Page 26 of The Umpire Strikes Back

My body’s turned on, my cock straining against the zipper of my jeans. “So filthy. You know what happens to filthy girls?” I ask her, keeping my voice low.

She shakes her head slowly, a small smile playing at her lips. “What?”

“They get tied up. They get punished.”

Her eyes widen, and I love the way she’s looking at me right now. Like she’s not sure if she can trust me or not. But I want her trust.

Desperately.

“You trust me, right?” I ask her, unzipping my jeans. My cock’s so fucking hard I can barely stand it.

She nods once, her eyes never leaving mine. “I…uh, yes. I do.”

“You sound a little unsure.”

She twirls a strand of hair around her finger as her other hand traces over her left tit.Fuck, she’s priceless.“I trust you, Ripley.”

My smile spreads slowly across my face. “Good.” I step closer. “Take everything off,” I tell her. I want her bare for me. I watch with eager eyes as she does what I ask.

I pocket her panties in my jeans, wanting to keep these for my own souvenir. I step out of my socks and jeans. I remove my boxers last, letting my cock jut forward. I stroke it with one hand, my eyes zeroed in on Kali’s hot body.

“What are you going to do to me?” she asks me as I climb onto the bed, her bra still dangling from my fingers.

“On your knees,” I demand. “Hands behind your back.”

She’s such a good girl, instantly responding to my every command, her obedience sending a rush of heat straight to my core. There’s something about the way she looks at me—like she’s craving every bit of control I’m willing to give—that makes my pulse pound in my ears. The soft hitch of her breath, the slight tremble in her hands, all confirm what I already suspect: she was made just for me.

I work the bra around her wrists, binding them behind her back. I make sure it’s tight enough to where she can’t break free, but not too tight to cause her pain. I press my hand around the binding. “This okay?”

She glances over her shoulder at me. “Yeah,” she breathes out, breathlessly.

“Good, ‘cause I’m about to fucking own this perfect body, Kali.”

Her breath catches as her eyes blaze with heat. “Do it,” she demands.

I pull out some lube I picked up on the way to the ballfield today, and set it on my night stand. I resume my position behind Kali, and place two pillows under her stomach. I lean her over them, smacking her ass a bit as I keep one hand on the binding of her wrists.

There’s something about having this sense of control over her. Not because I’m some control freak, or anything like that. No, it’s more that I’ve got her trust. That I’m showing her how shecantrust me. Like we’re here together, building something real. Something tangible. My cock’s raring to go, and I rub it over the soft folds of her pussy. She’s so wet for me, and I slide my cock deep inside her, loving the way her tight walls clamp down around my dick.

“Pure heaven,” I utter out, my cock filling her up completely. With how wet she is, I probably won’t even need the lube, but I know I want to make sure she’s comfortable. Again, it’s the building of trust.

I keep fucking her, letting my cock enjoy her sweet pussy. I lean closer to her ear. “I need to fuck your ass, Kali. Are you ready for that?”

She glances at me, her eyes searching mine. “Yes, I’m ready.”

“Good girl.” I pull out of her, and grab the lube. I put enough around her back hole, and grip my cock with one hand. “Breathe, okay. I’m going to go so fucking slow, but not sure how long I’ll be able to continue at that pace.”

I push the tip of my cock into her, keeping one hand on the binding of her wrists. I nearly black out as I continue pushing deeper into her.

“You okay, baby?” I stall.

She nods against the mattress. “Yes, keep going.”

I push a little further in, letting my other hand press against her clit. “Fuck, Kali. I know your pussy’s getting jealous. Don’t worry. I’m going to fuck you with my thick fingers.”

“Yes, please. It’s so empty.”

I smile, pushing my cock further into her ass as I push my middle finger deep into her tight pussy. “I want you completely filled up,” I tell her, dropping her wrists so I can work her clit with one hand. “I want you at my mercy, Kali. I want you begging me to come.” I start moving everything in unison, pushing another finger deeper inside her pussy.

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