Vince was eyeing her naked body so intently that she wasn’t sure
whether she was embarrassed or turned on by his stare. When he said “very nice” in that sexy, deep voice of his, it was nearly her undoing. She wanted to peel off his clothing and see for herself how magnificent his naked body would be. It was killing her to do nothing, but she managed to convince herself to wait for his next command.
“Sir?” Was it bad that she was impatient? She could feel the
evidence of her arousal slowly dripping down her inner thighs. She had
already been on edge so when he had slipped his finger between her legs, gathering her juices, she’d nearly come undone right then and there. His intent stare was driving her to near insanity, but perhaps that was the idea.
He smiled down at her, cupping her cheek in his palm. His thumb traced her lower lip and by instinct she nipped at it, sucking it into her mouth. His breath hitched and his eyes grew darker. She swirled her tongue around his thumb, teasing.
Pulling his thumb from her mouth, he took a menacing step towards her. Instinctively, she took a step back, keeping a solid foot between their bodies. His jaw clenched and she immediately knew she shouldn’t have
stepped back. Was he going to punish her? If so, then how? A mixture of fear and excitement rushed through her as she thought of all the things he could do to her.
He took one more step, but this time she held her ground, allowing him to close all distance between them. Vince grabbed her ass in his hands and pulled her pelvis up tight against his; she could feel the ridge of his long, thick, erect cock, straining to be freed from his pants. Oh God, she wanted it!
She knew she should be leaving as quickly as her boots from hell could take her, but she couldn’t. She didn’t want to. She wanted this and, when all was said and done, she knew she could blame her actions on
wanting the story. But, in actuality, she wanted this. She wanted him.
“I’m not sure what I want more, Lexie… To play with you, or fuck you until you’re too weak and sore to stand.”
Oh my God! For the hundredth time since the elevator ride, she wondered what in the hell she was doing here, with him, naked and
moments away from being at his complete mercy. Was she insane? She had to be, but her body was craving him, demanding she stay and learn what he was about to show her.
He walked her backwards a few more steps and she found herself under a steel bar with cuffs hanging from it. She knew then what he had planned for her and a rush of fear raced through her. If she allowed what he had in mind to happen, she’d be his and helpless to stop it. She pushed down the fear as the ache between her legs reminded her of how much she needed this.
“What’s the safe word you want to use, Lexie?” he asked, grabbing her wrist and raising her arm over her head to secure the leather cuff around it.
Lexie let out a ragged breath. “I… I don’t know.”
Grabbing her other wrist, he lifted it over her head and secured that one as well. Once done, he gave her a sly smile. “Being that you are no virgin when it comes to this kind of play, I would have thought you would have one in mind?”
The son-of-a-bitch is toying with me! Without meaning to, her eyes narrowed and she glared up at him. A new rush of insecurities ran through her and she strained in earnest against her binds.
He raised a questioning brow at her, his grin widening. “Would you like me to release you? Don’t want to play after all?”
The stubbornness within her reared its head again and she lifted her chin defiantly. “I was just making sure they were secure… Master,” she
could hear the condescension in her tone, but she didn’t care.
Instead of being angered, he laughed hard and loudly. “You are a fiery little one. I have to admire that.”
“You haven’t seen the half of it, Sir,” her defiant nature was in overdrive now, and she was helpless to stop it.
He stepped up to her and began to trace, pinch, and roll her nipples between his fingertips. Lexie closed her eyes and moaned loudly as short jolts of pleasure rushed through her from his expert touch. As they hardened
he became rougher, pinching harder, until she winced and the pleasure turned to pain. Noticing her discomfort, he immediately stopped.
He leaned into her, his mouth at her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine. “When you are in here with me. You. Are. Mine.”
The meaning behind his words was clear. She was at his mercy, to do with as he pleased. The thought excited her more than she knew it should.
“Now, give me a safe word, Lexie, or this ends now.”
A part of her wanted to take that statement as an opportunity to get the hell out of there as quickly as possible, but she couldn’t. Deep down, she didn’t want to. Deep down, she wanted this. She wanted to lose control and feel what it was like to be powerless and under the command of such a
wickedly sexy and powerful man.
Lexie spoke the first word to come to mind. “Apple, Sir.” He nodded. “Apple it is.”
Vince turned from her and grabbed an adjustable steel bar that had been hanging on the wall, cuffs on either end. She knew it to be a spreader bar. He hurried back to her and dropped to one knee, placing the bar between her legs, and cuffing her ankles. He then adjusted the width until she felt a burning sensation in the muscles of her inner thighs and the coolness of the room brushed against her fully exposed, moist pussy. Lastly, Vince attached thin chains from the bottom of the suspension rack to the spreader between her legs, so that she was now in a full “X” position. He secured it so that she was virtually unable to move.
