^^^ part one ^^^
“No, sir please.. please don’t leave me like this I need your cock sir…” I whined, blushing and hiding my face. I turned over on my side and moved to put my legs together since it seemed he wasn’t interested in fucking me now, but he lunged forward and grabbed both my ankles, spreading me open on the bed until my labia split apart, beginning to glisten with wetness.
“You don’t move unless I tell you to move.” He commanded, his tone sharpening. I couldn’t have moved far with the ties as they were, but his tone said I shouldn’t be moving at all if I knew what was good for me. He swept down suddenly and began kissing and licking his way slowly up my left ankle.. to my calf.. my thigh.. he stopped, hovering above my wet cunt, and looked up at me.
“yes.. sir, please yes” I begged, but he chuckled and moved over to my other thigh, working his way back down to my other ankle at the same lazy pace. My pussy throbbed with need and I whined low in my throat.
“aw, does baby need this fat cock inside her?” he asked, his hands running gently up my legs, over my hips, and up to my tits. I nodded and whispered “yes, yes sir, please sir” again and again until he moved forward suddenly and began choking me tightly. “Shut up, whore.” He commanded, slapping my tits again and again. The cold sting across my nipples felt so good I began moaning in pleasure at the light pain. He laughed. “You dirty slut, getting off on pain like that… disgusting.” He moved down and began to roughly finger me, quickly and firmly rubbing at my clit with an intensity that was just on the brink of unbearable. I tried to squeeze my thighs together to offer some relief from his hands, and he glared at me. “I said. Don’t. Move.” he spat, slapping my cunt hard. “Count them out.” He slapped my pussy harder, several times in a row. He made me count them out loud all the way to ten before stopping and shoving 3 fingers up my cunt violently.
He slammed his fingers in and out of my cunt, causing little gasps and moans of ecstasy to escape my lips. “Oh you like being manhandled don’t you, slut?” He asked. I nodded and he stopped, slapping my pussy again as hard as he had before. “I said, DON’T YOU, SLUT?” I yelped at the sudden switch from pleasurable pain to pure pain. “Yes sir” I murmured under my breath, my back arching as I thrust towards his hand. “Louder, bitch.” He slapped my cunt again.
“Yes, sir!” I replied enthusiastically, my mouth gaping as my mind numbed, full of lust. “Please sir.. fuck me sir please fuck me’
[part 3???]
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/llu7tv/too_much_of_a_good_thing_part_2