My sentence disappeared into an incomprehensible wail, because he started to fuck me in earnest, hard, slamming deep into my ass, punishing me for my disobedience. I felt him come, deep inside, the hot liquid welling around his throbbing flesh in the most unexpected place.
But he had abandoned my clit, and I was left twitching and craving release as he fell onto my back and drove his still-hard cock upward in a final thrust that set me on fire.
“That was not what I asked you to do, Natalia,” he breathed in my ear, tugging on a sweat-soaked strand of my hair so that it snaked over my face and then my shoulder. “And now you are going to be punished.”
For a few moments, he lingered there, as I closed my eyes slowly and let the shiver he sent through me travel down my limbs and back a few times.
Abruptly, he was gone; his cock slithered out of me and I no longer felt the heat of his body. I looked behind me to see that he was walking to a drawer in a small chest on one wall of the room.
My body was crying out to be relieved. I watched him, perplexed, as he pulled two scarves from hangers inside the wardrobe.
He climbed onto the bed on his knees. His thick cock, still semi-hard, slapped from thigh to thigh. He grabbed me in much the same way he had before, and this time, pushed me flat to the bed. He climbed over my torso and squeezed me between his legs, and before I knew what was happening or how it had happened, he had tied my wrists and my ankles together, and strung them together as well.
I was hog-tied.
I threw my head around to try and look at him, I was speechless, so he had time to get something else from the wardrobe, and before I knew it he was placing a gag in my mouth—a large round ball, with rubber straps that attached at the back of my head.
But he didn’t stop there. He pushed my knees apart, and as I moaned helplessly into the gag, he pushed my knees forward and further apart to get my ass into the air.
I screamed into the gag as he caressed my pussy with his mouth. His tongue flicked, and trailed, and licked, and pressed, bringing me so close to climax I thought at least five times I would finally go over the edge. But he did this only to pull away and let me sit there, tied up, crying, screaming that I was sorry but into a gag that made it impossible for him to hear. The blood pounded in my ears. I could think of nothing else but how much I wanted him to set me free, to let the climax grip me and squeeze me and make me pass out from its sheer terrifying pleasure.
But he just continued to tease me with his tongue, working me up, closing his lips around the whole root and rolling it around in his hot mouth while he placed a palm on my ass and dipped his fingers into my quivering hole.
And then, so suddenly that it felt like I had been thrown into a cement wall, he stood up, and left me with nothing touching my body, no way to bring myself to the heights needed for release.
“Now, Natalia, I am going to leave you like that for a while. That’s your punishment. And we’ll see, when I come back, if you can be a little more obedient.”
I didn’t want to let him know that he had such power over me, but I could not stop myself from screaming into the gag and throwing my head back.
But he was gone, and I was tied up so tightly I could not possibly break loose.
And between my legs, my pussy pounded and throbbed, wanting nothing more than to finally, finally be tipped over the edge, however terrifying it might be.
Chapter Fifteen
Alaric
