[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/iwm60c/mf_cnc_tease_taking_everything_from_a_naive_and/)
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#Part 2: The Tie Up
Marie stood there, waiting for his instructions, though she probably only knew that deep, deep, in her subconscious. What she was aware of was this guy wanted to do, well, do things to her she might need a safe word for… this was like those 50-Shades books she secretly enjoyed, come to life.
Only it really wouldn’t be. This wasn’t some half-assed pulp erotica. This was going to be a hungry bastard making a naive bitch drink his cum.
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“Come here Marie.” James said quietly, as he gave her a little come-hither gesture with his hand – the hand that wasn’t busy still jerking his own cock.
She did what she was told. She took steps toward the real unknown. She was brave, at least, at that point.
She stepped to him, she smiled.
He made a spin around gesture with his non-stroking hand. She complied slowly.
She thought he might, spank her ass? Why else would he want her to spin aro…
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James was pretty happy with Marie, but more happy with himself. He wanted ass, he was gonna get ass. He couldn’t believe she was going for this, what a random fucking stroke of luck.
He had a rope on hand he’d used with his last, *victim*, Kathleen, a couple of days before. He’d tied her to his bed, but if he was honest, she had been a bit too willing for his tastes. He hoped Marie was going to put up a fight.
There was still a loop tied into the rope. It was a good, strong, back thick rope. I’d hurt a little, but not damage her and most important not distract her from the abuse he’d inflict on the rest of her body. If he tied it right that was, and he always tied it right. He had left it on the desk beside his keyboard, he reached back and grabbed it by instinct.
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James made a spin around gesture with his non-stroking hand. Marie complied slowly.
She thought he might, spank her ass? Why else would he want her to spin aro…
He grabbed her wrist with the hand that has been stroking his cock, he pulled her wrist back and slid her hand into the loop in the rope. He pulled it tight before she even had time to react.
He felt her start to spin around but as she did he grabbed her other wrist to prevent that, and pulled it behind her back. His hand still holding the rope where the loop held her, he was easily able to force both her hands to a meeting point just above her ass.
He stood up to get leverage. She was going to be a fighter, or at least a lot more hesitant than his last bitch had been. That thought made him even harder.
He pulled her arms down and threaded the rope back and forth around her wrists, a sort of, figure 8 with loops that he knew could hold a bitch like her so well, and so, helplessly. His hands worked from memory so he could concentrate on her despite her body thrashing a little.
She started to say, “What the fu…” when he cut her off.
He basically spoke into her ear, and she felt his beard brush her ear lobe, “Marie, you know the safe word, you tell me you aren’t the thirsty bitch I think you are, and as I said, this’ll stop.” And he pulled those fucking ropes tight on her wrists now and she jumped a bit. They didn’t cut off the circulation but they were uncomfortable but more they were inescapable she could tell already, she knew she was at his mercy.
God now was the time to back away… but she didn’t.
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Once she was bound she felt his hands on her hips. She still was fully clothed, but she hoped he’d grab her jeans, throw them to the floor and maybe, bend her over something?
He pushed her down and forward instead, and barked, “On your knees bitch.”
She fell to them, and it hurt when they slammed down on the tile floor. But she couldn’t bring her hands forward to self comfort, and that’s when she first felt like she may have been in trouble…
She felt James’ hand on her head, he walked around in front of her and she looked up at him.
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James was so fucking stoked to have this bitch tied up, down on her knees, just waiting for him.
He reached down and ran his finger tip around her lips. He stroked his cock with his other hand again, only inches from her mouth.
He looked like Satin staring down at her, that’s what she decided. Though in fact, he’d done almost nothing evil to that point. Later, he most certainly would.
Marie started sucking on the finger he circled her lips with.
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*Fucking bitch is thirsty this won’t fucking do.*
He pulled his finger from her lips and slapped her cheek. Not crazy, but certainly hard enough he knew it’d hurt her, and she let out a whelp that made his dick jump.
