Day 6 - Play (R rating, NSFW)
I'm getting behind on this. Thought I'd try something else. :)
His hands slid down her body, teasing as they stroked. He was behind her, cock pressed tight to her ass, breath touching the back of her neck. Her soft pale skin was warm under his fingers, body pliant and needy. She whimpered as he stroked back up - brushing her clit, skimming her stomach, cupping her breasts. His hands smoothed over her nipples, stroking them in gentle circles. They were hard under his palms as he played with them, his fingers pinching, rolling, caressing. She let out a low moan and pressed her hips against him. She was soaking, wanting nothing but him, desperately wanting to cum around him.
He chuckled low against the nape of her neck and ran his tongue along it, biting softly as he traced her shoulder. "Did you want something, my sweet? My slave?" he whispered against her skin. She whimpered again in response, body arched tight to him. Her hands and feet were cuffed tight, and the tag of his collar lay cool against the hollow of her throat. She was his and she knew it.
He caressed a hand down her side, down along her hip, sliding a finger inside her pussy. She tensed against him, his touch bringing her close to cumming. "Yes," she breathed, voice husky with want. "Please, let me cum. Please, Sir. Please, Master." He gently flicked his finger against her clit, teasing her, feeling her struggle against it. He stroked her pussy, driving her wild, driving fingers deep inside her, thumb moving on her clit. She cried out, at her limit, needing to cum, needing him, juices dripping down her thighs. "Please, oh god, please," she cried. She was helpless under his hands, cunt ready to explode.
Suddenly he stopped, causing her to moan in protest. "Kneel!" he ordered, one hand tightening in her hair, forcing her down by her head. Awkwardly she knelt, on her knees, his cock now pressed against the side of her face. He yanked her head back, looking down at her, her breasts thrust forward from the arch of her back. "Do you want it, slut? Do you want my cock, slave?" he growled. Her eyes were dark with need, her breath uneven, his hand still in her hair. "Yes" she moaned, pussy still aching on the edge of cumming. "Please" she added, begged softly.
He pushed her down, forcing her to her hands and knees, kneeling behind her as he did so. His hands roughly grasped her hips and he slammed into her without warning, going deep and hard. She screamed, cumming instantly around his cock, the hot wetness tightening around him, drawing him in further. He drew back and fucked her deep again, using her, claiming her. She cried out with pain and want as he slammed her hard, again and again. She could feel every inch of him inside her and she tensed as she started to cum again around him, wildly, calling for him. He growled, purposely slowing down to tease her, feeling her move against him in protest as she peaked, her body his, her cunt his.
Drawing back, he slid nearly all the way out of her, rock hard, aching, needing to fill her pussy with his cum. With a last violent thrust, he fucked her one more time, cumming deep in her, his release causing her to cum on her own, harder yet than she had before. Smiling, he pulled back, letting pussy juice mixed with his cum trickle down her legs, hands still tight on her hips.
His hands slid down her body, teasing as they stroked. He was behind her, cock pressed tight to her ass, breath touching the back of her neck. Her soft pale skin was warm under his fingers, body pliant and needy. She whimpered as he stroked back up - brushing her clit, skimming her stomach, cupping her breasts. His hands smoothed over her nipples, stroking them in gentle circles. They were hard under his palms as he played with them, his fingers pinching, rolling, caressing. She let out a low moan and pressed her hips against him. She was soaking, wanting nothing but him, desperately wanting to cum around him.
He chuckled low against the nape of her neck and ran his tongue along it, biting softly as he traced her shoulder. "Did you want something, my sweet? My slave?" he whispered against her skin. She whimpered again in response, body arched tight to him. Her hands and feet were cuffed tight, and the tag of his collar lay cool against the hollow of her throat. She was his and she knew it.
He caressed a hand down her side, down along her hip, sliding a finger inside her pussy. She tensed against him, his touch bringing her close to cumming. "Yes," she breathed, voice husky with want. "Please, let me cum. Please, Sir. Please, Master." He gently flicked his finger against her clit, teasing her, feeling her struggle against it. He stroked her pussy, driving her wild, driving fingers deep inside her, thumb moving on her clit. She cried out, at her limit, needing to cum, needing him, juices dripping down her thighs. "Please, oh god, please," she cried. She was helpless under his hands, cunt ready to explode.
Suddenly he stopped, causing her to moan in protest. "Kneel!" he ordered, one hand tightening in her hair, forcing her down by her head. Awkwardly she knelt, on her knees, his cock now pressed against the side of her face. He yanked her head back, looking down at her, her breasts thrust forward from the arch of her back. "Do you want it, slut? Do you want my cock, slave?" he growled. Her eyes were dark with need, her breath uneven, his hand still in her hair. "Yes" she moaned, pussy still aching on the edge of cumming. "Please" she added, begged softly.
He pushed her down, forcing her to her hands and knees, kneeling behind her as he did so. His hands roughly grasped her hips and he slammed into her without warning, going deep and hard. She screamed, cumming instantly around his cock, the hot wetness tightening around him, drawing him in further. He drew back and fucked her deep again, using her, claiming her. She cried out with pain and want as he slammed her hard, again and again. She could feel every inch of him inside her and she tensed as she started to cum again around him, wildly, calling for him. He growled, purposely slowing down to tease her, feeling her move against him in protest as she peaked, her body his, her cunt his.
Drawing back, he slid nearly all the way out of her, rock hard, aching, needing to fill her pussy with his cum. With a last violent thrust, he fucked her one more time, cumming deep in her, his release causing her to cum on her own, harder yet than she had before. Smiling, he pulled back, letting pussy juice mixed with his cum trickle down her legs, hands still tight on her hips.