"That's good, Kiddo. And how do you want to he fucked?"
I wasn't sure how to answer and hesitated, my panting growing ragged.
"How you want to be fucked Adora? Tongue? Fingers? Or do I get my balls-deep inside you, and pin your pretty brains to your skull?"
The image of that question conjured up was too much. I balled my hands into fists wanting to punch him for making me weak and submissive to him.
"What about you? How do your want it? I know a guy like you... blindfolds? Handcuffs? What else should I expect!" I almost yelled at him as I fought back tears. I wore a smug smile convincing him that I was strong enough to endure his torture. After that, I was going back home, my mother was right after all. I thought Aiden or Atlas or whatever his name was could be my only solace place. How mistaken I was.
"Enough noise, Kiddo. If you can't ask nicely for what you want, I think I'll shut you up. His fingers prised my mouth open, forcing something inside and then tying around at the back of my head. A ball of some kind? It was soft and rubbery against my tongue, but my mouth was held open against it. I was effectively gagged, and now my helpless moans were muffled.
"You look good like that kiddo, with your mouth held open." He smirked and I felt my blood boil. How bad I wanted to grip him and hit him hard for taking advantage of my naivety. I was a minor and he would find himself at the wrong side of the law of I ever reported him.
Suddenly, my phone buzzed and I wanted to reach my hand to pick it up but he was quick to grab it.
"You wouldn't want someone to disrupt our fun right?" He smashed it.
"Mmmmm!" I tried to say something but it was too late.
"The black card is in my possession now...I'll buy a new phone for you." He smirked devilishly.
After a moment, I again felt a sharp pain in the first one nipple and then the other. I tried to yelp, but couldn't. Then, my already sensitive nipples started to vibrate, gently at first. I was beginning to handle his exquisite sensation when the vibe increased violently. I convulsed, my hips bucking, my urgent cries blocked by my gag. I tried to speak but couldn't.
"Too late now, Kiddo. You had your chance to speak. No tears...you're brave than any other girl I've ever fucked before. Brave enough to have followed me to my den. Welcome to my world kiddo." He lifted my chin up as my tears moistened his palms.
He took a black scarf from underneath the quilt and blindfolded me. He then lifted my leg by the knee, passing something under it. A rope? A belt? A cuff? Blinded as I was, I couldn't tell. Then he does the same thing to my right knee. Abruptly, I found both legs being spread, parted at the knees, lifting me from the hip and displaying my throbbing p*ssy. For a moment, my weight was suspended quite painfully as my knees are pulled back and towards my face. But then he pushed something under my hip, a pillow or cushion supporting me and the pain subsided.
I lied, almost crucified on the bed, blindfolded, gagged, arms chained and legs bent almost doubled back on themselves, with my pussy splayed.
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"Not quite wide enough, I think," came Atlas's voice. And the ropes pulled my knees further apart. He adjusted the cushion under my hips, forcing my back to arch, pushing my hips higher and my dripping core was now even exposed. "That's better, Kiddo. Now I can see you properly.
Leaving me clueless, my body betrayed me and I was so ready for him. Frantic with arousal, crazy with lust, I just wanted him to plunge his cock inside me and pound away at my core.
Instead, I felt the lightest of touches. Fingers parted my pussy lips, stretching them wide. His face was so close to me. I felt his warm breath all over my swollen and pulsating labia, then his tongue curled around them, over and around, continuing on to my pussy where he pushed in, licking me inside. The pressure of his face against mine told me he was licking as deep as he was able to, probing with the tip and tasting my juices. His whole mouth fastened around me and he started chewing at me, his tongue working me all time as I heaved and struggled and squealed against my bonds, the gag, and the exquisite pleasure and pain of it all.
I tried to scream against the ball gag in my mouth, but it fought against me and only muffled cries escaped.
Then he withdrew, leaving me shaking and shuddering, hips jerking and bucking against my ties. My pussy was hot, drenched and engorged and I was desperate to have him inside me.
He removed the gag. " Anything to say kiddo?" He asked. "Any requests yet? You know you have to ask first."
My mouth was dry from the gag, and my jaw was aching badly from being held open, so I had trouble speaking. I wanted him to stop torturing me and I barely had time to wonder when he slipped something inside me. Sliding easily against my slick pussy lips, he inserted something, which for a moment, simply sat inside me. Then it also started to vibrate to a pulsating rhythm. An egg?
I convulsed again, but still, I was pinned.
"Calm down, kiddo. We've barely started." He probed with a finger inside me, pushing the vibe in deeper, pressing it in as far as it was to go. I felt immense pain and I flinched.
"Now kiddo, I want to hear you yelp for me." He turned the power-up and this time, the part-moan, part-howl that came from me was loud and long. Mercilessly, he wrapped his mouth around my clit, sucking hard at my swollen bud. I struggled and wiggled, trying to escape the sensation overload, but at the same time, glorying it.