Deviant Desires (Closed)

Aly hadn’t often used a hitachi, and never for more than one orgasm so it did feel incredibly intense as he kept the vibrating toy pressed tight to her body. She whimpered as he pulled his fingers from her and took the toy away, her insides pulsing and throbbing almost painfully “Don’t stop” she growled at him before she realised that he was loosening the ropes that kept her breasts hoisted upwards. Sighing in relief she was able to fall back against the barrel and whimpered as the ropes fell against her sensitive tits.

He picked up a pair of nipple clamps and she eyes them warily. He lined himself up with her entrance and she squirmed her hips, yelling as she was ‘treated’ first to the bite of the clamp on her nipple, intensified by the binding around the base of her breasts, and the sensation of him sinking a good 5 inches of his length into her throbbing hole. She clamped down around him as her muscles stretched to accommodate him.

He quickly ‘snapped’ the jaws of the other clamp on her ‘free’ nipple and sank the rest of his length into her hole. She shuddered hard, her walls rippling and tensing around him. She had been so close to orgasm before hand and this had just served to heighten her arousal even further “Oh god” she moaned as she breathed through the mix of pain and pleasure, a tear forming in her eyes and tracking down the left side of her face even as she mewled and writhed in pleasure beneath him
 
Wystler smirked as she 'tried' to tell him what to do... but she would learn soon enough that such an 'idea' wouldn't work with him... he wasn't a man whom could be simply 'told' what to do... he no puppet. Instead he watched her reacting as he released her breasts from the hoist, and even as she eyed him as he picked up the clamps, he smirked. He could see the trepidation in her voice as she had growled at him, as though he might actually stop completely... though he had no intentions of THAT.

Even as she yelled out, her eyes screwing shut and then open within the same moment, Wystler had to groan as he felt her pussy's conflicting movements, first trying to 'get him out' by squeezing, and then stretching open under the persistent assault of his body... trying to accommodate such a big thick hard cock!

Even as she moaned though he grinned as he looked to her. " So good... so tight... now..." He growled breathlessly... she seeing him reach over, before he picked up the hitachi, and flipping it right on to the low setting, he pinned her clit beneath it as he began to thrust, his cock pulsing as he felt the powerful vibrations with each thrust, his eyes watching her as he could tell she'd be cumming in no time, pain, or no pain!

In fact, he was somewhat willing to 'bet' that the pain of her nipples and the throbbing of her bound breasts were pulsing straight down, not upwards, down into the swollen pulsing needy spasming hole of her pussy... feeding into the arousal, mixing with it intensely higher and higher!
 
Aly could do nothing but ‘lie there’ bound over the barrel while her new ‘owner’ split her open with his huge cock. She breathed deeply and willed her muscles to relax and welcome him into her body. Her fists clenched and released over and over as she tried to deal with the duelling sensations of pain and pleasure within her body

She groaned as he spoke and whimpered as he reached over and picked up the previously discarded hitachi. He quickly flicked it on and pressed it back to her body and her pussy shuddered around him almost immediately. Even as she felt him begin to thrust she could tell that she wouldn’t ‘last’ very long. The buzzing of the toy against her clit, the thrusting of his cock in and out of her, the throbbing of her clamped nipples and the pulsing of his dick inside of her spasming sex all served to drive her higher.

She couldn’t speak so overwhelming were the sensations in her nubile form, she practically wailed, a low long sound of pleasure. Her hips jerked and shuddered underneath him, the chains the only things holding her down. Her back arched upwards, pushing her purple, tightly bound breasts high into the air. Her hair streamed downwards and pooled on the floor as her hips shuddered and jerked.

He was right, the pain didn’t detract from the pleasure, if anything it did indeed ‘feed’ into it. It was long before she felt the tell tale spasms in her cunt that signalled her orgasm. It was too late to even ‘warn’ the man impaling her, so she yelled her pleasure, her insides clamping down on him even more tightly, her breath shuddering to a halt for the briefest moment before she took a whimpering inhalation again, her face flushed and her body convulsing as she ‘gave’ him her second orgasm of the evening
 
Wystler was enjoying each and every moment of it. It truly seemed that each time that she was 'taken' that it was exactly that... he taking her. Her cheeky retorts halted, her individualistic matriarch of a thought pattern was blemished into a squirming wild writhing specimen of female beauty was 'released'.

