14. Good Girl

14. Good Girl
"When you're a good girl, you'll be rewarded. Do you understand?"

"Yesss," I cooed while twisting my arms against the restraints. I was cuffed to his wooden bed frame. The thick leather of the cuffs bit into my skin.

His curtains were spread wide open, moonlight streamed in. It was extremely late, but sleep was the last thing on my mind. Nicolo's hand came down hard on my bare ass. I shook from the force of his swing. My skin stung, but it only made me wetter. My nerves vibrated a melody consumed with pleasure.

"Yes what?" His voice was deep and menacing. Without restraint, I opened my mouth to say what I knew he wanted to hear.

"Yes, Sir." He swiped his thumb down my wet slit in appreciation of my cooperation. A gentle moan escaped my lips as the friction of his skin rubbing against my pussy, ignited my nerves once again. A low hum vibrated deep in my throat as he stroked me again.

"Why is it you're always so wet? Even in the middle of the night, any time, you're always so wet for me."

"I- I..." I was at a loss of what to say. I ignored the way the word love circled around my mind. It was absurd. I was completely crazy. I didn't love him. You're pathetic...

"Oh yes," I replied.

"I know why," He said. His words were followed by the sound of his zipper. It pierced the air like a tantalizing reminder of what was to come. His hands were rough as he gripped my ass. With my legs tied apart, I was easily spread wide for him. I pressed back against the restraints, trying to rub my ass and pussy against him any way I could. I was desperate for release. An animal.

An image of me humping his leg furiously flashed in my mind, and I didn't have the urge to laugh because of how horny I was. All I wanted was Nicolo. My body yearned for the feeling of fullness produced from his cock buried inside of me. I'd do anything for it. Everything.

Heat radiated from his cock as his pants dropped to the floor. He stepped between my legs. I felt his finger dip inside of my entrance while his thumb rubbed my tight asshole.

"Ohh," I choked. "Nicolo!"

"You want this just as much as I do." He pressed his cock against my entrance. The heat left me panting like a dog. I tried to move a fraction to rub my cunt against him. He chuckled. "You want to be used, fucked and chained. You want the same release I seek."

The head of his cock was pressed against me. Painfully pleasurable sensations exploded within me as he pushed himself inside. The thought of his cock slowly disappearing inside the tight walls of my pussy drove me wild.

"You're a fucking animal, Selena." Nicolo growled as he pushed the last inch of his cock inside of me. A groan tore from his lips and all I wanted to do was swallow every moan with my tongue entwined with his.

I pulled against the restraints again, testing the leather I knew was stronger than me, but I wanted to feel him. Really feel him. Commit the way his body feels within my hands to my memory, but that's too much.

Those thoughts aren't one a hostage should be having, but I welcomed them and the bubbly feeling that took over me. His hands were gentle as they slid down my back, grazing the skin with his nails as he pulled out and thrust hard.

Furiously, he pounded my pussy with his cock. Relentlessly, he gripped my hips and gave into his feral need for release. As did I. I rocked my hips back against him, pulling so hard against the restraints that they cut into my skin. I was sure the circulation would be interrupted but I didn't care. I wanted to be hurt, wounded from such powerful sex. Anything to take my mind away from reality.

I focused on the way our bodies slid together, coated in sweat. The room filled with the smell of our sex, which was almost as distracting as the sounds of our moans.

He reached around me to rub my clitoris, and with every stroke to my sensitive nub, an indescribable noise tumbled from my mouth. I tossed my head back, and my mouth went slack as my stomach and pussy swirled with pleasure. My orgasm was coming, and I feared for the intensity of it.

Nicolo's thrust quickened. Every pump of his hips was so hard I thought my confines would snap, but they remained strong through his wonderful assault.

"Such a tight fucking cunt." He growled.

"Oh Yes!" I purred. I clenched my walls around his dick, enjoying the way he twitched inside of me. I was so close to my orgasm, I practically fucking chased it. "Don't stop. Please! I'm gonna come."

"Don't," He rasped. I twisted my head to get a glimpse of his face, watching in amazement at the way his expression changed while he fucked me. His eyes were shut, his mouth a thin line but his face was relaxed. It was so sexy, from that alone I almost came.

"Why not?!" I shot, not attempting to keep the whine out of my tone.

He ignored me, so engrossed in the way my pussy molded around his shaft, pulling him in as deep as he could go. He didn't owe me an explanation. He was in control here. Not me. I was still on the brink of my orgasm, when I felt his finger circling my ass.

"What!?" I squeaked, but he didn't address my outburst. He kept pounding my pussy.

"Rub yourself." He urged as he removed his other hand from my pussy. I obeyed, sucking quickly on my finger before finding my clitoris and stroking the hard bud just the way I liked it.

My pussy tingled. I knew I was close. "Nicolo! I can't hold on much longer." I cried.

"I know, Baby." He mumbled softly behind me, and without warning, his finger entered my ass.

"Oh god!" I howled.

"Come on me, Selena."

From the friction of his finger pumping in my ass, his cock in my pussy and my finger hot against my clitoris, my orgasm shattered me. My body shook beneath him, completely consumed by pleasure. My pussy milked his cock furiously and a few seconds later I was filled with warm semen.

I felt warm lips against my back. I followed that feeling back down to reality. Nicolo released me from the leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles. I fell onto the bed.

A loud ringing pierced the silence. I had little energy as I lifted my head to see what it was. Nicolo reached down to grab his phone out of his pants. "What?" He snapped.

"Jesus, give me a fucking minute."

"Selena?" He called, while rubbing his hand along my back.

"Hm?"

"Get some rest. You can sleep here."

I crawled up the bed so my whole body would be on top of it. "I'll be back in a few hours."

"Okay." I mumbled. I was already fading away into unconsciousness anyways and for once, I didn't welcome the escape of my dreams. I missed the man who was starting to make me go against my own morals.