Everyone deserves heaven once…

Rebecca’s Point of View

From the moment I heard Henry’s voice outside the club I knew I was safe. I clung to him like a child, the fear I faced just moments earlier shook me to the core. At first I was taken back by the ferocity Henry held me with, but I relished the familiar feeling from the day prior of safety to completely break down. I left his arms and lap only a few times, each time making me long for his warmth again. It was comfort and security… he read my body like no one had ever done before… the power and force that he had shown followed by tender attentiveness, it was so foreign to yet I wanted more of it.

After we settled into his bungalow, he asked me about the events of the night. I didn’t tell him that I was looking for a 1 night stand, but I had been pretty factual. He let me know he’d been sent a video of me dancing on the pole… I couldn’t help but noticing his massive bulge hat was straining near my ass. I arched my back rubbing his swollen cock up and down my ass. He threw his head backwards and let out a moan, instantly I felt my core throb and my arousal start to drip. But his next words cut through me, like a winter gust…

“You’re not ready for this Rebecca”, he hadn’t finished talking and I was already removing myself from his arms. I stood up, feeling the rejection so deeply; badgering myself for believing someone who looked like Henry would want someone as average as me.

“I’m not ready for this or I’m not fu€kable?” I said with daggers and a coldness. “Either way it doesn’t matter, don’t worry I’ll tell Lena how much you helped me.” I scoffed. “And for the record, I’m over everyone thinking they know what’s best for me, all I want is to feel desirable; what’s wrong with that?!”

I turned to leave and walked towards the door when Henry grabbed my hand and spun me around, grabbing my waist with his other hand and pulling me in close. He looked in my eyes and continued to walk me backwards to the door. My breath hitched as he searched my eyes for something…

“Wha… what are you doing?” I asked Henry, my words coming out breathy.

“You’re wrong” his voice flowed in a husky tone dripping with lust. “Rebecca I don’t want to fu€k you, I want to worship every inch of your body. Starting with this..”

He let go of my arm and cradled the side of my face before capturing my lips in a slow, soft, and gentle kiss… his hands moving to the nape of my neck, fingers lightly pulling my hair… I try to mirror what he’s doing because I’ve never been kissed like this. I moan into his mouth and wrap my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. As he broke the kiss I was left breathless, panting for air, and craving more.

“If you stay, it’s my rules baby girl. Do you understand?” He said with lustful dominance.

His kiss and words had me dripping and wanting more, but I was nervous of his size… my thought made me blush, I broke eye contact to look down. Realizing that I was now staring at his bulging manhood, I quickly look back up at him staring at me with a smirk and eyes that made me feel like I was the most beautiful woman in the world. I shook my head yes, trying not to seem to eager…

“Words baby girl, I want to hear your beautiful voice as I show you how you deserve to me worshipped.” His voice demanding my response, yet making me want more.

“yes”… before I could finish pronouncing the s, Henry picked me up bridal style and carried me to his bed. We stared into each other’s eyes, no words needed to be spoke in that moment as I allowed myself to be in the moment. I know I’d just sworn myself to celibacy if I made it out earlier… but I deserved to feel this way just once.

He put me down in front of his bed, he released the hooks from my corseted gown overcoat. Each hook making my breast spill over, as he released the last hook he pushed my coat to the floor. The release of the weight and binding made me moan and sigh in relief and pleasure. He stepped back looking me over from head to toe while squeezing himself over his slacks.

“Baby girl, how do you manage to be achieve greater beauty every time. Tell me, did you like the pain and discomfort from the corset?”