I am hungry for this and want to roar in triumph.
A bodyguard trots in with black duct tape and throws it to me, sending it arcing through the air. I tape the dildo to the spear and return to where she hangs, trembling and trapped.
“My princess,” I murmur. “My fucktoy.”
I go to one knee and carefully bite each of her toes on both feet until I have her squealing and writhing in the web, desperate to get away. Then I make my way up her inner legs, nibbling her every few inches, to elicit those cute, whimpery protests, while I fuck her cunt with the carefully aimed dildo spear.
“Magic trick. Now you see the dildo, and now…”thrust“…you don’t.” I watch her pussy clench onto it, and her body arch as it vanishes inside her, hear her garbled cry.
I leave her panting and impaled on the upright spear and start to wield the cane.
With precision I create a network of red stripes across the globes of her butt.
She yelps at the next four, and I punctuate them with bites in the same places. Her fingers weld themselves to the ropes above.
“The last one.”
She quietly gasps as it lands.
I toss away the cane, step up to her rear, and lubricate my cock with her juices.
To gather more, I search between her spread legs and around the dildo where it enters her, slicking the shaft of my cock with her arousal, then settle the head into the split of her ass.
Slowly, I work my dick into that tight little hole, ignoring her futile efforts to escape.
Every tiny sound she makes, every sharp breath, everysqueeze of her ass, is another cherry on the top of this bastardly cocktail of wickedness.
“A little more. Just a little further. Almost…”
I punch my way in the final inch and begin to rock inside her. “Your ass is mine, forever, girl.” I kiss her hair and go faster, fucking her while she moans, while I massage her clit with dedicated fingers. At the start of each thrust, I feel the stiffness against my cock of the spear dildo still planted deep in her pussy.
Working into her, fucking her, keeping her erect little clit happy, I finally feel her stiffen then gasp a series of ragged, forced breaths. “That’s it. Come for me, girl. That’s what I need.” I purr that, coaxing her while I drive in and toy with her clit. “No mercy.”
I grind myself on her ass and sink my teeth into her already marked neck.
She moans and shudders into a long, hard, muscle-spasming climax.
I speed up, spearing in with more force, and the slap of my body into her softness, with my fingers stuffed into her mouth, the tightness of this hole…it’s pure fucking magic.
I finish with the blood roaring through me, with my come spurting into her ass, then pull out and watch her struggle to recover. Her hair has fallen forward over her bowed head, her legs shake, and her full breasts heave with every inhalation.
When I open both clamps and relocate them to her pussy lips, she flinches and makes more little weak noises. Her legs strain and fail to reach the floor properly. Her toes treadle.
My come is running down her thighs in thick, winding rivers, so I kneel to collect some and feed it into her open mouth with two soaked fingers, then paint her swaying breasts with the remains.
She pouts, frowning at me through the damp curtain of her hair.
I smile up at her, my destroyed angel, flicking both clamps as I stroke my reviving cock.
“Don’t go away.”
I pad away from her to the nearest faucet to wash before I take her cunt.
37
THE LAST DANCE
“Oh. Ohh. Ffff…” My hands open and close convulsively on the ropes as the orgasm rips through me. Ablaze with pleasure, I feel the web shake from the jerking of my body as much as from his thrusts. Kail hammers in three more times and gasps. His hands are wrapped around my thighs, tilting my lower body forward in the web as he pumps in another dose of come. His face contorts as he climaxes then grunts and pulls out of me, releases my legs. He retreats, staring.
