He climbed down the bed, and pressed the head of his cock against my pussy. I was wet.
“Can you feel how wet you are slut? Such a tight wet cunt. Tell me it’s all mine.”
“It’s all yours” I rasped through my sore throat
He slapped my face.
“Properly, my little cunt. Say it properly.”
“It’s all yours” I rasped out a little more clearly.
He spat on my cheek, rubbing it into my face.
“That’s right, you’re all mine cunt.”
He slapped my face hard, and grabbed my chin.
“Do you want my cock inside you?” He grabbed his shaft with the other hand and started rubbing my clit with the head of his cock.
“Yes. I do…” I whispered
“I’m not convinced.” He brought the whip down hard between my tits. The leather biting at my nipples. He dropped the whip, on my stomach, and took hold of my right nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
“Now, bitch, how much do you want my cock?” as he asked it he started to twist my nipple. Hard. Pulling it.
“Ow, a lot, a lot!” I exclaimed. My voice was still cracking from him fucking my mouth though.
He let go of my nipple
WHACK
Another sharp hit from his leather whip.
I felt his cock drift from my clit. Pressed against my pussy. He pushed in. Just a enough that I could feel it. Right at the entrance.
Both his hands grabbed my nipples, twisting hard, pulling my tits out. It hurt so much.
“Beg like the whore we both know you are, and I’ll give you a centimeter more.”
I begged. Like a junkie begging for another hit. I begged him to fuck me. I told him I couldn’t live without his cock inside my cunt. I told him I was his whore, and that I loved his cock inside my pussy. I told him everything I could think of. Every self deprecating word earnt me another little bit of cock. Not for a second did he let the pressure go on my twisted, pulled nipples. He was finally deep inside me. By that stage I’d called myself every dirty word I could think of. I was desperately horny. He was turning me into a wanton slut. I could hear the desperation in my voice.
“Grind.” He ordered, as his cock pressed deep inside my pussy. I moved my hips as best I could, with my ankles still secured to the bed. After a moment or two he released my aching nipples from his vice like grip. Blood went to them immediately, searing pain shot through them. I moaned.
He ordered silence. Stuffing that green tie back inside my mouth.
He started to jeer.
“I know a cunt like you can fuck harder than that”
“Grinder harder. I want you to come.”
“That’s it bitch, it’s not like I can come like this. Your worthless cunt won’t get me there this way”
“Work my cock like a cheap whore.”
I worked as hard as I could. I was desperate to come. As I finally got close he started to pull out, and then push back in. I relaxed, and he fucked my pussy hard. He pushed and pushed into my pussy. Pumping away. I could hear his breathing become ragged. I was close to coming again. Before I could he pulled out, climbed back up so he was sitting on my sore squeezed tits. He pulled the gag out and shoved his cock into my mouth. I started to suck
“That’s it comeslut. Lick your juices of my cock. That’s it. Lick lick”
I did as I was told. Suddenly he pulled his cock out of my mouth and pressed it against my cheek, covering my face with hot sticky come. My first facial.
I heard a click. Then the noise of a camera taking a photograph.
I was too tired to object.
His finger scooped the come up off my face and he grabbed my chin with the other hand, parting my lips. He scooped every drop he could into my mouth.
He was satisfied with his clean up job. He pulled my blindfold off, and started to undo my bonds. My ankles and wrists were bruised, my throat bruised, my breasts and ass whipped. He left me curled up on the bed, wandered to the bathroom and turned on the water in his built for two tub. I heard the water shut off. He scooped me up off the bed, carrying my sore naked body to the tub.
“I love you” he whispered.
“I love you too” I said as he lowered me into the water. He climbed in behind me, massaging my sore shoulders, washing my long black hair.
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