Welcome to Hell.

He rolled his eyes at her and then his fingers tightened in her hair, giving it a little tug. HIs mouth pressed down against the side of her neck. His lips traced her skin, his tongue moving along the arch of her neck. He slaps down on her ass as he pulls her head back, shaking his head at her. Well, good that you have a sense of humor about this. He growled lightly as he sank his teeth down into her neck in a light bite.

But I think that it's going to cost you.... He then gives her a quick shove, grinning wickedly as he pins her back into a wall, looking into her eyes, as his own twinkle dangerously. His eyes scan down her figure, his knee pressed up between her legs. His hand is tracing up and down her side, moving on her hip, sliding softly. He can feel just a tiny bit of heat, a slight sensation rising off of her. He then crushes his mouth down against hers, claiming her lips, kissing her hard.
 
Som just relaxes, enjoying the show. The two seem to have a history, and Nina isn't fighting too hard, so he relaxes, enjoying the show, wondering if he'll find a delectable morsel tonight. He waits, still sipping Long Islands.
 
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-his grip soothed the giggling monster and that distinctive sting to her ass was only a trifle once his teeth touched her neck flesh-

-... cost? She squeeek out the air she had trapped in her lungs when her back hit the wall... She knew this day would come... when he would seek out revenge. But exactly what to do about it now? She licked her lips as she watched him think very naughty thoughts on his way to taking her mouth with his. Stealing her breath as she, in return stole his. Her fingers curled in his shirt, wrapped it up and she used it for leverage to pull both her feet off the ground. They snaked up his legs and wrapped tightly around his waist, locking them behind his thighs... finally breaking the kiss she bit his lip, her nails very quickly making red tracks in his chest.-

Cost..... I happen to think I have yet to reach a high enough cost..........

Tell me something...... was i supposed to play fair???
 
He growled again as he felt her teeth sink into his lip, her nails dragging into his chest. His body had hers pinned effectively against the wall as she wrapped her legs around the waist, his hand holding her by the ass. He pulled back and then roughly slammed her against the wall again, her breath leaking out. That didn't stop him from kissing her again, his tongue moving against her lips, inside of her mouth, feeling her chest crushed against his. He took a deep breath after the kiss, smiling down at her. There's no such thing as playing fair. And of course you know that.

He wiggles between her legs. His pants are stirring a bulge appearing in his pants, which presses right against the apex of her thighs, right between her legs. He grinds against her a second, emitting a soft grunt of pleasure at feeling her in a position as compromising as this, then grins wickedly. I wonder, if I asked the staff here to help me tie you up, and you told them to stop me, which of us would they listen to? You opened this place, but they have minds of their own.

He stepped away from the wall, and then grabbed her hands, before dropping her down on the floor, falling on top of her. He pinned her hands as best he could, dropping on top of her, his mouth sucking and licking at her neck, his teeth nipping at the top of her chest. His smile, looking up at her, was pure sin.
 
-stars.... stars and lips... skin under her nails and a kiss that seemed to suck the stars away and steal the plethora of curses from her tongue. Fucking prick.....-

-her eyes narrowed and one lifted as he pleasured himself so teasingly against her cunt-

Staff........ What staff... -giggling more- You don't think you can tie me up all by yourself... You need help... I'm flattered.

-the room spun and stars lit up her head again and his weight crushed her lungs once more... She growled at him... Slowly gaining air in her burning lungs.. His eyes finally coming up to meet hers and smiled... drawing one leg up his thigh. Her hands wriggled and she felt him tighten his grip. She hoped he would. That leg had a foot attached that landed hard in the small of his back, his kidney to be exact and as he curled, grunting she kicked twice more. Same spot too. All the while keeping up the mock struggle with her hands so he couldn't stop her feet. That leg wrapped around his waist joined by the other and squeezed every groaning breath she could from him. She giggled very low, the one that was near a growl on its own-

Stars for stars.


Now I wonder... just how you intended to get clothing off while your hands are busy.
 
He grabbed tighter on her hands, grinning as she struggled, enjoying this little game. She played rough, and so did he. But then her foot came down on him, above his waist. Right about where his kidney was. The first kick didn't really hurt. The second one...that hurt a little bit. The third one, that hurt. He heard her growl at him. He can see her breasts, almost right front of his face, by design. Beneath her shirt, sure, but still, he gently prods at them with his teeth, seeing her nipples slightly hardening beneath.

Stars for stars, she says. What stars?

He grinned at her wickedly as she made her second comment, about clothes.
I don't intend my hands to be occupied forever. He smiled, and then bit down on her neck again. He knew she liked being bitten.

Her legs were still wrapped around him. He sat up, pulling backward, her hands still in his grasp. He managed to pin them behind his back, her being pulled into his lap, and he glanced down at her. His hips were pressed against hers, crotch against crotch, and she knew he was aroused. She knew that he had wicked, devious plans for her. Did she have her own plans?


