is sweet

Mia laughed softly as the warm water continued to pour down on us. She brushed a wet strand of hair from my face and looked at me with a gaze that had suddenly become much more intense.

“That was just the beginning.”

My legs were still trembling from the last orgasm. I could barely stand upright. Mia took advantage of that. She took the long straps of her costume, gently lifted my arms above my head and tied my wrists tightly to the shower head. Not roughly, but tight enough that I could no longer free myself. This pulled my breasts upwards, arching my back slightly.

I could have said something. I could have protested.

But I didn’t.

Instead, I just felt a hot, forbidden shiver run through my whole body. Tied up. Naked. In the shower. With a woman I barely know. The shame burned in my face, yet at the same time my pussy grew even wetter. This is wrong… but it feels so good.

Mia took a step back and fetched her gym bag. She opened it slowly and showed me, one by one, the toys she’d brought with her: a large black strap-on, a vibrating glass dildo, a clitoral sucker and a medium-sized anal plug.

“I packed these especially for you,” she whispered.

Then she pulled out a black scarf. She stepped behind me and tied it tightly around my eyes. The world went black. All I could hear was the patter of the water and my own rapid breathing.

She positioned herself behind me, pushed my upper body slightly forward and slid the thick tip of the strap-on slowly but relentlessly into me. I moaned as it filled me completely.

“Quiet,” hissed Mia, and began to fuck me with long, deep thrusts. “In case anyone else comes in. The losers are standing outside watching. If you’re too loud, they’ll hear everything.”

Every thrust was hard and controlled. The strap-on filled me completely. My bound arms tugged at the ropes, my breasts pressed against the tiles. I bit my lip, trying really hard to be quiet – but I couldn’t. With every deep thrust, a stifled, tremulous moan escaped me.

Mia reached around me, her fingers finding my clitoris and rubbing it in quick circles.

I came hard. So hard that I couldn’t stay quiet any longer. A loud, shaky moan escaped me, my pussy clenched around the strap-on, my legs almost gave way. Mia held me tight and kept fucking me right through the orgasm.

“Just like that,” she gasped. “Let it out. I want to hear how much you like me using you.”

She didn’t stop. She changed the angle, fucking me deeper, harder, whilst at the same time tugging at my nipples and whispering softly in my ear how horny I was, how wet I was, how much she was enjoying tormenting me.

I came a second time – even harder. My whole body was shaking; I was hanging there, held only by my bound arms.

Mia kissed my neck; her voice was gentler now, but still full of satisfaction.

“Good girl… you’re so sweet and lovely… and at the same time so incredibly horny when you’re taken properly.”

She held me tight until the trembling subsided, then carefully untied the restraints. Exhausted, I sank into her arms. The rain continued to pour down on us.

I was completely spent. My legs were weak, my pussy throbbed and dripped, my nipples burned sweetly. And deep down inside, I knew: I’d wanted it. Even if I could hardly admit it to myself.

Mia held me gently and kissed my forehead.

“You’re perfect,” she whispered. “The best trophy I’ve ever had.”

I came again – violently, trembling, my pussy clenching around the strap-on. I tried to be quiet, as Mia had said, but I could hardly manage it. “The losers are outside and don’t know you’re here. They’d be pleased that they’ve at least stolen the winners’ trophy. If you don’t keep quiet now, they’ll hear you and come in. Thirty frustrated young men – what do you think would happen then?”

“Actually, she wanted to save Lisa. But she gave my boyfriend a blow job during the break,” thought Mia. “On the big screen. In front of everyone. And afterwards she even gave him her wet knickers. That was actually what I wanted to do. That was my moment. … And now you’re letting me fuck you as if it were the most normal thing in the world.”

“You’re going to pay for that now.”