My bare knees were rubbing into his hardwood floor, the indents and rough textures cutting into my skin. My hands secured behind my back, I am completely naked with my breasts tied together with strong rope and although I am on my knees, my legs are open where my shaven cunt is on full display to him as he sits across the room watching me, his finger rubbing his top lip and I just know he is deciding what to do with me.
I was never into bondage before I met him but since he opened me up to this world I can’t stop and I feel as if I will never be satisfied like this without him now.
My mouth was gagged, my chin soaked with my own drool as my eyes pleaded with him, begging silently to be fucked and used, I would have come if he had just brushed against my nipples at that very moment. I was ravenous for touch and he knew it.
Slowly he began to stand up, slowly making his way across the room to me where I sat still on my knees, whimpering. He moved my chin up toward him with his index finger and he kissed my forehead, a tender exchange for such a torturous position that I was in. He then began to unbuckle his pants, his cock springing out of his boxers, hard and veiny, just how I liked it. He slowly began unfastening my gag and I caught my breath loudly as the gag fell to the floor. He brought his cock closer to my mouth and without needing to be asked I began sucking him.
Fast and hard, I wanted to feel him in my throat, I took as much of him as I can, sucking and licking his cock.
“Woah, Woah, slow down girl, you are not in charge here, are you?”, he said calmly.
I stopped sucking momentarily as he pulled his cock from my mouth.
“Open wide, ok?”, he said fiercely yet with a calming demeanor that sent a shiver of excitement up my spine, positioning his cock in front of my mouth and I nodded submissively, understanding what he needed me to do.
I opened my mouth wide, my tongue hanging out like a panting puppy and his cock slid back inside of my mouth and into my throat, again and again, he thrust hard into me, my drool sliding down my lips and chin, coating his cock in my glistening saliva. He grabbed my head and forced his cock as far down as it would go, roughly and aggressively, my eyes watered and my shaven cunt moistened more and more by the second, I was dripping wet.
“You want my cum whore? beg for it”, he said, gritting his teeth as he rubbed his cock over my face and I began to beg, harder than I ever had before, I did want his cum, his creamy, thick cum, in fact, I needed it.
“Please”, I begged tormentedly, “Please…give me your cum master, please, I want it so badly, please, please God, I need your cum”, I begged, my body aching for the taste of his seed.
He pushed my head back with his fingers in my hair, my mouth opening wide and he began jerking himself over my face and within a few seconds his entire load was coating my face, thick spurts of cum shooting over my mouth and eyes, sticking to my skin and I loved it, moaning boldly as it splattered my face, my tongue licking at the bits that landed closeby, I took every last drop and thanked him again and again as I felt him drying on my skin.
He roughly removed his hands from my hair and cupped my chin with his hands, glancing down my naked and extremely aroused body before smirking and leaving me there. I didn’t know for how long but I knew I just had to be patient and I would get whatever he thought that I deserved.
