Captive

He couldn’t see what he was doing, but he knew from instinct where to put that tongue and knew if he didn’t make her happy he’d be punished severely.
“OH Mistress, please, please, please fuck me,” he begged as she spasmed again from another earth shattering orgasm.
He was rewarded with a light slap to his face as she pulled herself off him to further inspect her work on him and was pleased by his obvious lust for her. It surprised him, but at least it didn’t hurt him this time, his head and face didn’t throb with dull pain, but deep down he truly loved the feeling of being her submissive.

She continue to eye him up and down, enjoying the fact that she had a bound and gagged and blindfolded man in her bed, practically begging to be used like a toy she picked up at random. Running her hands down the gentle curves of her luscious body, she felt the heat traveling up her long legs and floating upwards towards the swell of her breasts. It felt so warm and tingly she thought she was running a fever. But it was just the lustful feeling in her loins wanting to be released. It would feel so good if she just let go and acted out her wild fantasies of being in total control of a man for once. Some of them preferred to be submissive and into letting her dominate and use them for her enjoyment. And then you had the ones who were ornery and tried to run away because they’re too afraid to try new things, she reasoned. It was so much more fun to have a captive actually enjoy their predicament, weird, yet true.

Her slave could only continue to lie there handcuffed to the bed completely naked save for the eye mask keeping his pretty eyes closed to enhance the sensations running through his body and mind. Wild thoughts ran through his head as he lay there blissfully unaware of what she was planning, all he could do was imagine what she had up her proverbial sleeve. Feeling completely exposed and helpless, he couldn’t control the hard on he achieved being bound to the bed. For all he knew she could have left the room quietly and not return for hours yet. Or she could be planning another one of her surprises and figuring out which punishment to administer while he felt goose bumps prickling on his skin from either cold or anticipation. All sorts of questions peppered his thoughts continually as he lay there. Where is she, what is she doing, and most of all, why? Why did she single me out? Maybe he resembled someone she knew and didn’t like, or worse maybe and old boyfriend who’s caused some pain and humiliation that she is causing him. Whatever the case may be, he no longer cared. What’s done is done, or being done in this case. He was actually enjoying her control over his body and he wasn’t in any rush to escape from her clutches.

On and on she stared at his sexy form laying there thinking of another method of torture to use on her pet tied to the bed. Wordlessly she tiptoed closer to him her eyes traveling up and down his beautiful body, almost giggling at the sight of him blindfolded and helpless. She took her feather and ran it down his face again softly and slowly and then down again, causing him to almost jump from the chill she gave. His skin prickled with anticipation as she teased him yet again and again. Sighing, she reached downward with her free hand and tapped her finger against her rose petal lips of her moistened pussy. It was now time to let the real fun begin.

Climbing on top of him again she reached forward and gently pulled up the eye mask and let herself gaze into his eyes this one time as she softly kissed his face all around. He felt surprised as she pressed her soft full lips against his forehead, his eyelids and his cheeks, gliding down to his slightly parted sensuous lips. He knew better to let her lead the way and not to try to slide his tongue into her mouth without her permission, although he knew she probably wouldn’t mind if he did try. But for now he let her continue her seduction and enjoyed every moment.
He wished for a moment he wasn’t handcuffed for he wanted to just touch her face and stare into her clear bottle-green eyes silently questioning her motives. Deliriously feverish he felt as she had her hold over him and his willing body, he wished this sweet delicious torture would continue non stop as her eyes bore into his aqua ones.

She pressed her full lips against his again this time forcing his hot mouth open slightly as her tongue flicked against his bottom lip and then biting him softly yet firmly. Oh her mouth felt so soft and tasted so sweet while she kept biting his lower lip almost to the point of drawing blood. He simply couldn’t get enough of her and the way he strained toward her to let her know it. He dared to slip his hot tongue against hers as she kissed him again but waited until she bit his lip again. She responded by moaning and pushing her wetness against his pleasure rod, teasing him relentlessly while pushing her tongue against his fully, entwining in smoldering urgency. He tried to prolong this sweet moment by returning the favor with a soft nip to her lower lip, making her gasp and whisper in his ear, “Mmmmm yes my little pet, you definitely know how to use your mouth, don’t you?

