Era Erotica Ch 13

Disclaimer: This a work of fiction. It is not real. It did not/will not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such.

Chapter Thirteen: King of My Heart

Starring Taylor Swift

Codes: MF, Cons, Anal, Bondage, Maledom, Oral, Toys

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2018

Cole was excited. Today was a very special day. It was his and Taylor's thirteen-week anniversary. They had promised one another that they wouldn't do anything extravagant to celebrate. Cole had other plans. Ever since she had dominated him so utterly a few weeks ago, he wanted to turn the tables and give the commands himself. Their night spent with Camila Cabello had reminded him that Taylor might enjoy being submissive. He probed until they had an honest conversation about her desires and expectations should a scenario like that ever occur. Cole took very detailed mental notes and with the proper planning, found himself ready to put everything into action.

After an enjoyable breakfast, Taylor was just relaxing on the couch, nose buried in a book. He was in the bedroom, ensuring that everything was ready. It was. Heart pounding as he folded a piece of paper, he walked into the other room to Taylor. She looked up at him and smiled as he approached.

"What's up babe?"

Cole said nothing, instead handing her the note.

"What's this?"

She looked perplexed as she unfolded the note. Her eyes grew wide as she read it.

Go into the bedroom and prepare yourself. You have five minutes.

When her eyes flicked back to look at Cole, he was already walking away. Immediately a powerful wave of heat surged to her loins. She tossed the book aside and skittered on bare feet over to their bedroom. Laid out across the bed were the same set of black ropes she had used on Cole's during her tour. Taylor shivered with excitement as she ran over to the bathroom. She relieved herself, did a quick check, tousling her golden mane and making sure she looked presentable. She stripped and laid out flat on the bed, fitting the restraints around her wrists and ankles before lying down flat in a spread-eagle position.

True to his word, Cole entered the room exactly five minutes later. He looked at Taylor, spread-eagle on the bed, eager and waiting for him. He tried to keep his face stern, but couldn't help a quick grin as his erection surged to life within in his pants. He moved to secure the ropes around her wrists and ankles. She was now unable to move, just as he had been so many weeks ago. Slowly he stripped until he was fully naked, his hefty shaft swaying in front of him. He clambered onto the bed and slithered between her divine legs. He gazed for a moment upon her hot pink twat, a view he never tired of, then dove in face first. Taylor gasped and shuddered as she felt Cole's tongue worm it's way between her most sensitive of lips. Running his tongue across her labia, he could feel her legs struggling to wrap themselves around his head as he poked deeper into her folds. She was already remarkably wet, and she grew only wetter as he lapped up the fluids flowing from her love canal. Cole licked, gulped, slurped and sucked until he was satisfied, coming up for air with sweet nectar shimmering on his chin. He lined up his stiff cock with her dripping entrance and smacked the head against her lips. Once. Twice. Thrice. Precum rained out with each thump of his mushroom head. The impact sent shivers through her restrained body.

"Aren't you going to ask me anything Taylor?" Cole said, holding himself back as he rubbed his precum into her folds.

She groaned, wanting so desperately to just to ride him until neither of them could feel their genitals. That made her captive body all the hotter.

"FUCK! PUT IT IN ALREADY!" She shouted.

Cole wagged a finger in her direction. "You have to ask nicely."

Taylor took a breath, trying to calm the urgent need stemming from between her legs and said, "Please put your cock inside of me."

"Was that so hard?" Cole asked, before sheathing himself with one swift motion.

Taylor gave out an almighty shriek as she felt his fat fuckstick fill her up. He began to thrust, going hard and fast, pounding that pussy like it was his to use. And it was, for today. The smack of banging genitals filled the room as he slammed his pelvis into hers. He held himself above her, watching her breasts jiggle with each hump and face contorting with satisfaction.

"Who owns your pussy?" He asked in-between grunts.

"YOU DO! YOU DO!" She screamed out, going wild.

Cole could tell she was already close. She was so hopped up on arousal from to the restraints that it only took a few more minutes of using her fuckhole until she came.

"I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!" She yelled out again and again.

Cole allowed her have this first one right away. He continued his relentless pace as he felt her snatch convulse and take hold of his cock with great force. Taylor's body shuddered and she pulled against her fetters as she screamed with orgasmic fury. Cole never gave her a break as he was close himself. He wasn't holding back either. A few more pumps with his hips and he was ready. He pulled out and moved up to straddle her chest. He could feel her nipples, hard as bullets, on his inner thighs as he pointed his loaded member at her face and started jerking.

