Page 7 of Bound To Me

He smiled down at me. “Just like that, baby.”

I had never been so proud of myself in my entire life. I was pleasing this beautiful man and his praise sent a chill down my spine.

He quickly pulled away and walked behind me, taking my bound hands and lifting me to my feet. He guided me to the desk in front of the bed and easily picked me up and sat me down on it.

“I’m going easy on you, baby. This is just a taste of what you’ll get.”

He pushed me onto my back on top of my bound wrists and lifted my hips in the air. His strong arms held on to the back of my thighs and he was suddenly inside of me. My whole body trembled as his cock pushed deeply in and out of me, every nerve in my pussy feeling like a ticking time bomb. I was on the verge of my orgasm when he stopped and pulled out of me.

“From now on, you need to ask permission to come,” he said before plunging himself back into me.

The build to my orgasm was quick as he continued and I knew my release was approaching.

“Please Daddy,” I moaned. “Can I come?”

“Yes, my sweet girl. Come all over Daddy’s cock.”

His words sent my pussy into a deep, pulsing wave of release, the moans coming out of my mouth sounding foreign to my ears. I had never felt an orgasm as intensely as this one and I chased another as I lifted my hips up and down.

He pulled out of me quickly. “Just one, baby. Now you need to take care of Daddy. If you’re good, I’ll make you come again.” He pulled me upright and I felt dizzy and high from his cock.

He stood me up then pushed me down onto the bed, face first, with my legs still dangling over the edge. His hands pulled my legs apart before he stuck a finger in my ass and I gasped with surprise.

“Has anyone been inside my sweet Jackie’s ass?” His hot breath was against my ear.

“No,” I breathed out.

There was a sudden slap to my ass that prompted a surprised scream from my throat.

“Try answering that again, baby girl,” he demanded.

“No—no, Daddy,” I corrected myself.

“Good,” he said, then I heard him spit before it ran down to my ass.

His cock was now at the tip of my asshole and I began to tremble. I was nervous about his size and the fact that I had never done anal before. He pushed himself into me quickly and deeply, the pain unbearable as he continued to plunge inside of me.

“Stop. Stop! Re—red, red, red,” I cried out. “Please! Stop!” He covered my mouth with one hand while the other began to rub my clit, his pounding never ceasing. The pain was still searing through me but my pussy started to tremble under his touch, an orgasm approaching. My cries turned into a loud moan of pleasure as I came and he started to grunt loudly as he slowed his hips. My crying returned as my orgasm slowed. I had never felt more violated or used before; I used my safe word and he quieted me, not giving a fuck. And it fuckinghurt.

“Untie me. Please,” I sobbed, his cock still in my ass.

“Oh baby, why are you crying?” He pulled out of me and turned me over.

His eyes were staring down at me while he hovered over me.

“I told you to stop,” I said between hitched breaths.

He smiled and kissed my cheek atop the tears flowing down. “Baby girl, you’re all mine now. You don’t get a say in this.”

I looked up at him with fear consuming me. I wanted to scream and kick at him. I wanted to yell for help. But I didn’t do any of those things.

“I’m yours?” I whispered.

He grinned triumphantly. “Yes, baby. Come on, let me run you a bath.”

He lifted me up and began to remove the rope from my wrists. I almost thought I made it all up in my head, that I hadn’t just been crying and begging for him to stop. It was as if that had all disappeared once he told me I was his.

He turned me around and gently took my face in his hands. “If you continue to submit yourself to me, without misbehaving, I will always make you feel good and you will always be mine.”

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