I could be more gentle. But then, I'd hate for you to get bored. He manages to get both wrists wrapped up in one hand, for the moment, as the second reaches up to grab her hair, pulling lightly on it, tugging her into a kiss. Ready for me to fuck you over?
 
-She pulled at her wrists, effectively wriggling herself upon his lap. Her own perverse thoughts of just how much fun this position is while stark raving naked running through her head. So many thing she would do from this position. though only one she actually did; Grinding against his arousal while he maneuvered her hands into one of his. Inside though her tongue traced her teeth, he would get bitten sometime......-

Gentle.... are you trying to make me pout?

-she let her whole self go limp. She didn't care anymore that a hand in her hair just melted every last part of her. She embraced it. Even if this time the tresses he was tugging on had just been slammed into the wall and the floor... it was an interesting sensation now. She sighed into his kiss, her fingers twitching for some part of him to scratch and her legs uncoiled to rest on the floor. She pulled her head back looking at him, eyes glittering-

Over... and over if you can....

-With all her might her feet drove into the floor. At least this time her head has something to land on, his hand, as she crashed under him on the floor. She knew she couldn't get away like that, wasn't trying to. But it did free her hands long enough rip her nails up his sides. He would have to let go of her hair to trap her claw tipped fingers again. purring and giggling she kept wriggling her little hand free while the other tried to get through his skin down to the bone in some places. Well that is till his teeth nearly made her scream-
 
She seemed to melt in his kiss, going limp. He pressed tighter against her, picturing her naked, picturing her wet pussy dragging against the outline of his cock in his lap. Well, much like the current situation, sans the clothes. He grinned as he pulled out of the kiss. And then, of course, she surprised him. Can a surprise be unsurprising? Her head slammed his hand to the floor, jarring his fingers open, making him hiss with a moment of pain. She was scratching at him again, as she was wont to do.

He leaned over to her ear, and then he bit it. She groaned as his teeth sunk in. He grabbed her hands again. He needed a way to immobilize them, at least momentarily, until he could really get her back. He'd thought about doing this without tying her down, but no, it was settled now. These hands are going to be tied in place so she can't use them. Her own damn fault. His solution for immobilizing her hands?

He grabbed her shirt. He lifted it up over her hands, and twisted it so that her elbow were trapped, keeping it around her neck. It served dual-purpose, now, blinding her as well as keeping her arms trapped above her head.
You're delicious and feisty, but only because it makes me work harder to handle you. Now, off we go. His hand grabbed her ass, squeezing, and then he was shoving her forward, from behind, into the next room.

He pushed her, until she found a board, about waist high, she was being bent over it. He was leaning her from behind, bending her over, his hips pressed against hers. One hand reached down to her bare breasts, flicking at a nipple, even as he stretched her arms out, well in front of her. Straps, straps for her wrists, tightening them down to a separate.
So sorry to have to do this. Except, not really. Hands locked in place, now, at least for the moment. Her bare back in front of him, he chuckles, licks the back of her neck. His teeth press against her skin, nipping, licking down her spine. His hands then tug on her shirt, and with a sudden ripping, rending sound, it's torn apart, dropping away from her face.

He presses his lips against her ear, as he's bent over her from behind. Ahh, better. Now shall we get to work? He takes a second to smell her hair, even as his hands are grabbing at her breasts.
 
-she bit her lip and stifling the horrid torrent of giggles that threatened to break free as he wrangled her around to get her shirt up to entangle her arms. She bit the material that covered her face-
Mhmm... You like it...

-Suddenly she was on her feet. The bit of trust she had was real. Otherwise there would be no effing way in hell she would walk in any direction, Fuck that, she'd dislocate both her shoulders, rip her shirt off and tear him apart. But she knew. He wouldn't walk her into anything that wasn't useful. her feet slid on the floor. She was, after-all, apt to trip. Though the second time he pushed her she bristled... the third and she took a deep breath. She did tie him down in the middle of the in and tease the piss out of him.-

-her hips hit something and she relaxed. Just listening to him rustle things while thick straps secured her wrists. She gave him her best "mhmm' at his non-apology and completely enjoyed the feel of lips and teeth and warm touches of tongue along her spine. until her vision was free and she was engulfed in his heat all along her back, his warm grip upon her breasts. She shifted her hips feeling him pressed tightly to her.-

Very much better.... though work.. sounds a bit tedious.

