Chapter 253:

Robert’s POV

I leaned in closer until our faces were inches apart, our scorching breaths crowding the small space between us. "Don’t try to escape," I said in a commanding tone as she struggled fruitlessly against the ties. "Just surrender."

She let out a long moan, closing her eyes. "I said open your eyes and look at me!" I snapped. "I want you to witness everything I’m going to do to you tonight."

She opened her glazed, fogged-up eyes. I began to distribute harsh kisses along her jawline down to her ear, nipping her earlobe lightly a move that made her entire body recoil on the bed.

I ran my hand roughly over the lace covering her chest, squeezing her nipples through the fabric. Her back arched, and she let out a muffled cry, tossing her head from side to side.

"Robert... please..." she whispered, her voice nearly vanishing.

"Please what? Say it," I demanded, increasing the pressure of my fingers.

"I want you... I want to feel you," she whimpered weakly.

A dark, victorious smirk touched my lips. I lowered my head, teasing the sensitive valley between her breasts with my tongue, moving up and down, while my other hand slid lower to toy with the thin strings separating me from her pussy.

When my fingers touched her wet, scorching skin, she screamed my name, pulling against the necktie binding her with all her might. I began to rub her clit in a fast, rhythmic motion, watching her face flush a deep crimson and her eyes roll back from the sheer intensity of the pleasure.

"See?" I told her, savoring the sight of her defenses crumbling before my ruthlessness. "This is how I take what I want... and right now, you belong to me completely. There is no escape from my hands tonight."

I looked into her eyes, which were heavy with arousal. "Open your mouth," I said in a low, dangerous voice.

She parted her lips slowly, panting. I inserted my finger now completely soaked to tease her tongue. I watched her shocked yet stimulated expression. "Do you like the taste of yourself?"

I moved my finger inside her mouth, feeling her tongue wrap around it instinctively, while she let out muffled moans, her bound hands gripping the bedframe violently. I pulled my finger out slowly and wiped it across her full lower lip. "You’re so delicious, Julie... delicious enough to make me want to rip these strings off your body right now."

I hovered over her again, her chest bare except for the black lace heaving at a frantic pace against my bare chest. I ran my tongue along her neck up to her ear and whispered, "You will be obedient tonight... you will scream my name until your voice is hoarse, and I won’t stop until I’m sure you’ve forgotten how to speak any name but Robert."

I felt her body shudder under the weight of my words. I moved my hand down again and shoved two fingers inside her in one strong, swift motion. She arched her back and screamed, shaking her head. I began to pump my fingers inside her with a violent, merciless rhythm, staring at her face, which was now lost in total surrender.

"Look at me!" I barked. She opened her eyes, brimming with tears and lust. I increased my speed. "Tell me, who do you belong to?"

"To you... I’m yours... Daddy... please... faster," she cried out in a broken, shattered voice.

I laughed darkly in triumph, then suddenly snatched my fingers out, leaving her right at the edge of her frenzy. "Why... keep going," she pleaded. "You’ll have to wait," I replied. I began to undo my belt with provocative slowness, my eyes devouring every inch of her bound body, ready to take her on a journey of pain and pleasure she would never forget.

I stood by her bound head and pulled out my dick, which was throbbing with desire. The head of it brushed against her hot cheek. I felt her body tremble as she stared at it in awe, as if it were a beast about to swallow her whole.

"Show me how you’ll handle it, Julie," I growled. "I want to feel your tongue melting over it."

I grabbed a handful of her hair and guided her head toward my hardened dick. She opened her small mouth slowly, and I pushed it gently against her teeth before her warm tongue slid out to lick the head cautiously. I let out a scorching exhale as I felt the coolness of her saliva coating it.

"Suck it... I want to feel the pressure of your mouth around it," I commanded roughly.

She began to take it into her mouth slowly, her delicate lips tightening around my thick dick, causing the veins to bulge more under the pressure. She squeezed her eyes shut, moving her head back and forth while her tongue teased the protruding veins underneath in a provocative rhythm.

I started to thrust my hips forward, burying it deeper into her throat until she began to make muffled sounds from the lack of air, her bound hands clutching the bedposts fiercely. I enjoyed seeing her eyes tear up from the sheer size of it inside her, while my fingers tangled in her hair to control her pace.

"Yes... just like that, Julie... suck it like your life depends on it."

She was sucking the head of my dick with force, her tongue dancing over the opening at the top with a skill that nearly made me lose control. I felt the heat centering in my lower abdomen, her fluids wetting her chin as she continued to suck greedily, as if she had discovered a new pleasure in humbling herself under my dominance.

I pulled it out of her mouth suddenly before I reached my peak, leaving her tongue hanging in the air as she gasped, searching for it with glazed eyes. "And now..." I said, hovering over her again, "it’s time for the real thing."

I placed my hardened dick, glistening with her saliva, between her trembling thighs. I began to rub the head against her wet, scorching opening that was pulsing in anticipation. She let out a muffled scream, pulling at her restraints, her body arching upward, begging for entry.

"Look at me, Julie," I ordered hoarsely. When she raised her glazed eyes to mine, I thrust myself inside her in one violent, powerful motion, carving a path into her tight depths. Her pussy was so tight it felt like it was squeezing me like a vise.

She let out a piercing scream that shook the room, her eyes flooding with tears from the shock of the sudden expansion. I stayed still inside her for a few seconds, savoring the feeling of being completely encased, while she panted and pulled at the tie binding her until her knuckles looked ready to burst.

"You’re so tight... fuck," I whispered in her ear as I began to move inside her with slow, heavy thrusts.

Each thrust hit her cervix, making her let out staccato moans that mixed pleasure with pain. I began to increase the speed and power of my strokes, the sound of my body slamming against hers filling the room with a primal rhythm.

The black strings wrapped around her body pressed into her flushed skin, making the sight even more maddening.

"Say my name!" I shouted, shaking her hips violently.

"Robert... ah... Robert... please," she cried out in a broken voice, shaking her head.

I locked my gaze on her face, which had turned deep crimson. I felt her body spasm from the inside, her walls beginning to contract violently around my dick. She was on the verge of collapsing, about to climax under the weight of my harsh strokes.

At the exact moment she let out a muffled scream and her hips rose to meet mine, seeking release, I jerked myself out of her. I left her hanging in a void of agonizing pleasure.

She gasped in shock, her glazed eyes filling with tears of frustration. She began to writhe madly on the bed, pulling at the ties above her head. Her pussy was still pulsing wildly, and her thighs were shaking involuntarily.

"Robert... please... why did you stop?" she called out in a broken, raspy voice.

I looked down at her with lethal coldness, seeing how she was starving for desire because of me. "I haven’t heard it yet, Julie," I said in a gravelly voice. "I want to hear your real plea."

She shook her head, her hair scattered across the pillow, crying out in helplessness. "Please... come back inside me... I’m dying... my body is burning."

I leaned in, placing the head of my hardened dick slick with her fluids right at her opening without entering. I began to rub it there with provocative slowness. She let out a muffled scream and arched upward, trying to catch it inside her, but I pulled away every time.

"Beg me properly," I whispered in her ear, my hand squeezing her waist.

She broke down, pulling at her restraints until her wrists were red. "Daddy... please, Daddy... come back inside me and tear me apart... I’m yours... Daddy, please!"