Vince stepped back and examined his handy work, rubbing his chin in thought as his eyes roamed up and down her body. Desire coursed through her from the intensity of his stare. Her eyes fell to his groin on the large bulge beneath his pants. What would she need to endure to finally feel him inside her?
Once his eyes finished their travels, he gave her an appreciative smile. His hand cupped her mound, and he slipped two fingers deep into her. She cried out from the sudden invasion.
He stepped closer to her, his lips grazing the side of her neck. “Ohhhh. So nice and tight, Lexie.”
A tremor rocked through her body and she attempted to buck against his hand, but she was strung up too securely. All she could do was endure as
his fingers stroked her inner wall, sending wave upon wave of pleasure through her, each one more intense than the last.
“Please,” she managed to sigh, closing her eyes and giving in to the sensations flowing through her. It was good, so good, and she was rapidly coming towards her first orgasm of the night.
“Open your eyes.”
She complied, her lust-filled eyes fluttering open to meet his. Their gazes locked. Her stomach clenched and her body felt like it was a coil,
seconds away from springing loose. She moaned loudly, fighting the urge to close her eyes again and give herself to the pleasure.
“You’re close,” Vince whispered against her mouth, his lips grazing
hers.
“Yes, Sir,” she murmured. Oh-so-close. Seconds away. Her pussy
tightened around his fingers, preparing to release. Just as she was about to hit the peak, he pulled his fingers from her and stepped back. Disappoint rushed through her. “Please, Sir!”
He gave her a devilish smile and shook his head. “Not yet.”
Oh, dear God! She groaned inwardly. It was evident that he planned on torturing her. Her stomach was aching slightly from the denied orgasm and her pussy throbbed. Lexie clenched her fists, taking a few deep breaths in and releasing them slowly, attempting to simmer the fire within.
Finally, what she’d been waiting for was happening and excitement reared up within her once more as Vince pulled his shirt up over his head and tossed it onto the floor. He then undid the button and zipper on his pants, letting them drop to the floor. His boxer briefs came swiftly after them.
Another rush of anticipation raced through her, as she peered upon his magnificent body. His shoulders were broad, his torso lean, and his cock stood thick and proud, a drop of pre-cum shimmering on the tip. Oh, how
she longed to wrap her lips around the head of his cock and lick the pre- cum from the tip.
“It is to your satisfaction?” He smirked.
“Oh yes!” She licked her lips as her eyes admired his glorious cock.
He strolled up to her and captured her chin in his hand, raising her eyes to meet his. “Where do you want me to fuck you, Lexie?” His thumb traced her lower lip. “Here?”
Lexie held her breath to keep from moaning as his finger slowly made its way between her breasts, down her stomach, and then even lower, between her legs. He ran his finger between her heated, wet folds. “Here?” He then walked around her and then stepped up behind her. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back tight to him, his cock pressed against her rear. “Or your ass?”
“Anywhere,” she whispered as she let her head fall back against his chest. “Please Sir, fuck me.” And she meant it. All she knew was that she needed release – soon. How she got that release was of no consequence to her.
“Such an anxious one,” he whispered in her ear, sending a chill down her spine as he slipped an arm around her and cupped her mound. Slipping two fingers between her pussy lips, he stroked her from her anus to her clit, taking time to pinch and roll her clit between his fingers with each pass.
She closed her eyes and moaned loudly.
“So many choices,” he murmured, kissing the back of her neck
while continuing to torture her clit. She was in agony; she needed to move, to press back against him and move against his hand, but she couldn’t. His thick dick slipped its way between her soft folds, teasing her.
“My God, Vince!” she cried out. Her body was on edge once more; all she needed was for him to thrust that beautiful shaft into her and her
the agony would be over.
Vince immediately stepped away from her, again leaving her with a feeling of emptiness and longing – both physically and emotionally. He
walked around to face her. He ran his index finger along her collarbone and she whimpered. Even the slightest touch from him was turning her nearly insane with need. The evidence of her arousal was uncomfortably pooling between her legs and sliding down her inner thighs.
“Normally, I would punish you for using my name in here. But…” he stepped closer to her, his lips grazing the side of her neck while his fingers palmed and massaged her mound. “This cunt of yours is so tight, I need to fuck it now, so punishment will have to wait.”
Oh, thank God! Her joy over the idea of finally having him in her and getting the relief she needed so desperately was so intense it almost brought tears to her eyes.
Vince crouched down and kissed her stomach, then moved lower, making Lexie’s body tremble. He glanced up, capturing her eyes with his own while spreading the lips of her pussy with his fingers, exposing her clit to him. His warm breath teased her swollen clit and she moaned loudly, letting her head fall backward, her long scarlet curls cascading down her back.