"Beg me for it." He said in an authoritative tone. "Go on. Tell me you want me to blast your face with my cum."

Taylor nodded her head, blue eyes wide and eager. She bit her lower lip in anticipation, "Paint my face with your load. Won't you please? I've been a good girl. I've followed your instructions. Now give me my reward!"

He could tell in the way her body writhed underneath him, she really did want it. He stroked himself until, with a swift grunt, he released his spunk. Sperm tore from his dickhead, assaulting Taylor's face with one long white streak, covering her from chin to forehead. It was followed by another and another. Three long lines of cum decorated her face as he continued to rub himself. He peppered her nose and cheek with a few remaining globules of cum before he relaxed. As the remainder dribbled out of his piss-slit he slapped his cock against her cleaner cheek, squeezing the head and pushing out the last vestiges of semen from his urethra onto her face. Taylor opened her eyes, a bit of cum sticking to her eyelashes. Her tongue already straining to lick any vestiges of splooge it could reach. Cole smiled at his handiwork. He clambered off of her and moved to the nightstand. He wasn't done with her yet. Not by a longshot.

"Cole?" She asked, shivering with the anticipation of what he had in store for her.

Cole stayed silent as he moved to the nightstand drawer. Opening it he pulled out a ball gag, black leather with a red rubber ball. Taylors eyes went wide as he moved over to her.

"Open up." He said sternly.

She complied with his instruction, opening her mouth wide. He placed the rubber ball into her mouth and secured the straps around her head. She bit down hard, exposing beautifully white perfect teeth, matching the white goopy seed still adorning her face. He made no move to clean it off.

"That's a good look for you Swift." He said, flashing a smile as she rolled her eyes.

Returning to his nightstand, he pulled out another of his surprises. It was a large violet rabbit vibrator, designed to ensure maximum pleasure for both the clitoris and g-spot. He looked back at Taylor and turned it on with a buzz, demonstrating the power of the device. Her eyes went wide as he slowly lubed it up in front of her. Her body was trembling, pussy quivering yet again as he leaned over to stuff her full of it. Muffled moans tried, but failed, to escape through the ball-gag. Gently, but methodically he pushed the sextoy between those velvety folds he had so recently occupied. Once he fit every inch of the impressive purple tool inside of her, he made sure to adjust the vibrating ears directly on her swollen clit. Taylor was already fidgeting as pulsations of pleasure originated from between her legs, tearing through the rest of her body. She closed her eyes, ready to settle in and enjoy the sensations. She must have thought he was done. He was not. Reaching over to the nightstand again, he pulled yet another vibrator. This one was bright yellow and although not as long as the first one, it was far girthier. He cleared his throat to get her attention. Her eyes snapped open, pupils already dilated as the buzzing whirred endlessly between her thighs.

"This one is for your ass." Cole said, his face and voice impassive.

Her eyes widened and she began to shake her head in protest, but then stopped. Cole checked for their safe signal, but she didn't use it. He was clear to proceed. Her hands were already curled into fists from the wriggling sextoy. Cole lubed up the vibrator, drenching it in the highest quality lube money could buy. He spared no expense for his plan. For good measure, he put his head between her thighs, watching the purple plastic cock buzz inside of her before squirting the lube directly onto Taylor's butthole. Spreading her cheeks apart, he worked his fingers into her backdoor. First one, then two, and finally three. Once he was satisfied that she was ready, he took the yellow vibrator and placed it against her sphincter. He pushed.

"MMMHHNNNHHH!!" Taylor yelped.

Primal, guttural grunts and gasps forced their way past the ball gag as her back arched and she pulled hard against her ropes. Cole waited until she relaxed and then continued, the girthy yellow phallic-shaped device slipping inside with a satisfying wet pop. Once it was firmly lodged inside of her rectum and only the handle was exposed to the light of day, Cole turned it on. The reaction was instantaneous. Taylor shook, her frame seizing up before going limp like a ragdoll at the feeling of double penetrating vibrating sextoys. Cole stood up, cleaned his hands and placed a blindfold around those beautiful blue eyes. He synced up their special phone with an audio file to the speakers he'd arranged throughout the room.

He started to get dressed and said, "Ok. I'm going to go out for a bit."

"MMMNNHHH-NAHHH-MMHHNNNNN!!" Said Taylor, shaking her blindfolded head.

