by Lucy Rinaldi
Shit!
This is such a turn-on, the fact he’s restraining me, holding my hands behind my back, and choking me, making my hips move involuntarily. I struggle against him, trying to pull my hands from his grasp, but he won’t let go. He just smiles against my mouth and bites my lip... hard! “Shit! Blake, please let me touch you” I don’t care how much it sounds like I’m begging, because inside that’s exactly what I’m doing.
“All in good time, baby” He says as he lets go of my throat. My hands are still held firm in his as he turns me around, so my backs against his chest. My hands find his cock hard in his pants. I stroke him up and down, and I hear his sharp intake of breath in my ear as he kisses my neck. “Bad girl” He says as he lets go of my hands. I smile to myself and push my ass back against him. He moans loudly in his throat as his hands skim down my arms until they finally rest on my hips. I can see him watching me in the floor length mirror; his eyes scan me like I’m some erotic creature. “Strip” How does he make that one word sound so seductive? Slowly I lift my T-shirt over my body, my stomach, my naked breast, and then over my head. I let it slip from my fingers, falling to the floor. His eyes widen with lust. I watch his lips curl into a dirty smirk as his hand travels down my right shoulder, making me shiver both hot and cold. Every muscle in my body has gone tight and I’m so wet right now. I can’t drag my eyes away from his; I just can’t look away because I can hardly believe he’s here with me. I feel his thumbs slide into the waistband of my pajama bottoms. I gasp as he pushes them down my legs; I automatically step out of them while he stares at me still through the mirror. I’m utterly naked in front of him and I feel so sexy right now; his eyes scan my body up and down full of appreciation. “You are so beautiful” I close my eyes and shudder. I still find the fact he says I’m beautiful hard to hear. He grabs my face between his fingers and brings his lips next to my ear. “Believe me” God, his breath is such a whisper that it sends hot tingles to my groin. I can feel how wet he’s making me, and I long for him to touch me.
“I do” I whisper against him. I don’t know why but I believe that to him I am beautiful. I feel his smile against my neck as he kisses me. His right hand travels up and down my back, making me moan and bite my lower lip. How can something I’ve feared for so long now turn me on? He pulls me back against his chest, hard! “Ah!” Slowly he slides his hands down my arms, it’s so seductive and slow that I want to scream! God, this is so hot! His hands find mine, pushing my hands over my body with his, across my stomach, down to my thighs and back up again toward my breasts. The tingle in my groin is threatening to push me over the edge! I grind my ass into him making him moan against my ear, and all I can think is how much I want him inside me right now. My hearts racing so badly it feels like it’s coming out of my chest! He slowly pushes my hands over my breasts; our eyes lock again in the mirror, the lust in his eyes, his desire for me, so obvious in the way he’s looking at me.
“Show me how you pleasure yourself” His voice is so cool and calm. How does he do that when I’m practically having a heart attack? My hearts pounding so badly it’s unreal. I smirk and run my fingers over my already erect nipples, twisting and pulling at them as he watches me teasing myself. I feel his hand on my ass stroking my cheek, making me grind against him again, moaning loudly. I slide my right hand slowly down my body, over my stomach and between my legs; my fingers circle my clit, round and round slowly. I can feel his rock hard cock through his pants against the small of my back, and every nerve ending in my body pricks and stands to attention. God, how I wish he’d strip, I want to feel his skin against mine. My body’s rife with want, and I want him! His eyes burn into me as my fingers assault my own body. “Fuck, Mercy!” His voice is so full of want for me that I can’t help but move my hips against him, I’m moaning so loudly, and I’m so wet that I can feel my arousal all over my fingers. I’m so close to coming that I have to slow the rhythm of my fingers against my clit, I can’t come so soon I need to feel him for as long as I can.
