Sex In the Bathroom

"Yes," Lisa replied breathlessly. She felt her legs folding fell to her knees. The cold ceramic of the tiles pressed against her skin, but she didn't care. Her body was more than warm enough to ignore it anyway. Her heart trembled, her pussy was aching with desire. She couldn't believe what was happening as she moved forwards, pressing forwards towards Kyle, whose cock was erect and waiting for her. Her mouth felt dry, her nipples were firm with want. Kyle stood, waiting like some emperor, like the master that she had always wanted. Her stomach was fluttering, by the time she reached him, she almost couldn't stand it anymore. Without a word, she opened her mouth, and her lips closed around his cock.

The moment she started, he reacted with a heartfelt groan of pleasure, she felt his member twitch in her mouth. growing even stiffer as she started to work on it. Her tongue played along his shaft, she used her teeth to gently massage the body of his cock. She teased the head of it with the tip of her tongue, tasting the cum that was already leaking from it.

Lisa started to move back and forth, using her whole mouth to pleasure him, sucking on the tip of his cock, his tongue flicked over it, teasing his head and his shaft. Kyle groaned again, it clearly felt good. Part of her was in shock, not believing that she was doing this with Kyle of all people, and the feeling of the cuffs around her wrists made her even more aroused.

"Ugh." Kyle groaned, his eyes fluttered closed as he enjoyed the feeling of her mouth. He ran one hand through her hair again, his fingers stroking her scalp. "F-fuck you're good at this Lisa! H-have you practised much? No, don't answer, that would mean you'd have to stop."

Lisa kept going, building to a pattern, letting his hips and thrusts tell her how much he was enjoying what she was doing. She hadn't actually practised on many guys. She would probably die before she would admit it, but she had practised with a dildo she'd bought for that purpose back in the house. The idea of being **** to blow someone had always made her hot under the collar. The idea of being naked and on her knees, made to pleasure someone with her mouth and tongue was a fantasy of hers. So, back at home, she'd gotten one of those dildos with the suction cups at the shaft, and during the nights she knew for sure Diana was away, she'd sometimes lock her bedroom door and stick it about midway up. Then, she would get one of her vibrators and slip it in, and tie her hands behind her back before servicing the dildo with her mouth. It always made her feel demeaned and humiliated, especially when she imagined people jeering at her when she did it.

Sometimes, when she was very brave or extremely horny, she would strip naked before she did it, and use the camera of her laptop to record the session. Afterwards, she'd keep the video, maybe use it to imagine that someone might **** her in the future. If a hacker found their way onto her computer and saw that, what could they make her do? Such thoughts filled her head, though not particularly at the moment, she had to admit.

Lisa felt a moment of shock which shattered her thoughts, the rope tied to her clit was being tugged! Kyle was holding it again, and Lisa felt the pressure building around her clitoris as he slowly but firmly started to roll it up, pulling her bud gradually. It made her feel even more helpless as the pressure between her legs slowly increased, she squeaked, tears formed in the corners of her eyes, but she kept going, her tongue moving back and forth, a new life had entered their game.

"Fuck!" Kyle moaned again, "You really do like that, don't you Lisa? If there was ever any doubt, it's gone now. You just want to be a sex ****, don't you? I wonder if the friend that I had before ever truly existed."

He tugged at the rope, making her hips buck, a flash of heat shot through her body, and she moaned.

"You're just a slut, aren't you? A wanton whore who just wants to be punished."

He tugged the rope more sharply, and she cried out, his cock fell from her mouth as her whole body shuddered.

"Master please!" She said. "I don't...I'm not..."

"Not what?" Kyle asked her, "Not a sex ****? Not wanting to do this? Not enjoying this? Because right now, you are all of those things. To think that I defended you when you were secretly such a masochist. I stuck up for you, but really all you wanted to do was be punished."

His other hand found the collar around her throat, and he used it to **** her upright, making her stumble to her feet. Her pussy was a mass of heat and wetness now. She was breathing fast, her skin was flushed. Kyle kept hold of the rope in one hand, the other stroked her chest, running his fingers over her breasts and nipples. Lisa shivered, his thumb circled her areola.

