by Taylor Lee
Bai chuckled as he closed the gap between them. He pulled her hard up against him and growled in her ear.
“Really? My assumption is, given the naughty little girl you are, the presence of the warlord is irresistible. Ah, and look here, cherie, it seems as though he has brought his toys.”
Elena looked where he was pointing and to her surprise saw the red lacquered box on the end of the bed. She pushed back hard against his chest with both hands and twisted away from him, looking for a place to run.
Bai laughed at her fruitless attempt to retreat. He grabbed her from behind and tossed her up over his shoulder.
“Bai, damn you. Put me down!”
He laughed when she swore at him and beat furiously against his back.
Holding her legs firmly with one hand, he reached up and snapped the crop against one bare ass cheek, then the other. She shrieked in shock and fought against him. He reached the edge of the bed in two large steps and tossed her to the middle of the mattress. She jumped to her hands and knees and moved back, her eyes dark with anger--and desire. He only laughed harder, then climbed up on the bed and grabbed her and flipped her on her back. He crawled up on top of her, covering her body, his weight taking her breath. Grasping her hair with one hand, he twisted it hard, bringing her face up next to his.
“Don’t fight me, naughty girl. You know you can’t win.”
With one hand, he opened the red box and took out the wrist and ankle restraints.
“Ah, look, what do we have here? Just what I need to tame my little spitfire, oui, cherie?”
He captured her hands and pinned them above her head. With a quick twist, he snapped a cuff on each of her wrists.
She struggled harder, tossing her head from side to side bucking up against him.
“I don’t want to do this, Bai. I’m angry!”
“Ah cherie, non, non, non. You act as though you have a choice in the matter. Fille foolis, silly girl.”
He tossed the long ties around the bedposts and expertly tied the restraints. Ignoring her shrieks and furious kicks, he grabbed her ankles, stripped off her stockings and shoes and within seconds secured her legs to the corner posts at the foot of the bed. When he finished tying her down, he looked at her naked spread eagled body and growled at the erotic picture she made.
Her wild fiery hair was splayed against the white down pillows, her face and chest were flushed with anger and, he knew, also, with desire. He ran his fingers over the tight peaks of her nipples and pinched them hard. When she shrieked, he laughed and dragged his hand across her stomach and rested his fingers between her legs. He gazed at the slick wet folds of her pussy, the cream running down the inside of her thighs, and didn’t try to cover his hard groan, his throbbing cock. Christ, how could anyone be more beautiful, more fucking desirable?
“Ah, bebe. Do you have any idea how beautiful you look? How erotic? Such a feisty, naughty little girl. Fighting so hard even when you know you can’t win; don’t want to win. Yes, jolie fille? You pretend you don’t want me, that you don’t like being tied down. You pretend you don’t like being a beautiful prize laid out for my enjoyment, my pleasure. But your body, cherie, your tempting luscious body betrays you. Look at the sweat here between your breasts. And, here, the cream running between your legs. Mm hmm, just the smell of you gives you away, tells the tale of your desire. ”
She twisted helplessly, writhing against the restraints. Then her breathing changed and with a hard moan, she thrust her hips up to reach his groin, panting, trembling.
He grinned and leaned down, licking around the sensitive ridge of her ear.
“Now what, petite puta? What does my pretty little whore want now? You want me to touch you? How about if I touch you with this?”
He picked up the crop and ran the soft feathered end over the tips of her breasts, smiling when they tightened in hard beads. When she moaned and strained against the soft tickling pressure, he stepped back and flicked the leather tails across her breasts, once, then twice. She cried out and tried to pull back, but he snapped the whip again, this time a flick over her bare silky mound.
He laughed at her shocked gasp.
“Hmm, petite amie, you like that? The soft touch of the feathers followed by the flick of the whip? Against your sensitive nipples, like this? And then against your sweet little pussy, like this?”
“Oh God, Bai. That feels…Oh my God. I…I need you. I want you, now, right now!”
