Page 113 of Detained

I tease her ass with my wet finger, and she sucks in a breath.

“Yes,” she cries and I bite back my smile.

Complete and utter perfection.

“You like being filled in both holes?”

“Y-yes,” she whimpers.

My cock painfully throbs at her words. I slap down on her hip with my free hand and she screams.

“Come for me.”

She’s so close, her walls tighten around my fingers. She’s resisting, holding back.

“Surrender to me. Fucking. Come. Now.”

With a final smack, she explodes around me and I keep fucking her through it, as she squirms on the bed.

I let her catch her breath for a moment as I free her wrists.

“Now you’re ready.”

As I lift her body, she clings to me, her arms tightly wrapped around my neck, and we make our way towards the sling hanging from the chains to the ceiling.

She lets out a small gasp as I lay her chest on the cool leather. It pushes her breasts up, teasing me with her piercings.

Brushing her hair away from her neck, I tighten the collar around her throat and spread her arms so they can be snugged into the wrist restraints.

Seeing her like this, hanging and fastened at my mercy, she is magnificent. Her dark tendrils splay against the pale skin of her back. Suspended and waiting, she has me aching in need.

A shaky breath escapes her lips as she nervously bites down on her bottom lip.

“Such a good fucking girl.”

“Frankie, please, I need you.” Her voice is barely a whisper, laced with pure desperation.

“We had one rule, Zara. You let me make every choice. You don’t get to beg, not now. So, it looks like I’m going to have to punish you.”

My cock throbs painfully at the thought of my belt welting her delectable ass.

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ZARA

Song- Chills- Dark Version, Mickey Valen, Joey Myron

My body vibrates against the leather as he picks up my ankle and clasps it to the chains. All my weight is held in the swing. Between that and the blindfold, every single sense is heightened.

I can feel his breath beat against my skin.

The anticipation in itself has me teetering on the edge.

“How badly do you want my cock?” His husky voice sends ripples through me.

“I need it, sir.” I barely recognize my own needy words.

His firm hand caresses my ass. I bite down on my tongue as his belt cracks down. Stars fill my vision and I scream, shaking in my restraints.

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