Sick like me [MF] [Light Bondage]

I struck the white pinhead against the flint and sulphur filled my nostrils. The flame flickered, and danced…I married the orange with the wick and the last candle was lit. The room had a soft glow, and to anyone else would seem romantic and peaceful, a sanctuary.

She yelped from behind her ball gag, a fast expression of air and simultaneously trying to inhale. Gurgling sounds filled the air and she tried to catch her breath around the spit on the edges of the glistening red red mass between her lips.

“That wasn’t hard enough, was it?” I asked with a half-crooked smirk.

She shook her head no, and slowly dragged her head to the left to look at me. Her Honey colored eyes, looking up at me, she was whimpering something indistinguishable. I put my hand firmly on the back of her neck. I could feel the softness of the wisps of her hair tickle my fingers. I pushed her head down to ground, until her cheek was resting on the carpet. I put my other hand, under her hips to let her know to lift her ass into the air for me. I rubbed her left ass cheek…to soothe the sting I had just provided…I rubbed it gently. She started to moan so softly…and before she had time to anticip *SMACK* I let my hand connect with her skin with such force, she collapsed onto the floor, her soft moans now loud.

“MMMmmmmphhhh” was the sound that tried to escape. She was in ecstasy.

I put my hand under her neck and motioned for her to pick herself up. She got back on her knees. I slowly reached up to her face. I caressed her cheek and rubbed my fingers around the outside of her lips, slowly in a circular motion. I pulled the ball down gently so it would release from the grip of her mouth. As soon as it dropped, she coughed and a stream of spit ran down her mouth and the front of her soft neck. I pivoted around to face her, lifted her to her knees and slowly licked at her neck, licking her spit into my mouth, all the way to her chin. I pulled my head back, to see her neck at a slight angle, exposing the side of it, encouraging me as if I were a vampire…she would let me consume her if I was. She would let me feed on her to sustain myself. Her eyes were shut, I can only imagine what she was picturing behind her eyelids.

“Is it sick to make you beg the way I do?” I whispered to her. An inch from her ear, my breath jostling those soft neck hairs.

She didn’t answer for a moment. I took a step back , looking at the scene. She was trembling with a spit soaked ball gag, wearing a tight latex corset, her breasts heaving at the top wanting to pour out. Leaving everything else exposed for any desire I had. She particularly liked the spiked collar I adorned around her neck. I made sure to have an especially short leash on it.

I stood up, and towered above her. “Even at my ugliest…” I said quietly, but she interrupted me.

“You’re beautiful…and sick like me.” she said breathlessly.

Her eyes darted up to me. They widened instantly. My smirk quickly faded. She already knew. I slid the gag into her mouth. She protested, trying to spit it out, my only assumption was she wanted to apologize for what she had done. Sure, it may have made her punishment slightly less painful, but let’s be honest, we both love it when I tear her to pieces. I grabbed the loop end of the leash, she tried to crawl away from me, but I held it firmly. I reached towards the top of the dresser and found the riding crop. I rubbed the frills of leather against her bare bottom…I made swirls to let her know what was coming. She turned her head, and those eyes pleaded with me. A tear rolled down her cheek in anticipation of the pain.

“Look what I have to do now,” I said with sarcasm “I need you to remember how to be a good girl.”

It came with a snap against her skin. I don’t know what was louder, her scream or the sound of contact. This moan was not of pleasure, it was of discomfort. She grunted to inhale through her nose, but once more the sounds of wetness surrounded the edges of the gag. I pulled the leash upward, and she followed the motion without hesitation, she sat up, and pushed her legs up to stand. Her feet were slightly facing inward towards each other, her hands were in front of her, resting on her thighs with fingers clasped. She didn’t make eye contact with me this time, I have inflicted pain like this so many times before. I take her to the edge and always pull her back, but every once in a while her punishments are extreme and she recoils. I removed the gag. I unbuckled the clasp on the back and let it go, as it fell, ropes of spit flew off it and it made a small thud as it hit the floor. I placed my finger under her chin, and pulled it towards me. Her eyes cracked open, but she was still wincing from the sting I gave her.

“I must confess, Im addicted to this…” I said to her as a matter of fact. “…do you want more?”

She looked at me, and raised her hands, and laid them on each of my cheeks…she pulled my head towards hers and said firmly, “Shove your kiss straight through my chest…”

Our eyes closed, our lips touched and our tongues mashed into each other. I reached around her and placed my hand on her neck, and pulled her head closer to me. I couldn’t get her body any nearer, but I wanted it closer. Burning, like a volcano. I pulled away, she struggled to keep lip contact, but I gently put my hand on her chest to prevent it. I looked at her and bluntly asked.

“Are you missing something?” I looked down to the floor.