“Blake, please” I can’t bear this any longer, I want him and I want him now! I feel him rip his jacket from his body and drop it to the floor followed by his shirt. Oh God, that sweet skin to skin contact, his silken chest against my back, God it feels so good. I close my eyes as my head falls back against his shoulder. “Please, I need you” My body’s screaming out to him, I want him so badly I’d do anything right now. He grabs my face and turns me round so we’re face to face. He’s such a heavenly sight, I could get lost in those big blue eyes of his. He takes my hand and brings it to his lips. Oh Fuck! He takes my fingers in his mouth, sucking and licking.
Dirty Bastard!
I’ve just played with my clit with those fingers! But fuck, it’s so erotic, the feeling of his warm mouth on my fingers makes me burn inside. I bite my lip as he sucks harder on my fingers. I have the urge to touch him. I start rubbing his cock through his pants again, he’s so hard and I’m so hot right now. My fingers fall from his mouth as he gasps at the way I’m touching him. He grabs the back of my neck, pulling me toward him; his lips meet mine with such force it hurts. I moan against his lips as his tongue assaults my mouth. I can hardly keep up with him. I grab the zipper of his pants, frantically fumbling, trying desperately to rip his pants from his body. He finally takes pity on my feeble attempt to undress him, breaking our kiss he pushes my hands away. Lifting his right leg he pulls off both his shoe and sock, and then repeats the same with his left. Then in the blink of an eye his pants and boxer briefs are in a pool on the floor. He hasn’t taken his eyes off me the whole time. My eyes travel greedily up and down his body, stopping at the sight of his cock, hard, thick and long. He really is the biggest man I’ve ever seen! “Like what you see?”
“God, yes I do. Now stop teasing me and use it. Abuse me. Fuck me hard!” His eyes widen with lust as his lips curl into a wicked half smile, and I’m panting like crazy, my breathing is so erratic my body’s heaving. He grabs my throat and I gasp and close my eyes, both my hands grab his. “AH...!” Jesus Christ, I think I might come right now!
“Is this what you want, Mercedes? You want me to abuse you, like this?” His voice is so strong and authoritative, sending chills down my spine. God, this is what I like, punishment, and I want his punishment so badly right now. I want him to abuse me so badly it hurts!
“Ah! Yes!” My voice is barely audible as I gasp, but I want this so bad, I want him to hurt me. “Hurt me, please” I want him to hurt me so good that I’ll never forget it. “Punish me, for leaving you. Please, Blake”
“Turn around” I do as he orders. God his order! I like this Blake, forceful, authoritative, and so sexy. “You do exactly as I tell you, the moment I tell you to do it. Do you understand?” Oh. My. God! I think I might passout, this is beyond hot!
“Yes, I understand” Holy fuck! The tingles throughout my body are too much, I’m hot and I’m cold, Jesus, I’m on fire!
“Walk over to the bed, place both your hands on the bar, bend over and hold it tightly. Part your legs slightly and wait. Do you understand?” Wait? Is he crazy! How am I meant to wait I’m practically screaming, my body's so high it hurts! “Do you understand, Mercedes?!”
“Yes. Yes I understand” I walk over to my bed and grab the bar at the bottom, spreading my legs just slightly for him. My body is racked with want and desire, and wonder at what this man is going to do to me. I watch as he walks behind me and just stands there looking at me. Jesus, touch me; please touch me. God, why won’t he touch me? “Blake, please”
“Hush, baby girl. Hush” Bastard! “You look so good like this, Mercedes”
“Blake” I whine like a child, because right now I’m so turned on I could scream!
“Ssshh” I turn my head to the side to look at him, all I see is the wicked smile on his face as he walks toward me. His hand strokes my back, fuck it sends Goosebumps all over my body, and I can feel his cock against my ass, pushing against me, not penetrating me but letting me know what’s com
ing. God I want this, boy do I want this. I moan as his hands travel down my back and over my ass, until his fingers slide into me, feeling how wet I am.
“Mmm” I bite my lip as he grabs my braid, wrapping it around his wrist, pulling me back against his fingers, pushing deeper into me, slowly working me up higher. “Ah...!”
