Roped and Eager

Keeping her cunt penetrated to its utmost depths, I bent lower to take one of the rosebuds into my mouth, sucking hard and rubbing the rounded tip with my tongue. Instantly I could feel an answering reaction in my slave's cunt. I sucked again, pressing my teeth to the engorged aureole. And once again my prick was clenched in reply. It was impossible to tell whether it was the masturbation of Mitzi's cunt muscles or the stimulus of having her nipple in my mouth. Whichever it was, I could feel the orgasm building again in my groin. This time it wasn't the uncontrollable explosion of an orgasm too long delayed. It built slowly as I methodically withdrew my cock till only the head remained lodged inside my slave's tunnel, and then as slowly slid the piston back in until my balls were once more pressed against her cheeks.

I wasn't out of control this time. This time I wasn't simply using Mitzi's cunt to ejaculate into. This time I was in control, and I was going to fuck my slave until I was good and ready to cum. It was going to last as long as I wanted it to, and if Mitzi wanted to use her cunt muscles to make the pleasure more intense, that was all to the good. I let go of Mitzi's left nipple, and latched onto the right one. It felt considerably smaller, so I could tell how much I must have made the left one swell with what amounted to oral masturbation of the miniature penis. And with every suck, I thrust a meat injection deep into her, faster each time, harder each time, till I could feel her whole body lurching with the force of the thrusts. Mitzi was moaning again, and gasping with every thrust, till I was pumping her so fast that her gasps became one long wail.

And then I was cumming, and once again I was out of control.

But so was my slave.