Foreign Affairs |H.S.|

Chapter 45

Harry's P.O.V

"Harry stop, please! Make it stop, oh my god please!" I watched her strain against the cuffs. It made me so hard watching her naked body tense up everytime she came. This had been going on for about 30 minutes now. I was casually sipping on the warm vodka. Her breasts, her stomach, and her forehead were glowing with sweat. Her inner thighs were shining with the juices that flowed from her, and so was the floor right between her feet. I grabbed the remote from the bureau beside me and switched it off. She was trembling a little, which made me smirk. I walked over to her and removed the blindfold.

"Aww, baby," I said, caressing the side of her face as the mascara ran down her cheeks.

"Harry," she whimpered out.

"Shh baby. We're still not finished yet." I undid her cuffs and she fell into me. I looked down at her and kissed her.

"On your knees baby girl." She obliged and looked up at me with sparkling eyes. "Open your mouth." She did. I loved how she was so ready for me, even though I saw the fear that stood behind her eyes.

"Are you alright?" I asked. She nodded. "You know the safe word," I said, and I slid myself into her mouth.

Mia's P.O.V

I gagged lightly as his length hit the back of my throat. He threw his head back in ecstacy. I decided to take it upon myself to quicken my pace.

"Oh my, fuck-oh my God, Mia," he hissed. "You're such a good little whore." His words turned me on to an indescribable point. Then he turned the tables on me. He went faster, gripping my hair, hitting the back of my throat repeatedly, making my eyes water. Now, I was making sounds as he made me gag.

"You like being treated like a slut don't you?" My response was a moan.

"I didn't quite hear that," he said, gripping my hair harder. I tried to speak around his dick, and as I slurred out a yes, drool slid down my chin and onto my breasts. He pulled out of my mouth and stood me up.

"Go over to the bed." I did as he said. When I laid on the bed, I watched cautiuosly as his half naked body strided over to me. He cuffed my hands to the bed posts and left my feet uncuffed. He then snapped a leather strap with a red ball attatched to it around my head. A gag, he called it. I was really nervous. I wasn't exactly sure how I was supposed to be feeling right now, but seeing his shirtless body slink away from me once again made me close my eyes. I needed some form of relief from this.

My arms were now cuffed to the headboard and saliva was slowly falling from my mouth due to the gag.

"Mia, Mia, Mia..." Harry began. "What should I do with you princess?" He crawled on top of me, and all I felt was the hard fabric of his jeans along with his hardened cock rubbing against my core. His hair fell into his face, his eyes were now a deeper green. I blinked. This felt like something out of a movie. He walked over to the dresser and grabbed a tall candle holder with a lit candle in it. I was confused.

"Don't worry honey. This won't last too much longer." He kissed my forehead and he was now hovering the candle over me. I started moving uncontrollably and yanking at the cuffs. But that didn't help. I felt the hotness of the wax drip onto my stomach.

Harry's P.O.V

I watched as she screamed into the gag and it pleased me. She shuddered and I saw her eyes starting to water. She looked at me, her eyes pleading. But it wasn't that she wanted me to stop. She wanted...more. I poured a trail from her bellybutton down to her thigh. She screamed again and this time, her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

"You're enjoying this? You're not supposed to honey." She only batted her eyes at me and I was already so hard. Finally. This was the moment that my fantasy with Mia would come true.

Mia's P.O.V

"Time to get what you really deserve, hmm?" I watched as he let his pants drop to the floor. I started squirming.

"No,no, no, stay still, baby girl, or else..." He pulled the strap of the gag back a little with his index and his middle finger.

"What's my name," he asked sternly, darkly, and sexily.

"Daddy."

"Louder," he said, sliding a hand up to my throat.

"Daddy," I repeated, a little louder than before.

"Mmm yes that's it baby." He gave me a light slap on the cheek and grabbed my face, making my eyes stay only on his.

"Who's gonna be a good slut for Daddy?"

"I am."

"Yes, and you're gonna remember this. Even when you're drunk, this is all you'll remember." He let the gag go so that all i could do was squeal when he shoved himself into me. He roughly put a hand around my neck, making me moan and grunt even louder.

"You're gonna fucking remember this, Mia, do you understand me?" I nodded my head as best as I could. I felt the dried wax coming off with each hard thrust Harry gave me.

"Nobody can fuck you the way I can, Mia. Nobody." Once again, I nodded vigorously.  My body started shaking.

"Don't you come. Don't you dare fucking come unless I say so." Water started welling up behind my eyes. The mix of pain and pleasure was overwhelming. I looked at Harry, who's eyes were trained on mine. I tried to grunt louder and my eyes squeezed shut, but nothing came out. I was so close. On the edge of a high that I've never experienced. When I opened my eyes again, everything was becoming brighter. Very faintly, I heard a voice. "Come, baby, come for Daddy." Then everything was white and I saw nothing but stars.