, he smirked. 

"Damn. What a sight to wake up to." He remarked, leaning down and running his tongue over her breasts. Beth moaned and arched her back, loving his tongue on her. His tongue started traveling downwards, pulling the sheets down with him and exposing more of her body to him. She looked down at him as he got closer and closer to her sweet spot. Suddenly, he paused. He glared up at her before standing up and walking over to his dresser. He found what he was looking for and came back over to her, holding a blindfold.

"Oh shit." She whispered, feeling new arousal flooding onto the sheets. Mac smirked as he situated the blindfold over her eyes. Beth's breaths started getting heavier, and she was waiting excitedly. Nothing happened for a while, until she felt rough rope tying to her ankles, and then Mac moved her leg so that it was tied to the corner of the bed. Her other leg did the same, but it was with the opposite bed post. Her legs were far apart, she was blinfolded, and her hands were chained. She couldn't move at all. It had her dripping in seconds.

Beth heard Mac chuckle darkly, before crawling onto the bed. She felt the mattress cave in on either side of her. She then felt Mac's hot breath hitting her ear. "You're such a dirty little slut." He growled. "You'd do anything for my big fat dick, wouldn't you?" He demanded, and she felt the tip pressing against her entrance softly. Beth whimpered, and suddenly got a harsh slap across the breast. "I asked you a question, bitch." He growled, grabbing her breast firmly in his hand and squeezing hard. She yelped and panted heavily.

"Yes Mac. I'd do anything for your dick." A month ago she would've rather died than say anything like that.

"Hm, like what?" He asked, loosening his grip on her breast and instead pinched her nipple between his fingers. "Would you beg for it?" 

"Yes."

"Would you suck it?" He demanded, rubbing her nipple and nipping her earlobe.

"Yes Mac." She moaned, feeling his tip slipping into her, but not going any farther.

"Would you pray for it?" He asked in a soft, sensual voice. She then felt his tongue trace around her ear.

"Yes Sir." She panted and Mac growled. 

"Keep calling me that." He mumbled, pushing more of himself inside her.

"Yes Master." 

"Fuck!" Mac growled. "Fuck yeah call me that. I'm the master of this pussy, do ya hear me?" Mac demanded, smacking both of her breasts.

"Yes Sir!" Beth all but screamed. Mac started thrusting into her quickly and roughly, giving her no time to adjust. After all, she was his.

"I claim this pussy, and these tits." Mac declared, leaning down and sucking hard on her nipples. Beth moaned and arched her back. Suddenly Mac pulled away and out of her. Before she could complain, she felt the ropes being sawed off. "Can't fuck you proper with these damn ropes on." He stated, untying both legs and going back up to his original spot. This time he flipped Beth onto her side. One of her legs was underneath him while the other one had been hooked around his waist. Mac grabbed the leg under him to keep her still while his other hand grabbed her ass. She bit her lip in excitement. She felt his tip prodding her entrance, slowly pushing in. Beth groaned at the slow speed.