Chapter 71 : I Want To Cum Into Your Mouth
Chapter 71: I Want To Cum Into Your Mouth
Sophie
Luciano sat down on the bed and finally pulled back. I gasped for breath, looking up at him. He kissed my neck, his big hands moving up and down my back. I moaned, my eyes closing in pleasure. He bit into my flesh, bruising and reddening it and marking it as his. Then he pulled back and in one swift motion, I was laying across his lap with my ass in the air. He wrapped his tie around my wrists and then tied them to the headboard.
I panted, wetness gushing out of me at the thought of what was about to come. He wasn't going to have mercy on me, I felt myself squirming at the thought. He rubbed my ass with a pedal. When did he even grab it? I closed my eyes, bracing myself.
“Tell me now, little slut. Why am I pushing you?”
“B..because I cum without permission, daddy. He hummed and his hand came down on my ass.
“I need to warm your ass first. Five spanks with my hand and we can get to the pedal, okay?” I nodded my head.
“Okay, daddy.”
His hand came down in four more smacks in a quick series and I found myself wincing at every smack. He was not holding back at all, I tried to squirm less but it was impossible to stay still.
“Will you cum without permission ever again, baby girl?”
“N…no, daddy.” I whispered, my body trembling.
“There are more and…” he chuckled
“You are already trembling, slut.”
“I..I can't, daddy.” I wanted to beg him to lower the number. Thirty would kill me .
“Too bad,” he pressed a kiss to the back of my head and then it started, and hard paddling. I was sobbing, crying and whimpering but he didn't stop and I didn't use my safe word. After twenty, I was limb on his lap.
“Daddy, please stop.” He rubbed my ass with the pedal.
“Safeword?” He asked carelessly as if he knew I wouldn't say that. But why wasn't I saying it? I had no idea, my ass was on fire.
The pedal came down again and a small scream left my lips, sobs breaking through as more of the spanks came. He stopped again and rubbed my ass gently. I knew there must be marks on it now, I couldn't breathe and my thighs were pressed together, I was throbbing between them. I was sure there was a freaking puddle on his trousers.
“Few more, baby. You are a good girl, aren't you?” I nodded my head, he fisted my hair.
“Words, slut.”
“Y..yes, daddy.” My voice was trembling with tears running down my face.
The last few were quick, he hit at the same spot again and again till I screamed in pain. Finally, it was done, he threw the paddle away and undid the tie from around my wrists and pulled me to his chest, gently hushing me. I sniffed into his shoulder, fisting his shirt in my hands as I trembled in his arms.
“You did good, baby.” He tucked me closer.
“Shhhh, now.” He ran a hand through my hair and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
“Daddy,” I held him tight in my arms and we stayed like that for a while till I calmed down. Then he sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Kneel,” he ordered, letting go of me.
I kneeled between his stressed thighs on the ground, the carpet was soft so it didn't hurt my knees much. He took his shirt off, exposing all of him, his abs, his tattoos and his multiple scars. I looked at him and realized just now little I knew of him, of them. I trusted them but I didn't know anything about them. He unzipped his pants, his glasses glinting in the light and he pulled his dick out. I gulped harshly, halfway losing my mind. It was long, very thick and looked hard as well.
“Open your mouth.”
After letting out a trembling breath, I obeyed and he fisted my hair in one hand, shuffled his dick into my mouth. I gagged, my hand flying to his thighs as tears filled my eyes, he kept me there and struggled around his thick dick till I started gasping for air wildly. He let go of me but maintained his grip on my hair.
“Don't close your mouth, little slut. I will fuck this month good today. Hands on your thighs.” He ran his thumb on my bottom lip and o looked up at him, a cruel smirk on his face. No mercy today, he was going to fúck my mouth and I would take it because I wanted to. What was wrong with me?
He shuffled his dick into my mouth once again but this time slowly moving in and out, hitting the back of my throat with every thrust which made me gag. He moved my head back and forth, using my mouth for his pleasure and I found myself pressing my thighs together harshly. My need for pleasure is increasing.
“You are doing so good, baby. You are a little whore for, aren't you?” He pulled me off his dick again and I sucked in a breath.
“Y..yes, daddy.”
“What are you for me, little bunny?” He asked, I sniffed and my eyes on his dick.
“A whore, daddy.” He hummed in return, a cruel smirk on his face as he again pushed his dick into my mouth and this time he let go of any mercy. He moved my head back and forth so harshly that I gagged with every thrust, tears pulling out of my eyes.
“Such a good girl for me, you look prettiest taking my dick.” His dick bumped on the back of my throat and he kept it there.
“Struggling around it like a good slut.” He kept me there, watching as tears fell from my eyes.
“So pretty when you cry for me.” He pulled out and I gasped for breath, my bottom lip shaking. Gosh, he was brutal.
“I want to cum into your mouth.” He caressed my bottom lip, dipping his thumb in.
“But I have plans for your pussy today.” He picked me up and laid me on the bed gently.
He took off his pants and his boxers completely, he was naked now. I had never seen him naked before, my eyes moved over his body, admiring every hard curve and he was a masterpiece. His body art is worth being admired. He learned over me, putting his forearms on either side of me and he pressed a sweet kiss on my lips.
“Still want me to?” He tilted his head.
“Yes or no?” I bit my lip, I would die without an orgasm.
“Yes, daddy.”