“How many people have you killed?”
“Probably too many to count. Not personally, but there’s been a high death toll.”
She was quiet and still in my lap. She climbed out.
“Are you okay?”
“It’s been a rough day. I think I’ll just try to brush my teeth and go to sleep.”
“Of course.”
Belt and Headboard
Emilio
I undressed, getting comfortable in my small bed. I accidentally thunked my head on the metal headboard. When she came out of the bathroom, she was wrapped in a towel. I impulsively got to my feet and put my arms around her, drawing her closer, smelling the sweet scent of her hair. Was it strawberry? Apple? Whatever it was, it was fucking delicious. I needed to taste her.
I threw her on the bed, then I surrounded her with my body. She was mine.
I kissed her throat delicately, and she made a noise deep in her throat, one that I didn’t think that she could control.
I smiled.
I gathered her wrists in one of my hands and pinned them to the bed. She gasped and opened her eyes. My other hand slid between her legs, touching her clit, coaxing it out of its hiding place. She cried out when I amped up the pace, arching her hips into my hand, totally lost.
I looked around for something to secure her hands. I saw my belt on the floor. Perfect.
I let go of her hands, and I slid off the bed.
“Where are you going?” she demanded. “What are you doing?”
“Shh,” I told her.
Her eyes widened when she saw the belt in my hand. Without a word, I bound her hands together, looping the excess length around part of the small headboard before buckling my belt.
I stopped to admire my handiwork. She looked so beautiful decorating my bed. Her body was perfect, all luscious curves, and I knew that she was all mine.
Now that she was tied up, it was time to eat her.
I spread her legs apart, so that her glistening folds were displayed for me. She had nowhere to hide.
I touched her little clit with my tongue, and I sucked, just a little.
She reacted violently, bucking her hips up towards me.
I reared back.
“Don’t stop! Please don’t stop! I’ll do anything.”
“I can’t go down on you if you buck me off, sweetheart. Obviously that belt is not enough to keep you still. I want you to keep still, real still, or this is over.”
“I’ll be still. I promise,” she whispered.
“That’s my girl.”
I bent back down, caressing the soft, smooth skin of her juicy thighs, and I licked her slit from the bottom to the very top. Though I knew that her reaction was just as strong as before, she was staying still like I had told her to.
Good girls get rewarded.