Release all that sexual frustration on her

He raced down the hall after his torturer, tearing off his clothes as he ran. She stood in the bedroom, half hiding in the corner. He grabbed her and threw her through the air, onto the bed. She scrambled to crawl away, but wound up with his strong hands on her hips. On all fours again, but not in control this time. He pressed his cock into her slick wet flesh. She helped guide him in, and braced her self for what he was going to do. With all the **** he could bring to bear, he buried himself in her. Finally he felt the sublime sensation of hot, hot flesh, totally engulfing his manhood. The **** he used to drive into her would have knocked her off the bed, if not for the firm grip he had on her waist. His remaining handcuff rattled, as her chest shook from the ****. Powerless to resist, she surrendered to him.

Over and over again, punishing her soft flesh, he penetrated her. The only time he would release her hips, was to spank her between thrusts. He'd mumble something about ****, or who she belonged to. He watched as her bare ass shook from thrusting into her, and from the slaps he delivered. How he loved the look of her ass....

She dropped her arms, burying her face in the pillow. With her hands free, she reached down, and started playing with her self, and with her breasts again. Her whimpers of extacy were muffled by the thick feather pillow around her face. Over and over, his manhood drilled deep into her, stroking her deepest, darkest places. She was now his, completely. She would deny him nothing.

As he looked down, over the shapely back, and round bottom of his lover, he saw a chance to further get some measure of **** for the game she played. He withdrew his tool, slick with her moisture. With one hand he held her, and with the other be positioned his shaft. She now felt his hot skin against her anus, and knew what he wanted. She pushed back against him, showing her willingness to play along. He had to work at it, but finally slid his head into her. With one more strong thrust, he slid his entire length into her ass. She gasped, and coarsely rubbed her clit. She was closer to orgasm than she realized. She wanted to cum with him deep inside of her, and in such a dirty way.

"Oh... . Yeah... Fuck my ass... Give it to me... Fuck me....Fuck me....Fuck me...." A stream of obscenities flowed from her pretty lips. All of her grace and poise fell away as this turned into a dirty fuck.

She felt an orgasm growing from deep within her. With each thrust up her ass, and flick of her clit, it grew just a bit more. She scratched at her sopping wet pussy, and ground her fingers against her clit. Filling herself with fingers, as his cock filled her ass. She was high from the feeling. Just as she thought she couldn't take it any more, her body stiffened, and spasmed. She felt a tremendous orgasm tear across her body. Like a small boat in rough seas, all she could do was hang on, and enjoy the ride.....

Seeing her twitch and writhe under him, he knew she was cumming. Watching her cum... Watching what he had done to her... It was making him cum. He felt it in at the base of his tool. He was about to release all of his energy in one massive event. With a final thrust, he felt the tingle move from th base, out to the head, and then , the first shot. With his cock as far into her as it had ever been, he released his seed. The **** of his final thrust knocked her off her knees, and onto her belly. Still cumming, he pulled out of her, and proceeded to shower her ass with cum. It splattered from the back of her thighs to the middle of her back, and everything in between.

Once he finished, he collapsed beside her. Both of them drenched with sweat, and panting, exhausted from the romp. As they lie there, dripping with each other's fluids, he kissed her cheek gently, and she held his hand, with the remaining cuff. He reached, twisted, and clicked the handcuff, and tethered their wrists together. She just smiled, too exhausted to resist.

The end