*That’s fucking better.*
As she looked up at him, she held back a tear, he could see it. And he was so happy for it.
“Stick out your tongue you thirsty bitch. Or tell me you aren’t thirsty before I fuck your stupid little throat.”
He gave her a second, he watched her lips quiver. But she didn’t speak the words, and soon he saw her tongue.
He pressed the head of his cock against it, he grabbed his cock firm, squeezed it and now pumped to force the pre-cum he knew was flowing inside him out of the tip and onto her tongue. She licked at it.
*God she was fucking thirsty.*
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Finally he couldn’t take it, he wanted more. He needed more. He would take more.
He put his hands on her head, and pulled her face toward him while he pushed his dick into her mouth, and then, into her throat.
He felt it hit the back of her mouth and felt her gag around it and god, *thirsty*.
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Marie teared up when the cock filled her throat.
She’d welcomed the taste of him on her tongue… indeed she’d always wondered what giving a blowjob would have felt like, she’d never ventured there with the previous boy, and, it had actually been pretty nice to see James’ reactions as she licked his sexy tip.
But this violence in her throat had tears streaming down her cheeks immediately and she knew it was only going to get worse. There was nothing “Making love” about this and she couldn’t resist even a little because her hands were tied…
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He fucked her throat hard, fast and without regard for her feelings. Or well, he did love the feeling of her gagging around his stiffness. The feeling of her lips clumbsily trying to suck on him on her terms and failing so miserably. And he loved the feeling of her tears when he moved his hands to her cheeks and cupped her jaw as he fucked it.
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She just tried to relax and zen. Her eyes had been closed almost the second he penetrated her mouth. She felt like, well, she wanted her mouth to be the best hole he could stick himself into, if she was powerless to be anything else.
Maybe he’d want to Skype her again next time he wanted help with his penis? Maybe next time he’d put it in her, down below? It had been so long since a man made love to her.
She wanted him to love her mouth. She relaxed, though the tears flowed, she hoped they wouldn’t put him off of trying this again…
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Finally Marie relaxed and it just infuriated him. But, he was close enough to the end anyhow to just make her do one last humiliating thing before he’d move on.
James pulled his cock from her throat, wrapped his fist around it again, and started pumping it.
“Stick out your thirsty little tongue you whore.” He barked.
And she did, hesitantly. Her eyes closed and almost, a look of pride washed over her face. He wondered how proud she’d be covered in his fucking cum.
He held the tip to her tongue now that it was exposed, and he jerked himself as hard as he could. He couldn’t wait for sweet little Marie to eat what he had for her.
“Open your eyes bitch.”
He didn’t have to tell her twice.
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When Marie opened her eyes she saw a literal crazy look in his eyes. He was fixated on her tongue, and when she looked down she saw just how hard he was jerking his cock for her, onto her, onto her tongue.
He grunted and panted “fuck fuck fuck you slut, fuuuuuck” as the cum released from the tip of his cock. She felt the first warm and gooey rope hit her tongue and she almost tried to pull away, but she felt his hands on the back of her head again and he had pulled himself back into her mouth.
James fucked her face again, as his cock shot what seemed like never ending jets of cum into her little mouth. He didn’t pump too far into her mouth this time, he knew what he was doing, and he obviously wanted her to taste every bit of him, and she was.
Finally he pulled his cock from her mouth and he looked up from her lips and from his cock. His eyes met her’s and he ordered, “Swallow it bitch… Swallow it all.”
And she did. She swallowed without hesitation.
Then she coughed.
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#Part 3: The Unwanted Orgasm
Marie thought it was over. She thought she’d completed her initial mission of “helping James with something.” After all she had ate his cum, what more could he want?
Turned out, a lot more.
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“Stand bitch.”
She struggled but got to her feet, it wasn’t easy without the use of her hands.
And it wasn’t easy considering her knees fucking throbbed.
But she stood.
James reached up and grabbed her face, by the jaw.
She actually thought for a minute he was going to kiss her, and she would have loved that.
But there was really no chance of that.
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To be continued…
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