Stevie's Point of View
Ivan has told me to get on the bed. I don't know why. He has put something in my anus. I don't want to like the feeling. It still stings a bit. but as I walk to the bed, it sends sensations throughout my body. "Ahh." I quietly moan out. Ivan guides me face down onto the bed. He claims I'm getting a reward. What kind of reward requires me to be face down? I think to myself. A real reward would be letting me go home. "What are you doing to me?" I ask him.
Smack. He slaps my ass as an answer. Another sensation from the thing in my ass.
"Do you like the plug? How it feels as you move, and when I spank it?" Ivan asks me. If don't answer, he'll smack me again.
"Its different. I don't want to like it. I feel too full." I answer honestly.
He laughs. Actually laughs at me! "I knew you would. This is why you should trust me, Dove." He tells me.
He takes my ankles and pauses. "Get on your hands and knees in the center of the bed. Then put your ass up and head down." He directs me.
"Why?" I ask.
Smack. Smack. "This is to be a reward. I do not question me again, or I'll take the reward away." Ivan tells me. I can tell he is unhappy I keep questioning him. Good. Maybe if I keep it up, maybe he'll just let me go home. "Now." He tells me.
I do as he says. My ass is pointed up, my head is down and between my arms. He grabs my left ankle. He began to massage the calf and foot, binds it then repeats on the right side. "Bring me your arms. Between the legs." He directs. I don't fight him. I do as he says. He massages my arms before binding them as well. I can't move my appendages at all.
"I put you in spreader bars. This will keep you from moving for your reward." He answers my earlier question.
I feel the bed dip. Then I feel his hands roam my body once more. Then his hands begin to rub and massage my breasts. Then he plays with my nipples. Pulling and twisting. I feel his jeans, and erection rubbing against me. He continues the assault of my nipples. My body enjoys this. "Stop." I whisper to Ivan.
"Stop? You want me to stop?" He asks.
"Yes."
"Why? You do not like this?" He asks again
"No." I say. "I want to go home. I don't want this. You didn't even ask me. You just keep doing all this." I tell him. I should've stopped this sooner.
He reaches down to pussy, and plunges his fingers into my treacherous body. "I think you do like this." He tells me. Then I feel him move. His hands move to my hips. "I wont stop." He says. Then I feel his tongue licking my slit. His tongue roams the lips of my pussy. Stopping every so often to suck on my clit. It feels good. So good. I feel myself getting wetter. I hear myself moaning.
Stop, I tell myself, I can't like this. "Stop." I say in a moan. He inserts 2 fingers and they begin to move in circles. It feels good. I feel fuller. "Stop!" I say louder.
"You don't really want me too." He tells me. As dips his tongue in me. His finger moves to my clit. I feel my body tensing. I am about to cum. I moan louder.
"Please! Don't..." I beg him
"Don't what? Use your words, Dove."
Don't what? I don't want this, mentally. Physically I do. I don't know what I want. My brain isn't functioning. "Please...Don't. Don't make me do this." I say between pants. My orgasm is close. I feel the waves. He ignores my pleas. He thrusts his fingers in deep, thrusting faster and faster.
"Cum, Dove." As soon as the words are out, a rush of pleasure through my body captured me. I tried not to, but a moan escaped me as I felt the gushing of juices falling onto Ivan's fingers.
"Oh god." I whisper.
"Very good my Dove." Ivan said as he stood up. He walked to the head of the bed, placed his fingers into my mouth. "Suck." He instructed. I did as I was told. Ivan let out a moan of his own this time. I can see his bulge from the angling of my head. Maybe it'll get cut against his zipper, I hope.
He removes his fingers and I hear Ivan remove his clothes. Oh god. This is it. I feel the dip of the bed when he gets on behind me. His hands on my hips once more. I feel the head of his dick at my entrance. Oh god. this can't happen!
"STOP!" I yell. The only reply I get is a chuckle.