Slave World 2 - The Ties That Bind by Johnny Stone Page B

it in my palm, giving his shaft a tentative squeeze. Nice and thick, plump was a better way of describing it, and he felt a few inches longer. Oh man, I have to wake this monster up and get some more.
    I cautiously worked my way under the covers trying to roll Nathan over on his back. It was an odd feeling for me to take the lead and be so aggressive in bed after so long, but I needed it, now. Thankfully his body complied with my desires, because his smell alone, just inches away was… I convulsed with an internal shiver and stifled a euphoric squeak, as the dampness between my legs increased dramatically. I just came. I’d never done that before, at least without the remote being on.
    My panting breath hovered over Nathan’s cock, and my tongue darted, licking it, teasing it. My lips moved closer, and I lifted him to my mouth, brushing warm, soft flesh across my lips. I began to salivate like a beast at feeding time, when I finally took him in my mouth. My fingers felt so good on my clit, rubbing it faster. I’m so wet… A soft moan on my part, pushing him deeper in my mouth until I began to gag, was the only warning I had against the explosive bolt of electricity that shot outward from between my legs. I’d come, again, and wanted more. I never wanted them to stop.
    I didn’t care any longer if I woke Nathan or not, as I began stroking him, feeding his cock hungrily in and out of my mouth, he had something I wanted and I was going to get it.
    “Margo…what…?” His voice cracked in a blurry whisper. “That feels good…faster.” His cock was quickly beginning to swell in my hand, and my mouth, and the slight, upward thrusting of his hips drove that delicious piece of meat deeper into my throat. The growing stiffness, and expanding length, forced me to my knees above him. I don’t know what happened earlier, and at this point I really don’t care, but I would have remembered having sex with him, it had been a long time since I’d had anything close to this large inside me.
    “Wait, we have to talk.” Nathan sounded more awake now, and for obvious reasons. He began stroking my hair, a veiled attempt to dislodge the death grip I had on his cock, and I wasn’t having any it.
    “We can talk later,” I gasped, kissing the tip. “Fuck me again.”
    What was I saying? I shouldn’t be talking to Nathan like that. I wanted him though; I wanted to fuck him, to feel him inside me and I wasn’t taking no for an answer. Like a sexy kitten, I began slinking my way up his body, leaving a trail of kisses across his stomach, ending at his chest, straddling him.
    “It’s important, I have to tell you something.”
    “What do you want to tell me? How you want to fuck me blind right now? You want that slutty pussy, don’t you, Nathan?”
    “Margo—”
    “Shut up, just shut the hell up and fuck me. You know that’s all I’m good for. You fucking men just want one thing from a woman like me, so stop playing around and take it.”
    My nails began to claw at Nathan’s chest, greedy, angrily, as I air-fucking his bobbing erection. I wanted it rough… I wanted to fight…I wanted him to force himself on me, I wanted him to rape me.
    “Margo, you need to calm down, you’re sick. You almost...”
    The pleading softness in his voice brought forth a snarl of contempt on my part. Why was Nathan acting like such a fucking sissy? I have needs, he won’t give it to me, then I’ll take.
    It only took a slight shift of my hips to put the head of his cock snuggly between my lips, and I pushed down against the resistance, taking him hard and deep in a single thrust. A whimpering cry as I felt myself stretched… A gasp of pleasurable agony, wallowing in the burning ache between my legs… The erotic bow of my back, breasts jutting, while I writhed on a shaft of pain… I pushed down harder, wanting more than I could handle, while my nails dug deep into Nathan’s chest. Hurt me you bastard… Hurt me.
    “Stop it!” Nathan