“Too good? I didn’t even know that was possible.”
“Neither did I,” Hannah says. “But it does.” She groans and shudders again as another orgasm passes through. “Please. I’ll do anything you want. Just please . . . I need a break. I’m begging you.”
“You’ll do anything?”
With her eyes opened wide with hope, Hannah nods her head vigorously. “Anything. Without complaint.”
Scott stops banging her but keeps his fingers planted firmly inside her pussy as he pretends to think about her offer. In reality he’s thinking about how curious it is that pleasure can works just as well as pain—if not better, in Hannah’s case—when it comes to breaking someone. It’s something he’s never considered before. But it’s definitely something he’ll keep in mind for the future.
For now, however, there are more important issues at hand. Like continuing to impart his will upon Hannah, for example.
With their faces mere inches away, Scott offers a wicked smile, and says, “Sorry, but I’m having too much fun right now,” then goes back to slamming his four fingers inside her pussy.
Hannah’s eyes roll back in her head and she lets out a low, long, visceral moan.
Laughing softly, loving the power he has over her, Scott bangs her for another thirty seconds or so before taking mercy on her and letting his fingers slide out of her pussy.
Scott barely gives her a chance to recover, however, before he’s back on his feet. Standing over Hannah, he grabs her by the hair, lifting her up until she’s on her knees with her head directly in front of his groin. He unbuttons his waistband, drops his pants, grabs ahold of his rock-hard cock, and sticks it in her mouth.
Even with her hands tied between her back Hannah has great oral skills. She swallows his cock greedily, going after it with vigor, moving her head forward and back quickly, her hair flying everywhere.
Scott lets her do all the work for a little while before taking control.
Grasping two handfuls of her hair he guides Hannah’s head, giving her his cock in long, slow strokes, holding it in her throat for a couple of seconds at the end of each thrust before gradually drawing it back out.
After it clears her mouth he only gives her a moment to catch her breath before pushing his cock back in and going through the whole process again.
Hannah seems to have no problem handling his cock, so he leaves it in her throat for progressively longer periods of time, until finally he decides to see just how much she can handle.
Still gripping two handfuls of her hair, Scott slides his cock out of Hannah’s mouth. This time he gives her a chance to fully recover before slipping it back in. He puts his hands on the back of Hannah’s head and pushes on it until his cock disappears completely inside her mouth.
Once Hannah is deepthroating him, Scott holds her head in place, not letting her move, her nose pressing against his stomach. There he holds her, his cock planted as deep in her throat as possible.
Ten seconds in, Hannah gags and tries to pull away.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Scott says, not letting up one bit. Her body doesn’t believe it right now, but she’s not in any danger. She’s still has way too much energy to burn.
In fact, to show her that they’re not even close to being finished, he presses even harder on the back of her head, forcing his cock further down her throat.
Hannah struggles some more, trying desperately to get some air into her lungs. But still Scott holds her head in place. She gags again, followed by a deep, resonant cough that Scott can feel in his cock.
Hannah is panicking now, her head shaking from side to side, her body shucking and jiving, her arms and legs straining, but because of her bonds she simply doesn’t have the leverage or the mobility to get away from Scott.
It isn’t until Hannah’s protestations become weaker that Scott finally eases up on the pressure and lets go of her hair.
Her head snaps back and she gasps for breath, her chest heaving. Saliva is dripping down her face, covering her tits, pooling on the carpet. Tears are streaming down her face, making a mess of her makeup. She coughs and hacks and lets her head hang down, her body slumped over, exhausted from the exertion.
But Scott doesn’t slow down one bit.
With his cock raging as hard as ever, he circles around Hannah until he’s behind her, then forces her head down onto the carpet. He drops to his knees and nestles in behind her, then reaches under her hips and lifts them up so her body is like an upside-down V, with her ass as the highest point.
Hannah’s legs are still held closely together by her jeans, which have slipped down to around her knees but are holding fast, and her wrists are still bound by the belt. She’s still essentially helpless. Just like Scott likes her.
With his cock slick from Hannah’s saliva, Scott slips it into her pussy for the first time all evening. It’s a bit tighter than normal due to Hannah’s legs still being pressed together by her jeans, but her pussy is wet enough that it goes in with only a hint of resistance.
Hannah utters a soft little groan but doesn’t protest, either with her mouth or her body. She simply doesn’t seem to have the energy for it right now.
But that changes quickly enough. As Scott continues slowly and deliberately fucking her from behind her body naturally reacts to the stimuli. Hannah’s not a big talker, but Scott can tell from the growing intensity of the grunts and moans coming from her mouth that she
