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“Punishment. I have a hard-on that needs your mouth and you’re going to suck it like a whore because you like me forcing you.”
The man was apparently an encyclopedia of me. How did he see me so clearly when I never knew it until now?
He took a fistful of hair either side of my head in a grip of stone. The small pains from my pulled hair sent delicious bites of fire swimming into me.
I gasped. Stupid mistake, as it gave him room to push the soft head of his cock into my mouth. He scrunched in his fingers, awakening more pain, and his dominance strengthened until a giant of a man seemed to have me in his grip. Nothing existed but him, as if he was the god of my mind. All powerful, all seeing. I hadn’t a fraction of freedom, and his eyes were fierce enough to cut.
“This is skull fucking, klein poes.”
With my hands tied, I could do nothing except be his receptacle. My eyes locked to his as he rocked himself in and out of my mouth. Saliva leaked, built in my mouth, dribbled past my lips. I’d never mastered deep throating because no man ever got a blow job for more than twenty seconds. I found out how determined he was to fuck my mouth. My retching and coughing when he slid too deep only made him halt for a few seconds. Then he plowed back in.
A thrust went almost in to nearly balls depth and I burst into splutters.
He fucked my mouth hard, ramming the head into the softness inside my mouth, scraping my teeth. My ears filled with the strange sounds of my gagging and humming, the soft slurping noises of his wet cock sliding on tongue, and his grunts.
Tears streamed down my face and he paused a moment, most of the way in, to study me, my mouth full, my lips stretched wide.
“You’re learning.”
Lost in a world where I was only his thing to fuck, I blinked hazily up at him.
I pulled at the tie on my wrists, reassured to find myself still bound. His thrusts became more determined. Then he stiffened and jammed himself in. A thrill vibrated along my tongue from his cock as his cum filled my mouth.
The taste was as riveting as a drink made of warm blended mussels and snot. I retched. Pieter slid his cock from my mouth.
The winds were lifting in noise, louder, more shrill. The cyclone. I swallowed reflexively though the taste left me grimacing.
“Good girl. Say thank you.”
Now we had a problem.
I frowned and stared at the floor
“Still not talking?” He observed me before turning to walk to the basin. As he washed himself, he added, “You can stay tied up then. If I have to hug you, you can be my little fuck toy for as long as I wish you to be.
“What?”
This time I began to really try, quietly, to get loose. The pillow slip shifted. One wrist slipped.
“If you get that off,” he said, deadpan. “I will put ten more bites on you like the last one. And not just on your butt.”
I subsided onto my heels. My gulp may have been small but he smiled.
“Good little fuck toy.”
“I am not –”
“If you say anything else before I say you’re allowed to, I will put five bites on you...for every word.”
Insufferable. And, and...
He came to me and helped me climb onto the bed to lie on my side. “At least you don’t need food now I fed you some cum.”
My first suck of air to angrily reply was met with such a pregnant silence that I caught myself. I couldn’t speak. If he bit me like he’d threatened to it would hurt, but worse than that, I didn’t want to disobey. I was down the rabbit hole again, in no man’s land where up was down.
I let him pull me into his body then push my head down so my spine bowed and he could poke at the wrist tie.
“It’s good,” he murmured. “Nothing blue. Except your butt.”
