Page 43 of Sinful Submission

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

He moved to my left ear. “The safe word is SIR.” Again, he circled me then left my view again. When he returned, he took a cloth and covered my apex and pussy. With the other hand, he lifted a spray bottle.

“Close your eyes.”

I hid behind the darkness of my eyelids, my heart rocking as he sprayed my neck, my arms, my thighs, my legs, and my chest, but he avoided the solution’s direct contact with my nipples and pussy.

“You can abuse me if you need to,” he murmured, “but that won’t stop my progression. Only the safe word will. Do you understand, Santari?”

“Yes.”

He put aside the bottle and removed the cloth. Our eyes locked and I watched him massage some type of oil on his skin. He stepped away, I heard running water, then he returned wiping his hands with a cloth.

“You can use the safe word now if you want to back out.”

Silence sat between us for what felt like minutes, and then… a match was lit. I inhaled, thought of my meditation methods, and attempted to put my thoughts in that space when the fire touched my skin.

A trail of heat followed a flame that raced across my shoulders and spread to my chest, circling my breasts but leaving my nipples untouched.

“Oh!”

It was the weirdest sensation. Instead of feeling burned, I felt light sparks that aroused me more than the harm I expected.

“Mmmm….” I moaned and tried to move, but the belt across my belly and latch across my neck held me in place.

In front of me, Titan stroked his dick and watched with the intensity of a starved animal.

“How?” I asked.

He moved towards me, lifted my legs, and spread me, pushing his weight against the back of my thighs. His dick spanked against my pussy, and I moaned and bucked, throwing my pussy forward but again was held back by that damn belt.

His lips ushered into a smirk, and while the fire spread across my flesh, he dipped, entered me, and sucked in a nipple simultaneously.

“Aaaaaah! Oooooooh…”

I shut my eyes tight and mistakenly flexed a Kegel when I heard him growl.

“Titan!” Opening my eyes, I finally saw him again. All of him, those brown eyes mixed with black that carried the reflection of the flames, spread across me.

He drew back and in again, stroking me carefully before throwing his thrusts and banging my body against the metal.

“Ah! Oh! Fuck!” I reached for his neck and tightened my hands around the column of his throat. I tried to shake him, but he only fucked me harder, more relentlessly, and his suckles turned into bites.

“Oooh shit! Shit! Shit!”

My body jerked against the equipment with each pummel, and when I thought he would slow down, he leaned back, turned my legs to cross in front of us, and folded them like a pretzel.

“Ooooooh fuck!”

Our skin slapped as he fucked me, digging, grinding, and rocking into my pussy while the flames took on new life. When the solution on my knees connected with the solution on my chest, the flame traveled across my leg to my ankles, and as if it was nothing, he sucked in my toes and continued to bang my pussy to smithereens.

“Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit! Titan! Baby! Fuck! Oh! Oh! Fuck!”

I stung all over, the burn from our bodies’ slaps, mingling with the heated sparks that popped from the flames on my skin, had me ignited in such a way that I felt like I was transforming.

“What the fuck are you doing to meeeee?”

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