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Faster than Savannah could react, I reached over, grabbed both of her slim wrists in one of my hands, and pinned them firmly above her head.
“Can I trust you to keep these up here where they belong, or do we need to get you all tied up to behave yourself?” I whispered mockingly into her ear, already knowing the answer. She started nodding fervently to confirm my suspicious, muttering “tie, please, tie me Daddy” breathlessly. Savannah’s eyes widened as I brought the rope out from the drawer in our bedside table, and I began unraveling it off the spool, around one of Savannah’s wrists, and finally, tying it nice and securely to each of the bed posts. Adjusting the knots below her hands, I made sure there was just enough pressure for her to remember, there would be nowhere for her to run until I was finished with her.
I returned my hand to her thigh and brought my gaze back down to her level. “Still feeling desperate, babygirl?” She tried to relax her expression, which was hard, considering her predication. Such a terrible liar.
In one slow movement, I peeled her thin panties away from her hips, with strands of wetness still visibly bridging it and her pussy. I moved my pointer finger and ring finger over to her clit and began, slowly, gingerly, to circle it. Her brave act evaporated instantly. In the moonlight, I could see her eyes rolling upwards, and her mouth opened wider, laboured breaths escaping it every second. Such a missed opportunity to shove my cock down her throat. She strained against her restraints, helpless to find freedom in spite of her desperation. I could tell in her expression she knew, the only way out was forward.
“More, faster,” she moaned. For once, I was happy to oblige. I began to practically vibrate my pointer and ring finger against her clit, applying pressure as I saw fit. My lower knuckles felt the fruits of my labor, as wave after wave of her juices flowed out every few seconds. Quite a waste of nectar, if you ask me. Suddenly, she gasped sharply. “Don’t stop a thing,” Savannah spoke faintly. “Going to cum. Hard.” This grabbed my attention. I’m usually one to deny Savannah until she’s truly earned it, but the promise of a world-shattering orgasm is too good of spectacle to pass up.
I continued to work her clit rhythmically: over, around, under, and over again. Meanwhile, her body grew more and more tense. Sweat came in beads on her forehead. Her eyes were no longer looking up, but screwed tightly shut. Her tiny biceps flexed pathetically towards the ropes. Conversely, her mouth was open as wide as ever, and her moans had reached a crescendo. Our poor neighbors.
As quickly as it had begun, the tension was released. Savannah let her legs flail and kick, her core twisted in place, her moans turned to screams. She would need to be tied up tighter in the future. But for the first time, her orgasm came to a squirting finale. Jets of her wetness sprayed across our covers. I continued to work her clit, seeing how much she had to give. Savannah’s pussy continued in spurts, releasing more and more with every moan until she began to come down from her climax, sinking into the bed, and collapsing in my arms.
I held my satisfied fucktoy closely in my arms for a few moments. Surprisingly, though, she didn’t simply pass out. Leaning up towards my head, she teased, “That was a pretty wet warm up, won’t you fill me now, please?”
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Good enough for a part 3?
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