He gazed into her eyes, feeling so turned on by her, her soft yet ruthless touch, her sexy little body encased in shiny black vinyl, and her voice which was reminded him of warm, smooth, dark honey. Practically begging to be used like a toy, he kept straining himself toward her, desperately wanting to feel her tight little box surround him and ride him to oblivion.

When she felt like she couldn’t control her need anymore she abruptly pulled back and placed her hands on his chest while straddling him completely while holding his gaze then teasing herself with his throbbing shaft. She took his length and rubbed it against her hot open sex waiting to be pounded furiously while moaning in sheer delight. Without warning she impaled her tight cunt down on his hardness making him cry out in pleasure and shock. The sheer feeling of his cock spreading her wide and pushing in so deeply made it feel like she was seeing stars before her eyes. His member felt so long and thick as she gyrated her shapely hips and bore down slowly at first then leaning back on her hands leaving her body completely exposed to his lustful delight. Once she found a suitable rhythm she rode him fast and hard, all the while screaming out obscenities mixing in with his grunts and groans of extreme pleasure. She was getting close to her finale, he knew from the way her cunt kept tightening around his rod and engulfing him in her hot juices.

“Ohhhh yes…yes, ohhhhhh fuck!” She yelled out as she felt her body almost go limp from the way she fucked him ruthlessly without caring if he had his orgasm or not. “Mmmmmmm, she breathed lustily with her eyes half closed in oblivion. She then decided to switch things around a bit and abruptly stopped and then attempting to keep him inside her she turned around and presented him with her back as she controlled his body once more as she screwed him reverse cowgirl style.

Eying the Ankh tattoo on her lower back, he felt nothing but total enjoyment from the way she used his dick as a sex toy. He wasn’t sure how much more he could hold out, for the sight of her sexy curvy ass rubbing back and forth and all around him almost drove him over the edge and he had never cum from being used this way before, and he knew it would be a real treat. He also knew he was being raped by this gorgeous, voluptuous creature and he loved every sick, depraved moment of it. She leaned forward giving him a generous view of her backside as she rode his joystick with gusto. Moaning and grunting from yet another mind shattering orgasm, she felt this was the most satisfying screw she has ever had with a slave, and she knew that she couldn’t fall in love with him, yet she didn’t want to set him free just yet ,since he was very submissive and letting her have her way with him. Her pussy tightened and pulsed with each thrust upward he was allowed being he was still cuffed to her bed. Oh, each long stroke he pushed inside of her tight little love tunnel felt like he was fucking a jar of warm honey and without warning his dick twitched and pulsed then shot a load of hot cream deep into her pussy.

She gasped then eased herself off of him, completely satiated, then noticed his dick was still semi hard and covered with a mixture of both hers and his own cum, then frowned.

“I’ll let you off this time around, but the next time you cum inside me without warning I will severely punish you, got that?” She warned him. He just stared back at her in confusion in the afterglow of their tryst, and then he nodded his face moist with sweat, his long hair sticking to his face. “Yes, I’m very sorry,” he said softly, wishing for a moment he hadn’t cum inside her without asking permission fearing she would get pregnant, since he had a clean bill of health and was disease free, but he chased the former thought away thinking maybe she was just being her dominating self. Whatever the reason, he couldn’t exactly blame her, after all for as long as she has been stalking him unbeknownst to him, he was still a stranger to her.

A mixture of emotions flooded through his system making him wonder if she truly wanted to keep him as a sex slave or if she planned on killing him at some point. Oh well, he thought to himself, whatever she wanted she’ll get no doubt about it. All he could think about though at this moment was that exquisite little body of hers that made him hard again. He shifted himself more comfortably in spite of the cuffs locked around his wrists, it was no use….oh well, maybe she’ll unlock him at some point. Maybe when she wants another go-around, he hoped, for he was mad with desire for her now that she opened that locked door to a secret fantasy he had been harboring for quite some time. It couldn’t hurt to keep up this charade, his earlier fear of her subsided after the bathtub session. So if I willingly become her slave, maybe she’ll realize I wouldn’t harm her, he thought to himself.

He was so deep in thought he didn’t realize his Mistress had quietly left the room, to go where, he was clueless, but she couldn’t be gone that long, after all she had a new toy to play with. A toy that was more than willing to do what she demanded. When she wanted and how she wanted.

She decided she had enough playtime and decided to call it an evening, so she left her pet cuffed once more to his prison-bed fully satiated (and exhausted, she was sure) and went to her own bed.

*** End of part I