Open up for me

He gasped as he felt the tip of her strap-on pushing against his entrance; sucked in his breath as he felt himself being spread wide to accommodate the girth of her cock.  It felt much bigger in his ass than it had when she’d used it to fuck his mouth.

Panting, he looked up her as she slowly, steadily impaled him.  She knelt between his legs, lifted up and pulled to his chest, out of her way, practically bending him in half and leaving his inexperienced hole open and uncomfortably vulnerable to her.

His hands were balled into fists above his head, and we was acutely aware of the tension of his bonds.  Thick rope held his wrists in place, and his ankles were tied to the wrought iron headboard above him, keeping them up and keeping his ass exposed.

He couldn’t get away.

His heart raced and his cock surged as that realization hit home.  There was nothing he could do to make this stop.  His body was completely hers, he was completely at her mercy.

He grunted as she eased past that tight inner ring, wincing with the burn of being forced open.  Her eyes darted up to meet his, and his heart jumped at the predatory gleam he saw there, the hunger in her gaze, the corners of her mouth turning upward, forming that wolfish, dangerous grin that both terrified him and turned him on.

But even though his face contorted in pain and his chest heaved as she violated him, she only smiled, relentlessly pushing her cock deeper and deeper into him.

Finally, once she was past that ring, she drove her hips forward, sinking the cock into him as far as it would go, her hips pressing firmly against him.

He tensed, and a choked scream escaped him.  His limbs strained against the rope that held him, seeming to move with a mind of their own, trying to protect the hole she was so thoroughly destroying.

But she didn’t give him time to recover, pulling almost all the way out before plunging all the way back into him.

Please!” he managed to cry out, struggling in earnest now.  For all the good it did him.

She didn’t even acknowledge him.  She simply kept fucking him with that excruciating rhythm, torturing and tormenting him, forcing her way into him.

But then, she stopped, her cock as deep into him as it would go.  He expected her to pull back out and shove it back in again, but she didn’t.  Instead, she pressed her hips against him, rotating them and swirling her cock around inside him.

His eyes shot open and he gasped as pleasure quickly replaced pain.  When she began thrusting again, it was much slower, much gentler, coaxing the pleasure from his raw, throbbing hole.

“That’s a good boy,” she said softly, her voice low and thick with lust.  “Open up for me.”

8 thoughts on “Open up for me

  1. That was an incredible read. Thank you!

  2. Polthus says:

    That is one very hot read Ma’am…this boy can only hope you will be gentle until he’s stretched to be properly fucked like this. I crave the training it will require and love being at your mercy. Just please, please, PLEASE, take it slow!

  3. Kavi says:

    Love the way you control his body… leaves me breathless!

  4. M. Fields says:

    A wonderful story. Hottest I’ve read in a long time. Love the position. Very effective and not escapeble. Just perfect for a right proper job. Can’t wait to try it.

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