By his-slut and billy69boy

(Sequel to “Meeting Him – Part 2)

Her hazel eyes were strikingly beautiful as she stared into mine, all innocence and wonderment, and anticipation. I raked her throbbing nipples menacingly with my sharp knife, causing her quivering body to stiffen in fear. She would not be harmed, but she didn’t know that. We had just met for the first time, and she didn’t really know what to expect from this Dom stranger.

I slowly traced her youthful curves with the knife point. She squirmed when the blade passed over her taut belly and down to her shaved pussy. “Be still,” I hissed, as I ran the steel blade over her soaking wet pussy and teased her throbbing clit with the tip of the knife. She could barely contain herself, and her juices flowed freely. “Don’t,” I commanded, as I watched her aroused cunt pulsing in anticipation of her first orgasm with her new Master.

She was much more attractive in person than she had ever let on in our internet chats. I wanted to forget about all of our talk and planning, and just climb on top of her heaving body, and fuck her silly. But she was very clear about what she wanted, and I vowed to meet her desires. I looked down at her luscious body, bound and helpless. Her long brown hair flowed freely over her shoulders, framing her pleading eyes.

I lightly guided the tip of my knife down her slit as it disappeared between her quivering ass cheeks. She moaned, and struggled to control her urge to explode in orgasm. “Quiet!” I admonished, and slapped her thigh sharply. She whimpered, and I slapped her twice across her glowing face, silencing her. “You were not given permission to speak, slut,” I reminded her, and she readily nodded her head in agreement.

I placed the knife on the nightstand, and slowly undressed in front of her curious eyes. I could see her eyebrows rise as she glimpsed my erect manhood for the first time. I had never given in to her question about my size, and it was immediately obvious that she was taken aback by my thick probe. It would be some time before she experienced its wrath. I had other avenues to explore first.

I climbed on top of her smooth body, and kissed her face and neck tenderly, as I clutched a handful of her sweet smelling hair and yanked her head back, making her lips open involuntarily. Our lips met for the first time. Steam ensued immediately, as I bit and sucked my way into her mouth with my tongue. Her breasts heaved, and she sighed deeply, and I made no effort to punish her for breaking the silence.

I kissed and bit my way down her neck, stopping to abuse each of her vulnerable, swollen nipples with my teeth. As I worked my way down her taut belly and gently kissed her inner thighs, she began to tremble once again in anticipation. Just as I reached her love triangle, I sat up, got off her bound body, and untied her ankles. I flipped her now free legs up over her head, and retied them onto the upper bedposts, exposing her soft round ass to my every whim. I bent down and clamped down on her clit with my teeth. I pulled and nibbled until she groaned with lust. I smacked her ass with stinging swats of my open hand as she wiggled and squirmed against the tight ropes in an effort to escape.

Two fingers thrust directly into her well-lubricated pussy penetrated her to the hilt, and she moaned with pleasure. I thrust my stiff tongue into her moist brown hole, and tongue-fucked her ass vigorously. “Okay,” I offered softly, “you may cum now”, as I increased the intensity of my finger-fucking. She wasted no time, and came immediately over my rapidly frisking hand, pumping her love juices over my hand and down her ass cheeks.

When her violently thrashing body finally came to rest, I freed her limbs from the tight bonds, and allowed her to stretch out and relax. I climbed on top of her and she threw her arms around me, as we embraced passionately. “I love you, little one,” I whispered in her ear. She squeezed me in a bear hug, and responded breathlessly, “I love you too, Sir.”

*I tenderly attended to her lips, slowly licking the inside of her top lip and then playfully tugging on her bottom one with my teeth. She sighed, and emitted a low moan, gently caressing my cheek as she wrapped her legs around my waist. “Assume,” I ordered, as I pushed away from her.

She stood up abruptly, hands behind her back, eyes lowered. I pulled the rough, coarse rope from my bag, and bound her wrists tightly. “Kneel down, and spread your legs,” I commanded, and she dropped to the floor immediately. I threaded the length of rope from her wrists down between her ass cheeks, under her legs, and up over her neck. After making sure the itchy rope was worked snugly between her pink pussy lips, I pulled the rope tighter and tied it behind her neck. Her voluptuous breasts were framed by the rope and squeezed close together, creating a lovely view of her cleavage, while projecting her erect nipples straight out.

“Look at me, darling,” I directed. I held her chin in my hand, as her eyes met mine adoringly. It seemed like a good time to slap her tits f***efully, back and forth several times. She inhaled deeply, but said nothing. She groaned out loud when I pinched each helpless nipple between my thumb and finger. “Quiet, slut,” I hissed, slapping her cheek, “or you will earn that gag back, do you understand?” She nodded, and I saw her eyes widen as she became aware of her next challenge. My cock was throbbing now, as I presented it to her, inches from her face.

I grabbed her curly brown hair in one hand, and yanked her head back, as I stuffed her open mouth with my already pulsating love rod. She accepted my thick member eagerly and without a sound. Her lips locked onto me, and she sucked my cock right down her young throat with no prompting from me. Now, it was my turn to groan, as I began to fuck her throat with more f***e, pulling on her rope with each new stroke. The rope dug deeper between her labia, and lifted her kneeling body up to meet my thrusts.

I reached down and squeezed her full breasts roughly, then, I wrapped my hand around her throat as I fucked it deeper. I could feel the bulge of my cock through her neck, and her breathing became more labored as she struggled to inhale through her nose. As my tempo increased, I held her head tightly in my two hands, and pounded my shaft deeply down her throat, again and again. Her body bounced up and down on her knees, as she matched my rhythm stroke for stroke. It didn’t take long after that before I felt the inevitable eruption rise up. I pulled out suddenly, and drenched her angelic face with my cum, as she tasted as much as she could with her tongue out and her eyes closed. The rest dripped down her luscious breasts, running down her cleavage.

I looked down at her, bound and kneeling before me with a big grin on her proud face. “That was very well done, little one,” I remarked, tugging at her rope and making her squirm. “What shall we do next?” I asked her as I lifted her to her feet and removed the menacing rope from her sore body.

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