-she giggled, she wanted to push his buttons but pushing too much when already strapped was a bit stupid. Sure she could have smashed his nose as he smelled her hair but what the fuck for. That single act ran a shiver along her that was so very difficult to explain. It just lit her on fire.... Sure she could kick his shins or stomp on his feet... but no... that wouldn't do for either one of them... maybe next time.. No this time her foot slid up the back of his leg pulling him closer to her-
 
Hands on her breasts, teasing them, playing with the tight nipples as he sniffs at her hair, his mouth on her neck. He nibbles on her body, then starts dragging his mouth down her shoulder, and back across her spine. Hands drag down her sides, fingers squeezing and grabbing at her as he does. Yes, work is too tedious for this. But...well, there's going to be a lot of effort involved. So there needs to be a word to convey that. Sport, perhaps. He shrugged as straightened up for a second, grinding against her playfully, letting her feel his cock hard against her from behind.

Her foot pulled him closer, and he didn't argue as he reached down to peel off his shirt. He playfully dropped it on her taut back, then watched as it gradually slided off the small of her back and onto the floor.
How hard do you you think I should fuck you, hmm?

The question is pointless, really. His hands on her hips, and he's reaching around to her pants, unfastening them. He pushes them open, letting them dangle loosely for a second before he pushes them down her hips, kneeling. He's on his knees, now, looking at her panty clad ass. He bites it, laughing softly as his teeth grind through the material, and then he licks the spot he'd just bitten. Her foot moves, he slides her pants off of her ankles, and then he's dragging down her panties as well, taking his time to peel them off of her waist and thighs. He takes a deep breath as they reach her ankles, once again sliding them free, leaving her naked in front of him, his face on an eye level with her pussy. His breath is hot on it as he leans in closer to look at it, closer, studying it

He starts kissing the backside of her thigh, tracing his mouth against her soft skin, sighing softly to himself even as she squirms slightly. He nibbles. Then he switches thighs, moving over to her right leg, licking that. Trying to find a ticklish spot. He starts right behind her knee, in the crook of her leg. He kisses, licks, his breath moist, and wicked.
Hope you don't have anywhere to go, Ninaling.

His face darts inward, as he tugs her legs apart a bit, spreading them apart slightly, wider than her hips, giving her a wide base of balance. As his mouth trails up the inside of her thigh, he can almost feel her juices dripping down her skin, and he sighs, thoughtfully....feeling his tongue perched almost at the entrance of her pussy...and then.....

He reaches down with both hands, to tie her ankles into place. Can't have her just stepping around the bar now, can we? He smiles as he stands up, letting her know that she's stuck.
 
-Purring she wriggled, her skin chasing his mouth, anticipating where the next nip or lick would go or the next place his heat would grip her skin. She stretched and sighed as he ground himself into. Smiling to her self. It was just fucking odd the things she found comforting. Like the feel of his warm shirt sliding along her skin or the straps firmly on her wrists.-

-her head turned at his question and just shook before she laid it on her arm-

-Grinning she just liked feeling him undressing her, The feeling of being revieled... and the knowing that he would have to kneel to get the material out of the way. -

OUCH
-Biting has such a feeling, her hips wiggled her has trying to shake the sting even as his tongue soothed it. Then that final peel, her panties, slowly off her skin. Cool air mixing with wet heat, completely, wonderful mixing as she stepped out of her panties. Each movement of her feet rubbing her slick lips against each other until its hotter... hotter... his breath heating her even more. She alternated her weight from one foot to the other to continue to pleasure her self with him breathing fuel on her sex-

-She breathed deeply, sighing as her cunt twitched in response to his lips upon her thigh, his lips, his nibbles sending those waves of want over her skin to her cunt. His lips traveling all the way to the back of her knees simply thrilling her flesh along the way. If he was wanting anything else but her pleasure she would never know. Her skin was like that. Sure she was ticklish, unless she was turned on. Then, then she only had one ticklish spot and it was odd, rarely ever found and she never ever told people where it was. From behind her he was talking about her going... going where she didn't know. the only thing she was listening to was the crackle of electricity her skin was making in her ears.-

-His hands moving her feet made that delicious rub she was doing now impossible to do but it didn't matter. His lips on her inner thigh more than made up for it while dragging moan for moan or rather, moan for each touch of his mouth inching closer to her core.-

-she gasped, she didn't want to, couldn't help it. Its not like she was surprised. Though she would probably have screamed if he actually did lick her overheated cunt right that moment. But no. He did the very logical thing. You tie down the one thats just nuts enough to kick you even if she is in a very happy predicament. She tugged on each binding, every muscle along her body rippled for a split second before she relaxed in a near bliss. She had no idea this would happen this evening... but it calmed so many parts of her mind, her body, just her. being completely bound at the very right time was pure divinity. Still she wished she could kick him for being a smart ass-
 
It was hot. That wasn't anything notable, it was always fucking hot in Hell. But it was hotter than normal here, and he coudl feel the heat washing back out of her center, over his face as he kept his mouth hovering near her sex. He knew she could the moist air flowing out of his breath as she moaned. She was wet and glistening in front of his face, which only made him smile. And he smiled wider as she gasped out when his hands tied down her ankles.