Even as he saw her groan, her lips parted, and even as she spas-med and he could see that she was once again 'out of control', he grinned. " that's it... your body is... all mine." He growled, and even as she shoved her breasts high into the air, his cock pulsing even as he watched her, he could not help but enjoy the moment. She was a gorgeously beautiful woman after all!

Even as he saw that she was 'reaching her peak' though he picked up the pace, his thrusts made the entire barrel 'shake', her breasts bound so tightly being rocked, the clamps shaking and tormenting her further. Even as he could feel her orgasm though he heard her yell and simply grinned, though taking his 'free hand' he reached up and just as she was orgasming, he 'did it'.

His fingers flicked first one clamp, then the other off, before he untied the cinch, the rope loosening, the throbbing intensifying even further as the blood rushed back into her large breasts as he 'worked her', tearing all sensible thought from her, and pushing her desires higher and higher still... he truly seeming to always try to bring her the 'ultimate' pleasure!
 
Despite the pain, and even yes the humiliation of being bought and sold, Aly was ‘enjoying’ it to at its most ‘primal’ level. He was ‘giving’ her pleasure and demanding something of her. Her body responded without giving her mind a chance to object. And in some deep, dark place inside of her, Aly knew that was ‘right’ and for now, in this place, it was easy for her to ‘go along with it’, to embrace it even.

She cried out as he moved faster and harder inside of her just as she was starting to orgasm. The change in pace made her cum harder and longer around his cock, and she clamped down on him so tightly that she was surprised he managed to continue his thrusts in and out of her body. She felt, somewhere in her consciousness that was not befuddled by the sensations coursing through her, the barrel shaking violently beneath her and she whimpered. Her hands went out automatically to find something within her limited reach to hold on to, as if that small action would help.

His hand moved up her body and he flicked the clamps off first one nipple, then the other, making her scream quietly in discomfort and sending a shudder through her body. That was nothing compared to the next rush of blood though. It flowed quickly back into her breasts as he loosened the binding around their base. It was so intense that it took her breath away. Aly’s mouth opened in a silent scream and her body froze for a second as the sensation sent her crashing into a third orgasm hard on the heels of the second.

The feeling of her blood being released and then rushing back into her discoloured breasts had been too much for her body to process when she orgasmed, and her body had done the only thing it knew how to do to ‘release’ the ‘pressure’, sent her flying into another climax before she had really finished the one before. The globes of her tits shuddered atop her chest, the flesh throbbing almost visibly before him. Her juices, trapped inside of her by his huge size began to leak their way out when he withdrew, the quantity and force of her orgasm enough to send them spattering onto his upper thighs as she jerked and shuddered in climax beneath him, ‘giving’ him everything she could.
 
Wystler hadn't truly embarrassed her about her situation. After all in a case like this, he COULD have met her in the front lobby, called her his, even collared bound and taken her as his own right then and there in front of everyone. Instead he had gone to quite a bit of trouble to allow her to maintain her cheeky attitude, and had enjoyed the fight in her, even if it was slightly frustrating at times... that went part and parcel with a relationship after all!

Wystler could see that she was trying to 'ground herself', to not lose herself utterly to the pleasure of it all... and even as he saw her hands coil and wrap around the chains, he simply smiled. " There you go... much better." He growled, she able to 'hang on' for dear life as he forced his cock into her, it not a choice in this moment. After all even amidst her orgasm his strong handsome form was making her take more and more!

He grinned at her jerking screaming form... though even as her lips parted again, twisted slightly within the confines of her lust driven pleasure... he could feel it... a third orgasm forced through her on the heels of the second. He watched as her large breasts visibly changed hues, throbbing clearly as she had no choice but to 'come again'.

His back arched though and even amidst her overwhelming orgasm he pulled his cock out of her, his one hand still holding the hitachi trapped to her clit as his other hand moved and coiled around his cock, stroking the pulsingly hard shaft faster and faster. His breath came in hard panting sounds of grunts and groans, it taking a half a moment before the first rope sprayed over her, hitting her face, the rope smacking her body as well as more and more 'painted' her, marked her with his scent and seed as his... and only his!

