Page 41 of Bound To Me

“And then you’re all mine again.”

He shook his head. “You won’t fucking show her that, Jackie. Give me your phone.”

I looked around at the crowded park across the street and then back at him. I was safe in public, so I could be brave. “No. And I will.”

“I’m going with her to her parents’ house tonight, Jackie. You don’t expect me to just call it off with her. She’s not just a fucking plaything like you are.”

My heart stung at his words. “Figure it out, Michael.” I couldn’t believe he was buying it; I wasn’t even sure if I believed myself. He could grab me and carry me off into an alley, and no one would really bat an eye. “And as soon as you get back, I want you at my apartment, and I want you to be my Daddy again.” My voice was weakening.

I could tell he was thinking of some sort of plan. I knew this was going to end badly.

“Okay, baby. Don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone, okay?” I melted at his words.

I nodded. “Okay, Daddy.”

Now

If you would have told me months ago that I’d be suspended in the air, tied up and exposed for the most amazing man in the world, I wouldn’t have believed you. But there I was, still in the frog tie with my hands above me, hanging from a bar on the ceiling. Elliott watched me intently as he pulled toys out from his closet, smiling cleverly at me. My legs were wide open and his cum was still leaking from each of my holes.

“Look at my beautiful girl,” he mused as he walked towards me with a magic wand in his hand; I had never used one before, but I heard they were intense.

The toy began to buzz loudly as he turned it on. My heart raced as he inched closer to me, his cock growing hard again.

“I can’t wait to make you come until you’re begging for me to stop.” He smiled, grabbing hold of my thigh.

My dominant Elliott was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

He put the powerful wand to my clit and my pussy immediately began to seize. The vibration was so intense that I tried to close my legs, but they were spread open, unable to budge. I came harder than I ever had before—and liquid began to gush out of me as I screamed out with pleasure. I had never squirted before and I laughed with surprise once I calmed down. Elliott’s eyes were widened with a smile, the evidence of my intense orgasm dripping down his body.

“Holy shit,” I said, bewildered.

Elliott licked his lips slowly and shook his head with a tsk.

“What did I say about that mouth, baby?” He set down the wand before he took a riding crop and held the leather tip to his palm; I knew what was coming for my dirty mouth.

I smiled with anticipation. Elliott circled around me and quickly tapped my ass with the crop, the feeling more pleasurable than painful, but it still made me jump and gasp. He came back around in front of me, his eyes clouded with desire and something I hadn’t seen from him before. Darkness? It made my heart skip a beat, but somehow I wasn’t afraid.

He quickly tapped me on the inside of my thigh, startling me again.

“Oh, baby. You’re so reactive to me. You are so fun to play with, my sweet girl,” he marveled.

My heart stung at his words:my sweet girl. Only Michael had called me that before.

“Daddy, you make me feel so good. More,please,” I begged.

He chuckled as he dropped the riding crop and brought me closer to him. He got down on his knees and pressed his tongue lightly against my clit, teasing me as he continued to barely flick the sensitive spot. He gripped my thighs with both of his hands as he buried his face in my pussy, now lapping around and seeming determined to make me come again. It didn’t take long for him to accomplish it—I came hard, my whole body shaking as I lifted my thighs, trying to chase more.

“Mmm, baby. You taste so good; I can’t get enough,” he murmured into my pussy, the vibration from his lips inching me closer to another orgasm.

He suddenly stood up, letting go of me, making me groan with the need for another orgasm. I watched as he grabbed the wand and began to stroke himself. He walked behind me, doing something with the rope that held me from above.Oh—he’slowering me. I heard the wand turn on as he appeared in front of me, still stroking himself.

“Your pussy is just too good. I need to fuck you and make you come again.” With that, he put the wand to my clit and thrust himself inside of me at the same time. I screamed out with satisfaction, knowing my throbbing clit was going to make me clench around Elliott’s cock quickly. I was right—I came for what seemed like the hundredth time, but I was still needing more; I couldn’t get enough of Elliott either.

He began to thrust faster, grunting wildly with primal moans that drove me crazy. I could tell he was coming, and knowing that, I came again, my whole body shaking wildly, my pussy satisfied. And I was fucking exhausted.

Elliott quickly untied me, carried me to the bathtub, and sat me down on the edge as he ran a warm bath.

“How was that? How are you feeling, baby?” he asked gently as he sat down next to me, then gently pressed his lips to my shoulder.

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