Claudia's Surrender

An eBook By S J Lewis.

"Up," was all he said as he pulled on her hair and lifted up from underneath at the same time. It hurt! Well, a little, anyway. It wasn’t easy to do this with her legs bound as they were, and it was clear he expected her to do most of primitive in kneeling before a man, naked and bound, and taking him into her mouth. Sam had even introduced his own little twist to it the other night. As she had begun to suck on him, slowly, he had taken her head in his hands and held her that way tightly as he began to fuck her mouth with short, powerful thrusts of his hips. That had been wild, primitive and brutal...he kept thrusting a little bit too far, hitting the back of her throat, making her choke and gasp. But he never stopped, and his grip was so strong she could not move her head at all. When he had suddenly quickened his thrusts, she’d known he was going to come in her mouth any second. She had something very close to an orgasm right then, just from the realization.

But what exactly did he want now? She leaned forward against him, nuzzling at his crotch, making little moaning noises to excite him. He liked her noisy...and he could make her very noisy when he wanted to. But...what did he want now? She knew what SHE wanted! She rubbed her face against him, whining with impatience.

He moved away from her, still gripping her by her hair, and did something. It felt as if he’d put something on the bed just in front of her, because she could feel the mattress yield and heard a faint thump. What he did next came as a surprise. She felt him step to one side, and then his hand let go of her hair, cupped the back of her head, and shoved...hard! She toppled over with a yelp, turned her head, hit the mattress hard, and bounced once. The something he had put on the bed was soft but firm. It felt round, and it was positioned right under her hips now, raising her rump conveniently into the air. He tugged at whatever it was, adjusting it a bit. She heard him chuckle, and his hand gave her round left cheek a stinging slap. She yelped again and felt him get off of the bed. Now what? She didn’t think he was just going to leave her here for long. For the past several days, sex had been like a drug they shared: A powerfully addictive drug that sated their lusts for a little while only to stoke them up again, even higher. He didn’t need to do anything to ready her for what he might have in mind. She was as ready as she could possibly be, hot and slickly wet. She wriggled her hips for him to signal her state, and her growing impatience.

She felt him climb back onto the bed, behind her. His hand ran between her legs once, and she heard him chuckle again. He leaned forward, his breath warm on her neck. "I think you’re gonna like this, Red," he whispered into her ear. "I know I will." He wiped his hand on her back.  She felt her own wetness and her skin cooled briefly where he had touched. His hands gripped her body, just where her hips began to flare out from the narrowness of her waist. She felt him moving behind her, positioning himself. When she felt the tip of his cock begin to enter her...

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