“Open your eyes and watch me.”
I obey.
“That’s right, babydoll, listen to your owner and I promise I’ll take care of you,” he says, reaching forward and rolling my nipple between his fingers like it’s routine.
Then, he drags his fingers slowly down my stomach, and presses the button on the vibrator. I flinch, wanting to press my legs together but not being able to, the ropes on my ankles holding me steadily in place.
Brian sits down on the bed before me, leaning back on one elbow. His hand wraps around himself, slowly moving up anddown. My head falls back to the sight of him stroking himself, his muscles on display for me only.He looks like a God, his body so perfectly shaped and his eyes holding that gleaming look.
I let out a cry as my body startsshaking in need.
“Fuck, I love those sounds you make.” He strokes himself faster now, his veiny hand holding his big cock. And the sounds coming from him, the whimpers, they make me go insane.
“Ahh, I love watching you like this, bonded to a chair, watching me touch myself to the thought of you. Mhm, you’re so sexy,Anastasia. I can’t wait to make you sound like that when I’m inside you.”
My head falls back as my body shakes uncontrollably, the ball in my mouth mufflingmy screams.
“Just like that, babydoll. Come for me, and keep watching me like a good girl.”
I want to rip myself from the chair and run, removemyself from the situation. But I don’t want to leave him, especially not when he’s the one I need.
“Do you still miss Matheo?” He asks, watching me closely, studying me while I struggle with the vibrator pressed against my clit.
A tear falls as I nod, hating him for forcing me to do this. He jerks himself faster.
“Good girl, keep being honest with your answers and I’ll make you feelso good.”
A moan escapes me.
“Has he ever made you this wet? Has he ever made you question your own likings and limits, has he ever let you drip all over a chair while watching him pleasure himself to you?”
I shake my head.
“Fuck, I’m so proud of you for doing this for me, baby.”
I come to his words, his praise. I start sweating as the vibrating continues.
“Yeah, keep coming for me,” he whimpers. “I can’t wait to sink my cock into you when I see how wet you get for me.”
He keeps asking me questions that make me feel ashamed, but praises me every time I answer truthfully. And he’s right, he turns me on in a way I didn’t know someone could. I have never been this soaked for anyone else.
I keep crying, not because of shameor anger, but because I need him. I need him to fuck me, toholdme.
He jerks faster and faster, building himself up until... “Fuck, I’m coming. Ahh, fuuuck!” Hegrowls loudly, the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. And it triggers me, another orgasm washing over me like a sudden wave at the sight of his cum landing on his abs.
My head spins as he comes closer and turns off the vibrator, removing the gagball from my mouth. I take a deep breath the next second as the situation lands on me.
He stands before me, the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on. And all I want isfor him to lay his hands on me.
“You did amazing, baby. You were so fucking good,” he says, removing the ropes from my ankles. The second they’re gone, I close my legs and my wetness lubricates my naked thighs as I rub them together.
“Did I say you could close your legs, Anastasia?” I open them immediately, hoping he won’t punish me again.
“Good girl.”
He removes the rest of the ropes before lifting me into his arms and kissing my forehead“I promised I’d make you feel good, didn’t I?”
I nod, still shaking in his arms as I’m pressed against his chest. His heart pounds against my body, my bare skin meeting his.