“Fille folle, silly girl. Now you want to come? First you taunt, tease those men, and then you challenge me? And now you want me to let you come? As though that is your decision, your choice? Hmm, bebe, one would think you are not tied down, waiting for me to decide what to do with you. What should I do, petite puta? Suckle your nipples until they ache for relief? Lap up the juices from your dripping pussy? Lick and bite this hard little nub until you beg for mercy? Let you come? Let your hot little body shatter with excitement?”
“Yes, Bai. God, yes. Do that! All of that. Oh my God, I want you, I want you now.”
Elena tossed from side to side, pulling against the restraints, arching her groin up next to his.
“Please, Bai. Don’t tease me. I need you. Oh God, oh yes, keep doing that, don’t stop.”
Bai chuckled and spread the folds of her cunt open and buried his tongue deep inside. The more she thrashed and cried out the harder, deeper he thrust, sucking, licking and biting her weeping folds. When her gasps turned to shallow pants, he drove his fingers deep inside and settled in over her clitoris. He grasped the throbbing nub and suckled it mercilessly with expert licks and nips of his tongue and teeth. Her body responded with another rush of sweet, musky cream. She cried out in dismay when he pulled back, moved to the side of the bed.
He stood up, stripped off his shirt and toed off his boots. He stood for a moment staring down at her lust filled eyes; her trembling lips red and puffy from biting on them then unbuttoned his pants and shoved them to the floor. His raging cock jumped up hard and long against his stomach, reaching up past his navel. It was red, pulsing, milky fluid weeping from the swollen tip.
He crawled back up on top of her, straddling her chest. He rubbed his cock against her lips chuckling when she thrust her head forward, trying to grasp it with her teeth, suck on it.
“Ah, bebe. Now you see how little control you have. I make the decisions. This is what happens when I tie you down. Merde that is why you love being tied down, isn’t it, puta? Your decision is not if you will scream my name in passion, but how loudly you will scream. Not if you will come, but how many times I will let you come. And my love, I intend to torment you tonight, make you pay for every one of those teasing looks, every time you challenged me, oui?”
She moaned loudly, fighting tears of frustrated lust.
He scooted back to her side and looked inside the red box and grinned at what he saw.
“The warlord’s little whore must be naughty indeed, much like someone I know. Always teasing, always taunting. She likes crowds of men trailing after her. Mmm, she is a greedy little puta. I think she wonders what it would be like to have two men. One man, oui. But more than one? Is that what you want, Elena, two men--two men fucking you? Would you like that?”
He dragged a flesh colored dildo from inside the box. Elena pulled back, her eyes wide with surprise.
Bai held it in his hands and played it between his fingers, rubbing up and down the length of it. He looked back in the box and grinned when he pulled out a silver tin. He opened the tin and sniffed the exotic, musky odor.
“Hmm, smell this, Elena. It smells like your pussy. Like someone captured your sweet, erotic smell. He shook his head and mused aloud, contemplating the cream and the dildo.
“Ah, now I see how the warlord handles his little whore. Mm hmm. This is how he entertains her, lets her know what it feels like to have two men. That is smart, a wise decision for a man who will not share his petite amour.”
He reached down and grabbed Elena’s face. His
voice was harsh, raspy with emotion.
“This is the only thing besides me that will ever be inside of you. Do you hear me, Elena? Do you understand?”
She nodded and licked her lips. Her eyes were dark with desire. She was making soft, mewling sounds twisting and turning her body in frustration. Bai rubbed the end of the dildo across her wet pussy smiling at her groans of pleasure. He took the wet rubbery cock and stroked it across her lips.
“Open your mouth, bebe. Suck it. Suck it the way you suck me. Suck all the juices off of it. That’s the way, fille. Like that!”
He drew the artificial cock across her breasts, teased her nipples with it then dragged it down between her legs. With one hand, he spread her pussy lips and moved the head of the rubber phallus up and down her outer lips, eliciting a sharp cry of pleasure from Elena’s parched throat.
“Not as long as my prick, or as thick, oui, bebe? But still good? Hmm, should I move it like this, past these sweet lips, these musky folds? You want me to rub up inside of you, here, in this special place? Ah yes. Mmm, you like that, don’t you, Elena? Mon dieu, listen to you!”
