Handcuffs

Mike stands up, a pair of handcuffs tight in his hands. He grins at you.

“Come here.” There’s a coldness to his order.

Shaking, you slowly move forward until you’re standing just in front of him.

“Turn around.”

You quickly follow that order, wanting nothing more than not to look at him right now. You feel the cold metal click around wrists. He tightens them until they’re just a little too tight. You hold back a gasp.

He yanks you back by the chain between the cuffs and you find yourself stumbling against the edge of the bed. You land with a cry, the cuffs stabbing into your back and digging into your wrists.

Mike is quickly on top of you, straddling your hips and press you down by your shoulders. The look in his eyes is wild and lustful. “You are mine,” he claims as he leans down. You fight back a whimper and bite your lip. He freezes as that, his wide eyes glued to your lips. “You…” his body visibly shakes for a moment before he gets himself under control with a deep breath. He clears his throat and looks back at you. “Beg.”

You swallow the lump forming in your throat. “Please…” you whisper. “Mike… please...” He seems pleased, smiling slightly as he looks at you, one his hands sliding down your cheek. “Let me go.”

He freezes for a moment before grabbing your chin harshly between his fingers. “You,” he growls out, “Are. MINE!” Suddenly, he’s off you and grabbing your hips. You cry out as he drags you towards the edge of the bed so your legs are now dangling off. He rips off your skirt and undies, leaving them worthless on the floor. “You need to be punished,” he growls out, almost like a man possessed.

Mike buries his face between your legs, which he throws over his shoulders, and you cry out as he begins to eat you out. He sucks at you, his teeth nipping at your clit, his tongue sliding along your slit before jamming deep inside you.

You have never felt anything like this before! You can feel the pleasure building, but close your eyes tightly and try to fight it.

That’s when you feel a pressure against your asshole.

With wide eyes, you realize he’s slowly pushing a finger into your back entrance.

“No!” you cry, shaking your head, silently begging for someone in the party to hear you and come to your rescue.

The feeling of his finger slowly moving inside of you, lubricated by juices dripping from your pussy, and his tongue twisting and trusting inside of you, is too much. You cry and moan as you can feel something building inside of you.

“Stop!” you shout, trying your hardest to be heard above the music.

The hand that’s still on your thigh digs into your skin, making you cry out in pain.

It isn’t long until you feel your pleasure reaching a peak. You hate how much your moan right now, but you can’t help it. You know you’re about to cum. “OH GOD!”

Suddenly everything stops.

You pant, wondering what just happened. You were so close…

You look over to see Mike panting above you, his face glistening with your juices. He kneels on the bed again, his knees on either side of your hips. He leans down and kisses you. The smell and taste of your own juices makes your head spin. He jams his tongue deep in your throat. The juices, wet on his face, smear around your lips as well. You whimper against him, your entire body shivering in need.

When he pulls back, you barely have time to put a thought together when a finger enters your open mouth. With wide eyes, you realize it’s the finger he had slipped into your ass.

“Suck it.”

You look up to see the wild and crazy look in his eyes again. Not wanting him to punish you further, you do as you did earlier when he had you to suck his cum off his finger.

“Good girl…” he whispers, the wild look slowly fading from his eyes. His other hand sliding through your hair calmly. “You really are a good girl, Jane… You’ll be a good girl for me, won’t you?”

Your heart is beating erratically in your chest. He was crazy. He was fucking crazy! But you nod your head. It’s the only thing you can do right now.

Mike pulls his finger out of your mouth, grabs your chin, and leans down to your ear. “I’m never letting you go. If you ever ask again… I’ll turn you into the football team cum dump. If you’re good… I’ll be the only one allowed to play with you.” He kisses your cheek before sliding off you.

You whimper, your entire body shaking as you realize the situation you’re in now.

“And just so you know how serious I am…” you look over to see him holding up his phone. He taps the screen and an image of your sleeping face appears. Your shirtless chest has a large cock sitting on it, smushed between your breasts. Two hands are holding your breasts together, the fingers tweaking your nipples as he titty fucks you. He moans and calls you names the entire time. Before too long, cum shoots out, splattering your face and chest. When the video ends, he gives you a hard look. “I’ll send that out to the entire football team.” He puts the phone on the dresser, never taking his eyes off of you. “I don’t want to do that. I want you all to myself, but I can’t let you get away with that kind of disrespect.” He pauses, taking in your naked shaking form. He’s taking in the fear covering you like a thick blanket. “Understand?”