just have to find out.”
“How am I to be given to you?”
“Oh, that’s the best part,” he murmured, sliding two
fingers into her mouth and chuckling as she sucked on
them. “God, you are so sensual! You are given to me
blindfolded, gagged, and bound to my bed,” he told her.
“Completely helpless to whatever I might do to you. I
could bring in two or three men, or fuck your sweet little
ass, or just fall on you and fuck your pussy as if my life
depended on it.”
“I like that last one,” she whispered. “I’m not sure I
want another man touching me. Not after how you just
did.”
“We’ll see,” he murmured as he stood. “Now, the
fantasy continues. Let’s get you in place.”
She heard him move around, the sound of drawers
opening and closing before he returned to her.
Something was pressed gently against her lips.
“It has holes in it so you can breathe,” he told her.
“Open your mouth.”
Confused, Serena opened her mouth to ask what he
meant, and found the small ball pushed in. A muffled
protest came from the back of her throat as he secured
it around her head. He scooped her up and put her over
his shoulder.
Dangling from her waist, Serena felt dizzy. And
terrified. Her situation really hit home. She was with a
man she didn’t know. She couldn’t imagine that any of
the men she interacted with would be like this, and he
certainly seemed to have knowledge of the office and
company. He could keep her wherever they were. He
could keep her and no one would know. He could kill
her. Would anyone suspect? She had no way of
knowing.
A moment later, she was laid on a bed. She felt the
mattress dip under his weight as he secured her wrists
to a single tether. The mattress shifted as he left the
bed and pulled her legs where he wanted them—spread
out as far as he could and secured with tethers.
If she’d felt helpless on the bench contraption, that
was nothing compared to this. Curled over the support,
she felt as if her back protected her. Now she felt
completely exposed. Open. His. She moaned in need as
he climbed onto the bed to kneel between her legs.
“Serena? If you’re still all right, if you still want to
be submissive, then wrap your hands around your
tether.”
She couldn’t react fast enough. Her fingers closed
around leather.
“Good girl.” She heard rustling. “Until we’ve shown
each other our medical tests and know for certain that
the other is clean, I’ll wear a condom.” The mattress
shifted as he moved. “I’m clean, and after what you’ve
told me, I’m sure you are, but I want you to feel safe.”
As his hands landed on either side of her head, his
latex-covered cock teased her pussy. So soon? So
quickly? What about—His lips brushed her right ear.
“But, Serena, I can’t wait until I can take you without
it.”
His cock drove into her, fully and completely.
Serena arched off the bed to meet him. Well, she tried.
Bound as she was, her hips rose maybe three or four
inches. Again, she could only receive what he chose to
give.
“All I want to do is fuck you,” he growled. “I want to
fuck you until I can’t see straight.”
By his fifth thrust, Serena realized she couldn’t
even lift her hips. He was moving too hard and fast. His
chest rubbed against her breasts, still tender from the
clamps. The force of each entry hit her clit. His cock
filled her as he ground his pelvis against hers. Unable
to do anything but receive him, she took a deep breath
and relaxed as she had on the spanking bench.
Her pussy clenched around him. His breath was
warm against her ear.
“Don’t come, Serena,” he told her. “I haven’t given
you permission.”
She moaned. Oh, God! How could he do this to her?
She needed the release he’d given her last night. Surely
after everything he’d done to her today, he would let
her come!
“No, sweetheart,” he ground out, feeling the force of
his own climax
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