MySweetApple: Now You Will Love Me

Paolo has Kim trapped in his dungeon. She came home from her grandmother’s place in Spain and stepped off the bus, then nothing. Now her arms are chained over her head, bare feet cold on concrete she cannot see. A fat ball gag stretches her jaws, so even if she screamed, the sound would die somewhere in the dark. A big fan hums behind her, pushing chilled air over skin that isn’t covered by the leather bra and short skirt someone else dressed her in. She feels him before she hears him. Hot mouth on her thighs, slow hands on her waist, then a sharp slap across her ass that makes the chains rattle. His fingers dig in, spread her, claim what’s already his. The skirt drops. A tongue licks straight between her cheeks, then finds her clit and sucks until she’s dripping down her own legs. The vibrator drags over goose-bumped skin, then the zapper bites, once, twice, snapping her back to the moment. Her body jerks, yet her hips still push forward, begging without words. Paolo presses his cock against her ass and she rubs back like an animal in heat. He slides into her from behind, fucks her hard while the chains hold her up, then unhooks her. She could run, but her knees hit the floor instead. She takes his balls in her mouth, sucks, licks, hungry in a way she’s never felt. He grabs her hair, drives his cock down her throat until spit runs off her chin. When he pushes her onto all fours again, he pounds her until she comes shaking and loud around the gag. One last thrust down her throat and he unloads across her tongue, lips, chin. Kim swallows every drop, licks her lips clean, then listens to his footsteps fade. Alone now, all she wonders is how soon he’ll come back so she can taste him again.