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Holding it in her mouth, I reach over with my free hand and plug her nose, counting slowly to five in my head, watching as panic fills her features. I release her nose and pull my cock out at the same time. I took away her breath and I will be the one to allow her air.
“Oh my God I––” she starts, but I interrupt her by shoving my cock back in her mouth, using it as a gag.
“Suck. The sooner you make me come, the sooner you get to breathe.” Thrusting my hips, I move my cock brutally in and out of her mouth, shoving against the back of her throat, bruising her like I promised.
If nothing else, I am a man of my word.
She is a beautiful creature, mascara running down her flawless face, gagging on my cock, sucking as hard as she can. I move my hand over her face, as if I am going to plug her nose again. She shakes her head with my cock in her mouth and sucks even harder. I didn’t know she had it in her.
“This isn’t right. Stand up,” I ordered her, pulling my cock back. Shaking, she obeys. Quickly, removing my pocketknife from my back jeans pocket, I flick it open. It’s not a normal knife, it was designed specifically for United States Special Forces Operators. The blade is especially sharp.
She doesn’t flinch when I cut her shirt from her body.
I’ll replace the clothing tomorrow. For now, I want to own her mentally and physically. Hooking the knife blade with expertise under the material connecting her bra cups, I flick my wrist and it comes apart. Her breasts spring to attention in front of my eyes. Her pencil eraser sized nipples hardened before my gaze.
I’m surprised when she reaches across her body with her arm, covering her perfectly perky breasts. She’s played her hand; she’s exposed her erotic vulnerability.
Interesting.
A woman who I first laid eyes on completely nude, on stage, demoing Shibari with another man is now covering herself in front of me.
Yes.
Oh God, yes.
“Drop the bra on the floor and put your hands behind your head,” I bark out. She obeys instantly. Moving her arms, the two pieces of bra fall to the floor, and she shakily clasps her hands together behind her head.
She puts on a strong, brave act to the public, but here, in front of me, she’s a soft, trembling girl. I waste no time cutting through the waistband of her pants and panties, chuckling when she lifts her legs to step out of them without instruction. She’s a willing participant in the game I’m playing with her.
Using my pointer finger, I point to the floor in front of me. She drops to her knees. I purr my praise into her ear as I lean in close to her. As I trace my finger across her bottom lip, I speak. “That’s a good whore. Hands at your side and open your mouth wide. I’m going to stretch this little mouth of yours until it hurts.”
My cock is heavy and hard in my hand, ready to do my bidding. Keeping my face expressionless, I grasp it tightly and push it into her wet mouth. I slide it as far as I can until it hits the resistance at the back of her throat. My hands find her hair again and I use it to move her head the way I want. As the thrust gets harder, she becomes more frantic, clawing at me and needing to breathe. I let out a sadistic laugh. I am driven by her fear. Two more hip thrusts and my hot jizz coats her throat.
As I tug my cock from her mouth, I instruct her to swallow every drop. After gasping for breath, she obeys.
Taking my hands out of her hair, I held my cock an inch away from her face. “The only thing allowed to be dirty here is you. Clean it.”
Her makeup-stained face is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen as she worships my cock with her pretty little tongue. As she slides it up the shaft, flicks around the tip, and slides it back down, she doesn't miss a spot. Finished, she looks up at me, her lust filled eyes begging me to satisfy her.
I extend my hand, and she takes it. I pull her to her feet and swing her up in my arms. In two steps, I carried her across the small room. I’m none too gentle as I drop her onto the bed. While she watches intently, I remove the rest of my clothing and join her on the bed.
“Spread your legs,” I growled. It takes her too long to obey. I slap my open hand hard over her exposed pussy. Howls of pain erupt from her. “I told you to spread your legs!”” This time, she doesn’t hesitate.
With my head dipped low, I blow a stream of warm breath over her clit, teasing her. She lets out a small moan. With my thumb and forefinger, I twist her clit cruelly. Her hips rise from the bed as she cries out in pain––music to my ears.
Rocking against my mouth, she grinds her pussy against my tongue, seeking the sweet release it provides. She threads her fingers through my hair, and I stop moving. Lifting my head, I glare at her. "I never gave you permission to touch me. Grasp the headboard and don’t let go,” I order harshly. With wide eyes, she obeys. The slender fingers of her hands close over the wooden plank as she holds on for dear life.
“Beg me. Beg me to lick your clit.” I release the swollen nub between my fingers and look up at her, flicking my tongue out.
“P-p-please Maverick,” she gasps out.
“Nah. That won’t do. You can do better than that.” Pinching her clit again, I enjoy seeing her features scrunch up. Gasping, she tried again.
“Please! Damn it! Please. I’m begging you. Please!”
Twisting it tighter between my fingers, I raise an eyebrow at her. “Please what, Kylie?”
