Chapter 19

Ropes.

They were fastened around my wrists before I could even blink. I had only kissed him for a few minutes, if not seconds and he didn't waste any time restraining me to the bed. How did I not even know? When I lowered my eyes to my body, I found it unclothed, bared. Only then, I grunted out of embarrassment. What had I done?

My eyes wandered back to Wayne who stood nearby the bed, his eyes upon me, taking in everything he had missed for over an year. "Let me out of these ropes, Wayne."

"Now, why would I do that?" He rubbed his jaw and wandered while my head sizzled.

"This is not a joke." I smiled, sarcastically before tugging on my hands again, hoping the ropes were done loosely but to my surprise, they weren't. Every time I pulled my hands, they only dug deeper into my skin. "We can talk once you remove these ropes." I continued, saying anything to get myself free.

There were a dozen of possibilities running through my head of what all Wayne could do with me as I was on the bed, naked and tied. He could do anything he had ever wished.

"Who said I wanted to talk?" He asked, getting over the squeaky bed.

I pulled my knees together while he slithered closer to me. I forbade my eyes to go down there but they went right there just as he hovered over me. As he was naked, his cock was sprung out, hard and loaded. Heat collected over my cheeks, turning them red while I tore my eyes away from his hardness and stared at anything else.

"Can't resist something?" He wrapped his hand around his cock, fisting it while I remained quiet and collected.

"We could fuck without these ropes. You know that," I offered, giving my wrists another tug. The wooden headboard of the bed only moved and slammed back against the wall. Nothing else. "I'm not fond of being tied while being pleasured."

He chuckled and went straight between my legs. Pulling my legs apart, he wrapped an arm around each leg and took a quick inhale. The scent of my wetness drifted into the air, even reaching me.

"But something tells me you're getting more and more wet with every minute passing by. Why is that, kitten? Do you like being tied? Is it a new kink you picked up on the road?" He asked, teasing me before his body strung over mine and he placed each hand on the sides of my head. His eyes leveled to mine, staring into my soul. "Or do you just like when I'm on the top, controlling you and you're all vulnerable to my leverage?"

I didn't answer for a long minute. Instead, I took in a shuddering breath and looked away.

His mouth lowered to my jaw, placing a kiss while his hot breath fanned over my face. "Tell me..." He waited.

Heat drew me in from all sides. I found myself melting into the bed while being underneath him. Something about him tensed me up in a way I had been tensed up before. The feelings I left buried within me were sliding out, slowly.

"Wayne." I sucked in a breath.

"Yes."

My mouth was dry and a nervous lump was forming in my throat. "Please," I turned my head back around, meeting with his burning gaze. "If you want to fuck me, then please do." I stated, without any hesitation. "The ropes can count as a punishment and the rest of it could be a reward."

He pressed his body against mine and my face flushed when his right hand lowered to my legs. I took in a deep breath and pulled my legs apart as his finger circled around my pussy. He wrapped his other hand over my throat before brushing his lips past mine. I parted my lips to kiss him but he didn't want to be kissed. He wanted something else.

I wasn't surprised.

I no longer squirmed against the ropes as the itch left me when his fingers ran circles around my wet entrance. I clenched hard as the anticipation thundered through me.

Wayne moved up, his body nearing my face. He returned his hand to his thick shaft, rubbing with the tip faced me. Even when it was dark, I could see him and the hunger within his eyes. He was dying for this—just as much as I was.

His hand parted from my pussy, going to my hair before he forced my head up and said, "Don't bite."

I ran my tongue across my lips and my mouth watered. He squeezed my hair in his fist and in response to the ache, my nipples swelled underneath him. Hungry for his cock, I opened my mouth and invited him in. Growling in frustration, he pressed the tip of his cock against my tongue, and I tasted the sweetness I had missed for long.

I held onto the headboard for support while taking the rest of his cock into my mouth and down my throat. His hand remained at the back of my head, guiding me while my tongue swirled around his girth.

My jaw loosened and I closed my eyes momentarily as he pushed his cock deeper down my throat. Nearly gagging, I fisted the ropes in my head and pulled myself back to grab in a quick breath. My sex throbbed and the pleasure ran down my spine, forcing my hair to rise in desire and heat.

"That's not enough, kitten." He whispered, pushing his cock back into my mouth.

My tongue explored his flesh, licking his length while he rammed back and forth, constantly hitting the back of my throat and forcing me to gag after every second. His grip around my hair tightened and my scalp burned while his hand pressed against the wall behind the headboard.

When I opened my watery eyes and glanced at Wayne, I found him with jaw clenched, groaning and growling while I took him to his release. My salvia ran down the sides of my mouth along with his precum.