Bai’s breath echoed her shallow pants. Looking at her flushed face, her rosy chest, her quivering legs as she strained against the ties, he didn’t know how much longer he could keep from taking her. His cock was rigid, a flaming poker. God damn, he needed to be inside of her! He took the nubby end of the dildo and rubbed it around her clit. She screamed and thrust her hips up as a fresh rush of moisture spilled down her thighs.
“You want this up inside your pussy? You’ll need to spread your legs, cherie, wider, even with the restraints you can spread them wider, can’t you? That’s a good girl. That’s the way. Mmm, what a good girl you are.”
“Bai, this… this won’t work. I have to come. I need to come! You don’t understand, Bai, I…I am right…right on the edge. Oh, God, darling, I want you!”
“You do? Bien! Good, Elena, because I want you. I want you so fucking bad, in the worst way. I want you in the dirtiest way I can have you!”
He loosened the ties and heaved her body up and over laying her on her stomach. He leaned down and growled in her ear.
“The warlord tells me his little puta is a naughty girl, a dirty girl. Are you a dirty girl, un sale fille, Elena?”
A massive shudder shook her body as she pressed her face against the counterpane, gasping for breath. He ran his hands over her back, up her thighs. Her skin was sweaty, a sweet musky smell emanating from her fevered body.
“Will you show me how dirty you are, Elena? Would you like his cock in your cunt and my hard prick up in your ass? That would be a good thing for a dirty girl, yes? Say yes, Elena, tell me, is that what you want?”
She groaned and twisted her body against his trying to work his hard cock against her ass.
“Non, non, mon dulce femme. Tell me, say it, Elena. Tell me where you want the warlord’s cock? Where, mon amour?”
“In…in my…Oh God, yes. I want it in my pussy.”
“Mmm, and my prick? Where do you want my hard prick, Elena?”
“I…want you, Bai. I want you in my ass!”
“Ah, bebe, mais oui. You want to show me how dirty you are; how dirty you can be? Let’s do that then. Shall we, Elena? ”
He loosened the restraints and removed the cuffs from her ankles and wrists.
“I need to untie you, sale fille. You will need to help the warlord, help get his dick inside of you. Do you understand?”
He pulled her up on her knees and pressed her chest against the bed, raising her ass in the air. He reached underneath her and put the dildo in her hand.
“Here, sweet, bebe. Let me help you. We will put this inside of you, oui? Like this!”
He nestled the dildo just inside her pussy, then grabbed her ass cheeks in both hands and pulled her hips up higher, closer to him. He wedged his thighs between her legs, spreading her knees apart.
“Mon dieu! Holy Christ, Elena, look at your ass, your gorgeous ass!”
He flicked the whip at her round, firm cheeks. He groaned when she shifted her bottom up to meet the snap of the crop. He flicked it again and again, painting soft pink stripes on her pale globes, and then rubbed the sting away with the feathery end of the crop. Her cries of pleasure were deep, guttural, and needy.
“Ah, you like that, Elena? Does that feel good? Do you want more, more like this?”
He spread her cheeks and ran the feathers up and down the crease of her ass, then nudged the tip inside the tiny hole--teasing, testing. She cried out but arched up, her body begging for more. He moved from cheek to cheek, kissing, biting the soft sensitive skin, reveling in her hungry cries, drowning in the pleasure of her throaty moans.
He held her cheeks apart and rubbed the oily cream up and down her crack. He teased her tight puckered hole with one slippery finger and then added another sliding both digits in and out. Her breath came in hard raspy pants and she spread her knees wider, arched her ass higher. He whispered sweet crooning words in her ear, tickling the sensitive skin with his tongue. When he felt her relax, he added a third finger in her ass, stretching her, preparing her.
When she cried out resisting the pressure, he held her tight and whispered, “You know what to do, don’t you, bebe? You know how to take me like this, don’t you?”
“But it hurts, Bai, it always hurts.”
Sloshing rough handfuls of the oily cream up and down his burgeoning cock, he pressed the swollen end against her tight little hole.
