Give her your dick

“Get on the bed.” Emma obeys, her face wincing as she sits on her tender bruised ass. You take her wrists and cuff them behind her before pushing her back onto her back and spreading her legs. Your cock has recovered nicely and you remind Emma of it by rubbing it over her wet, puffy slit.

“Do you want this Emma?” you ask.

“Yes, sir. Please give it to me.”

“Are you telling me what to do?”

“No, sir. I’m yours to use. I want to be used.” You take your cock and push it down, pointing it at her ass.

“Even if I put it here?” Emma’s face shows her discomfort with the idea as she nods silently. “Good girl.” You pull back a little and slip straight into her wet cunt, the bound starlet biting her lip to suppress a moan. “Now, you ask permission if you want to cum. Got it?” Taking hold of her knees, you pull almost all the way out of Emma before driving in to the hilt, Emma gasping as your cock practically forces the breath out of her. Her warm pussy grips you tightly as you draw back and pound in again, abusing the tender flesh of her vaginal walls. You spot a small bullet-type vibrator on Emma’s night stand and pick it up. The girl squeals as you press it to the pink hood over her clit.

“Oh yes, that’ll make me cum,” Emma gasps, “Please may I cum.”

“No, you may not,” you say calmly as your dick continues to rock in and out. Emma continues to writhe under you, struggling to contain herself and muffle her moans. “I said, no,” you grunt as you remove the vibe and give her tit a light slap. You pull your cock out and stroke it slowly over her crotch as Emma regains her composure. Sliding back in, you piston more rapidly in her.

“What are you, Emma?”

“I’m your slut. Oh fuck!” She squeals as the vibrator is placed back on her button.

“Why are you here?”

“I’m your fucktoy. I’m for…hell…. I’m for your pleasure.”

“That’s right.” Emma’s long legs wrap around you, her feet pressed against your back as your balls bounce against her hot red butt. “You want to cum yet, slut?”

“Yes, sir. May I cum, sir?”

“Not, yet.” Emma groans in frustration, her eyes closed as she tries to fight against her body. You lean forward and slide your hand under her to feel the heat radiating off her whipped ass. Emma shrieks as you squeeze a bruised cheek, distracting her from the pleasure in her rippling twat. Emma’s face reddens as she struggles to hold off, her hips gyrating in a vain attempt to lessen the stimulation her clit is receiving. You lean forward and give her ear a light nibble.

“Oh fuck,” Emma whimpers as she trembles. Please let me cum. I can’t hold back anymore.”

“Go ahead. Have your little orgasm.” Emma needs no more encouragement. Her hips buck against you, fucking herself on your rod the best she can until she suddenly tenses. Her moaning stops as her pussy spasms, her mouth agape and eyes wide as she complete gives in to the waves of pleasure flowing through her. Emma bucks herself off you, rolling on her side as her hips jump uncontrollably. As you watch Emma’s body writhe under the control of her climax, you stroke your cock vigorously. Crawling across the bed, you shoot your wad into her messed up dirty blonde hair.

The two of you collapse on the bed completely spent. As you find the key to the cuffs and release Emma, a question comes to mind. “Tell me, Miss Watson, what makes a girl like you get into something like this?” She looks at you and giggles. “So many guys see me and want to treat me like a princess and just kiss my ass. It’s boring. I want someone who wants to be a man. Someone not afaid to be in control. Thank you for being that man.” Emma gives you a soft kiss, then picks your pants up off the floor. “Now get out of my room," she commands with a smile.