He thrusted a couple more times, forcing his hips forward and back while I pleaded for air. My chest ached, I groaned and pulled my knees up while continuing to take him in.

He slowed down for a minute, sliding his wet cock out of my bruised throat but not all the way out. "You're going to talk to me respectfully while I speak to you. Do you understand that?" He asked.

I nodded my head in response while catching my breath and swallowing hard. Our eyes met with each other and I squirmed, moving my hips across the bed as my pussy began to throb.

He pulled himself out of my mouth and moved back, away from my chest. His hands mounted over my body, roaming freely across my breasts and stiff nipples while his manhood remained close to me. I fought the urge to rip out from the restraints, grab him and let him inside me.

He hand reached out, wrapping itself around my throat and constricting my breathing once more. He leaned close to my mouth and whispered, "Don't disrespect me, again. You know well I could kill you."

"Wouldn't be the first time you'd try." I choked out as memories rushed into my head.

His other hand roamed between my legs, grabbing the insides of my thighs and holding it before freely swooping his fingers across my pussy. I twitched from inside and pushed my hips forward to his hand.

Lightly, he struck his hand over my flesh and I jumped back before suppressing a moan. "But it would surely be the last time." He replied.

"If you wanted me dead, you'd have killed me ages ago," I fluttered my lashes at him, reminding him of his weakness. "But you can't. You love me too much, don't you?" I asked, pouting and teasing him just a bit more. "Such a pity. Three hundred and sixty five days and still you couldn't find another woman to fuck—" Before I could finish, he tightened his hand around my throat furthermore, forcing me to stop blabbering.

"And you still couldn't find someone to fill up your cunt." The corner of his lips curled into a smile as he pushed a finger inside me.

I quickly convulsed around him, tightening and throbbing while he realized nothing had been in there over a year.

"Did you touch yourself while you thought about me all those times?" He asked, slowly fingering me with two of his fingers now.

I exhaled a long breath and enjoyed as his fingers filled me. "No. Who said that? Don't flatter yourself." I spat out, giving him nothing to go on for.

"Don't lie to me, kitten. I know you have. Admit it." He said, lowering his mouth to nipple and taking one between his teeth.

I moaned and threw my head back while the pace of his fingers quickened. My wetness gushed out and my pulse raced.

"Nope," I breathed out while curling my hands together. "Not going to." I replied, my teeth pressed down hard over my lower lip. My cheeks burned and so did my body.

Wayne removed his fingers out of me just when it began getting good. He returned his fingers into my mouth and forced me to lick them clean. I tasted my own self over my lips.

My pussy was soaked, waiting for the impact his cock would give me but he had other plans. He replaced his fingers with his cock again. My mouth closed around his thickness, sucking and devouring him, knowing I was going to get my reward as well.

I writhed and moaned while he rocked his cock down my throat and finished. Before I knew it, ropes of his warm cum slithered down my throat and he pulled out.

He grinned at me before pressing his hand over my mouth and bought his face close mine. "Did you really think I was going to fuck you?" He asked, chuckling a little.

I swallowed down his release and anger washed over my face before I forcefully tugged on the ropes again. Still no avail, they barely loosened.

I remained there, on the bed, unfinished while Wayne was pleased. The urge to claw him was stronger than anything I had ever felt.

When he moved his hand away from my mouth, I got up and slammed my back against the headboard. "This is unfair, Wayne!" I exclaimed as he began getting off the bed. The taste of his cum still lingered in my mouth and it frustrated me to how he could finish and I couldn't.

"This is a punishment, kitten. The next time I call, you better pick up." He smirked whilst loosening the ropes around my wrist and setting me free.

As soon as I was free, I stood up and grabbed my clothes off the floor out of anger. The door was locked, I couldn't leave. My eyes hovered over the bathroom where I began walking toward to.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me around, "Do you think I'll let you run to the washroom so you can touch yourself and finish?" He questioned, reading my thoughts just perfectly.

I cleared my throat, "No. I was going to wash up myself." I said, lying.

Seizing my torso, he pushed me over the bed and ripped the clothes away from my hold. Before I could jump up again and rush to the washroom to finish myself, he got on the bed with me and forced me back down.

"You're going to sleep, right where I can watch you."

My teeth clenched, "Wayne, please." I tried to get away but I couldn't. My hands flew everywhere, but he held onto them tight.

"Sleep. Don't make me repeat it twice." He warned in his rough voice.

I smacked his hands away from my body and drifted apart from him to the other side of the bed. Pulling the sheets, I covered my naked body and laid while my head burned with fury and rage.

"I fucking hate you." I reminded him before turning my back on him and resting.

"Glad to hear that. Goodnight."

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