She nodded at me. She lowered her body with her hands gliding down the entirety of my body. Down my arms, to my hips and then down my legs. She reached a hand out and gently touched the ball. Her hand closed around it. She put it into her mouth, and reached around to fasten the clasp. I put my hand on it to make sure it was tight. She slowly turned her body around, the candle light flickering made long and short shadows. I put one hand on the back of her head, wrapping my entire palm around the back side of it. I ran my fingers through her hair to grab it by the roots, and I firmly yanked it back, her face turned up to the ceiling. I slowly ran my other hand down to the small of her back. I let my hand follow the curve of her butt and I used my hand to part her legs, she took a couple of steps with each leg to spread them open. I ran my cupped hand underneath to see how wet she was. Her moans were soft and encouraging, making sure I knew that she loved the teasing. I ran my fingers delicately on the inside of her thighs and the outside of her lips. Her body was tense with anticipation. I parted her legs open even further, and easily inserted my middle finger into her. She was so wet that her trembling caused streams of her pussy juice to run down the inside of her legs. I slowly pushed my finger up, the bliss caused her to arch her feet and stand on her tippy-toes. I released the vice-like grip I had on her hair and put my hand onto her shoulder and pushed her body down towards the floor again, flattening her feet. I thought she was wet before, but pressing her down caused her to squirm and I felt her wetness on most of my hand.

“Good girl,” I said to her encouragingly “you are a mess.”

She giggled, they were muffled, but she was clearly proud. I removed my finger from her, and the sound she made could only be heard as sad whimper combined with an ‘awww’. She wanted me inside her. I pushed her forward towards the bed, she put her hands out onto the bed and bent over, presenting both holes to me. She wiggled her back end at me, making her cheeks shake as jiggle…tempting me. Seducing me. I slapped her ass and her whole body jumped, and her wiggling stopped. She was no longer trembling or shaking, she was still. I got on my knees and grabbed a handful of her ass. I squeezed it hard, and pulled one cheek to the side. I lightly licked her asshole, softly and delicately. I made deliberate swirls on the soft folds and teased her hole. Her body felt as if it was going melt away, she had to force herself to stay in that position, fighting the waves of pleasure from my tongue lashing. I licked, and teased her for a moment, and slid my other hand up the inside of her right thigh, her knees bent outwards for me. I ran my hand to her clit and started to rub in sync with my tongue swirls, each swirl made her moan. Deep and guttural. She started to push down with each caress of her clit, moving in rhythm, her moans got louder. I shoved my tongue into her ass and her body started to buzz, to vibrate. I made a few quick thrusts with my tongue…and in an instant pulled my tongue out and pulled my thumb off her clit. I brought her to the edge and instead of letting her succumb to pleasure, I robbed her of it. Her sounds were desperate, she shook the bottom half of her body trying to find my hand. She pressed her ass out towards me as if to say ‘put your tongue back’. I rose to my feet with a smile.

I had to wait a moment, but just a moment. I took a couple of steps backward and commanded her.

“Spread your ass for me.”

Her hands wrapped around to the back of her body, and she pulled her cheeks apart.

“Good girl,” I professed “now hold them just like that for me.”

She did. She braced her legs, got a better grip on her luscious ass and pulled them apart just a little further. I started stroking my hard cock behind her letting out a small moan for her. I got right behind her, licked the tip of my thumb, and started to rub her little asshole. She bucked her ass towards my hand, as the tip of it entered her. She made softened noises of joy. I let her make shallow motions at my thumb until I couldnt take it anymore.

I took my other hand placed it on her ass and slid my hard dick into her from behind. She let out a sensual moan that made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. I reached up and undid the clasp on the gag. I put my hand back on her ass and rammed into her. Hard. Merciless. She gasped for air inbetween moaning and screaming. My hand moved up to her hip, I had to hang onto her as she started fucking me as hard as I was fucking her. Slamming her body onto me, taking me balls deep inside her. My other hand was knuckle deep in her ass as she worked herself back and forth. My balls were slapping her clit as she bounced off of me. Each slap was loud and wet.

“Harder!” she begged me. Desperate.

I fastened my feet and withdrew my thumb. I grabbed both of her hips and pounded her pussy into submission. Each thrust was powerful, each thrust caused her hair to swirl around her head.

“That’s it, fuck my cunt!” She pleaded. She knew how I loved hearing her say that.

My thrusts were getting faster and shorter, she read my pace and in an instant, dropped to her knees. She put both of her arms under me and put a hand on each cheek of my ass, and pulled me forward. My cock was down her throat as far as it could be. I looked down to see her eyes staring wantingly back at me. I closed my eyes and all I could utter was a raw

“Oh, fuck…”

She pulled in with her arms even more, her nose buried in my skin and I let go the first spurt of cum into her throat.

“Mmmm hmmm” she moaned in assurance.

Rope after rope of cum shot down her throat. I could hear her breathing hard through her nose as my entire dick was in her mouth. Her hands, slowly massaging my ass as I came. I made one hard thrust in her mouth and she gagged a little. I pulled my cock out slowly to see it dripping with spit. I looked down, her mascara was running and her red lipstick was smeared all over her face. I let out a long exhale of satisfaction. She sat there, on her knees, shaking, sweating, smeared makeup and covered in spit. She looked up at me and said,

“I bet I look like a complete…”

I cut her off and simply replied,

“You’re beautiful, and sick like me.”

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