Page 41 of His Captive
“I want you to tell me to open my mouth,” she repeats, sucking on the edge of her bottom lip. “Sir.”
“Fuck,” I snap, unable to resist any longer. I narrow my eyes, walk closer, and my fingers are unbuckling my belt before I even realize my hands have moved. “Then do it,bambina. Open your fucking mouth like a good girl and beg for my cock with your tongue out. If you’re brave enough.”
I pause with both ends of my belt in my hands. All she has to do is hesitate, and I’ll buckle it. I’ll forget all about her request. But she doesn’t hesitate. She flicks her tongue against her lips, dampens them, and pushes it across the moisture. Thenshe opens her mouth wide. Not wide enough for me, but wide enough to work with. I feel the surge of desire radiate all the way to my balls as she sinks to her knees.
She pulls her tongue back into her mouth for a moment. “Please,” she whispers, sticking it out even further.
I lose control. I can’t fight it anymore. I yank my belt out of the loops and double it in my hand. My fingers slide the leather into the buckle and I take a step forward.
“You have no idea what you’re asking for,” I mutter, sliding the belt over her head and pulling it tight around her neck. “But you’re about to find out.”
I wrap the belt around my fist until I can slide a finger between the leather and her windpipe. I look for signs of fear—signs that she wants me to stop. But all I see is the hunger. My free hand unfastens my pants enough to push them down, along with my boxers. Lea’s eyes get wide when she sees my size, and once it’s free from the fabric prison, it swells even more.
I don’t give her time to think about it. I grip the base of my cock and guide it toward her open mouth while I pull on the belt. When the head gets close to her lips, she puts her hands on my thighs, but I let go of my dick and slap them away hard enough to make her recoil.
“I didn’t give you permission to touch me,la mia bambina,” I growl. “All I told you do was open your fucking mouth. Now hold out your hands. I’m going to punish you for not listening.”
She holds out her hands and I uncoil the leather until I have several inches to work with. I grab her right hand, fold it back, and bring the leather down on her palm. She squeals and tries to pull her hand away, but I don’t let go. I slap her hand withthe belt seven times, then immediately grab the other one. Lea’s jaw is trembling, but she still has her tongue out. The sound of leather meeting skin echoes again—seven more times. Then I let go.
“Now keep your hands to yourself and do as you’re told,” I order. “Open that mouth wider, like youwantme to fuck it.”
Lea obeys and I wrap the belt back around my fist, pulling her lips to my length as I slip a finger between the leather and her windpipe. She rubs her hands together, obviously feeling the sting, but I don’t care about that. All I care about is this warm, wet paradise begging for my dick. I use her tongue like a runway, sliding across it before I stretch her jaw. Her eyes bulge as she gets her first taste of me and a muffled groan surrounds my girth as she realizes just how much pressure she’s going to feel in her jaw while she pleasures me.
“I want to feel your tongue and your hungry mouth at the same time,” I demand. “If you get tired, you better not slow down. If you do, I’ll punish you.”
I push deeper and her tongue caresses my length. Then she starts sucking. It’s gentle and timid, but still feels good. I gasp with pleasure and shudder, pulling her lips along my length, guiding her motions until she figures out what I expect. I relax my grip and enjoy it, my dick getting harder against her wiggling tongue.
“All the way in,bambina,” I grunt, pushing into her throat. “This is what you asked for.”
She tries to pull away, but I don’t let her. I force her to get used to the way it feels, then push deeper, hitting the back of her throat. She whimpers and groans, slobber leaking out the edge of herlips. I pull back and thrust, driving it into her throat enough for her to know I expect more. She sputters, chokes, and I see desperation in her eyes, so I give her a break, letting her pull back enough to breathe.
“The next time, I’m not going to stop until you swallow every inch,” I warn, invading her throat again.
Lea struggles even more, but just when it looks like I may have to let my threat turn idle to keep her from passing out, her throat relaxes. I push the rest of the way in with a gasp, then pull back immediately so she can breathe before pushing in deeper, my body going rigid with the sudden surge of pleasure. She’s ready to have her mouth fucked, now that she can take me, but this feels too good for me to stop her. My grip relaxes more, until my fingers are barely holding the belt.
But I promised her more, and I’m a man of my word.
“Now,la mia bambina,” I say, finding the strength to squeeze the belt tight. “Time for me to honor your request.”
I tangle my fist in her hair, pulling her head back while I tighten the belt around her neck. I hold her steady and drive my cock into her throat. I pull back enough for her to taste the pre-cum on her tongue, then do it again. Again and again, my cock throbbing and pulsating in her throat. Her symphony of slurps and moans is the sweetest melody I’ve ever heard, and I want more. I muffle her moans, feeling the vibrations in my balls.
I’m a hungry man.Ravenous. Starved of this for so long the pleasure feels foreign and new. It’s almost like my first time, too, but I know what I want. Know what I need.
I stare into Lea’s eyes while I fuck her mouth. I don’t hold back, even when the thrusts get hard enough to bruise her lips.She tastes the pre-cum, then gets a drop that trickles down her gullet. Over and over, while my lust turns primal. Animalistic urges take over, and I ravage her sweet mouth.
Sweat beads on my forehead.
I’m not done yet, but I’m getting close.
I may come harder than she did.
CHAPTER 18
Lea
I had no idea what I was asking for.
But I don’t want him to stop.