"I've got a lot of errands to run. And just so you know, I can control either vibrator with a simple push of a button. The apps they have these days are really incredible."

For dramatic effect he turned the one in her snatch up to maximum. The buzzing in the room grew even louder.

"MMMMMMMMMHHHHHHH!!" Screamed Taylor, quaking with the sensation.

"Now for the one in your butt." He said, turning the other one up to maximum as well.

Her body and mind failed her. Incoherent mumblings accompanied her limp body sinking back onto their bed, unable to process the stimulation she was receiving. He turned the vibrators back down so that Taylor could understand what he was saying.

"While I'm gone, I've left you some instructions. It will tell you when to cum. You are only allowed to cum when you hear me give you permission. Is that clear?"

Taylor didn't immediately answer. He flicked the anal vibrator up a notch. Her body reacted, jolting with the stimulation.

"Swift? Is that clear?"

A gentle moan of affirmation came from between her gagged lips.

"Good. Bye-bye Swift. Be a good girl and follow my directions." He said, turning on the recording

The sound of his voice filled the room as he checked for the safe signal one last time, before shutting the door and leaving her there to his devices. He grabbed his checklist on the way out and turned up both vibrators to maximum. As he made his way past the security team and into the waiting car, he checked his watch. Right on schedule. You see, Cole had a dilemma. What could you possibly get Taylor Swift for a present? The global superstar could have anything she wanted at the press of a button. So, Cole decided to give her the one thing he had always been good at giving her. Orgasms. Thirteen to be precise. At least, that was the plan. Thirteen in one day to celebrate their thirteen-week anniversary. Cole was all too familiar with Taylor's obsession of the number thirteen. So, he had planned a lovely day of domination in order to achieve it. So far everything was going well. Right about now, Taylor should have been having her second one.

As the car pulled away, Cole pulled out his phone and turned down both vibrators. Few people could take both of those at maximum for too long and he didn't want to wear her out too quickly. He had an appointment with Taylor's favorite florist across town, to check that his floral arrangement was suitable and ready. Then it was off to the most exclusive grocery store he could find to buy ingredients for the meal he would prepare tonight. Hopefully all her lessons in the kitchen would pay off.

*****

About three hours later, Cole arrived back at the apartment. He kept careful track of time, every few minutes fiddling with his phone, cranking up the sex toys to maximum overdrive or winding them down to the hum of gentle buzzing bees. Just outside the door to the apartment he turned both up to maximum and made his way through the luxurious space, dropping off the groceries as he went. He could hear primal grunts of ecstasy coming from his kingdom, better known as Taylor Swift's bedroom. He opened the door and stood there, just watching her squirm. At the sight he could feel all of the blood rush out of his body and directly into his rapidly swelling penis. Smiling widely, he turned off the recording of his commands and spoke.

"Hello Taylor. I'm back."

She gave a positive groan of affirmation.

"I'm going to untie you in a moment."

She actually looked relieved to have a break from the vibrating plastic cocks in both her holes.

"But! You have to cum for me. Right here. Right now."

I watched as her body obeyed my commands. Her back arched as her muscles contracted, accentuating her already fit form. Strained ropes creaked loudly, audible even over the furious hum of the vibrators. Cole moved closer, sitting down on the bed next to her sweat-soaked figure. He lightly brushed some damp hair off her forehead, noting the dry cum still present there. At his gentle touched, her body tensed.

"Cum Swift. Cum for me right now."

Her back arched higher and higher, until she lifted herself off the bed. Cole reached down and grabbed the wildly undulating purple vibrator between her thighs and thrust it out and in with three quick motions. A jet of hot sticky lady love juice squirted from her pulsating pussy. Cole looked on in surprise, but didn't stop working the vibrator even as she blasted out wave after wave, drenching his arm, her thighs and the sheets of their bed with her cum. When the gushing slowed to a trickle, she collapsed, sinking into their ludicrously soft and now soaking wet sheets. Cole took a quick lick, tasting her fluids on his hand before generously turning off both vibrators off and removing the blindfold and ball-gag. She was still incoherent as Cole sat there, waiting for any sense to come back to her.

"Oh Cole..." Was the first thing she managed to utter.

"Uh-uh. Sir or Mr. Stephens. Now, tell me. Did you keep track of your orgasms like a good girl?"

"Yes...yes sir." She said, opening her blue eyes which were still clouded in a post-orgasm haze.

The erection in his pants gave a throb at being addressed as so.