He could tell it wasn't a farce either... she WAS his... and would always be so! Finally though the hitachi was turned off and pulled away... allowing her intensely stimulated body a moment of respite... for now at least!
 
Logically she knew that he could have gone about this totally differently. He COULD have publically taken and collared her, which would have been much worse. As it was her pride and dependence was only slightly dented. She found that she actually enjoyed submitting to him but she wasn’t going to reveal that to him just yet.

He spoke to her and she couldn’t even respond, so far ‘gone’ in her own pleasure and orgasms as she was. She settled for whimpering, and as he continued to pierce into her, she wrapped her hands around the chains and ‘hung on’ tightly.

He still had the hitachi pressed firmly to her clit, it tormenting her with pleasure tinged with pain as her hips bucked and writhed with the spasms of orgasm. Her hips still had a little movement in them. While he had ‘tethered’ her at wrist and ankle, spread-eagled over the barrel, she was long limbed and flexible, giving her some extra movement within her bonds.
She groaned as he pulled out of her, her sex still spasming and convulsing strongly. As he did so she felt a sudden wetness on her outer lips and heard the spatter of liquid on the barrel and floor beneath her – the removal of his cock had released her juices that had been ‘trapped’ by his huge size ‘plugging’ her up.
She lifted her head as much as she could when began to grunt and groan, watching his hand flying back and forth along his pulsating length. Suddenly a rope of his white cum flew from its tip towards her, landing squarely across her face. She gasped and whimpered as some of it filled her mouth. More and more of his seed was released and spattered over her sweat slickened skin, she moaning as it landed on her sensitive breasts.

He painted her, marked her, claimed her as his and all she could do was lie there, body shuddering as vibrations from the toy nestled between her legs coursed through her slender form almost violently. She didn’t fight her bonds though, almost imperceptibly arching up to meet his fluids, ‘accepting’ his dominance in her own way.

Eventually he pulled away the toy when it felt like she could physically take no more and she slumped backwards, panting and breathing hard. His cum sat warmly on her skin and she squirmed a little as she heard the buzzing stop. Even though he had removed the toy, little spasms and whimpers still wracked her body occasionally. “Th…Thank you” she managed to gasp out after some time had passed
 
Wystler was a good man... as far as men went. He didn't abuse women, nor did he make them 'do' anything really that they didn't want to do. He remembered their previous encounter, which was why he had 'done' what he had done and had fully expected her to prostrate herself for his enjoyment.

He could feel her enjoyment... each spasming quiver, each pulsing reaction... and even as her hips bucked and writhed in desire and delight, he could not help but grin as he took it upon himself to cum all over her, the hot seed marking her even temporarily as his. He could not get over how beautiful she looked splayed as she was.

Even as she managed to gasp that out though he moved his hands over her, stroking her belly hips and thighs, down over her legs before he was UN-locking her from the barrel, letting her legs free. He moved around though and smirked to her. " Your welcome... you deserve pleasure... perhaps some pain... but it only adds to it."

Even as he said that though he was squatting, her position bringing her face in line with his groin, his huge cock semi hard after such an orgasm but he worked her hands free, before he was helping her up. " That was a fun start to the night hmm?" He asked with a grin, he looking to her to gauge her reactions... he pulled her up though... she finding herself pulled into his arms, naked body pressed to naked body as he soundly kissed her, stealing even more of her breath away.

In that moment he craved nothing more than to hold her... to let her know she wasn't 'just a thing' to him... although she had to admit he was sure... that being his fuck toy was quite fun!
 
Aly had closed her eyes as he withdrew all stimuli from her, breathing deeply and relaxing slowly as her body came down from its high, still twitching occasionally. Each spasm made her gasp and whimper slightly and as he trailed his fingers and hands over her body, starting with her toned, taut stomach and slowly moving down, over her hips, along her thighs and eventually loosening the restraints at her ankles.

She sighed as he did that and he moved away from her. She kept her eyes closed and sensed him moving around to her head, she rotating her ankles slightly and bringing her thighs together now that she was free. He did the same with her wrists and she rubbed them gently, faint indentations in the skin where she had pulled against her bonds. He squatted above her and she moaned, inhaling their combined scents, and marvelling that he could possibly be ready to go again so soon!.

