Her body glistened in the dancing shadows of the room. The torchlight highlighted her natural curves to their simple perfection. He watched her from his chair, masked in the darkness of the far side of the room. There was no doubt that she could see him. Never was there a reason for him to hide, for here she was his and his alone. Just the sight of her reminded him of days past when she'd refused this side of herself with him. Always strong, proud, confident, yet in need of being dominated, broken, and used.
"You kept yourself away far too long, girl." He stood at last and moved to her with a predator's grace. His eyes drifted over her body, taking in the swell of her breast as her breathing deepened, the sweat on her flesh as it caught the flickering light, and the defiance still on her lips as she smiled.
"Too long for one of us." Her eyes shown that fierceness he had always found attractive, but the flush in her cheeks gave away her excitement.
"You can say that all you want, but you are here with me by your own choice." His fingers reached out and stroked along her arm and down to her side. The tremble in her body brought a wicked smile to his face. Goosebumps appeared along her flesh as her breath caught in her throat.
"One you may make me regret." She pulled hard at the chains but the held her tight.
His hand found her ass, pulling her close against his body as his whisper found her ear. "You will only regret walking out that door..." His breath tickled her ear and she sighed, catching herself and turning quickly, trying to bite at his neck.
Those perfect teeth raked his skin as he pulled away, his hand coming hard across her face, in a quick response. Redness spread where his hand struck and she looked at him, stunned at the force of it. If she was going to protest, it was stopped at the first sight of the knife he pulled from his pocket. The girl bit her lip where it was swelling as he caressed her flesh with the flat of the blade.
"Well, perhaps you need some breaking tonight." he turned and cut the thin material of her bra, watching it pop open revealing her breasts to the dancing glow of the torches. A few more cuts free'd the flimsy top from her body and he tossed it away.
"Bastard! Do you know what that cos..." her gasp cut off the words as he grabbed her breasts and trapped her nipples between his fingers, kneading them with his rough palms.
"No, and I don't really care." His hand slapped across her breast, the sting felt deep into his palm. Those luscious orbs swayed back and forth as he slapped them again. Even through gritted teach he could hear her moan.
From behind the post he pulled the flogger, dragging the soft leather straps along her breasts and stomach. She fought and moved away from the sensation, knowing her nerves were awakening and what the next few moments would bring. The air swished as she swung the flogger in a half stroke, slapping it across her side. She shrieked at the moment it hit, then shuddered and groaned out loud. The next hit from the leather straps landing on her breast and her knees gave way. Her eyes looked at him pleadingly, and though many would think this was to make him stop, he could tell by her saturated panties that she only wanted more.
The next moments were a blur of smacking sounds of the flogger hitting flesh, the air being cut by the soft leather strips, and the gasped moans of pleasure from the girl on the post as she rattled the chains as she pulled on them for support. Her flesh was red, warm, beautiful. Drool dripped from her lips to her breasts, making them sparkle in shades of that reminded him of the very fire of her earlier defiance.
He set the flogger down now, moving to her and caressing her bruised flesh. That defiance now gone, turned into pure delight and lust as he played his fingers across her abused flesh. His cock raged now, making a noticeable bulge in his slacks. She glanced down and saw it, the outline clear even in this dim light.
"Please..." she said with a look of need in her eyes, licking her lips in anticipation.
Pulling off the chains, dropping them to a lower hook as the girl fell onto her weakened knees. His cock jumped free as the zipper came undone. She gave him one last look of anticipation before opening her mouth for the coming assault.
"Welcome home.." he said as his fingers twined into her hair, holding her firmly in place as he slid his cock between her waiting lips.
Story By: mystermitch residnet
Photos By: mystermitch resident
Furniture Used: ::WS:: Bondage Post
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