“Ssshh, baby. Hush now” His voice is no more than a whisper in my ear. I want to scream, he’s torturing my body, and I’m so wet and turned on my arousal is falling from me like a burning fountain. “Does this feel good, Mercedes?”
“Mmm, yes” He pushes his fingers in and out of me hard and fast, making me cry out “Ah! Oh...” My hips move of their own accord fucking his fingers, and it feels so good. God, I’m so close to coming! “Please. Ah...!” He pulls his fingers out of my body so quickly, that I almost came from the sensation! I feel his wet fingers across my ass; I wither with want beneath his touch. His finger corkscrews my asshole, stretching me perfectly.
“I’m gonna fuck you here. Hard!” Oh sweet Jesus! I feel him against me, and with my hair still wrapped around his wrist, he pulls me back against him hard. Fuck! He slams into my ass so hard, I scream.
“FUCK! Oh my God. Fuuuck!” Shit, this hurts so good, my eyes start stinging from the pain, and I’m holding onto the bar of my bed so tightly my knuckles have gone white! He grabs my hip with his right hand and pulls me back onto him so hard I can hardly bear it, I can’t breathe. This really is perfect torture! I like being fucked in the ass as much as the next person, but no ones ever fucked me this hard there before! He thrusts hard into me then stills, then again and again each time pulling my hair back. “Ah! Please...” He thrusts so hard into my ass that my stomach hits the metal bar of my bed with such force I scream! I’m so hot, so damn hot I can’t catch my breath! He suddenly pulls out of me so sharply. He lets go of my hair and pulls me by my hips back against him, my back to his chest. My eyes are no longer in focus, my minds lost to this sensation.
“I’m gonna fuck you this way, baby”
“Hmm” My minds scattered, I can’t think of anything other than what he’s doing to me, I can’t even speak. As hard as he fucked me he was so tender at the same time, how is that possible? Men in the past have never fucked me the way Blake just did, they’ve always used my body for their own pleasure. This man amazes me.
He pulls me down onto the floor until we’re both on our knees. “Sit on my cock, baby girl” Shit! I don’t think I have the strength to move. Somehow I found the strength from somewhere, I managed to sit up on my heels and lower myself onto him. My hands on his thighs, steadying myself as I take him slowly inch by inch, both of us gasping as he pulls me down further onto him by my hips. He moans loudly as he fills me with his delicious cock, so long, thick and oh so deep inside of me. He holds me around my waist tightly against him with his head resting against my back, as I slide my legs back so my knees are on the floor once more.
“God, I’ve missed feeling you inside of me.”
“I’ve missed being inside of you”
“Please move” I feel his smile against my shoulder.
“Beg, baby. Beg, tell me what you want”
“God please, Blake. Ah! Please move. Fuck me, please!” Goddamn him!
“Mmm, good girl”
Oh Shit!
He grabs my hips, pulls back his own and slams into me hard! His hips push me up off him as his thrusts connect with my body. “Fuck me, Blake. Ah! Harder, please. Harder!” I’m so turned on and hot I can feel myself ready to come, but it’s like he knows and just as I think I can’t stop myself from coming, he stills himself taking the edge off my impending orgasm. “Put your hands on the floor in front of you” I moan as I lean forward, pressing my hands into the floor. He spreads my ass cheeks and moves me up and down on and off him slowly. “Jesus, fuck. I wish you could see what I can see right now, my cock sliding in and out of your pussy so perfectly.” I groan loudly. “I think I may have to film this next time, so we watch the playback together” My body is too high, his words have my clit pounding. I can’t stop moaning, nor grabbing at my right breast. He suddenly pulls me up and back against him. “So fucking perfect”
“Blake, please. Fuck!” I sob in frustration. “Please I need to come. I want to come for you. Fuck me faster, faster please” I can’t take anymore, I need this faster. He moans loudly, as he grabs, he pulls his hips back and thrusts into me harder, faster, pressing his fingertips down on my clit at the same time.