She laughed “I guess ‘fun’ is one way to describe it yes”. She gave a little yelp as he pulled her upright, her spine cracking slightly as it straightened, shaking her head gently as it spun slightly from her ‘prolonged’ time over the barrel. Before she could say anything else he sealed his mouth over hers, making her gasp slightly and stiffen before she relaxed into his embrace.

She felt their bodies press together, smearing his seed over both of their skin. She purred softly, squirming a little to spread it around even more with a little giggle. Almost unconsciously she wrapped her arms around him, snuggling into his warmth as he kissed her thoroughly
 
He grinned as she gasped and twitched with each of his touches... her lovely form seeming to sub-consciously react to each touch, stroke and running of his hand... and even as he released her ankles, he could see her almost automatically bring her thighs together, his eyes watching her body 'hang' over the barrel still.

Even as she laughed and said that though he grinned as he nodded... though even as her figure tightened in his grip, he also felt how it relaxed, she relaxing into his tall strong stature. He grinned as she purred into his lips, he felt her 'rub herself' over him, he feeling his own seed being smeared, though he grinned as she wrapped her arms around him.

" Oh no lies..." He mused after a moment as he broke the kiss. " You can't help but love it... I make you cum harder than anyone else has." He mused with a grin... he holding her, running his hands all over her even as he 'let her' relax and come down from that high. He hadn't seen her for a month... if she thought though that one fucking would sate his desires for her... then her recollection of their previous encounter truly WAS skewed!

He was already imagining tying her to the bed and fucking her silly... but also found this moment rather captivating... a simple act of holding her was rather... serene and lovely for him as well! He had never felt such a connection as he did with her... and yes there was a power 'struggle' going on... but he also found himself wanting to do whatever it took to 'win' her over... whatever it took... he would have her, mind body and soul!
 
He broke the kiss but her lips continued to seek out his skin. She kissed over his neck and collarbone as he spoke, feeling the vibrations of his voice rumble through their entwined forms. “Oh I never lied” she grinned and nipped at his neck “I just said fun was one way to describe it.” She laughed softly “Mindblowing is another, or incredible, just as examples”

Her eyes twinkled mischievously and she stood up on her tiptoes and captured his earlobe, suckling on it for a moment before she released it “If I didn’t need a bit of a rest, I’d ask for further testing on that point” and she poked her tongue out at him

“You're right though, you do make me cum harder than anyone else – and you have the biggest cock I’ve ever taken, I’m surprised I wasn’t walking funny for a week after last time” she mused, half to herself than to him.

Oh she remembered their last encounter – it was one she wasn’t going to forget in a hurry. She remembered his incredible stamina and remarkable capacity for recovery, he was quickly ready for ‘round two’.

His large hands ran over her toned form, she shivering as he ran over sensitive spots and her own began their own journey, much slower than his, slowly stroking his shoulders and upper arms, not venturing any lower – for now!
 
He smirked as she said that, he nodding though as she elaborated on her own comments. Even as she said those things Wystler felt a thrill of pride run through him... though even as she pushed herself up against him and captured his earlobe, he shivered a tad, he like most having sensitive ears.

Even as she began her own journey though he smiled... his own hands in no real rush, more enjoying the curvatures of her body, the way that she was right there waiting for him. Even as he ran his hands over her back though he smirked. " I think that was half due to the fact I had made you cum twice or three times before I fucked your ass." He remarked easily, though even as he looked to her he smiled as he felt her hands over his shoulders and upper arms.

He looked right back to her though as she felt him rest his head upon the top of hers... he so tall and strong... though even as he did he slid his hands down over her butt, before she felt him scoop her up, he taking her over to the bed. " I think... I would like to feel your hands lips and tongue all over my body... think you can enjoy that?" He asked with a grin as he set her down again.

He was basically giving her permission to tease him... which he could already tell, and did remember from 'last time' was something that she enjoyed immensely!
 
