Page 76 of Shadow

Some people did everything they could to avoid cutting their rope, but Ripley enjoyed getting his rope dirty and replaced it often, so he wouldn’t think twice.

The living room had a fear factor to it because it would be easy for one of the security guards to walk in on them. Though Ripley probably warned them not to. Still. It was a fun fantasy. So, she bit her lip and said, “The living room, Daddy.”

He winked. “Good choice. Now get down on all fours and crawl. And don’t be slow about it, or I’ll spank you.”

Oh, what an evil bastard. She’d been given the opportunity to crawl just a few feet or all the way through the house. Crawling would make her breasts hang in the rope, making it even more painful as she moved.

Dirty rotten bastard.

But she got down on her knees and complied. Because she knew if she obeyed, he would fuck her exactly the way she needed it.

Crawling turned out to be more of an adventure than she thought it would be, and twice he slapped her ass and threatened a dose of his belt if she didn’t move faster.

But when they got to the couch, he pulled her up by the rope and shoved her over the arm before he pulled his cock out and sank into her.

She cried out as he fucked her hard and fast with no slow ramp up.

“Daddy, I want to come with you.”

He jerked on the rope, sending pain coursing through her and straight to her pussy.

“Hush. You’ll come when I’m ready for you to come. Maybe I want to watch you come with your cunt full of my semen.”

A wave of arousal flooded her as he slammed into her, and she squeezed him hard, seeking the right kind of pressure to push her toward release.

He smacked her ass. “Stop that or you won’t come at all. You’ll just hurt.”

She whimpered and relaxed. He would take care of her. He always did. It just wouldn’t be exactly like she imagined it. He’d warned her he wanted to play rough.

“You’re such a good little slut, taking Daddy’s cock. Not knowing when I’ll get you off. Just trusting that I will.”

He grunted between words and thrusts, and she knew he was getting close.

“Please, Daddy. Come inside me,” she begged, wanting to feel him dripping out of her.

He gripped the bundle of ropes at her back, and she cried out in pain as he thrust forward then stilled as the orgasm overtook him and he trembled through it.

When he eased out, he pulled her up and tugged her, so she was standing against the center of the couch.

“Sit, legs spread as wide as you can get them. I want to see my cream spilling out of you.”

Her clit throbbed under his gaze as she followed his orders.

Then he bent down and pulled a wand out of his bag and tossed it to her.

“Play. And don’t stop until we need to replace that fucking cushion.”

Her face went bright red as she got his implication. He wanted her to come so many times it made her squirt.

She turned on the vibrator and moaned as it touched her clit. She was already so close from the intense fucking he’d just given her. Ripley sat on the coffee table and watched as she spread her legs wider and tilted her hips up. The vibration sent waves of pleasure through her body, and she gasped and moaned.

“You look so hot like this, baby.” He ran a hand down one of her legs and gripped her ankle.

“Turn the speed up.”

She did as he ordered, and the pleasure was overwhelming. Soon she was on the edge of an orgasm. She cried out as she came, uncontrollably thrusting her hips forward, pressing the vibrator hard against her clit until she couldn’t take the sensation anymore.

But he snapped at her as soon as she pulled it away. “I didn’t tell you to stop. There’s not even a damp spot on this cushion. Get that vibrator back against your clit and don’t move it until I give you permission.”

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