"How many did you have Taylor?"

"Eight...sir." She said, smiling and closing her eyes again.

"Including the one before I left?"

"Oh no...nine then..."

Nine! Perfect. That was the exact number he had planned, including the one he had just given her.

"Good girl. I'm going to untie you and let you get cleaned up. Wipe that cum off your face. Drink some water. But your butt stays stuffed. Understand?"

She nodded dazedly. He untied her, for the moment. He removed the purple vibrator. It took her several attempts for her to stand up and when she did, she had to clutch the wall for support as she stumbled her way to the bathroom. The anal vibrator stuck out from between her perky cheeks like a stubby yellow tail. He allowed her a few minutes to do what she wanted, as he got undressed and grabbed a new pair of silk ropes. She stumbled back out into the room with a freshly washed face. Cole stood up and faced her.

"On your knees."

She complied, kneeling on the rug in front of him. Her face at eye level with his hard pole. Automatically she opened her mouth to accept his slab of man-meat.

"Not yet." Said Cole. "Place your arms behind your back."

She did so. Cole moved behind her with the silken ropes in hand. He wrapped her wrists together, then looped her ankles, before pulling them tight and securing them with a quick knot. If only the Boy Scouts could see what he was using his knot-tying abilities for now. Then he moved back to the front of Taylor, whose hands were tied to her ankles, essentially hogged-tied. She swayed a little, still dizzy from her orgasms.

"Make that pretty mouth useful. Suck my cock." Said Cole, thrusting his member into her pouty pink lips.

"Yes sir." She said, opening wide and taking him deep, staring up at him with big blue eyes.

Cole started off slowly enough, swaying slightly as Taylor sucked him hard. She probably couldn't even remember her own name right now, but her mouth still knew how to suck cock. Vacuum-sealed lips slid along his shaft, leaving behind a thin layer of slick spit. Taylor cooed and slurped as she quickly took every inch of him into her talented mouth. As soon as she released him to take a breath, Cole gripped fistfuls of her golden mane. He pushed his way back inside and began to rock his hips ever so slowly.

"Do you want to get face-fucked?" He asked, a wicked tone of glee in his voice.

Taylor blinked at him with wide eyes, unable to answer with a mouth stuffed full of cock. She gave him an affirmative grunt, the sparkle back in her eyes. He kept a firm grip on her head as he plunged repeatedly into her oral cavity. She needed him too, as her sense of balance had yet to return to her. Taylor made no protest, only gagged on his cock as spittle soon began to overflow her pink lips down her chin and her eyes began to water.

"GAWWKK-GAWWKKK-GGGGAAAWWKK-GGGGGAAAAAWWWWKK*

Those were the only sounds coming from her now. He loved those sounds. He reached one hand down to pinch her nose as he jammed his cock further in and held it there. Her face went beet red as she choked on his dick. He released her after a few moments so she could attend to his balls. Coughing and spluttering, but obedient, she used her nose to lift his cock out of the way as her lips latched onto his nutsack, sucking fiercely, bathing each semen-filled sphere in more saliva. The spit slicked off his member onto the bridge of her nose, making an even further mess of her face. As she finished tongue-fucking each of his testicles, he reached down and lifted her up, tossing her onto the bed. She flopped down on her stomach, unable to catch herself and looked up at him again. He lined myself up with her face again and shoved his cock back inside her money-maker. She took it all without complaint or protest, happy to have a real dick inside one of her holes. He held her head in place again and fucked her face some more until he was good and ready for something else. Pausing to let her catch her breath, he untied her. It was temporary. He indicated the black ropes at the top of the bed and in an instant her arms were tied up again. He left her legs free this time.

Lining himself up with her soaked pussy, he slid back inside. Reaching down to her butt, he cranked the setting on the anal vibrator. Taylor gave a gasp at sudden stimulation in both her holes. Cole groaned himself. Just about the whole time he'd been running errands, he'd been sporting a hard-on. Being inside of her was the only cure. The fake dick vibrated with such ferocity that he could feel it on his dick as he began to slide in and out of her. The buzzing and her filled backdoor added to his own stimulation, making her pussy as tight as a virgin's. He laid down on top of her as he fucked her and she lifted her legs, wrapping them around him. His lips were on hers as their tongues twisted in tandem with one another. He could feel the end of the vibrator buzzing against his nutsack every time he slammed his hips. Taylor got louder and louder and louder, already very primed for yet another orgasm.