Noon watched as she tugged on each of her bindings, watched the muscles in her legs flexing as she tested out her position. Then he stood, and leaned over her from behind. She'd fallen quiet, and there was a hush in the room. Which is why he let her the very pronounced sound of his fly being unzipped, seeing her perk up in response to the noise. He was bending over her from behind again, his left hand reached up underneath her to trace his fingertips against the side of her left breast. He was squeezing it as he took his hard cock in hand, positioning it. He slid it along her thigh, letting her feel it as he traced up toward her dripping hole.

But at the first contact with wet flesh against his cock, he stopped. She had teased him, he was going to tease the fuck out of her. Her lower lips brushed th ehead of his cock like a light paintbrush, and he wiggled up against them, but did not insert himself.


Hmmm, a fine position I have you in. I need to really take advantage, don't you think? But how shall I? He pulled back, his cock sliding away from the pool of heat between her legs. Both hands are on her back. He drags his fingers up and down her skin, rubbing at the muscles, which are pulled somewhat tight from the position she is in. Then he laughs as he steps back, this time taking his pants off fully, letting them drop to the floor, shoving his boxers down as well. He kicks them into the corner so that he's completely nude. He lightly slaps at the small of her back, his hand reaching up to grab her hair, giving it a light tug to make her arch her back. He's bent over behind her again, his lips pressing against her, nibbling as he breaths into her ear. Then he whispers.

Oh, crap, I forgot about my chocolate bar. He chuckles as he heads over to his pants, out of sight, and reaches into his pocket. He pulls it out and unwraps, then makes a slightly miffed noise. Ah, crap, it's melting. Hmmm. Hey, you mind if I set this here? Chuckling, he sets it down on her back, at the small of her back, letting her feel the chocolate beginning to run, melting from the heat. Noon then walks around in front of her, letting her see him naked now, and bends down to kiss her mouth, cupping her chin as he does.
 
-Breast in hand,Breathing, static silence broken by metallic hiss. not that her mind cared what it was but her cunt, her skin absolutely did. And it was her skin that savored the result of the sound. That feel of soft, silken touch. She couldn't say warm, her skin was nothing but flame as was his cock. Her legs ached to close and trap him between them. Her fingers flexed wishing to cup his cock to her sex. She could do neither. But that didn't stop her hips from responding. Didn't stop them from wiggling back as velveteen hardness wiggled little happy sounds from distracted lungs. Didn't stop her cunt from being utterly, teasingly delighted.-

Hmmm, a fine position I have you in. I need to really take advantage, don't you think? But how shall I?

Indeed............... how..... if you don't know.... I'm certainly not going to tell you.

-Why should she anyway. He was doing a fine job all on his own, even if him stepping away from her made her growl. She instantly stifled it. An easy thing to do when strong hands grip and massage taught along her body. It made her smile. 'one pleasure for another'. That game would eventually drive her mad but it was early and right now her responses were highly mailable.-

-Her skin flinched at the lightly solid contact of his hand to her back, it made the entirety of her back itch to be touched and he didn't disappoint. The feel of him, all of him covering her form and the fingers in her hair realigning not just her back along his chest but her cunt along his cock. After all, the arch of the back is connected to the tilt of the hip, and the tilt of the hip is connected to the presentation of the cunt... sound like a song... and the cunt is connected to the cock bone-

-her amusement shifted to a pleasured giggle as his teeth nibbled but it did bloom into fully form laugher at his mention of chocolate and his departure from her skin-

OF course its melting in HELL!

-Then, then there was chocolate on her back.-

Seriously? whatever floats your boat.

-She closed her eyes and swayed feeling the solid become a liquid upon her nearly boiling flesh. She breathed in and released a contented little sigh before opening her eyes. She could hear is soft foot falls and knew he would be in front of her. As her eyes opened her smile grew. She let her eyes take him in from his sure feet and strong legs. They lingered on his cock nearly imagining or possibly not imagining seeing the minute twitch of his hearbeat... and before her eyes could travel higher his hand was upon her chin, grasping, warm as his breath and lips upon hers. She nipped at his lips as chocolate started to drip off her sides and whispered-

Delightful tease.
 
He felt her nipping at his lips, grinning. his tongue was lashing back out against her, savoring her warm breath. He nipped back, teeth sinking in slightly, and his cock twitched slightly from the entertainment. She tasted good. He couldn't help but reach under her again and grab at her breast, feeling her tight nipple against his palm. His fingers tugged down against the curve of the breast, until all his fingers pinched around her nipple, and then he cupped her breast again, repeated the process of tightening his grip down on her nipple.

Yes indeed. Whatever floats my boat. You don't have a ton of input at the moment. He gave her nipple a tug, pinching down on it, pulling as he kissed her again, growling softly.

