This wouldn’t make her his unequivocally, but it was a step. Tomorrow she’d be feeling him inside and out. She’d remember how he felt inside of her, how he’d given her pain and then made her scream with pleasure.Sex was part of their contract, but with Ellie it was also so much more. He’d bind her to him with pain and pleasure and everything between them.
Setting the strap on the ground, he undid the front of his pants and let them fall down around his thighs. His cock was aching, the shaft and head an angry dark red, although not nearly as dark as Ellie’s ravaged ass. Palming her hot cheeks, he enjoyed her moan as he pushed them apart. They nearly matched the dark red winking jewel seated between them.
He ignored her squeak of distress as he pulled her hips back, lining his cock up with her pussy; the new position would put pressure on her nipples, increasing the pain and the bite right before he removed them and really made her hurt in the best way possible.
“Oh!… oh please…” Her head leaned forward against the bars as he rubbed his cock along her slit, lubricating his already leaking tip, before finding her entrance. The wet heat of her pussy encased the head of his cock like a slick fist, making him groan with pleasure as he sank in, her tight muscles quivering around him. “Michael… it’s too much… oh… too much!”
“Shhh,” he said soothingly, working his cock back and forth in the tight space, his muscles tense as he fought against the need to go faster and harder. Every little thrust pushed him deeper inside of her, the heat of her ass emanating against his groin, the plug making her tighter than she might have otherwise been. “Be a good girl and take it.”
Ellie writhed against him, apparently no longer caring about the way it made the nipple clamps pull. “Oh… oh god… oh please…”
She cried out as his cock slid all the way home, totally encased in the hot, silken clasp of her body. The base of the plug pressed against his groin, the heat of her asswarming his skin.Michael moved his hands up to cup her breasts, kneading the swollen mounds and making her cry out again.
“Oh fuck!”
Then he began to move.
She was slick heaven, her pussy grasping and shuddering around him, like she was fitted perfectly to his cock as he pumped in and out of her. Pinching the clamps open, he let them drop to the floor inside the jail cell as Ellie screamed her climax, brought on by the pain of having her crushed nipples released from their bondage.
******
Jagged edges of white hot agony flared through her breasts, Michael’s fingers stoking the fires as he rubbed and rolled her nipples, increasing the pulsing sensation as blood returned. Ellie writhed with abandon, finally free to do so, as ecstasy shot through her, her pussy pulsing around his thrusting cock, her ass clenching around the hard plug, and pleasure and pain clashing into brutal rapture. Blackness seemed to darken her vision even though her eyes were open as Michael rode her from behind, his hands almost viciously squeezing her breasts, and Ellie gasped for air as the waves of pleasure rolled through her.
He felt huge inside of her, possibly because of the plug, although she knew he was well endowed anyway. Feeling him working his way inside of her, forcing her body to adjust to fit both his cock and the plug, had been too much to bear… and yet she had refused to say her safe word. She’d wanted it. And when he’d told her to be a good girl and take it, in his deep, darkly demanding voice… she’d nearly cum just from that.
It was the release of the nipple clamps which sent her completely over the edge though. Brutal, glorious pain, mixed with the pleasure of being filled to the brim, and her body had exploded with the sensations.
Now she couldn’t stop.
Michael worked his cock hard and fast, every thrust jolting against the plug in her ass, making it almost feel like she was being taken in both holes at once… his body slapped against her brutalized ass, making the pain flare like she was being spankedon her already tenderized skin. Her breasts were swollen and throbbing in his hands, her nipples agonized points trapped between his fingers, and with every breath a new wave of tingling ecstasy poured through her. She clung to the bars of the jail, unable to do anything but ride it out as Michael worked out his own needs, satisfaction chasing pleasure at finally being completely on the receiving end of his attentions, the way she’d fantasized about ever since he’d shown up at the club.
She nearly sobbed when she felt him pulsing inside of her, his hands pulling her back against his chest so she couldn’t even wriggle as he groaned in her ear, his hot breath panting against her skin. A submissive’s pure delight at serving her Dom welled up inside of her, filling her with a sense of contentment which had been missing from every other scene she’d ever done. She’d had sex in scenes before, she’d been praised by Doms before for the scenes she’d done with them, but none of them had ever felt likethisto her.
She felt completely blissed out.
Satiated.
Almost proud.
“Good girl,” Michael breathed in her ear as his hands gentled, his body relaxing against hers, supporting her rather than holding her. She whimpered a little as he gently caressed her poor nipples, sending little shocks of pain through the last shudders of her orgasm, enhancing the pleasure from that small bite.
He’d included a demand to provide after care in the contract and, for the first time, Ellie completely let go and gave all of her control over to her Dom. She just let herself enjoy being picked up and carried out of the room, wrapped in a blanket and snuggled onto Michael’s lap, his strong arms cradling her almost reverently. Sighing happily, she nestled in, completely oblivious to the stares around them of people who had never seen her so happily content in the aftercare corner before.
Michael made sure she ate some chocolate and held a water bottle to her lips to drink. She had no idea what the passage of time was like. She felt so woozy, so relaxed… it was like being drunk, except even when she was drunk she didn’t let go like this. People came by to chat with Michael and she ignored them, not caring enough to see who they were.
Eventually, he shook her a little. “Ellie, it’s time to go, but I don’t want you driving home like this. Will you come home with me? Adam and Angel will follow and Angel will take your car to my place before they go home.”
“Ooooookay,” Ellie said, her head lolling on his shoulder.
When he set her down in the front seat of his car, she fell asleep almost immediately.
Chapter 11
The bed wasn’t hers.
That was her first thought.
The bed wasn’t hers and someone was curled up around her. A big, hard, muscular someone. With a very large cock pressing into her very sore ass.
