100% fictional. I figure it’s time for me to contribute to one of my favorite subs. I appreciate you, fellow perverts ;)
It was the hair prickling up on the back of my neck
that told me he was standing there, watching me.
A glance confirmed it, and I acknowledged his presence with a nod
The small talk was light; I pretended to ignore the way he edged and maneuvered until he was standing right behind me.
My hand was sweaty on the handle of the broom when I felt his body heat on my back. His touch was careful and slow,
Taking me by the wrist, my pulse sped to hummingbird rates
and when I heard the soft click of the cuffs I flinched.
Breath ragged and flaming cheeks, I’m shaking so he takes just the smallest step forward, and his breath stirs the fine hairs on my neck.
I barely heard the broom hit the floor when he casually took my other hand and clipped the metal around it as well.
I stood very still, waiting to see what comes next…He eased his fingers beneath the edge of my shirt and his palms were warm on my soft belly.
My hands held tight behind my arching back, I closed my eyes when he suddenly gripped my neck.
His cock was hard and hot against my chained wrists, I felt it through his clothes, only getting harder when my breath became uneven as he lightly squeezed.
And he offered no explanation, only pulled my head to the side and the open collar of my shirt away from my skin so that his sandpaper cheek could scratch my trembling shoulder.
He bit me, mouth wet like lava on my neck, made me shudder and I cried out like a punished child but his hand leaped to my mouth and silenced me again.
The other hand crept up to find my nipple and he growled in my ear as he cupped my breast and fondled me.
As he explored my curves his teeth dug in, and muffled, whimpering I begged him not to leave marks on my skin…I begged him “please don’t make me explain this to anyone…”
He only squeezed harder, biting savagely and pinching my tender flesh until I wept softly through covered lips and his muzzling hand was wet with my tears.
My eyes were still closed but I felt his beard…those dark whiskers chafing the delicate skin of my neck as his burning kisses soothed the bites.
He unbuttoned my jeans so casually, expertly lowering my only protection
I was in shock, I couldn’t move.
Arched back, cuffed hands, and his fingers over my mouth as his other hand slid down my belly, squeezing the soft flesh, reaching between my legs and roughly rubbing my clit. I bucked and tried to break free but my hands were useless and I moaned when I felt him slip his fingers inside me, and he growled his delight at how wet I was.
My jeans were down to my knees now, I still wriggled in token protest when that burning hand grabbed my inner thigh and squeezed hard enough to bruise.
Suddenly my cheek was against a wall. Eyes closed, I tried to slow my shuddering breaths, trying to control my lungs while his uncompromising hands pull my unbuttoned shirt down my shoulders and his teeth are leaving more welted dents on my skin.
His hardness is undeniable, grinding into my ass and I try once more to throw his weight away, to find my footing to escape, but he grabs the back of my neck and plants me back onto the wall.
He punishes me for this attempt, his belt is well worn and slides out of the loops of his jeans easily. Folded in half it cracks three burning welts across my thighs and I start sobbing from the pain. Sensing my surrender, his hands become gentle again, I hear the zipper and the rustle of his cock being freed and then I feel it between my legs, burning hot and thick, as he begins to thrust between my thighs, his tip sliding up between my labia to massage my clit, using my juices to lubricate himself.
I can’t pretend that I don’t want it anymore and I can feel the inexorable waves of pleasure creeping up my body. I tilt my hips and his cock slides inside me, and I scream a little at how good it feels…I hear his deep voice in my ear, his hips are hypnotic moving slowly but shoving his cock into me so hard…telling me what a good girl I am, slamming his pelvis against me…telling me that I feel so good to him and his hands hold my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingertips as he thrusts and I can feel him getting harder until he crams his entire cock into me and moans deep in his throat as it starts throbbing and pulsing…I can feel his cum start to drip down my legs and he starts thrusting again, still hard enough to hurt and the pain sends me over the edge. I panic a little and start crying again and he holds me against his body by my neck when the waves of pleasure crash over me, my pussy convulsing and squeezing his cock in time with my whimpering sobs. He chuckles softly in my ear and kisses my cheek gently, licking the tears off my face as he tells me how pleased he is with his little cum slut.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/vm8r8w/my_non_con_fantasy
👏🏻 well done
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