He stood straight up then, and for half a second, he let his cock brush across her lips before he strode back down the length of her, noticing that his chocolate had completely melted. He nodded satisfied to himself, and leaned down to her hip, his tongue flicking against her side as he started to lick it up. He was chuckling to himself. He knelt there for a second, letting his lips and teeth brush against her side and trace up her back, as he ran his hand down the curve of her ass. The tip of his finger found her glistening sex, and he brused at the lips of her sex with his finger as he sank his teeth into her back, getting a bit of muscle and chocolate.

Oh,s orry, did I hurt you? He licked up the offended spot, kissing it better, as he moved his mouth on her. It's a fun way of teasing her, leaving her with nowhere really to go, and no means of seeing what's really going on. That's only heightened by the fact that he's got his finger against her sex, and he pushes in to the first knuckle, her juices running back his finger. He crooked his finger slightly inside of her sex, and sighed, feeling her heat gripping him. He pulled it back out as he leaned forward, then stood up.

Then she must have felt an odd sensation, as he smirked thoughtfully, letting his cock press against her back, hard and supple, dragging for a second, before he smiled, speaking again.
Oh, dear, it seems I spilled some chocolate onto my pick. Damn.

He strolled back around in front of Nina, looking down, a long trail of chocolate down the length of it. He smiled as he looked at her.

Care to help me clean it up?
 
-her eyes drifted shut. After all, she couldn't really see a damned thing when it was close enough to her face to kiss her. Grinning they alternated or rather she did from savoring the taste of him to the radiant sensation he was repeating upon her nipple. She simply adored when people understood that its not all about 'pinch, twist, pull', at least not with her. her only reply to 'input' was a purr. The usual sarcasm was lost to that electric radiance from his voice and tug at her nipple. That was a very good thing too. For next his cock brushed her lips and she kissed it instead of the fleeting though of nipping such sensitive offerings-

-Grinning she stretched in her bindings in the moments of his absence before a blissful sigh joined his tongues appearance along the very soft skin of her side. If she were ticklish she imagined she would have put on quite a show but instead her body simply leaned into the sensation. That is till his fingers joined and swept goosebumps along her ass to her sex. Her breath stilted. The delicate touch long her lips made her cunt twitch and tingle and leave her off guard for his teeth to pull cry from another set of lips.-

-Bites. her whole body arched and released and squirmed into his tongue and exploring finger. His mouth making the sting linger and devolve into warm currents directly connected to the digit coaxing her cunt to beg in its own way for more of the same and more of him-

-Then it all was gone, he was gone, his lips, his digit... but he wasn't, he was warm and pressed to her, at least some part of him was........ spilled upon..... -

Spilled -she giggled in an mix of aroused husky tones and genuine amused mirth- Spilled, I think that raging hardon is making your vocabulary run backward-

She caught sight of decorated prick and she snorted with grinning laugher-

Care to help me clean it up?

-She looked from his cock to her hands and up to his eyes-

It seems you just might have to help me help you. As I don't think I could close the distance between that chocolate cockcicle and the tongue that would help clean it.
 
As she snorted, laughing at his word choice, he reached down, grabbing her hair, giving it a gentle twist for the masochist in her. He looked at her eyes, amused, but still tugging, before he let it go. Then he glanced down at her lips, and at his cock, and back to her face, nodding. Yes, it seems that it's a difficult task for you to perform in your present condition. He shrugged for a second, as though he didn't care, would ask her to figure it out herself, before he smiled and stepped in closer.

He felt her lips trailing along it, then, the chocolate oozing slightly off from the head. The cupped the back of her head as he brushed his full cock against her mouth, lengthwise, before he pressed the tip right against her lips. He waited until they opened, and her tongue came out, before he started to ease forward, sliding his cock into her mouth. This was an awkward position for her to suck him off, sure, difficult for her to take him in, but then, this was also pay back.

He cupped the back of her head, rocking his hips back and forth slowly, sliding in and out of her mouth, feeling her tongue grazing the underside of his cock as he moved.
 
-Her amusement died away as her tresses twisted. She both hated and loved that reaction. She fought it for years and years. It seemed he was learning to use it as a near a mute button a person could come equipped with. 'Fuck it' She only fights it when she needs to now.-

Yes, it seems that it's a difficult task for you to perform in your present condition.

