I look at him with terror in my eyes and his eyes grow darker. Pulling on another chain, my legs are spread wide, and the seat is dipped to the back of the wall. I can feel the cold stone on my back.
“I can’t eat like this.” I whisper.
His fingers tease my hair and I watch as he inhales, his breath is on my neck, “no, but I can.” He whispers.
His hands grip my spread thighs and I’m terrified of what he’s going to do next. “Do you know my favourite thing about you, Dove?” I shake my head. “How fucking wet you get for me.”
“I’m not.” I cry as the first tears crawl down my face. He tips my head and crawls a finger up my cheek, tasting the tears that are silently dropping. “These are mine, you are mine.” He holds my chin until I look into his eyes, “now be a good little bird, while I eat my breakfast.” He licks his lips and as I watch the slow movement across his lips, my body betrays me and my pussy tingles with desire.
He stretches my legs wider and I wince at the pinch of pain that vibrates to my pussy.
He kneels before me, licking his lips, just staring at me. I wish my hands were free so that I could hide my face. His intense gaze makes me feel uncomfortable and seen. I was so used to being invisible that the attention he was giving me right now somehow seemed foreign, and I wasn’t sure if I liked it or not.
It feels like the world stops when he’s looking at me, I’m entranced by the hunger in his eyes, I shake my head, I need to remind myself that he’s not good, he’s the bad guy, even if he does make my heart pound with every dark look.
I can’t help but think of all the times I’d sat in a comfy chair in the quaint little bookstore and let my eyes pour across the pages of a book, the excitement from reading the main female lead in book getting kidnapped by the dashing male lead who did the most delicious things to her. I had gone home many times and thought about how the only way I could get turned on was the fantasy of these characters who didn’t exist, but now that it was my reality, I only had one thought: be careful what you wish for.
He still hasn’t touched me. Maybe he wasn’t going to. Maybe he just liked to scare me. He was still looking at me intently, only now his gaze had dropped to my dripping pussy.
I couldn’t hide the fact that the fear I felt turned me on. He could see it and it looked like he liked what he was seeing.
I couldn’t see what his fascination was. It was just the same genitalia that every woman had, but the way he looked at it, looked like it was the keys to the golden gates of heaven.
My body starts to relax because he just wants to look, that wasn’t what I thought he meant when he said he was hungry, I’m safe he’s not going to—a moan crawls from my body as I feel his hot, wet tongue press against my clit.
“Please, you don’t need to do this.” I wail as I feel him suck my clit between his teeth. Fuck, why does it feelso damn nice.
His tongue slides up and down my pussy and the rough, hot movement makes my body quake with desire. I knew I wasn’t supposed to enjoy this, but it felt better than straddling that damn bear.
He hums against my pussy and the vibrations of his tongue and the sound that comes from his throat hits my body in places that cause my entire body to shudder with need.
His head comes up, and he looks into my eyes as he slides a finger into my dripping hole that’s desperate to be fucked. “There isn’t one part of your body that I don’t want to fucking devour, little bird. You’re delicious.” His sweet words of encouragement almost make me forget he’s doing this against my will.
“You are mine.” He states as he pumps his finger in and out of me. I shake my head. “you don’t think you’re mine?” He asks.
“No,” I croak back, trying to hold in the moan that wants to rip from throat.
He slides in another finger and my head tilts back. Gasping with pleasure, he moves inside of me faster and faster until I can feel the build of desire curling in my stomach and then he stops—my head comes back down to look at him.
“See, you want to fucking cum for me, little bird, but do you want to know a secret?” I just look at him with my mouth gaping open. “You will cum when I say you can cum.”
I wasn’t sure I did want that, though, and I didn’t like how this man assumed he knew my body better than I did.
I couldn’t deny the attraction was there or the fact that every time he was near me my body reacted but I still wasn’t sure if I wanted what he said I wanted, I was forced to be here, last night was supposed to be the last time I stepped foot through his creepy doors. All I wanted was my boring life back. I was supposed to be back at work. Shit, work.
“I’m supposed to be at work.” I mutter. He, of course, ignores me, but what did I expect him to appeal to my woes and let me go.
“Where do you work?” He asks as he dips his nose against my pussy, sliding it through my pussy lips.
“Uh,” I can’t summon the strength to give him an answer as his tongue darts in and out of my pussy, finally making my body shudder with enough pleasure to tip me over the edge.
I expect him to stop but he doesn’t, his tongue crawls into my dripping hole lapping up everything I have to offer, the screams involuntarily rip from my throat but he doesn’t ease up, he drags his fingers across my thighs and I feel him press his face harder between my legs that throttle with desire.
My head is swimming with desire. A dizziness overtakes my entire body as I feel his teeth graze my pussy while his tongue massages the inside of my pussy to death.
The desire curls deep in my loins, the blood rushes to my head, his tongue laces across my walls in quick rough strokes.
“Fuck,” I scream as I feel a burst of energy climb its way through my body, it like a pipe is bursting and as I finally burst through the most intense orgasm of my life, it’s like I see stars, I’m still shaking as the desire pours into his mouth but it’s like I’m not even here anymore, I’ve left my body and I’m in a daze as I watch him lick his lips hungrily.
