“If I have to tell you again, I’ll bind you back to that chair and strap these pretty little nipples and your soaking wet little pussy until you’re sobbing. Then I’ll give you a chance to ask again, only this time you’ll be asking to have your bottom strapped hard before I fuck it even harder,” he warned.
I whimpered, nodding slightly as to not jostle his length too harshly. I swallowed around him and gathered my courage before trying again. He didn’t make idle threats ever and I knew that he would follow through if I didn’t do what he wanted.
He released my breast, but it throbbed with pain, a constant reminder of the harshness of his hand should I prove to be disobedient.
I was sopping wet. My nipples throbbed. My pussy ached and my ass tightened nervously imagining what it would feel like to have his big cock thrust into a place that was never meant to be fucked.
Or so I thought.
I was wrong.
I opened my mouth.
“Please, sir. Please fuck my bottom hole,” I begged, his cock still gagging my mouth. The slurred sound of my voice was exceedingly shameful, and I wondered just how many people outside the dungeon could hear me. If they knew that I had his cock in my mouth right now. My hips rocked a little and I couldn’t stop them.
I wanted him to fuck my ass. I didn’t. It seemed incredibly filthy and wrong, but it was such a tantalizing thought. I had no idea what I wanted.
He didn’t reply. He simply pulled his cock free from my mouth, gripped my upper arm, and lifted me from the floor. He manhandled me swiftly and with ease before he forced me face down on the bed with his palm holding me in place by the back of my neck. His grip was strong and sure, which made my pussy clench with need. With my cheek pressed down to the bed with one hand, he used the other to lift me up onto my knees.
“Nina. You have such a pretty little bottom hole. Spread your knees wider for me now so I can really see it,” he murmured, and a flush of shame rushed across my face. His palm rested against my hip and there was little doubt that he’d spank me if I didn’t obey.
So I did.
“Now, reach back and present yourself to me. Show me the last little virgin hole I’m going to fuck tonight,” he demanded, and a soft cry of aroused humiliation rattled my senses. I squeezed my eyes shut and tentatively reached back, gripping my bottom cheeks and spreading myself to him.
I cried out in shame, knowing he could see every last inch of me. He’d be able to see how very wet I was for him at the prospect of being fucked like this for the very first time.
“Such a good girl,” he whispered, and a rush of liquid heat gathered between my thighs.
He slid his fingers up and down the soaked wetness that was still dripping from my entrance. He pushed them gently into my pussy, ensuring to coat himself thoroughly with my own wetness before he brought them up to my virgin ass.
I stilled.
“Please, sir,” I begged. I wanted him to. I didn’t.
It didn’t matter because he was going to anyway.
His finger settled on top of my bottom hole. With his hand pinning my throat to the bed, I realized that I wasn’t going anywhere. He was going to take my ass, whether I liked it or not. I licked my lips, trying to rein in the feelings of rampant arousal and overwhelming nervousness hurtling through my veins.
“Nina, I can’t take my eyes off you for a moment. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he said firmly, and I felt his finger press gently against my most reluctant hole. I cried out at the foreign feeling of him pushing inside me. It didn’t really hurt, not at first.
He was gentle with that single finger, coaxing my body to open for that thick digit. I was surprised that it felt good and the more that he pumped it out of me, the more my arousal began to grow.
Then he added a second and it started to hurt. I whimpered as he pressed two fingers into me, stretching my virgin hole wider than it had ever been before. He wasn’t gentle anymore and his movements turned rougher and harder. With a twist, he rotated those fingers and I cried out as he continued to open me to his desires.
“But sometimes, naughty little girls need to be reminded of their place and you, Nina, need a very harsh reminder of that, don’t you?” he questioned, his tone dark and decidedly dangerous. I trembled and tried to gather myself enough to answer.
“Yes, sir,” I finally whispered.
“It’s time for the last part of your punishment, Nina,” he murmured, and I was rewarded with his cock pressing deep into my pussy. He fucked me slowly and thoroughly. It took me a long moment to realize what he was going.
He was coating his cock with my wetness.
“Keep your bottom open for me, little girl,” he growled, and I did, even though I was moaning with shame into the sheet beneath me. I was thankful for my curtain of hair so that he couldn’t see just how red I was in that moment.
The head of his cock pressed against my bottom hole and I whimpered with nervousness. He’d stretched me with his fingers beforehand, but nothing could have prepared me for his thickness. The narrowest part of the head pushed inside me, spreading me wider as he pushed into me and I cried out.
“Please, sir,” I pleaded.