-Her brow arched watching him shrug. He either wanted her mouth or he didn't and all she would do is wait. It was either wait or sing and nobody wanted her to do that. So she licked her lips, her eyes falling to the cockcicle moving close enough to pepper tasting kisses along it. Nearly moaning at the warm hand on her head and the slide of cock along her parted lips. She caught chocolate on her tongue and waited till he placed the crown to her lips. she didn't suck as he slid into her mouth, instead she used the chocolate she gathered to coat every millimeter he pressed in. So she could taste every bit of him and it together, everywhere her tongue touched. It was a heady mix. Cocoa and male flesh.-

-her head tilted to the side and her tongue played its dance of caressing touch and seeking ever bit of him that it could. which in this position was not as much she would like. the more he slid between her lips the more her back arched and stretched to move with and away and to him. for long moments she alternated between trying to gain any suction at all to simply tasting him until his tip was between her lips on an especially long stroke out of her mouth. She kissed it, closed lipped... a little peck if you will before she did what she had wanted to do since he slammed her into the wall. She gripped his cock tip with her teeth, Her lips closed tightly and she pulled his cock just that much, just so her teeth could rest behind his crown and her tongue feathered slow and quick in laps and circles with her teeth only tight enough she could feel his pulse and be perceived to be a threat should he take away her toy. Surprisingly his fingers only tightened. Sure he could pull her off or ram into her mouth but she didn't offer him any pain... only concentrated pleasures before her teeth released and she resumed removing every bit of chocolate she could retrieve from his throbbing cock. -
 
He just let himself relax slightly, moving slowly as she took over, doing most of the work now. Her tongue and lips were pressing against him, smearing the chocolate all over before she licked it, and then sucked on it. He growled, lowly, softly, but a pleasant sound, voicing his pleasure audibly. He continued to cup the back of her head, rubbing it as she worked to start rocking her head along with his hips, licking and sucking on his cock. He couldn't put his full cock into her mouth, not in this position, but she had enough. He was rocking his hips harder as he grabbed onto her hair.

As his cock slipped out one time, she stopped, pulling back to just kiss the head, the slit, and then she leaned forward, wrapping her teeth around the head of his cock lightly. He tightened his grip in her hair, looking down at her.
Careful now...take great care. He chuckled as he said it, but he gave a bit of a threatening look. She was crazy enough to give him a bite to pay him back for slamming her to the floor, even for slapping her ass. But then she seemed content to go back to sucking on his cock, and he groaned as her hot, sweet, wet mouth continued to pleasure him. He felt his balls tightening up, and his breath came a bit harder. She was good. Her lips were wiping up the rest of the chocolate off of his cock, and he could feel her swallowing lightly even as a bit of drool slipped down onto her chin.

He wouldn't give her a break, now. He kept his cock between her lips, forcing her to breathe through her nose for a couple of minutes. He was pushing her head down onto his cock as he began pumping his hips into her, panting slightly. Sweat was decorating his face and sliding down his back. He growled, then groan.
MM, fuck..sweet...fuck...good fuck...good Nina. Then, with a grunt, he pulled out suddenly, his cock throbbing, almost heaving. For a second, he thought he was about to squirt on her face. But he'd stopped himself in time.

Quickly he moved around behind her, hands on her hips. He looked down to her glistening cunt. Unable to help himself, he knelt down, his mouth wrapping around it. His tongue flicked up between her lips, and then pumped into her. He felt her juices moving against his lips, rolling down his chin, and he lapped them up, sucking at her pussy. His tongue found her clit, and he felt her shiver. He smiled inwardly.

He enjoyed eating her out. She tasted sweet, and her juices seemd to flow so freely for him. He was loving she noises she made as he managed to teasingly brush his tongue, or his nose, or even his finger, across her throbbing clit. She didn't have a lot of leeway to move her hips, of course.

Finally, he stood up behind her, leaning forward, letting his cock rest against the side of her thigh. His voice was in her ear again as he kissed her neck. Some of the chocolate still running down her back was smearing onto his stomach. He bit her neck.
Hmm. Do you think I've gotten sufficient payback, yet?

He reached up to plunge two fingers into her sex just after he asked, but still awaited an answer.
 
-the repetition freed her mind allowing her to just feel, to simply slip into that primal pattern of cause and effect where everything physical takes over... that was the intrinsic part of sex she craved. That ability to just get lost in the feeling of hard velvet prick sliding within her mouth. So much so that she didn't hear him speak, she was only aware that her cockcicle was gone and that she was watching it throb out of her reach. Her cunt twitched and she mewled at him, she knew, it knew that he wasn't done and she wanted more-

-Even just his fingers on her hips, in this head space, made her toes curl in sheer want. For what she didn't care but the fact that next it was his mouth, wrenched a moan from mumbling lips. She momentarily forgot to breath as his mouth closed on her cunt. The feeling of his tongue was nothing compared to sheer delight of it finding her clit and coaxing purring moans from forgotten lips. The more he licked and touched and tasted and explored her sex the more her body pulled at its bindings of their own accord. One lick melding onto the next and soon she realized he would only tease her clit so long before he stopped. It left her a whimpering mess, wanting, close...... If she would step out of the feeling she would describe it as perfection........ then he stopped. She wanted to scream but his body coating hers, his lips on her neck made her frustration pause in anticipation..... her body pressed itself up and yet again he didn't disappoint her want. His teeth sank in to her neck and her form shivered it appreciation.-

Hmm. Do you think I've gotten sufficient payback, yet?