Kyle kissed her again, this time, more fiercely, his tongue **** its way between her lips, and he pressed his full body into her. She could feel his naked chest against her breasts, her nipples squashed against his skin. She was **** back, until she felt herself pressed against the far wall, Kyle kissed her more and more deeply, passion flowed between their bodies. She felt like sparks were flying, heat gathered between her legs, making her shudder a moment later when she felt the tip of Kyle's cock placed right between her labia.

He broke the kiss, looking into her eyes. Lisa was trembling with desire and anticipation.

"Look at you, you want this so much..." Kyle said, "I don't even know why I bothered to lock the door. You'd just get off all the harder if people saw."

Lisa said nothing, the tip of Kyle's cock was between her legs, she could feel the heat radiating from it, directly into her lower lips. Her wetness was soaking his shaft, and in a moment, he would be inside of her again. She couldn't wait. Her whole body was shaking.

"Please fuck me, Kyle."

"What was that, ****?"

"Please master, make me your sex ****."

"Forever?"

"Yes!"

She groaned then as he started to enter her. His shaft was not as large as certain online videos would have led you to expect, but it nevertheless felt large when it was pressed right up against your pussy! Lisa shuddered, her nerves screaming as he pressed himself slowly into her, his shaft forcing her lower lips aside, Lisa felt the warmth and heat of his body as he pressed against her, and then inside of her.

Lisa's hips bucked wildly as Kyle started to thrust, picking up speed and power, his member made her skin shiver. She gyrated, trying to ride it, but her hands were bound behind her back, and he was kissing her again. His presence was all around her, his lips on her lips, the heat of his body mingled with her own. Lisa's heart pounded, her senses screamed. Kyle was fucking her, he was fucking her faster and faster, grunting as he did, his shaft made her insides recoil, the walls of her pussy clamped down on it, maximising the surface area and making her feel every single movement. Pleasure roared through her body in waves, attuned to his thrusts, and she did her best to ride his cock as well, rising and falling as he moved, trying to give him the same sort of pleasure that he was giving her.

Lisa's breath caught in her lungs. Her body felt tight, her mind was whirling, pleasure and humiliation swept through her, becoming the same thing. She still felt the tautness of the rope as it tugged on her clit, Kyle was still holding it in one hand, which made her clitoris burn more and more fiercely, the feeling took her breath away. It made her toes curl, her spine arched. Kyle's presence inside of her made her rise and fall in turn with his thrusts. She could feel the sway of her hips, the motion of her breasts. Kyle broke their kiss, but only so that he could trail his mouth down her front, licking her skin, and moving towards her right breast. Lisa could only mumble half heard pleas as Kyle's moved closed around her nipple. His tongue started to flicker out, to touch and stroke and play with her areola, his teeth gently poked and prodded her nipple. He sucked on it, using his tongue to pleasure her sent a sharp shock flowing through her body. She bucked wildly and started to moan, which only made Kyle thrust all the harder, picking up speed and power as he fucked her.

Lisa felt her mind starting to drift away. Waves of pleasure battered her logical brain, her own body was turned against her. Her nerves screamed for more, more, more! It was more intense than she had ever felt before. Even during the stage thing, that had been everyone watching, but this moment was just between him and her.

After a moment longer, he came inside of her. Lisa felt his whole body tense for a moment, his cock exploded with cum, pumping it between her legs in a wave of heat and wetness which she felt acutely. Her face burned bright red, and she silently thanked Diana for making it so that a sex **** couldn't get pregnant during their working hours.

But even though he had cum, Kyle wasn't finished yet. He played with her breasts more, using his fingers to pinch and tease them, and used the rope to play with her clit as well. He didn't give her a chance to catch her breath, but kept going until she joined him in climax at last. Only then, with the two of them heaving for breath, did he look at her and speak.

"Um...." He looked sort of sheepish, "Sorry about what I said before. Calling you a sex **** and all. I just... I thought that it might be the sort of thing to turn you on... given what you said and all..."

"That's... that's all right." Lisa breathed, still trying to centre herself. "That was amazing Kyle. But you should get dressed. You'll be late for your next class."

Slowly, Kyle shook his head.

"I'll skip it. Last I checked, you only came once there, so you still need to climax three more times before I'm allowed to release your hands. I am sure we both need a few minutes to recover, but after that, I intend to get back to it."

"Y-you're sure?"

He smiled at her.

"We're not leaving this bathroom until you're able to use your hands again, Lisa."