exoticeva:

He positioned her on the bed after binding her wrists, head down, ass up, exposed and helplessly restrained. He’d placed the gag in her mouth before pushing her down, and she bit down on it nervously, feeling saliva start to pool already. The gag was wider than others she’d used and her jaw ached a little, a throb that had an echo deep insider her, where she was wet and needy for him already. She closed her eyes as he ran a finger over her lips, his soft, filthy words filling her ears, turning her on even more. 

“This mouth. You know I love this pretty mouth baby. I love kissing it. I especially love fucking it – watching what a greedy little whore you are sucking on my cock. You like that too, don’t you?”

“Mmmmpphh.” She couldn’t manage any actual speech with the gag, but knew he expected a response.

“Yes, but tonight I have other plans for you, for that luscious ass of yours, and I think you might make too much noise. I don’t want to be distracted by your begging – you do beg so nicely for me – or your crying. So I got this gag, just for you. Do you like it? Like giving up one more piece of control to me?”

“Mmmmppph.” She tried to nod to indicate her agreement. She loved being at his mercy, loved the freedom that came from being able to make as much noise as she needed. He wrung the most exquisite responses from her with his touch, she couldn’t help the sounds that sometimes came out of her mouth. 

“I know you do love.”

He slid a finger inside her aching cunt, making her wriggle on the bed. The second finger had her moaning around the gag, pushing back on his hand, her greedy muscles clamping down on him as she tried to make him move faster, harder, give her more. The pad of his thumb traced down to rub against her swollen clit and until all she was focused on was the sensation of his touch, the need he evoked, the orgasm that was building low in her belly, tightening her thigh muscles as she moved her hips on his hand. Suddenly he pulled his fingers out and spanked her left cheek hard, leaving a pink print on her tender skin, her cry muffled by the gag. 

”Not yet you little slut, not yet.”

He reached for something and then held up a leather paddle for her to see, smiling wickedly as her eyes widened. 

“If you like the gag, you’re going to like this even more. I promise.”