“Ah, oui, it hurts at first. But just till we get past here, right, ma cocotte? Don’t clench down. You need to let me in, petit amour, let me in so I can go high up inside of you; hard and high and deep! But first we have to get by this tight little place, oui, cherie? We need to change the pain to pleasure, to dirty girl pleasure. Yes. Elena? Oui, mon amour?”
He pulled back, resting his cock against the outside of her hole and grabbed her hand that was holding the dildo and pressed it against her slick folds.
“Now, dulce bebe, let us see what the warlord’s dick is doing. Is he filling your beautiful cunt? Seeing how high, how deep he can go? Bien. And while he does that, I want to touch you here on this sensitive nub that drives you crazy when I rub it, oui?”
He ran his oily fingers around her throbbing clit as he helped her move the dildo in and out of her sensitive folds. Using her moans and mewling cries as a guide, he helped her find the erotic place inside her cunt that had her gasping for breath.
“Ah, oui, now that the warlord has found your sweet spot, now all we need is for me to enter your ass and stroke it from the other side, oui, ma belle femme?”
Bai waited until he felt her cunt clench the dildo, grasp it, suck it in. When her soft moans turned to groans and her breath quickened he knew her orgasm was close. He spread her cheeks and pressed the swollen end of his cock up against the tight pucker of her ass. When she clenched down, he smacked her ass cheek hard and pushed in a little more.
“Non, non. Don’t tighten. Don’t resist me, oui, cherie?”
Moving the dildo faster, he waited for her anus to relax, loosen.
“I love you, Elena. I want to come up inside of you, cherie. Now, bebe, now.
She sobbed and he felt her clench again, but then release.
“Oui, bien, cherie. Feel me now? Just a little more and then I can come high inside you. When I tell you, take a deep breath and push out against me, yes, cherie? Mmm. Now, Elena, a deep breath, now! Push, amour, push hard.”
Bai grasped her hips and drove his hard cock past the tight pucker, the exquisitely tight circle of nerve endings, and entered her ass. He heard her cry and knew it hurt, but also knew how quickly the pain became pleasure. He waited, breathing hard, grinding his teeth to hold back his thrusts, letting her tight channel become accustomed to his thick, hard cock, to stretch around his erotic invasion.
Hearing her quick pants, her shuddering gasps, he rubbed her clit between his fingers and thumb and helped her move t
he dildo, faster, higher in her cunt.
“That’s good, Elena. Feel how good the warlord is? So good! God, look at the way he is fucking you! I can feel his cock next to mine. Christ, bebe, with him in your cunt and me in your ass, you are so tight, so goddamn tight!”
He longed to thrust up inside of her, to let go, to bury himself deep in her ass. But he held back murmuring soft words, working the dildo in and out rubbing against the sensitive place in her cunt. His heart leapt when he heard her gasp and could tell from her deep hard pants that her orgasm was near. Then he felt her move, tighten around him, begin to milk his cock. It was the signal he had been waiting for, the message from deep in her body that he could move, thrust. He could let go, go higher! Christ, yes!
She cried out.
“Oh, God, Bai. Like that, love! Please, like that!”
“Do you want, me, Elena? Do you want me to fuck you, fuck you hard? Like this? Oh bebe, tell me you want it like this, please, please!”
She spread her knees wider, raised her ass and began to thrust against him, squeezing the dildo in her pussy, her tight muscles milking his cock.
“Fuck me, Bai! Now, darling! I want you to fuck me now! Yes! Yes, like that. Oh, God, yes. Like that!”
He pulled back to her entrance, then with one long hard thrust filled her ass and began to drive in and out, all the way out then back in--hard and high. He felt his balls tight against his ass and knew he couldn’t hold back.
“Come with me, bebe. Come with me, Elena. Come with me now!”
He heard her sobbing cries, felt the shuddering waves of her orgasm flooding over her grasping his cock, so hard it stole his breath. Gasping for air, he filled his lungs and then with a roar, he let go. Banging against her ass, he thrust in and out faster, harder, groaning, grunting; harsh low animal growls rising from deep in his chest. And then his shouts joined hers. Thrusting higher, deeper than he ever believed he could, he exploded, shooting wave after wave of hot cum high up in her ass.
