His Princess

Hands bound behind her back, eyes covered with a soft black ribbon.

Head lowered, her back to Him.

He paced slowly around her body; inspecting her.

Tracing her every curve with his fingertips.

He stopped, directly in front of her.

His fingertips brushed gently across the front of her neck.

She lifted her head slightly.

Presenting her neck to him so lustfully.

His hand grasped her throat; so delicate yet so firm.

She dripped silently.

Her anxious mind silenced

Her body, desperate to indulge his every desire.

He guided her to her knees.

It was a place she knew well.

A place where she longed to be.

She gulped, ever so slightly.

"Nervous?" He asked.

She shook her head,

"No, Sir. Excited Sir."

He smiled gently.

"Good girl."

He had plans for her.

Sinfully delicious plans.

He let go of her throat.

A wave of goosebumps presented all over her soft olive skin.

Her breathing quickened.

"Shhh..."

He caressed her face with his strong hand.

"Calm, my dear."

He unfastened his belt.

She struggled to contain herself as her excitement grew.

"Present that pretty mouth for me, princess."

Her mouth opened wide for him.

Her mouth watering for him, silently begging for his cock.

She waited.

He smirked.

Pleased by her quick obedience.

"Tell me what you want Princess."

She whispered softly,

"I want your cock, Sir"

"Princess, I can't hear you. Tell me what you want. Again."

She cleared her throat.

"I want your cock, in my mouth Sir!"

He moaned gently under his breath.

He gently guided her mouth to his cock.

He teased her lips with the tip.

She reached out with her tongue, but he pulled back.

"Not yet Pretty."

She whimpered.

She craved his cock.

She needed his cock.

She would beg if she had to.

He chuckled softly.

"Aww, why are you whimpering my sweet girl? Tell me what you want. Tell me how badly you want it."

She sat up talk on her knees. He tilted her head up towards his direction.

"I NEED your cock Sir. I need you in my mouth. I need your cock in my throat. I beg you Sir, please let me have your cock, surely I will go mad!"

He loved it when she begged, when she pleaded. It pleased him very much.

"You are such a good girl. You may have what you want princess."

He placed his cock at her mouth.

She took him hungrily, deep into her throat.

Moaning ravenously with every bob of the head.

He removed the ribbon from her eyes.

"Look me in the eye as you take me, princess. I want to see your hunger."

She gazed deep into his eyes, with a passion and lust so powerful she could move mountains.

The look in her eye created animalistic desires in Him.

"STAND," he commanded her.

She stood quickly.

He grabbed her by the waist and turned her around.

He dug his teeth into the muscles of her shoulder.

She screamed in pleasure.

He firmly gripped her breasts as he growled in her ear.

She whimpered in pleasure as her body stiffened with excitement.

He bent her forward at the waist.

He shoved his cock inside her tight, sopping wet little cunt.

He grunted as he pushed himself inside of her.

She shrieked and moaned in pleasure.

He bent her forward and growled in her ear,

"Not another sound, and don't you dare cum until I say so...do you understand??"

She nodded swiftly in agreement.

"I'm going to fuck you now."

He said.

She nodded.

He shoved himself in and out of her, deep sexy guttural noises seeped from deep inside of him.

Finally, right before he was about to release, he pulled her up to his mouth,

"When I count to three you're going to cum for me, and as loud as you can you're going to tell me who my dirty little princess is and what she's good for, do you understand??"

She nodded yes, eager to cum, about to explode.

"One....two.....thr-"

She couldn't wait any longer.

She screamed as loud as her whimpery voice will allow,

"I am your dirty little princess Sir! I am good for fucking, I belong to yo- OHHHHH FUUUUCK!!"

He thrusted one last hard thrust inside of her as he released his load, sending her over the edge.

Her legs turned to jello.

He gently lifted her onto the bed as she recovered from her cumdrunk demeanor.

He kissed her forehead and her cheek as he brushed her hair from her face.

"Thank you Princess, you served me well."

She smiled in pure bliss.

She could not speak.

She could barely move.

But she was exactly where she was supposed to be.

She drifted off into a deep slumber, safe in his warm embrace. Content.