“Come, baby. Come hard for me” Holy Shit! I’m spiraling out of control, my orgasm taking over my whole body, the feeling of his fingers pressed against me make it more lingering.
“Oh my god. Fuck! Yes. Yes, Blake...!” I scream his name as I come spectacularly around him. My body thuds so hard from the aftershocks that it hurts. He snakes, one arm around my waist and grabs my throat hard with the other hand, holding me tight and still as he thrusts one last time hard into me. His cock throbs against the walls of my vagina as he stills himself and cums so hard and so violently inside of me I scream again in pleasure. Our body’s heave in time with each other.
“Mercy, Fuuuck!” The sound of my name on his lips as he comes is a heavenly sound. He lets go of my throat but keeps his arm around my waist, my head lolled back against his shoulder, both of us breathing heavily, his cock still inside me, and it burns deep inside with the after effects of his brutal fuck. I can’t seem to gather my thoughts I feel like I’m somewhere in next week! “Rough enough, baby?” He asks as his fingertip lazily strokes the self-inflicted scar on my left hip.
“Mhm hmm” A smile sneaks across my face. That was Amazing!
“Next time, I’ll really abuse you” He whispers in my ear. Jesus Christ! Really abuse me? I wish! God, he could abuse me however badly he wanted to! “Bath or shower?”
“Bath” I breathe through my lips. I’m so groggy I can barely move as he lifts me off him. Our body’s are so glazed in sweat; hot sweat the kind you get from a hard workout, and I feel like I just woke from a nineteen year coma! He takes my hands in his and pulls me to my feet and kisses my forehead. I smile at him because I suddenly feel like a giddy school girl in love with her teacher.
I watch him in wonder as he fills the bath with water and bubble bath. I have to smile, I don’t really like bubble bath but he seems to love it. I don’t complain because I love sharing a hot bath with him. He flicks the water with the tips of his fingers to make sure the temperatures right. He’s so wonderful and caring toward me, it makes my heart flutter. He’s so attentive to every tiny detail; I am in total awe of him. He takes my hand and helps me into the burning water. Everything below my stomach burns and stings, but I relish the pain. “Are you not getting in with me?”
“You want me to?”
“Yes. Is that a bad thing?”
“No, baby, it’s not a bad thing” He smiles at me his beautiful face splitting smile. I love his smile, it makes those blue eyes sparkle. I scoot forward, allowing him to climb in behind me. His hands slide across the sides of the bath as I lay my head back against his beautiful silken chest and sigh contently to myself. This kind of tender human contact is not something I’m used to from any man other than Blake. I honestly never thought I would like it as much as I do. “You okay, baby?” He asks as he gently kisses my head.
“Yes, I feel happy”
“Really?”
“Yes, really”
“Me too,” I feel his smile against my head, as he kisses me again so tenderly. I smile to myself. “Why did you ask me to abuse you?” Erm.....!
“I don’t know. I like it rough, and I wanted you to hurt me like I hurt you. I wanted to feel the pain I caused you”
“Baby, for you to feel even a tiny portion of the pain you caused me when you left me, I’d have to torture you and then kill you” He laughs to himself, and I’m kind of wondering how that’s funny? The thought of him torturing me for real makes me flinch. It makes me think of Elijah and his idea of torture.
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“Please don’t be scared. I would never hurt you like that, Mercy. I like it rough too, but I won’t do the things he did to you. I love you. You’re my girlfriend not my punch bag” I feel a little weird, punishment sex is all I know. Painful, hard fucking, and the sad truth is, I like it. Although Blake does fuck me like that, it feels different with him; he’s gentle and caring, but punishing in the most wonderful way.
“But I asked you to do it and you did. If you don’t want to hurt me like that why did you oblige?”
“Is that the way he would fuck you?” Bastard! I asked first!
“No. Not like that, he was worse, much worse. I like what you did, it felt so good” The truth is, I did like what Blake did so much more than what Elijah used to do to me. Even when Blake’s fucking me like he just did, he still makes me feel like I’m the only girl in the world.