-Her reply was growled out, drowned out by want and the delicious addition of his fingers..... unmoving fingers....... she slowed her breathing but couldn't stop the tremble from her cunt out. -

.... do.. I...... No... I'd say you wanted something more...
 
He left his fingers in her dripping hole, feeling her trembling against them, squirming beneath his touch. But he does nothing else with his two fingers for the moment, leaving them trapped inside of her, even as her juices flow past them, while he bites and nibbles at her neck. She growls, she tries to bite off a response to his question, but her initial attempts fail, making him grin victoriously. The way her body shakes and writhes, the way she tugs and tests her restraints, these just make his cock twitch happily. He likes this feeling, this struggle just before fucking, this feeling that the need has been ramped up, way way up, past acceptable levels. And to get her back for teasing him...that seems like it was the whole point. Mission fucking accomplished. He laughed as he licked her ear. Then he heard her bite out her words.

Yes, indeed, I suppose I did. Clever of you to realize it.

He doesn't move instantly, though. His fingers start slowly pumping her hole. He feels her walls gripping his fingers. He remembers where her clit was, having found it expertly with his tongue, so his thumb manages to brush across it. He continues leaning over her, lips on her neck, on her shoulder, licking and biting as he enjoys himself, and enjoys the way she's clutching tightly to his fingers with her lower lips.

The smells are an odious mixture of sex, chocolate, sweat, and a more acrid smell that might be characterized as frustration. Noon finally straightened up, sighing thoughtfully as his hand drags out of her tight hole, his wet fingers moving against her thigh, as he positions himself between her legs. His cock is perched at her opening again, as he had done before, but this time there's more intent there, a feeling about what's going to happen. He grabbed her hips, holding her by the waist, fingers digging into her skin slightly as he prepares to take control. One last phrase before he moves.
You know, you're a hell of a fuck.

Then his hips thrust forward, sinking in to the hilt. He slaps home hard, and gasps, panting slightly. He's been hard and throbbing for so long, it's taken a lot of energy out of him. As he fucks her tight hole, feeling her wrapping around his cock, he's already short of breath. He sucks in air, pounding into her, seeing the muscles in her legs straining, feeling as though his own legs are made of rubber. He growls, impatient with himself, as he pounds his cock into her pussy repeatedly, slamming home, thrusting, filling her needy hole.

This payoff does seem worth it.
 
Yes, indeed, I suppose I did. Clever of you to realize it.

-Through bliss driven trembling want that sarcastic voice in her head spoke silently to her. 'Clever huh, I'd hope i realized it, If I didn't I'd be completely brain dead' but the words only flashed through her mind, her cunt was way to involved to be a snarky thing right then.-

-his fingers moved slowly stroking her flaming heat, like a blacksmith at his billows prepping his oven to melt glass. his devilish thumb and lips and teeth all joining in their own time to steal her voice and breath, giving them back in foreign sounds of pleasured pleading whimpers. She didn't trust herself to speak, words would be an enemy as her thoughts would only stroke and scrape at his ego. She had indeed teased him, and kept teasing in bits for this very reason now, so they both would win. She just completely adored being teased to growling frustration, but it had to be real-

- growl she did when his fingers and lips and teeth parted company with her skin. He had teased her to the point she didn't even know her cunt had been gripping him so very tightly... she didn't know till those digits were gone and he was standing cock to cunt behind her, perched, ready, fingers gripping her flesh and her whole body tensed, waiting. She would have flexed and twisted and teased with the very limited bit of movement she had but his words froze her in place. Deep past her primal self she heard him and wanted to punch him in the mouth for being so crudely insolent but logic brain retreated a few hundred cunt-twitches ago. no thing that came to the forefront was cock induced growling want... -

Then fuck me already....

-His cock plunged into her core and paused through her moan. her whole body pulled tight, she had been so very near cumming that her cunt picked up right where it was before his fingers departed and tried to crush his cock with want. He pushed through and kept right on fucking... her body wanted to snap itself in two just to fuck back or claw at his skin, bite his flesh.... (one day she would).... she instead she nearly silenced her fervent cries by sinking her teeth into the only skin she could reach, her arm-
 
He wasn't aware of her response to his words. He couldn't realize that the noises were quieting because she'd bitten down on her arm. He was barely aware that she'd gotten quieter, and only because he'd enjoyed the mewling, maoning sounds she'd been making before they got quieter. They hadn't stopped, but in the roaring sound of blood pumping in his chest and against his ears, the noisy wetness of his cock ravishing her hole, and the sound of his own panting breath, he could barely hear her. It only seemed right for her to be noisy on the end of his cock as he impaled her.

