I can’t believe I came so fast. One minute, the force of his mouth was too much, too intense, the next, my orgasm was ripping me apart.
I couldn’t stop him. I couldn’t pull away.
As the waves of pleasure dissolve through my body. I feel Vaughn’s weight shift on the bed, and then he’s gone.
Silence.
My heart races. Laying here, my hands and feet bound, my eyes covered, I’m locked in the darkness.
Naked. Spread. Exposed.
I gulp for air. I’ve never been tied down like this. The anticipation is driving me crazy, a mix of fear and excitement igniting my blood. I don’t know what he’s planning, I don’t know what’s coming yet.
I can’t move. I can’t fight it, even if I wanted to.
He’s totally in control.
I feel Vaughn settle on the bed beside me, and then a touch comes.
I flinch in surprise. It’s not his hand, but something softer. It feels like velvet, fitted to his fingers. A glove of some kind. He strokes my body slowly, the softness gliding over my skin.
God, that feels good.
I moan appreciatively. I hear Vaughn chuckle.
“Does that feel good, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” I sigh, blissful. He trails his hand up my arm, over my collarbone, down to circle my breasts. The sensation is exquisite, softness and warmth, setting every nerve ablaze. Somehow, with my eyes blindfolded, I feel the touch more intensely, nothing but the sound of his breathing and the music playing to distract me from the glorious feel.
He strokes slow circles around the outside of my breasts, over and over. God, I strain against his hand. My nipples tighten, hard and aching, but he doesn’t touch them. His hand swoops away, over my stomach, and I whimper with need.
“What’s that, baby? What do you need?”
“Touch me,” I whisper.
“Is that an order?” Vaughn’s voice turns threatening. My stomach flips.
“No,” I gasp quickly. He could stop at any minute, he could leave me hanging here, and even though I just came moments ago, my body is already needy, lust clawing low between my spread thighs. I want to feel everything tonight. “I’m sorry, Vaughn. It just feels so good.”
He traces back up over my breasts, stroking until I’m sobbing with need. But still, my nipples ache for contact.
“I brought you a gift,” Vaughn murmurs. “Do you want to know what it is?”
I nod.
He chuckles. “I think you’re going to like it.”
Vaughn pulls away from me a moment, but then he’s back, leaning over me, tracing the velvet over my skin.
Something cool and hard follows it. Steel, a slim probe.
I panic. What the hell is this?
He strokes down between my thighs, circling my entrance. I shudder at the unfamiliar pressure, the coldness against my hot flesh as he dips it into my wetness and then slides it inside of me.
I gasp. It’s bigger than his fingers, but not anywhere near what I crave. He’s teasing me, dipping it inside, sliding deeper, then pulling it away.
I need more.
“Not there, sweetheart.” Vaughn chuckles, his voice laced with triumph. He slides the metal back over my clit, still tender from his mouth’s assault. “This little toy belongs someplace else.”
Before I can wonder what he means, the bullet starts vibrating against my clit, so intense I cry out.
Fuck!
I writhe, trying to back away, but the restraints bite into my wrists and ankles, keeping me locked in place.
The vibrations pulsate through me, riding the knife’s edge between pleasure and pain. I whimper, fighting it, but I can’t make him stop. My body tightens, every nerve screaming to life, dragging me higher until I suddenly come apart in a burst of sensation.
Jesus Christ!
I gasp for air, but there’s no time to recover. I’m still clenching, wracked with waves of pleasure, when Vaughn loosens my ankle restraints. He grabs my shoulders and flips me over onto my stomach, lifting my hips so I’m positioned face-down on my knees with my ass thrust up behind me in the air.
“I don’t know which view I like best,” Vaughn’s voice is low and amused. “You on your back with your legs spread and your sweet pussy on show to the world, or this.”
He slides the probe into my aching channel again, slow and deep, then withdraws it. My head is still clouded with my orgasm as he lifts my hips higher and forces my thighs wider apart.
There’s a pause, and fuck, my whole body shivers with uncertainty. I don’t know what’s coming next, if he’s going to slam his cock deep inside me, or torment me some more. Spank me until I’m sore and screaming, or rub my clit raw.
I feel the nudge of cool metal against my asshole.
Oh God.
I tense in panic, but Vaughn grips my hips tightly, forcing me in place. “Relax, baby,” he orders me, nudging at my entrance. “This is going to feel so fucking good.”
I take a deep breath, but my heart is pounding like crazy with anticipation and fear. This is so far beyond anything I’ve ever done before, I can’t believe it’s really happening. We’re not caught up in the moment, he’s not taking me by surprise with a wandering finger. This is deliberate. Planned.
So fucking dirty.
I feel the metal again, cold and unfamiliar and wet with my juices. Slowly, Vaughn eases the probe into me, into my tightest, most private place.
Oh. My. God.
Sensation slams through me: cold steel, and hot, tight flesh. I grip the sheets, gasping as my body struggles to accommodate the probe. Vaughn’s other hand slides around to massage at my clit with slow, gorgeous strokes, and Lord, it’s too much to take. I’m filled but still aching, stretched to breaking point but strung out with the rush of sensation shimmering deep down.
“That’s right, baby,” Vaughn growls. “Take it all the fucking way. I’m just getting you warmed up.”
I groan in pleasure, relaxing into his touch. Vaughn pushes the probe the final few inches, until it’s buried deep in my ass. Filling me with unfamiliar sensations. Making every clench of my pussy ripple through my whole body.
