the cuffs attached to the ring at the top of the frame hoisting her arms wide over the top of her head.
After attaching the cuffs to the top of the frame, immobilizing her arms, he moved around behind her head. She struggled, her cuffs clanging loudly against the side of the metal frame.
“Let me out of this. You can't tie me up like this.”
He unzipped his pants and slid them down his thighs. As he folded them neatly, he said, “Oh, but I can. I just have. I like you more when you're not indignant. When you're quiet, a bit scared and unsure. This arrogant Chloe, the aggressive Chloe doesn't suit you at all.”
As he finished undressing, Chloe struggled against her bonds. Her brain was on overload. A swirling mixture of confusion, yet tinged with something inexplicable. She'd been willing to play, there had been a curiosity. Even now, over her protests, a certain part of her was breathless with anticipation. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. Anything that happened now was beyond her control. He could do anything to her. He could hurt her, abuse her, anything he wanted to do to her, yet she trusted that he wouldn't. She had no choice, but to take whatever he gave her. There was a certain freedom in that realization.
She didn't have time to further examine her feelings before Reece stepped in, pulled her head back and whispered, “Open your mouth. Open your mouth and let me feel your tongue on my cock.”
She shivered, stopped struggling and slowly opened her mouth. She couldn't help it. She wanted to taste him, to run her tongue along his skin and get her first taste of his cock.
Already hard, he slipped the wide, mushroom head past her full, wet lips. The same lips that had refused him only a moment ago was now eagerly accepting him. He played with her breasts, inched more of his flesh into her mouth. As she slipped her tongue along his shaft, he pinched her nipples hard. She moaned softly around him.
“That's good. I knew your mouth would be amazing. Suck my cock a bit harder now.”
He thrust into her mouth. The hammock was on chains that rattled and swung her body away when he thrust. Her momentum brought her swinging back, so his cock hit the back of her throat. Her stomach tightened as she gagged and her eyes watered.
He groaned, whispered. “That's it. You're okay.”
He pulled out of her mouth and caressed the side of her face.
Chapter 10
She gasped for air and when her breathing calmed, he pushed into her mouth again. Blood was rushing to her head from hanging over the edge of the hammock. Tears flowed over her lids and ran across her forehead as he gagged her once more. He shoved hard into her throat. The angle was perfect for him to enter her throat, but it didn't stop her from gagging repeatedly.
Finally, he pulled out with a grunt. “You're going to make me come too soon. And I still haven't seen what else you have to offer me.”
As she struggled to get her breathing under control, he wandered over to the cabinet. He returned, brushed her tears away from her face and took a moment to stare intently at her face. His eyes were focused, filled with hunger and lust, but with a gentleness and concern she found touching even now under these circumstances. He nodded to himself and situated himself between her thighs.
He laid a small, black plug on her stomach. Chloe estimated it was about three inches long. Not long enough for her pussy. Next to the plug, he placed lube.
She shook her head quickly, emphatically. “No! No, no, no. You can't.”
He laughed softly as he caressed her pussy lips. He slipped one finger inside her. The touch jolted her, and without looking, he displayed his finger. She could see it glistening.
“You know that I can. Stop fighting so hard. You're enjoying this. Look at how wet you are already. Your body knows what it likes, even if your brain is taking a while to catch
After attaching the cuffs to the top of the frame, immobilizing her arms, he moved around behind her head. She struggled, her cuffs clanging loudly against the side of the metal frame.
“Let me out of this. You can't tie me up like this.”
He unzipped his pants and slid them down his thighs. As he folded them neatly, he said, “Oh, but I can. I just have. I like you more when you're not indignant. When you're quiet, a bit scared and unsure. This arrogant Chloe, the aggressive Chloe doesn't suit you at all.”
As he finished undressing, Chloe struggled against her bonds. Her brain was on overload. A swirling mixture of confusion, yet tinged with something inexplicable. She'd been willing to play, there had been a curiosity. Even now, over her protests, a certain part of her was breathless with anticipation. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. Anything that happened now was beyond her control. He could do anything to her. He could hurt her, abuse her, anything he wanted to do to her, yet she trusted that he wouldn't. She had no choice, but to take whatever he gave her. There was a certain freedom in that realization.
She didn't have time to further examine her feelings before Reece stepped in, pulled her head back and whispered, “Open your mouth. Open your mouth and let me feel your tongue on my cock.”
She shivered, stopped struggling and slowly opened her mouth. She couldn't help it. She wanted to taste him, to run her tongue along his skin and get her first taste of his cock.
Already hard, he slipped the wide, mushroom head past her full, wet lips. The same lips that had refused him only a moment ago was now eagerly accepting him. He played with her breasts, inched more of his flesh into her mouth. As she slipped her tongue along his shaft, he pinched her nipples hard. She moaned softly around him.
“That's good. I knew your mouth would be amazing. Suck my cock a bit harder now.”
He thrust into her mouth. The hammock was on chains that rattled and swung her body away when he thrust. Her momentum brought her swinging back, so his cock hit the back of her throat. Her stomach tightened as she gagged and her eyes watered.
He groaned, whispered. “That's it. You're okay.”
He pulled out of her mouth and caressed the side of her face.
Chapter 10
She gasped for air and when her breathing calmed, he pushed into her mouth again. Blood was rushing to her head from hanging over the edge of the hammock. Tears flowed over her lids and ran across her forehead as he gagged her once more. He shoved hard into her throat. The angle was perfect for him to enter her throat, but it didn't stop her from gagging repeatedly.
Finally, he pulled out with a grunt. “You're going to make me come too soon. And I still haven't seen what else you have to offer me.”
As she struggled to get her breathing under control, he wandered over to the cabinet. He returned, brushed her tears away from her face and took a moment to stare intently at her face. His eyes were focused, filled with hunger and lust, but with a gentleness and concern she found touching even now under these circumstances. He nodded to himself and situated himself between her thighs.
He laid a small, black plug on her stomach. Chloe estimated it was about three inches long. Not long enough for her pussy. Next to the plug, he placed lube.
She shook her head quickly, emphatically. “No! No, no, no. You can't.”
He laughed softly as he caressed her pussy lips. He slipped one finger inside her. The touch jolted her, and without looking, he displayed his finger. She could see it glistening.
“You know that I can. Stop fighting so hard. You're enjoying this. Look at how wet you are already. Your body knows what it likes, even if your brain is taking a while to catch
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