Page 28 of Feral
“That’s a very, very good girl,” I praise. “Stay.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I hear her swallow again, and knowing her belly is filled with my cum is an indescribable feeling.
Nasty, dirty, and depraved, she and I are a match made in heaven.
I walk away, to find the box I thought I’d never use again, now all dusty and yellowed but still there. I take it down from the storage closet and open it, memories of good times with Jenni hitting me right in the gut.
When I go back to Gemma, her gaze falls on the things in my hands.
Her breathing changes.
“Do you trust me, sweetheart?”
“Yes, Jacob, I trust you won’t hurt me.”
“Oh, but I might, little girl. And you will take both the pain and the pleasure as I use your body in any way I see fit. Yes?”
She nods and it’s game on.
“Blue is your safeword. If you’re unable to speak, then shake your head, I’ll know.”
I leave the toys aside and grab the shibari rope, coiling it in my hands. Playing with it as I intend to do with her. My cock is half-hard, jutting up and twitching at the sight of her bound and on her knees, waiting to please me.
Her gorgeous breasts are flushed with excitement, her nipples hard.
I extend my hand, helping her stand.
She seems unprepared when I reach out and grab both of her luscious melons, squeezing them hard, and making her gasp.
“Have you ever had your breasts tied, sweet girl?”
“No. Never,” she purrs, and I squeeze harder, eliciting a deep moan of mild pain.
“Your tits are made for this. So full and heavy. Daddy's going to take great pleasure from this. But first,” I reach out and take hold of the black scarf. “Daddy wants you gagged, and blindfolded.”
Another hard swallow as her eyes search mine. I walk behind her and secure the soft fabric at the back of her head before walking back in front of her.
“Beautiful. Now open your mouth.” I push the ball gag past her lips and secure it, inspecting my handiwork. “Are you wet, my pet?”
“Hmmm.”
“Good girl. Daddy’s going to tie your breasts now. It will be uncomfortable at first but you’ll get used to the pain after a while.”
She nods and takes a few deep, calming breaths. I focus on making the intricate knots and loops that will have each breast held high.
“Are you okay?” I ask a few moments later, wondering if this is as exciting for her as it is for me.
“Mmmm,” she purrs again as I take that as a yes. I move to her left breast, tying the rope around her flesh a few times until it pops up and out like an inflated red balloon.
“There you go. Nice and bound, like a good girl.”
I grab both her tits and squeeze hard until her soft moans fill my ears and my imprint on her bound flesh gets my cock hard as steel. I do it again a second and third time until she accepts her fate.
And then, I slap those gorgeous, engorged tits until she squeals again and again.
And again.