I never knew I could feel anything this intensely. The tension coils deeper than I’ve ever known, building like fire raging through my body.
“How do you like that?” Vaughn demands, stroking harder.
I sob for air, overwhelmed. “I’m going to come again,” I gasp. “Oh fuck, I’m going to come!”
Suddenly, Vaughn slams his cock into my pussy from behind, landing a hard slap on my ass.
I scream. Jesus! His cock burying deep inside and the cool steel in my ass and the sting of sweet pain is all too much. I shatter, screaming into the pillows as my body convulses over and over as a tidal wave pleasure rips me apart at the seams.
When I surface, he’s still hard inside me, the metal probe impaled in my ass. He grips my hips, pulling me back up on all fours and readying me for more.
More?
“Please, Vaughn, I can’t...” I gasp, still face-down, tied to the bed. My whole body trembling and extra-sensitive, every new touch painfully intense. I’ve come three times already, I can’t take any more!
“You will.”
Vaughn leans over me, thrusting even deeper as he fists my hair and yanks my head up. His voice growls in my ear, commanding.
“This pussy is mine. I’m going to feel your hungry cunt clench around my cock a dozen more times before I let you go. Get ready to scream, sweetheart, ‘cause we haven’t even started yet.”
He releases my head, and I fall forwards into the covers. I gasp for air, bracing myself for another punishing thrust.
Instead, I feel the gentle caress of the glove again.
Oh God. My body shivers under the velvety softness.
“You like that, don’t you?” Vaughn murmurs. He traces down my back, slowly, delicate. I relax into the sensation as he sweeps over me, again and again. “I can feel you shivering from the inside out, your pussy is so goddamn tight. Are you stretching for me, baby? Can you fit my cock all the way in?”
He eases another half-inch deeper, and I answer with a sob. Pain and pleasure mingles, and every gasp makes my ass contract around the probe. Cool steel, so unfamiliar, but now with Vaughn’s cock filling me up too, the sensation is unbelievable. He’s not moving inside me, but God, I’m stretched wide to breaking point, filled completely with his thick hard flesh.
So. Damn. Good.
I hear a noise, the rattle of a belt buckle. Then a sharp pain comes, the sudden sting of leather on my skin.
I cry out, jolting forwards with surprise. His belt?
“What are you--” I struggle to ask.
“Quiet!” Vaughn hits me again, landing series of stinging blows on my naked ass and back that leave me smarting with agony.
Fuck. It’s sharper than the spankings, focused and hard, and every blow makes me clench around the probe, feeling its invasion. He rocks his cock inside me, fighting pain with heady pleasure as he cracks his belt against my flesh until I’m writhing at the mix.
Sharp and soft. Pain and bliss. The leather bites into my tender skin, sending shockwaves through my body. They spiral to meet the pressure building between my thighs, driving me higher. Tighter.
Holy crap, this is intense!
Vaughn pauses. I gasp for air, pulse racing, my body quaking around his cock. He trails the rough leather over me softly. “Have you had enough?” he croons. Vaughn begins to rock into me. Thrusting a little, then withdrawing. The friction is an inferno, curling low inside me. Another whip of his belt makes me cry out. I can’t believe how much I like this.
“I can stop any time. Just says the word, and this will all be over.”
But he’s got it all wrong. I don’t want him to quit. I’m too far gone in this chaos of sensation. I want more of it, not less.
I answer by thrusting back against him, embedding his cock all the way to the hilt.
Vaughn grunts in surprise, then his voice comes, thick with lust. “Fuck, Keely. You want it hard, don’t you?”
I moan.
“You’re an animal, baby, don’t think I don’t know it. You want to be fucked so deep you pass out,” he growls, tossing the belt down and stripping off his glove. I hear them drop to the floor by the bed. I brace myself, my heart racing.
Oh God, what’s coming next?
“You want my cock ramming inside this wet, hungry cunt,” Vaughn draws out of me, leaving me sobbing at the absence. “Because it’s mine now, isn’t it? I can take it any time, any way I like, and still, you’ll come screaming for more.” He swipes his fingers over my clit, pinching painfully, tweaking the tender nub.
“Yes, please Vaughn!” I whimper, aching for him.
“What do you want?” he growls.
“You!” I cry out, so close to the edge. I’m consumed, like nothing else. “I need your cock, please Vaughn. Fuck me! Fuck me now!”
With a roar, he drives into me, fucking me deeper than I ever thought was possible.
Yes!
I scream, arching back against him, matching every wild thrust with my own. Vaughn yanks my body up against him, locking me in place as he slams his cock deep, impaling me over and over until I lose my mind. My restraints are biting at my wrists, I can’t move against his relentless driving, and still I beg for more.
“Harder,” I gasp, “Vaughn, oh God!”
He reaches between our bodies, feeling at my crack where the slim probe is still buried in my ass. Suddenly, it starts vibrating.
Holy fuck!
The tremors crash through me, so intense I can barely breathe. I gasp for air, screaming and mindless now with ecstasy as Vaughn resumes pounding into my pussy. He grinds, rubbing high against my walls, right there, fuck, his cock vibrating now with the force of the dildo, rubbing me from both sides, so dirty and deep I lose my mind.
I explode with a scream, coming and coming in a tidal wave of spasms until Vaughn roars, pulling out of me to spurt hot liquid over my back and hair. I collapse onto the bed in the grip of the most stunning orgasm of my whole entire life.