She hears him walk in and her heart jumps. She is instantly soaked and blushes under her hood and then snaps back to remembering her pride.
He takes off her hood.
“Miss me?”
“I was doing just fine here by myself. Certainly the inside of my hood is better to look at than you, you slimy pig!”
He slaps her hard across the face. She gasps and tenses in her shackles.
“Very well then” he calmly says and puts the hood back on her head. She sees just darkness again and mutters to herself. She feels her ankles and wrists, still bound to each other, detached from the bed. He then slides his hands under her body, and swiftly lifts it up and turns her, to flip her over and land back on his hands on her stomach.
The sudden complete control of her body sent a pang down through her loins. She obstinantly composes hersellf and utters in her smartass tone “oh are we playing catch here?”
“Yeah” and he slaps her ass hard, leaving a large red mark, and causing her to yelp. “Your ass is going to catch my hand.” Smack! and he slaps her other ass cheek, swiftly dropping his hand down and bouncing on the ass making that strikingly erotic smack sound followed by her ass jiggling to his glee.. He continues at a steady but unpredictable pace. Her ass became progressively more bruised, red as blood. His strikes get more violent and the pain crescendos to her mind spinning into a torrent of anguish at the surrender of having to endure this. He pauses, smacks her ass a few more times, then stops.. He chuckles. She’s softly crying, while steadily realizing how at the same time how shamefully aroused she is.
Suddenly she feels his engorged cock touching its tip against the opening of her pussy. She gasps. All she can concentrate on is the feeling of his cock there and the hunger her pussy feels to take his power.
“Since you endured twenty spanks, I’ll let you feel me thrust inside you twenty times.”
Muffled by her hood, she gasps at the bold cruelty, but before uttering anything, realizes this is far better than nothing at all.
“Say `thank you sir!'”
She softly mumbles “thank you sir.”
“Beg!”
Forgetting that pride instantly, she starts to plead to experience the feeling of his stiff portruding cock sliding inside her. “Please sir….I really really want to feel you, please I’ve been thinking about it constantly…”
She feels the cock slowly begin to enter her. Her juices flood her cave, lubricating the invader’s path through the cavern of pleasure. Gliding through her moist womanhood, his cock reaches further and further in. This is it. She is finally feeling his length and girth stretch her eager pussy walls, spicing the pleasure with a touch of pain in its assaulting prominent thickness.
The first several strokes are slow, and she feels the entire length of his dick slide against every point in her pussy. It completely fills her, the tremendous satisfaction as it reaches her back vaginal wall envelops her into a profound but tense surrender and relaxation. The strokes grow in intensity, and his thrusts jerk her forward with their violent suddenness. The last few are fierce, with him slamming his cock deep into her, punching her cervix powerfully to her gasp in the confusion of emotion, experience and sensation running from ecstasy to hurt to astonishment to satisfaction and to horny ravenous hunger.
The hunger is not to be satiated.. True to his word, he slides his cock out after twenty thrusts.
“What a fun game. Let’s see how you do next time.” and he calmly places her in position, his engorged cock dripping her juices all across. He puts back on his pants and walks out of her dungeon.