Page 21 of Trussed In Hope
“I want to hurt you,” I admitted.
“Hurt me? Explain.”
I took the belt from around my waist and kneeled between her legs on the bed. Fear changed her expression. That same fear fueled my desire.Oh, little kitten.I wanted to torture her until she needed the pain. She would, I was sure of it. It just had to be executed properly. She needed to become one with it. Resonate with it. Submit to it.
“Not in a bad way, kitten. I want to use pain to bring you pleasure.”
I grabbed her vibrator and turned it on low. Slowly, I teased her pussy with it until her body came alive. She moved her hips to meet it, her vaginal muscles pulled it back inside when I drew near exiting her. Her skin fevered, and she craved every movement. She didn’t know what I was up to. Yet, it scared and intrigued her. Emberlynn wanted more.
When she was close to her orgasm, I left the vibe deeply seated inside and used the leather belt to spank her clit and thighs. Her eyes widened, and that pulled her back from the edge. I saw the tears pooling, and it only encouraged my sadistic behavior. However, I wanted to gain and keep her trust. Or as much of it as I could.
“Good girl.” I moaned, rewarding her. She was so fucking beautiful when she took what I gave. Unsure, but still in the moment with me. Her hips gyrated toward me, and I groaned, ready to take more from her.
“It hurts,” she whined.
“Good…” I kissed her reddened skin, feeling the heat and smelling her arousal. I lowered my head to kiss her clit beforeI fucked her with my tongue. Each swipe of my tongue was a promise that I’d keep making her feel good as I hurt her–pushing her to the brink of pain and pleasure blending so well together that you couldn’t tell them apart.
I turned the vibrator on and began fucking her. Slow, easy strokes that inspired the sexiest faces. She was being sated, satisfied through my curiosity to explore her fully. Each withdrawal enticed me to suck and then lick her needy and increasingly greedy pussy. Unable to help myself, I smacked my lips, eager for more of her taste. The sound of it seemed to do something to Emberlynn.
“Oooh…” she cooed.
I nodded my head, agreeing with her. “Damn, you taste good.” I murmured against her.
I saw the surprise on her face at how much she enjoyed the sensations. The approval. She relaxed into it, letting the orgasm build again. She reached the height of need that would normally result in an orgasm. I gripped her thighs still burning from the belt, and she hissed. The tears spilled from her eyes, but with the vibe inside, her body still responded. She squirted into my mouth, giving me a burst of her flavor as I continued tasting.
I fucked her harder, with deeper strokes, until she was on the edge once again. I back away, removing her from my mouth. I spanked her sensitive clit along with her thighs. They were marked, and her cunt was reddened from the discipline, soaked with need. I continued stroking her while gripping her sore thighs. She cried, but her body bucked. I lowered my head again, drinking from her.
“What are you doing to me?!” she screamed.
I kissed her thighs and the top of her mound before angling the vibe toward her G-spot. The spasms took over, and she lost control once again. Screaming as she exploded. I noticed how her body seemed to arch for more, so I gave it to her. Theorgasms rolled over her until she was completely spent. I wanted more. Hungry for her cries, I lowered my head and kissed her clit until it responded. It swelled in my mouth, engorged with a thumping desire.
“I can’t,” she mumbled. Half here, half floating somewhere else. Her eyes were closed, and she had a peaceful bliss covering her face.
“You can, and you will.” I demanded.
I worked on her body until it came alive all over again. She was too weak to fight, which only urged me further. I kissed up her body and sucked her nipples until they, too, were tender.
I added the restraints to her wrists, attaching her to the headboard. Her feet remained free. I inserted the vibrator and slowly fucked her sore pussy. Tears of defeat accompanied her moans, and I loved every bit.
“It hurts,” she whined.
“I know, baby… I told you it would.”
“But…”
I withdrew the vibe from her needy cunt and placed it on her clit. The first spasm attacked her so intensely that she shook the bed. She fought the hold on her wrist. The sensations coursed through her, and her hoarse cries echoed through the room.
“It… hurts…” Yet, she dripped her arousal onto the sheets.
A spasm rolled through my groin, and I knew I was close—no direct stimulation. No accompaniment. I would come from her demise. I’d make sure of it. Each inhale and exhale of mine was laced with the toxicity of her arousal. I needed more of her now, and I refused to settle.
“Yeah… it does.” Thinking of my own pain. My body needed to fuck, and I was trying to be a gentleman since I could tell that she was unsure if we should do this. I could still get her off without using her body for my release. The mind is a powerful thing when you use it correctly.
I pressed the vibe against her clit, and her hips bucked against it repeatedly until she screamed from the forced orgasm. Her scream set off my orgasm, and as the world shifted, I froze, and everything grew quiet as I drifted. It didn’t matter to me. I’d completely soaked my boxer briefs. She’d been the reason I couldn’t hold back, and seeing how out of it she was, I didn’t know if she’d even notice.
I lowered my head to her stomach and let the endorphins take over. Her body was in shock, jerking lightly. Sated. I sighed, allowing myself to float even more. I kissed along her stomach, enjoying the feeling of her against my lips. My little kitten…
I drifted back, becoming alert, to hear her breathing lightly in a deep slumber. I stretched my body, regaining feeling and function. I stood slowly and walked to get water and something to wake my brain.