There was a reason he'd built up to this moment. He liked being in control, he liked fighting with himself for dominance. And he liked this moment here, where he was able to lose all control, and just fuck like a madman. He loved being in control so much, that letting himself losing was its own sort of high. And he had none. He was fucking her artlessly, shamelessly, hips thrusting with no awareness at all, so it was good she was tried down so that he wouldn't miss her cunt. Not that she was letting him go easily-her pussy seemed to have a death grip on the head of his cock.

He looked down. He could see the slight muscles rippling in her back as she strained, as she writhed. He could see her hair wildly out of sorts, flailing about loosely, lashing herself. Then he saw her teeth gnawing at her own arm. He laughed-like a fox chewing it's leg off to escape a trap, perhaps. His cock throbbed, he was hard as a fucking steel rod, he was close to cumming...and he was laughing like a madman. Perhaps he really had lost it. If so....he'd gone out good. His abs were trembling, he could practically take his pulse (dangerously high) through the throb of his cock inside of her, and it felt like a massive tidal wave was about to explode through his balls. A fucking awesome way to go.
 
-This abandon is why she liked being tied down. So she was safe, so he was. As her cunt gripped, convulsed and rippled along his ponding cock her body and mind were ensnared in blissful deadly rage. Her nails cut her palms and she could taste her own crimson life caressing her tongue. her body nearly pulling itself apart as her teeth let go of her flesh to moan, gulp in air and screech the most vile things in half words and snarls and the tiniest of whimpers. His laughter didn't register... at the moment to her, all they were, were cock and cunt completing sexual insanity-

-The bliss went on and on, she didn't care when she started cumming just that it was nearly over. She started choking on her own tremors, her own bodies violent contractions... if she were not tied down he would be covered in bleeding bitten marks and deeply torn scratches or worse if she could get her hands wrapped around his throat.... but she was blissfully tied and could tumble down the rabbit hole into oblivion and give in to wanton mumbled pleading and soft mewling cries. Each stroke of his cock within her nudged her farther and she wanted him to fall with her. Her body flushed in patches of red and goosebumps-
 
Bliss. Pure, unabated bliss. That's all he was feeling now. The irony that he'd gained it in Hell didn't register with him. His cock was surrounded by an earthquake of tremors, a falling abyss of pleasure. He grunted as he flet it rising up higher and higher for him, and his breath caught in his throat. Once, twice. He seemed more like a machine in his own mind than a human. A fucking machine, tied into to do this over and over and over...and it was almost through. How much longer would he last? 5 strokes? 3?

He felt the explosion. It was indeed violent, his cock spewing inside of her cunt, shooting up into her, filling her up. His hips kept moving. He was riding this wave as he came down. He forward, flush against her back. His teeth found her shoulder, he bit it.
NNNNNNnnngh! Just a noise, one big long noise as he had her shoulder in his mouth, his dick in her pussy, fucking away. Hsi hips were pounding now, downward, splut, splut, splut, jizz running out of her pussy and dripping on the stone floor. She smelled sweaty. And bloody. He hadn't realized it before. He licked her skin, tasted the sweat, tasted the sweat that had run down over his own lip.

He lay there, panting. He was spent, his cock still inside of her, his body weight partially resting on her prone form. He found the ability to swallow. He didn't have words now. He licked her skin again, got another taste of tangy sweat, the sweet flavor of her spend body against his tongue, and he pushed against the bar she was bent over, hoisting himself up. His cock slowly slid out of her pussy. He took a deep breath, eyes feeling heavy.

Well, I'll take a chance on untying you now. He staggered slightly as he knelt, freeing her ankles, pleased that she seemed too tired to kick, before he went untie her hands, letting her straighten up.
 
-Somewhere in bliss she knew he would cum soon. His strokes changed, stuttered and his cock swelled just that bit that made her senses shatter and body scream in broken silence as she felt his heated cum bath her cunt. It was rare that she ever felt that but when she did it ticked little scattered shards of want all in a row.... adding that to his body enveloping her and his teeth latching on to that spot.... all of it every last bit of fight was torn through her and screamed out of her mouth... she never heard the sound he made with her and she doubted he even heard her but as his cock kept slipping within her cunt and practically shoveling their cum out and onto the floor all of her fight drained with it-

-She drifted into languid blissed space just feeling his heartbeat through her back and feeing little aftershocks from the nerves in her core radiating out to her fingertips and toe tips... and she purrred.... slightly louder as she felt his lips and tongue on her spent skin.. It twisted into a groan as he stood and withdrew himself.-

-she almost giggled at his chances of not getting kicked. they were pretty good at the moment. She took her time pausing herself to her feet though she kept herself leaning on the bar for much needed support. She rubbed the marks on her wrists and reached out, taking his arm before she tested her legs on their own. the only steps she took were to pull herself flush with him, belly to belly, cock to cunt, chest to chest. She didn't say a thing at first but kissed his slick chest and licked from sternum to neck and bit-

i should tease you more often....
 
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