Aly grinned as she felt him shiver against her, and noted the place she had nibbled so that she could do it again. As he spoke to her, she sucked softly on his earlobe, rubbing her nose against the patch of skin just behind his ear. He rested her head atop hers and ran his hands down her body, making her shiver. His large palms cupped her buttocks and she wiggled them in his grasp before he lifted her easily.

She gave a little yelp of surprise as he scooped her up and carried her over to the dungeon’s bed, depositing her gently on is surface. She stretched, from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, giving a purr of delight as he muscles and joints shifted positions. Squirming to get comfy she rested her hands on her stomach and looked up to him. “Oh really? Only think?” she grinned and poked her tongue out at him “That’s going to mean moving now isn’t it?”

She laughed softly and reared up onto her knees, kissing him lightly, her lips barely brushing his as she spoke against them “better lie down then hadn’t you?” Wrapping her arms about his neck and shoulder Aly began to lean herself backwards, lowering them both to the bed. With him atop her she rolled them both over and eased her legs apart so that she straddled him.

Positioning herself so that her groin rubbed against his still semi hard cock, she leaned upwards and ran her nails lightly over his scalp, pressing her lips to the tip of his nose, his lips, and his chin she began to kiss down over his neck, from one side to the other, allowing herself to nibble slightly at the hollow of his throat before lifting her head with a mischievious glint in her eyes “Better?” she asked him softly
 
He didn't want her to feel as though this was the only option for her, being rammed and fucked and toyed with by him... he wanted her to know that she was going to be a mutual part of everything that they did!

Even as she yelped in surprise though he could not help but smirk... she was light, curvacious and beautiful... and even as he set her onto the bed he chuckled. " I definatly know that's what I want." He remarked with a grin. He of course allowed her to wrap her arms around his thick strong neck and even as she pulled him down, he smirked.

" hmm... careful..." He might not willingly roll for her if she kept THAT up. Even as she straddled him though he groaned and looked to her... and even as she rubbed herself near to him, he could not help but smile as he watched her. " Hmm... much better." He remarked.

His warm skin had a hint of some cologne, though mostly it was simply his heated natural scent that filled her senses. Even as she focused on each part of him though he remained still... his hands resting on her hips as he simply let out a shuddering sigh... her mouth felt amazing on his skin... he could hardly get over just how happy he felt being there with her.

He could hardly wait to 'take her home' and make sure that she knew she was 'with him' now... though she wasn't a prisoner... she WAS his in more ways than one!
 
Aly chuckled softly and took the opportunity to nibble at that sensitive spot on his ear once more “Good, cause when I get started, I might not want to stop” She nuzzled just behind his ear before trailing her tongue down his neck and over his left shoulder, stopping as the curve of his arm moved down. Shifting to the other side she repeated the movement.

“Careful of what?” Aly assumed a look of faux innocence and sat herself upright but continued to grind her hips a little bit, a smile playing at the edges of her lips before she leaned down without waiting for him to answer and took each of his nipples in her mouth in turn. Catching the nub between her teeth she tugged upwards, her tongue darting over its sensitive surface as she teased it. Mirroring her actions on her other nipple she paused before trailing her tongue across to the centre of his chest and down his breast bone, tasting the tang of the slight sheen of sweat that had developed, then dried as he fucked her.

Hooking her feet under his knees she tugged them outwards then leaned herself backwards, stretching her arms above her head and trailing her fingers up from his ankles to his knees on both sides at once turning to the left side, then the right she planted a kiss on the back of each knee. Displaying her flexibility she eased upright again, dragging her nails from knee to thigh, stopping almost painfully close to his ball sac and groin before returning to his stomach. Splaying her hands over the ribbed muscles she curled her fingers, leaving faint white marks that quickly pinkened where her nails had dragged over her skin, and she grinned down at him
 
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Wystler smiled ever so slightly as she said that... and even as she 'did', he simply smirked to her... knowing that if he wished to 'stop her', he wouldn't have 'started this' at all! Even as he watched her though he could not help but shiver as she trailed her tongue down his neck, he shifting his eyes only, catching sight of her as she moved downwards... the cheeky attitude and sexual 'teasing' a part of the game just the same.

