Page 89 of The Ties That Bind
“Please, Sir. Fuck my ass with your cock,” she purred.
“Do you want it gentle or rough?”
Brie moaned, remembering his first claiming, and dutifully answered, “Whatever is your pleasure, Sir.”
“So agreeable…” he growled hungrily.
Sir slowly finished undressing in front of her. She watched as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off, along with his briefs. His cock was well proportioned and perfect—she’d thought that the first time she saw him naked.
Sir smirked when he noticed the direction of her gaze. “Oh, yes, this entire cock is going deep inside you. But, first…”
He shut the door to the soundproof room and turned back toward her. “I want to hear you scream.”
Brie bit her lip as he moved onto the table and positioned himself behind her. He squeezed her round buttocks in his strong hands before lightly slapping them.
“There is nothing sweeter than your ass begging to be fucked. Tell me again what you want.”
“I want youdeepinside me, Master.”
She felt cold gel drip into the crease of her buttocks and then heard the slippery sound of Sir coating his cock with lubricant. Brie moaned excitedly when she felt the head of his cock press against her pink rosette.
Sir pushed his shaft into her, forcing it deeper inside. It aroused Brie remembering how strange it felt that first time, and how much she’d struggled to relax.
“Let my cock dominate you, téa.” Sir fisted her hair with one hand and reached around to caress her breasts with the other, groaning passionately in her ear.
She whimpered in pleasure when he released her hair to grab her waist and began thrusting. He started slowly, just as he had that very first night. But, unlike the first time, her body did not resist, enjoying the sensual fullness of his thick cock.
She moaned in pure ecstasy as he pushed his entire cock into her ass. Responding to her need for him, Sir switched it up. “I want to hear your unrestrained cries as I fuck my goddess like a slut. Don’t hold back.”
“Yes, Master,” she purred, anticipating the rough claiming she was about to receive.
Sir thrust his rigid cock into her, making her cry out at the depth of his penetration. Tightening his hands around her waist, he prepared to pound her harder. Brie closed her eyes, moaning loudly as his strokes became deep and commanding.
The world disappeared as her entire body focused on her Master’s shaft. Sir was relentless, demanding her complete surrender—their primal connection binding her soul to his.
But it was his passionate groans that caused her to teeter on the edge.
The moment he ordered her to come, Brie cried out in release. Her climax was so powerful and intense it was almost painful, but she loved it and begged him for more.
Turned on by her screams of passion, Sir wrapped his hand around her throat. He continued to pound her as he gave in to his own need and pumped her ass full of his seed.
His manly groans sent a second orgasm crashing over her and she came more powerfully than the first time. The intensity of her climax consumed her—just before she felt the warm gush of her watery come.
“Yes,” Sir murmured huskily.
Brie let out mewing noises afterward, totally spent by their sensual power exchange. Sir pulled out slowly, weak from the encounter.
She looked back at him and smiled, noticing the look of vulnerability in his eyes. It was the same look she’d seen that first night.
“I love you,” she said fervently, grateful for this scene of remembrance.
Sir met her gaze and smiled. “I never told you, because I refused to admit it to myself at the time, but that night I knew I would never let you go.”
Late in the night, after Penny left and Brie had checked on both children, she curled up against Sir’s naked body.
Brie lay there in pure bliss, thinking back on all the people she’d spoken to that evening. Their enthusiasm for her documentary left no doubt that this unprecedented collaboration was going to be something truly extraordinary.
“Best night ever,” she murmured dreamily.
