Chronicles Of Ecstacy

I wonder what he wants. Often I’m told that he doesn’t have fantasies, but I am certain he must. I’m not the only one who loves watching violent sex; I’m not the only one that seeks out forbidden fantasies. I’m not the only one who loves his grip on my wrists, the wrenching of my elbow, and his grip on my hips - or else he wouldn’t do it. All too often, I think about being taken by an animalistic force, something that doesn’t care or understand the pain it causes. However, what is sexier is the concept of someone who does know, someone who is completely aware...

He was mine. I had captured him fair and square. He was so much bigger than I was so I had no choice except to tie him down so he couldn’t move. When he awoke, he struggled in his ropes and moaned as I slipped my hand under his shirt to feel his naked skin. He jerked helplessly in his ropes and grunted as I slap him hard across his face to wake him from his sleep. To show him I wasn’t just all about pain, I began to gentle caress his nipples, but then it was followed by a firm pinch, and he twisted in his ropes and moaned into his gag.

I  began working slowly at the buttons of his  shirt. I slipped my hand inside, and gently caressed his beautiful  chest. With my other hand, I slid it down the front of his pants and grabbed his dick firmly in my hand. When his dick began to pulse, I withdrew my hand and began caressing him all over.

He wrestled in his bonds and moaned into his gag, but he was helpless and at my complete mercy. He could only lie there and allow me to stimulate him or to torture him in any manner that I pleased. Some time went past, with him growing slowly more aroused, so I undid the buttons of his pants as he jerked helplessly in his ropes and grunted. I was gentle with his dick at first, stroking it firmly but slowly through his boxers. I then began to squeeze harder and he began to tense up, displaying his firm muscle tone.

He would eventually learn to enjoy what was happening to him.

I whispered to him gently, “You’re all mine. You don’t have a choice, do you?” I pressed my lips firmly against his ear, “you’re my sweet Ecstacy, all tied up and helpless like a prisoner in a cell.”

I finished undoing his pants and pulled them down to his knees. He nodded frantically and moaned into his gag. I grabbed a hold of his stiff dick and began to run my tight hand up and down it while my fingers began to explore my own wet pussy. My body was shuddering with pleasure and lust as I sat up and began straddling him cowgirl style. I gently guided his dick inside my steaming hole and began fucking and teasing him while sitting firmly on his dick. I slapped him hard across the chest and continued my assault on his left nipple as I sat on top. My thighs sprawled over his body, pressed against his hips. As the shaft of his dick plunged deep into my slippery pussy, I rotated my hips on it, not thrusting, simply feeling his hard dick poking up inside me as I steadily moved it around inside my pussy.

I wanted him to know I was in complete control.

I marveled at how easily I had taken in the length of his dick, let alone it’s remarkable girth. He stretched and opened me wide, while I thoroughly rode his dick. Once he had  it firmly lodged in my pussy, I started fucking him slowly. My wet pussy was wide open, and my  lips clinging to shaft of his dick as it filled me. His large heavy balls pulsated as he waited to unload a burst of cum into my pussy.
He did little thrusting, mostly it was me fucking him, pressing my body down tight into his, my face along his neck, his chest, as I slowly rotated my pussy on his dick and pressed my clit into his hard pubic bone. I loved fucking him like this, slowly, fucking him with long deep pushing motions, pulling my pelvis upwards, rocking away from him, then letting my pussy slide down once again over the full length of his hard shaft.

I was closer to cumming than I had realized, but kept fucking slowly, my sweaty body melded with the man beneath me. I kept fucking him, sometimes rotating, at other times thrusting with my hips, and sometimes I would lift almost completely off his dick, showing the magnificent length of his thick shaft gleaming with our juices, then I’d drop hard back onto it, letting it jolt into my body, buried deep in my soft pussy . I moaned, my eyes shut, and from time to time, I would lean forward and let my titties dangle in front of him, taunting, and teasing as I fucked him ever so slowly.

I could hear him whimpering into his gag as I felt him beginning to pump upward. His own desire gathering to a head in his taut balls, I could feel he was about to cum. I began to pump up and down on him wildly, and quickly hot cum spurting inside me, causing me to cry out as I exploded around his dick. He cried out and whimpered into his gag as he jerked and thrust inside me one last time.

Satisfied, I slowly got up to get a wet towel from the bathroom and came back to the bed with it. Tenderly I stoked my prisoner, cleaning our juices from his limp dick. I gently removed the gag from his mouth and kissed him fully on the lips. He swallowed hard and licked his lips before I closed the door to my room , leaving him tied up for our next encounter.