Even as she had asked that though... he chose not to answer, for they both knew exactly what he meant. Even as she leaned down and pulled his small yet hard nipple into her mouth he grunted out, a gasp escaping his lips, and feeling her teeth catch the nub, he growled slightly, watching her even as her tongue darted over the skin. " Mmm.." He groaned out, he watching her, enjoying each moment.

As she tugged his legs, he spread them willingly for her, his eyes watching her even as she leaned back, he arms tickling his legs... though as she turned herself, he was impressed indeed by her flexibility.. she seeing him twitch slightly, the backs of his knees ticklish. Yet that wasn't the time for such a play... and she could tell he wouldn't have reacted well to it... so she could also tell he was 'happy' when she moved on.

Even as she moved back to his stomach though he was groaning out... his stomach hard as a rock for her... and even as she splayed her hands and raked her fingers over his skin... eventually he growled... almost in warning, letting her know that he wanted her to 'move' to the 'main event'... otherwise, she might find herself thrown down and taken hard and fast... though for now, her lover maintained himself... though his cock was rock hard, the crown butting up against the crease of her ass!
 
Aly chuckled, she reading his body, knowing when she was treading over rocky ground so to speak and if she pushed much more he would ‘snap’ and switch the game around. “You like that?” she asked as he groaned, not really needing an answer, but wanting to hear him say it.

She noticed him tensing as she lightly teased the backs of his knees with her lips, her tongue darting out for the briefest of licks as she did that but quickly moving on. She sat back upright and leaned her weight forward a bit. As her hands splayed on his stomach she felt his groan rumbling through his body, quickly followed by a warning growl that sent a shiver up her spine.

Aly leant forward again, pressing her body to his as her hands rubbed up and down his arms. Murmuring in his ear “I thought this was MY seduction” she said, nibbling on his earlobe “and you said you wanted to feel my hands, lips and tongue all over, no sense in rushing and doing a bad job” She laughed softly and shifted position, lifting her hips and cool air washing over the glistening spot where her pussy had lain.

She shimmied down his body, letting her tongue trail over his skin, her lips kissing a path and pausing as she reached his pulsing, bobbing, rock hard cock. Lifting her eyes to meet his she extended her tongue and delicately swirled it around the crown of his cock
 
He chuckled slightly as she asked... he knowing just as she did that she didn't really need a response to know that he WAS enjoying himself, but instead he could tell she wanted to hear it. Taking half a moment to lick his lips faintly though he nodded. " Oh yes, that's amazing." He remarked with a grin... and even as he said that, he shivered to himself.

Even as she said that though he smirked. " yes... it is." He replied easily, though she could tell that hadn't changed the way things were going anyway! His desire was bubbling to the surface, and even as she moved 'down', she was treated to the fact that the desire had built indeed, his cock producing some pre-cum that dripped from the small 'eye' on the tip of his cock.

Even as he watched her though he reached a hand out and stroked it through her hair as he grinned and let her 'do her thing' his cock was throbbing as she licked around the sensitive crown of his cock, he watching her the entire time. " Oh shit that's good." He growled... he as sensitive to pleasure as she... although when she was 'done' worshiping his body... she was sure he could tell that he was going to ravage her body with more than only one orgasm.

His desire for her grew by the moment... soon he'd do just that, and she knew it!
 
Aly had noticed the growing of his desire, she could hardly miss it as close to his body as she was. Her eyes spotted the drop of precum forming on the tip of his cock just moments before her tongue darted out and swirled around the tip. She managed to avoid catching it up and left it to pool for a moment.

Taking her hands she drew them down his sides, at the same speed and intensity on left and right. She let her nails graze his skin, leaving faint pink trailed as they moved over his flesh. Her tongue shifted down and she delivered a long slow lick to the underside of his cock.

Peeking up at him over the glistening tip she gave him a cheeky grin “Now, can I trust you to stay still while I do this? Or do I need to tie you down” mischief twinkled in her eyes and a grin tugged at the corners of her mouth. She waited a moment for a reply and then sealed her lips around the crown of his dick, enveloping him in the warm wetness of her mouth.

Aly passed her tongue over the tip, catching the leaking precum with a purr of pleasure and she began to suck gently, not moving her mouth, keeping her eyes locked on his. She drew her hands down his sides again then moved them over his stomach, up his chest and her fingers flicked his nipples simultaneously, then caught them up, rolling them gently, slowly increasing the pressure.

