I kneel down and breathe in the heat of your delicious pussy.
In my mind I bury my face between your legs and suck the ecstasy out of you. I want to feel you dripping all over my face and riding my mouth the way you furiously ride my cock. I hold down your feet so your legs are spread and your cunt is gaping for me. I move my mouth up and down your legs, slowly moving closer and closer to your swollen clit. You struggle to retain control, but I have your pussy right where I want it - inches away from my mouth. You can feel my breath warm you in the cold air. I dig my teeth into your thigh. You scream.
Suddenly, I jump up. Swing you around with one hand latched onto your breasts the other between your ass cheeks. I straddle your side with my body. I move my face to your ear. You know what I am telling you. The precious seconds of my breath in your ear gives you a momentary respite from the the onslaught that has barely even started. My hand whips back and lands furiously on your ass. You feel the heat of your pain coarse through your body and out of your mouth and you cry out. I kiss your neck and your ears tenderly as I rail on your behind again and again. With my body sweaty I release myself from you and take a step back.
I smile. Your face is flushed. Your ass cheeks are red and glowing. Your body is glistening with sweat. Your nipples firm and sensitive. Your eyes look over your shoulder and long for the bulge that is growing in my pants. I move towards you again and take your face in my hands and looking you in the eyes I bring my lips to yours and my tongue rushes into your mouth. After moments our lips part. You are ready.
As you reach for my lips a second time a fury fills me and I grab you by the hair. Your limp body trails behind me into the kitchen and I throw you on to the table.
Your back hits the stiff wood with a thud and I can hear your breath escape unwillingly from your chest. I rip your legs open and wrap my fingers around your ankles. Your joints twist and your body fights against me as I pin your legs to the table legs. You lean up to hold my face and beg me to stop, but your pleas are lost, muffled by hands that force you away from me.
As you recover from the last onslaught I chain your legs to my table. The table groans as I lash you to the wooden frame. You can feel the cool wood dig into you tender flesh and the links of the chain binding you - wrapping up your legs around your thighs and spreading your cunt open. With a jerk the metal digs into your body. You feel the pain throughout and I marvel as my power pulses through your body.
I circle around and force your head down over the other end of the table and you feel all your blood rush into your mind forcing your perception on to your throbbing cunt. I bind your hands to the opposite table legs. The chain is heaving your limbs apart and your taxed body struggles against the confines. Your back arches trying to escape but the prison of my table is secure and you wither into a limp figure.
I admire my handiwork as I stand over you, before I step forward and my legs straddle your face. I lower myself on to your mouth and I let you taste my balls. Out of the corner of your eyes you see me begin to slowly stroke my shaft. And I begin to stroke faster. And grind my self into you. I tell you to keep smothering my balls with your mouth as I press my thighs against your head.
You feel me reach over you and grab your knees with my hands and feel your skin as I move up your body and rest on your nipples.
Suddenly, you feel the brush of metal on your neck and you jump. You better hold still. You're going to regret it otherwise. My legs back off of you and using a cool blade I open your lips and pry your mouth open. The metal is hard against your teeth, but you open up and I slide my dick into your mouth.
Your breath sputters as I run my cock up and down your throat.
I slide the fat side of the blade down your neck to the top of your dress.
I pull your dress taught with the edge of knife, pulling your body with it as I slowly fuck your face.
With out warning the fabric gives in to the edge of the metal and tears apart one fiber at a time. I slide the blade down your body inch by inch. As your body lifts free from the pressure of your dress, my dick fills your throat inch by inch in unison.
When I get to the end of your dress I rest the cool blade on your inflamed cunt. Slowly I apply pressure. You try to move, but you know that you can't afford to. Instead you whimper. I stop moving and in the silence you can feel the beat of my heart in your mouth as my cock fills your face. I feel your breath on my balls and the flat edge of the knife that's pressed against your clit is fogging up from your heat.
I slide my cock out and begin to stroke. You look up hungrily and I see the disappointment in your eyes. You're straining against your bonds trying to reach me. I lean over you and explode all over your body. From your chin to your clit you feel me spray you endlessly. My cum is a welcome relief compared to the the bondage of the gritty chains.
But, this is just the beginning. I whip the knife against the wall and the blade impales the wall opposite your cunt. The room shakes with the impact.
I shove my dick in your mouth for you to clean me off. You can feel my cum pooling in the crevices of your body as I circle back around and kneel in front of your desperate cunt. I can see you staining the table with your cum, so I run my tongue from your ass to your clit to clean you up.
