Bound By Desrire BDSM Part 2

Damien’s hand remained firm on Elena’s lower back, pressing her harder against the mahogany desk. Her bare breasts were flattened against the cool wood, nipples aching from the friction. Her ass was still raised high, legs spread obscenely, her dripping pussy completely exposed and throbbing from the teasing swipe of his thick cockhead.

“Stay exactly like this,” he ordered, voice low and commanding. “Don’t you dare move.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, voice shaky.

She heard him walk away, then the sound of a drawer opening. When he returned, something soft yet sturdy brushed against her wrists. Leather cuffs. He fastened them around both wrists with practiced efficiency, then clipped them together behind her back. The position forced her chest harder into the desk and pushed her ass out even more obscenely.

“Beautiful,” Damien murmured, running his large palm over the curve of her ass. “Such a perfect submissive ass. Round. Soft. Made to be marked.”

*Smack!*

His hand came down hard on her right cheek. Elena cried out, the sharp sting blooming across her skin. Before she could recover, he spanked the left cheek even harder, then alternated in a steady, punishing rhythm. The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the room, mixed with her whimpers and moans.

By the tenth spank her ass was burning, glowing red under his palm. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, but her pussy was gushing — slick juices running down her inner thighs.

Damien slid two fingers through her soaked folds, spreading the wetness up to her tight asshole. He circled the puckered hole teasingly. “This virgin ass will be trained too. Not tonight… but soon. I’m going to stretch every hole until you can take my cock anywhere I want to put it.”

Elena moaned helplessly at his filthy words.

He suddenly gripped her hips and pulled her upright. With her hands bound behind her back, she felt completely vulnerable as he turned her to face him. Damien’s eyes were dark with lust as he drank in her naked, flushed body heavy breasts heaving, nipples tight and red, smooth shaved pussy glistening.

“On your knees,” he commanded.

Elena sank down carefully, the carpet soft against her knees. Damien unzipped his trousers slowly, pulling out his massive cock. Elena’s eyes widened. He was thick easily eight inches long and girthy, with a swollen, angry purple head already leaking precum.

“Open your mouth.”

She parted her lips. Damien didn’t ease in gently. He gripped her hair with one hand and pushed the thick head past her lips, sliding over her tongue until he hit the back of her throat.

“Fuck… good girl. Suck it like the desperate little slut you are.”

Elena tried her best, hollowing her cheeks and swirling her tongue around the thick shaft. Saliva quickly coated his cock as he began fucking her mouth in shallow thrusts, going deeper each time. When she gagged, he held himself there for a few seconds, enjoying the tight squeeze of her throat before pulling back.

“Look at me while you choke on my cock,” he growled.

Their eyes locked. Tears streamed down her cheeks as he used her mouth ruthlessly, hips snapping forward. Drool dripped down her chin onto her breasts. The wet, obscene sounds of her gagging and slurping filled the room.

After several minutes, Damien pulled out with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her swollen lips to his glistening cock. He slapped her face lightly with the heavy shaft, smearing precum across her cheek.

“Not bad for your first time,” he praised. “But you still have a lot to learn.”

He hauled her to her feet and led her still cuffed through a hidden door at the back of the study. The room beyond stole her breath.

It was a fully equipped BDSM playroom. Black and deep red walls, soft lighting, a large four-poster bed with built-in restraints, a padded spanking bench, St. Andrew’s cross, and a wall covered with every toy imaginable: floggers, canes, vibrators, plugs, ropes, and more.

Damien uncuffed her wrists only to raise her arms and secure them to a suspension bar hanging from the ceiling. Her feet barely touched the floor, forcing her onto her tiptoes. Her body was stretched taut, completely at his mercy.

He stepped back and admired her hanging form, slowly removing his suit jacket and rolling up his sleeves, revealing powerful forearms.

“Safe word?” he reminded her.

“Red, Sir,” she breathed.

“Good girl.”

Damien selected a thick leather flogger with soft falls. He trailed the leather strands over her breasts, down her stomach, and between her legs, teasing her swollen clit. Then, without warning, he swung it.

The flogger landed across her breasts with a delicious sting. Elena cried out as heat spread through her sensitive flesh. He flogged her again and again breasts, stomach, thighs, and finally her dripping pussy. Each strike made her jerk in the restraints, moaning loudly.

Her pussy was on fire, clit throbbing painfully.

Damien dropped the flogger and knelt in front of her. He hooked one of her legs over his shoulder, opening her completely, and buried his face between her thighs.

“Oh God—!” Elena screamed as his hot tongue licked a long, firm stripe up her slit before sucking her swollen clit into his mouth. He ate her like a starving man licking, sucking, tongue-fucking her tight hole with deep thrusts. Two thick fingers joined his tongue, curling inside her and rubbing her G-spot mercilessly.

She was close. So fucking close.

“Please, Sir… I’m going to cum!” she begged.

Damien pulled back instantly, denying her. Elena sobbed in frustration, her hips grinding uselessly in the air.

“Not yet,” he said coldly. “You cum only when I allow it.”

He stood up and freed his massive cock again. Without another word, he lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist, and slammed into her in one brutal thrust.

Elena screamed as her tight pussy was stretched wide around his thick cock. The sudden fullness was overwhelming. Damien didn’t give her time to adjust. He gripped her hips and fucked her hard deep, punishing strokes that made her breasts bounce violently.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, pounding into her. “This greedy cunt is sucking me in. Made for my cock.”

The wet slapping sounds were obscene. Her juices coated his shaft and balls as he railed her suspended body. Every thrust hit deep inside her, rubbing against that perfect spot.

He leaned in and bit down on her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a dark hickey while his hips continued their relentless rhythm.

Elena was losing her mind. Pleasure and pain mixed until she couldn’t tell them apart.

“Sir… please… I need to cum,” she sobbed.

“Not until you beg properly,” he growled, slowing his thrusts to torturous, shallow strokes.

“Please, Sir! Please let me cum on your cock. I’ll be good I’ll do anything. Please!”

Damien’s eyes gleamed with dark satisfaction. He reached between them and rubbed her clit in fast, firm circles while slamming back into her with full force.

“Cum then, pet. Cum all over your Master’s cock.”

The orgasm crashed into her like a tidal wave. Elena screamed, her entire body convulsing violently in the restraints as her pussy clamped down hard around his thick shaft. Her juices squirted around his cock, soaking his trousers and the floor beneath them.

Damien fucked her through it, prolonging the pleasure until she was shaking and whimpering. Only then did he pull out, stroking his glistening cock rapidly.

“On your knees,” he barked.

The moment her arms were released, Elena dropped to her knees. Damien grabbed her hair and shoved his cock deep into her mouth. After only a few thrusts, he roared and exploded. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her throat. She choked but swallowed desperately, gulping down every drop as he held her head in place.

When he finally pulled out, he wiped the remnants across her lips like marking her.

Elena knelt there, trembling, covered in sweat, spit, and cum, her pussy still pulsing from the most intense orgasm of her life.

Damien crouched down and gently cupped her face, his thumb brushing her swollen lips almost tenderly.

“You did well for your first lesson, little one,” he murmured. “But this was only the beginning.”

He lifted her exhausted body into his arms and carried her toward a large, luxurious bed in the corner of the playroom.

“Rest now. In one hour, I’m going to tie you spread-eagle and fuck that tight ass for the first time.”

Elena shivered in his arms, equal parts terror and desperate arousal flooding her body.