He could feel her own hard nubs captured between them, pressed against his thighs. She gave a little moan of pleasure as she sucked up his precum hungrily
 
Wystler watched her in almost a state of awe. For a woman whom seemed to be as colorful in her emotions as she was in her attitude... well her variety of willingness to please was also something truly special... not to mention arousing. He could see her eyes almost 'zoom in' on the dripping crystal clear liquid that had pooled within the small slit at the very tip of his amazingly hard cock.

Even as she asked that though he had to smirk. Yet Wystler had found almost for a moment his interest peaked with the 'what if' of saying no, that he wouldn't stay still... but he found instead the tilting and rocking of his head turned his neck in an affirmative fashion, confirming that he would remain still, and that she didn't need to tie him down.

Even as her tongue passed over the tip though he grunted out slightly, a shiver coursing right through him before he was watching her, watching her mouth move over, the blunted crown of his cock dissapearing between those lips of hers, though as she gave that slight moan he groaned, his cock pulsing as more pre-cum dribbled from his tip... though as her hands slid up, his back arched as she flicked his nipples, though as she caught them up he growled slightly.

His eyes watched her as he laid still for her... his small yet hard nipples pulsed within her fingers, surging alongside the rest of him seemingly right into his groin, through the thick steel like cock that filled her mouth! He did move a hand though, and placed it onto the back of her head, tangling into her hair slightly, watching her almost warningly. Either she would suck his cock down her mouth and throat if she could... or he'd make her... his eyes dangerously challenging her as his body pulsed with desire... wondering to himself whether she WAS addicted to the forceful way he had taken her body mind and soul their first 'tangle'!
 
The ghost of a smile flitted over Aly’s face and toyed with the corners of her mouth as she sealed the red flesh around the tip of his cock, and she felt him pulse so strongly between them. Pre-cum oozed from him and she suckled it up hungrily. His hand tangled in her locks and she gave her head a shake, not hard but firmly and lifted herself off him.

“Now now” she said quietly, so close to him that her lips brushed the crown of his length with each movement “Keep that up and I might have to tie you down anyways” as she spoke her breath, hot and slightly moist washed down his shaft and tickled across his balls and lower abdomen. Aly licked her lips, almost painfully slowly, the tip of her tongue purposely catching his sensitive skin and perhaps lingering there a moment longer than was necessary as she blinked slowly up at him, teasing him with the lightest of touches, the longest of glances.

Her eyes followed the path of her hands, slowly writhing their way up his toned form until she met his eyes with her own gaze. Her lips quirked and she parted them again, he catching a glimpse of straight white teeth before they closed around his purpled, pulsing head. Her fingers, ‘clamped’ as they were on his nipples, felt the pulsing of his desire, noting that it matched the pulsing of his length in her mouth and she gave a slight twist, releasing her grip so that the flesh pulled, then began to follow the direction of the twist.

No further did she move, up or down, side to side. Her tongue writhed and danced, tickled and tease around his captured form, her gaze fixed firmly on his. She wondered how far she could push him before he would take matters into his own hands so to speak, having enjoyed the forceful way he took her last time, though she wouldn’t admit that to him – not yet anyway
 
He wasn't holding her head down... but even as she shook her head, he didn't release her hair at all, rather he holding it firmly even as he looked to her with a grin. He could feel her breath tickling his thick pulsing cock... though even as he watched the way her hands had slid up his toned chest he had to groan as he watched her body 'settling' between his thighs.

" No one's going to be tied up but you." He growled right back... though even as he said that he moved a tad, his back arching, his smallish yet hard nipples pulsing within her grip, he panting ever so slightly, a hungry male looking for more. Yet she could see he was patient... he 'watching her', and even as he did he could not help but enjoy the view.

After all what male wouldn't like to see a woman's lips wrapped around his cock? Even as she kept 'pushing' though eventually his patience did wear out, she feeling him 'coiling', muscles tensing before the hand on the back of her head tightened further, he groaning. " Enough of this..." He snarled, his patience clearly at an end he grabbed her hair with his other hand as well, his fingers scraping her scalp as he pressed her mouth down as his knees bent, his hips bucking up.

