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He was bound before you, wrists tightly tied together with some rope you had in your house, ankles stuck to the bedframe, spreading his long legs apart, collar snuck on his neck and matching chain falling on the mattress.
Oh, he longed to be touched, to be hit, to be ruined by you, and tonight you'd announced to him you'd finally do it.
You were sat right over his hard bulge, him still in his pants, whilst you were only wearing underpants.
Your enticing body was undressed just for him, no one would ever see you in such a state ever again except for him.
You slightly shifted your hips as you trailed your fingers all over his torso with feather like touch, face a hair's breath away from his.
He wanted to kiss your pretty lips, to feel the intertwining of your tongues in your mouths but couldn't.
You started to mouth at his neck as you licked and sucked, making popping sounds as you littered his skin with marks.
He felt a surge of lust run all over his body and straight to his already flaring erection.
He needed to touch you, to hold you, not even five minutes in and he was already regretting asking to be restrained on the bed.
As if you had read his thoughts, you shot him a smug smirk and stopped touching him.
He was rolling his eyes when you ground your hips, suddenly creating friction.
You slowly lifted your hips before grinding on him again, making him whine in need.
You went on and on for what felt like hours and he was going insane.
He needed more of you, your hand, your mouth, whatever, he needed your skin on or around or in him.
He jerked his hips upward and you stopped moving, raising an eyebrow at him.
"...sorry..."
His pathetic tone probably struck a chord of pity in your heart, because you smiled and resumed your movements.
You lifted your hips again, hand sliding to his waistband, and slid a finger under it, caressing the skin of his hips and pubes.
"Mhn...please, don't tease me like that..."
You locked eyes with him and gave him the most devilish smirk he'd ever seen.
He wasn't sure whether he was afraid or excited.
"Then you know" You slid your other index on the silouhette of his erection as you spoke "what I want to hear. Go on."
His pleading brown eyes stared up at you.
"Please...have mercy on me..."
You yanked his pants down and freed him from the restrain of his clothing, ripping his old black pants apart. He moaned at the display of strength and want.
"Such a good boy...so hard and desperate for me already..."
His cock twitched at the praise and he was already leaking precum from the tip.
You got up and slowly tugged the waistband of your own underwear down.
You could see how he was straining against the rope, patience wearing thin.
Throwing the piece of clothing away, you rubbed yourself, already wet with arousal, against his dick.
Your hands were placed at the sides of his face as he panted. It wasn't enough. He needed you.
His hips jerked up involuntarily and you stilled, again. He was tired of being tortured so he started trying to get out of his restraints.
He felt the chain linked to his collar being yanked up, forcing him to look at you.
Oh, you were so perfect for him.
"You're starting to annoy me. Can't even stay still? Do you want me to drag this on even longer?" He could only shake his head in response, too aroused by your dominance to do anything else. "Great. Now be a good dog and let me continue."
You humped him again until you were both coated in your own slick before you positioned yourself over his cock and sunk down.
His hips buckled up, he was already so close.
You were so warm, so perfect, so beautiful, he wanted to fill you up again and again, he wanted to ruin your pretty little insides and hear you moan for him, but he couldn't.
He asked you to tie him up like that, you were so kind to accomodate his silly request and he didn't want to ruin everything.
But it was soooo hard as you jumped up and down his cock, he couldn't think straight.
"Mhn...plEASe, don't stoOOp!"
You bent down to suck on his neck again, his breath hitching as you bit his shoulder.
You marked him as your mate.
You, you wanted him as much as he wanted you.
He couldn't resist and started thrusting up to meet your hips, which you didn't seem to mind, clearly lost in the pleasure too.
He loved you so so so much, the urge to link you closer prevailed and so he finally reached his release, ropes of cum spilling inside of you as he panted.
You clenched around him, milking for all his worth and stilled, panting, waiting to come down of the high of your orgasm.
You slowly got up and some of the slick slipped out of your clenching hole and onto his dick.
"Aw, what a mess you've made dear..."
You winked at him and slowly started sucking on his cock to make him hard again.
Oh, what filthy sounds you made as you slurped down his length, you were ruining your pretty, angelic body just to be with him.
The thought alone was enough to get him up again.
You sucked the tip and let it go with a small popping sound, then stroked his dick to coat it with slick. It was his turn now to be filled.
You used the slick on your hand to lube yourself up as you started prodding at the rim of his asshole.
He told you he wanted to feel the pain turn into pleasure, and as much as you were worried, you were equally reassured he wanted it.
So there you were, tip getting sucked in by his body.
You took your sweet time, also to get him used to the stretch and then smirked at him.
It was the only warning he got before you set a brutal pace, hips slamming against his pelvis with force.
The sound of your skin meeting filled the room as he panted and you groaned, seeing him arch his back at an inhuman angle because of the pleasure.
He was getting close again, you saw the way his cock twitched everytime you hit that spot that made him see stars, but you wanted to make him finally lose his voice and fuck his brains out.
Your eyes fell on his collar and you got an idea.
You slipped two fingers under the leather and tugged, creating pressure around his neck.
He tried to look at you but his eyes rolled to the back of his head as it slumped against the mattress, the loudest moan you've ever heard leaving his lips.
You kept your grip on the collar as he whined and begged.
"pleasepleaseplease don't stop dear! Ruin me! Ruin my body and soul, mark me, make me yours, please don't, hah, please don't ever let me go!" He wasn't even thinking anymore, he was just overwhelmed by you and your body and the pleasure and the love he felt for you. "I lo-ove you! Ah yesyeSYES, ple-eease! I want to be your one and only, I-HAH!"
"Scream all you want dear, for you are mine and I am yours." At your words his whole body shuddered.
"Good boy, so eager and perfect for me..."
He cried out in pleasure as he came with a whimper.
You slowly pulled out and reached out to kiss him.
You heard him purr as you undid all the knots and unclasped the collar, placing everything on the floor.
He stretched and curled his lanky, bony, cool body around yours, holding you tight.
"I love you..."
"I love you too, dear..." You shifted "I should go and fetch some wet towels and perhaps some clean cloth-"
One long index shushed you.
"You're staying here, with me. Everything else can wait."
You sighed and cuddled up to him, his body completely relaxing in your hold.
He couldn't wait to see your marks on his body later, the proof of what you'd said earlier to him as clear as day.
Oh he would scream and beg and moan for you for as long as you called him yours.