Page 51 of Tyrant

Yet at the front of my body it’s a heavenly embrace of clitoral pleasure. He’s touching all the right spots with the right pressure.

“Come all over my hand,claimed one,” he tells me. “I want to feel your ass squeeze against my finger as you come.”

Tyrant drops his fingers down and thrusts them into my pussy. At the same time he thrusts his other finger further into my other hole with the same force.

There’s a shocking collision inside my body. Pleasure meeting pleasure in such an unexpected way for me.Back there, inside me, he’s thrusting up and back. My ass puckers and pulls against him, yet it feels… good. There’s a heaviness that I’m enjoying.

His fingers inside my pussy dig and curl. His fingertips are magnetic to my G-spot, which really does exist. He knows the motion to make. It’s fast and it’s hard. He’s relentless with it. My inner thighs tighten and pull. The ropes against my ankles rub and burn. My wrists are worse off.

The pain tries to overwhelm the pleasure but Tyrant won’t allow it to happen. His fingers are just too good. Long and thick. Deep inside my pussy.And my ass.I swear I can almost feel his left hand fingers touching his right hand finger. It totally sets me off too.

I’m stripped of all panic now and left with no choice but to come. It hits hard in my belly. The secret depths of my core activated and I’m no longer in control of myself.

I let out a whimper when I want to scream to Tyrant that I’m about to come. He can feel it. He knows it.

I crest over that hill and my body releases. My muscles tighten, release, and there’s a fresh wetness pouring out of me. Hitting Tyrant’s hand, soaking his palm. His fingers splash and smash against me, the wet sound echoing around. My orgasm drips to the floor and I can’t believe how much is coming out of me.

His other finger continues to take my ass, thrusting in and out with the same motion and force as his fingers in my pussy.

My body writhes and pulls against the ropes. Finally I am able to scream out, a mix of pleasure and pain. I feel like my wrists are going to break.

Tyrant removes his finger from my ass first. Slowly, letting itpopfree. I pucker and tighten. I shiver. His fingers inside my pussy remain in place.

“This cunt is mine,claimed one,” he growls at me.

“Yes,” I say. “My…cunt… is yours…”

“I’ll share it with you when I feel like it,” Tyrant says and then he removes his fingers from me.

I cry out and can’t believe how much my body is still pulsing.

Tyrant’s fingers are suddenly jammed into my mouth, pressing down on my tongue, near the back of my throat. I gag and then clamp down. He rips his fingers out of my mouth and I’m left with the taste of my own body lingering on my tongue.

“How does your cunt taste,claimed one?” Tyrant asks.

“Delicious,” I say.

“Good girl.”

Tyrant crouches down and proceeds to untie my ankles, right one first. Then my left.

He then stands and reaches for my wrists. As he unties them, my hands shake really hard. The rope is left dangling from the hook in the wall.

He spins me around and I look up into his cruel eyes and start to melt all over again. His right hand grabs the back of my neck, then he drags me to the bed and orders me to sit down.

I watch as he opens the nightstand drawer and takes out what looks like a long piece of velvet. A deep, wine red shade of color.

“Give me your wrists,” he orders.

I fold my hands together like I’m praying and offer my wrists to him. I sit on the bed completely naked in front of Tyrant, unsure of this not-so-flattering angle.

He gently wraps my wrists with the velvet cloth. Going in between my wrists, and around. The soft touch is actually mildly soothing.

Once my wrists are tied, he grabs my elbows and makes me stand. Without warning he drops his mouth down to mine and kisses me. His tongue thrusts into my mouth, licking my tongue with force.

The kiss breaks with a loud noise. My cheeks are bright red. My body on fire. Tyrant then grabs my ass and tosses me up and over his shoulder like I’m a toy, then he walks me out of the bedroom and into his master bedroom.

He sits me on the bed and reaches into another nightstand and takes out a pill.

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