He comes back holding something… My mouth drops open of excitement when I see the red rope. He tells me that he knows a better way for me to use my pretty mouth and orders me to get naked.
I feel clumsy while taking off my clothes.
*Turn around*, he commands.
I turn around and now I am completely naked and vulnerable under his gaze. I can’t see him, but every cell of my body feels his presence.
As he comes closer, he starts kissing my neck roughly. He matches my passion. I want him to possess my body.
He takes my hands, the rope twists around my wrists and my body is vibrating, screaming for his touch.
He buries his fingers in my hair and I let out a sigh.
My pussy is so eager for him and I slowly whisper:
*Please…*
*Please what?*
*Fuck me, please*, I mewed desperately.
*And what else?*
*I want you! I need you to punish me! Please!* I begged.
His voice is so demanding and that drives my senses mad. My legs are quivering and I feel the hunger for him consuming me.
He prolongs the moment and the waiting feels like torture for my aching body.
I can’t stand any longer at the moment when he plunges his cock deep inside of me.
Pleasure rushes through my body and my lips are moving like whispering a prayer…
*Fuck me, fuck me harder!*
He gives me a hard slap on my ass and I let out a cry.
He growls, holding my hips tightly.
Each of his penetrations sends waves of pleasure through my body.
He knows that he’s going to get everything he wants from me.
My fingers are dying to touch him, but it feels so good to be in control of him and tied up while he’s taking me from behind.
I don’t want him to stop. He’s rough and it feels so pleasurable!
*Now you’re going to count for me*, he said.
I immediately feel a sharp pain. He slapped me.
I turn around and see him holding a paddle.
I used to own a paddle, I received it as a present from one of my girlfriends. The word ‘*SLUT’* was etched into it with beautiful cursive. But this one looks better. It feels better.
*Forty. Anytime you miscount, I will double the number.*
I handle very well the first 15 slaps.
But every time they get harder and harder.
And the pain gets the same.
But the sensation of pleasure overtakes me.
He gives my back a few playful bites.
*32,* I scream in a mix of pleasure and pain. I get tears in my eyes and I count faster.
As I reach the fortieth slap, I feel so much heat in my body.
I wish I could wrap my arms around his neck. But he doesn’t untie my hands, not yet.
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Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jhxp0m/he_tied_me_up_for_halloween_erotic_short_story