He wasn't waiting any longer, and holding her head right in place, he thrust up, as though her mouth was a pussy, he suddenly forcing her to take his cock... to suck on it as he fucked her hot tightly sealed mouth with his huge and VERY demanding cock! He had a lot of patience... but even Wystlers patience had limits, and she had reached them!
 
Aly had to suppress a shudder as he growled a response to her, but nothing could disguise the sudden pulse of fire in her drooling sex, of the impossible hardening of her already erect nipples. If she hadn’t been ‘gagged’ so effectively again by his cock, she would have pouted, and told him how much of a spoilsport he was. She was gagged though, but her eyes sent him the clear message that her mouth could not.

She felt him ‘coil’ like a snake ready to strike and her eyes widened, she experiencing a moment of panic as his fingers tightened against her head, she having but another moment more to prepare for the onslaught as he snarled and thrust up into her mouth hard and with a single thrust

Her fingers on his chest curled and tightened as he hit the back of her throat and continued to press forwards, making her cough and gag and splutter. Her cheeks billowed out and saliva quickly began to stream from her nose and from between her stretched lips.

Aly’s body struggled, trying to find a better position, only her head being held static. Tears filled her eyes and they struggled half closed but she refused to break contact with his gaze and she kept it up even as they spilled over and mingled with her saliva tracking down over her chin and pooling on his balls
 
Normally, even Wystler wasn't quite the forceful man whom he found himself partaking within that night... perhaps that was a part of the allure that he found upon that night. He found she brought out a different side in him than even he had known... and even as he felt her mouth 'struggling' with his cock, he watched as well almost in a lust filled haze as her cheeks billowed in her struggle with his cock.

He could feel her hands 'brace' on his thighs, fingers scratching into his strong muscles as he grunted and groaned, feeling her mouth, her struggling, her acceptance... even her submission. Even as he looked to her though he could not help but pant as he saw her eyes refusing to leave his gaze, even amidst her tears... there was something deeply prim-ally erotic to him about that!

He watched her as she tried so well to 'take him', and even as his hands were UN-relenting, he could not help but groan as he watched her, his cock thick and pulsingly hard from her earlier attentions... finally, he lifted her up and right off his cock. " Over the edge... I'm going down that throat." He growled... it not a request, but rather a statement. He would get his cock into every hole that night... she would be walking sore out of there, but not alone tonight... of that she could be sure!

He would not have her leave his side again... she would find her 'master' was a very possessive, and yes, demanding man... and even as he looked to her... he shifted his hand, and taking ahold of the pulsing shaft he slapped her cheek with it as he looked to her. " Let's go gorgeous... give me your throat." His tone husky, lined so deliciously with his desire for her!
 
Aly whimpered as he lifted her off his cock, and coughed slightly. She wiped her mouth and lips on the back of her hand and crawled to the edge of the bed on her hands and knees. Slowly she eased down onto her stomach, moving almost infuriatingly slowly, but not slow enough that he could chastise her for it.

When she lay full length across the bed she flipped over to lie on her stomach and shuffled her hips a little so that her head could hang over the edge. Her long hair trailed down and pooled on the floor beneath her as he moved and slapped her cheek with his throbbing length.

She considered cheeking him but a slight squirm of her legs convinced her that would be a bad idea. Not matter how much she denied it, or how vehemently she tried to asserted her independence, the bottom line was that he, and their power play, turned her on. Whether it was the fight or just the sense of being dominated she wasn’t sure yet, but she DID know that she liked it.

His desire for her was clear, in his eyes, his voice, his throbbing length. Her own desire was not so clear but if you knew where to look it was there. The plumpness of her lips, the constant darting out of her tongue to moisten their surface, the hardness of her nipples, the goosebumps spreading on her skin, a glisten of liquid between her legs.

She met his eyes again and tantalisingly licked her lips a final time, running her hands over her body before laying them one each side of her, fingers pressing into the coverlet gently for now. Slowly her lips parted wide enough to accommodate him, keeping contact with his gaze once more, showing a slightly gleam of white teeth in the vivid redness of her mouth, waiting for him to ease himself forwards into her throat
 
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