Abby couldn't believe what was happening to her. She was abducted, drugged, and bound to a stranger's bed. He had just brought her to the first intense orgasm of her life, and she had her first experience with sucking cock. She was lying naked with a man's cum on her face and breasts, with no idea where she was or how she could escape. She was terrified.
Her abductor had left the room a few minutes before, after coming down from the joy of his first orgasm on his innocent young captive's face and tits. While the man was gone, Abby strained to look more closely at her bindings, and attempted in vain to reach them with her teeth. Of course it was futile. Angrily she pulled at her wrists and the bed shook, but of course, they just tightened and pinched, causing her pain. Abby started to cry, and it was at that moment the man returned.
He looked at her with compassion, and said, "Abby, baby, what's the matter?"
If all other events hadn't indicated it, the man was clearly psychotic. "Oh, I don't know, I've been kidnapped, tied to a stranger's headboard and forced to pleasure him. Right. What could be the matter?" Abby cried bitterly.
"Sweetie, you forgot the part where you yourself took a great deal of pleasure. I know you enjoyed that."
Abby shook her head and looked at him with disgust. "I could never enjoy that."
The man's eyes narrowed. "Oh, really? You don't enjoy being touched and caressed? Your pussy was rather wet by the time I finished playing with your breasts." His hands returned to her round full breasts, gave them a squeeze, and then started drawing circles with his fingers around her areolas.
"NO! Stop. Take me home. Please. Take me home now and I promise, I won't tell the police. Please. I'm begging you!" Her tears continued to fall.
The man just smiled at her a little sadly and bent down to take her breast in his mouth once again. Spatters of his cum remained on her from his last orgasm. He'd made no move to clean it off. It was so fucking hot. He worked on her nipples while she continued to beg him to stop. Her begging fell on deaf ears, and he gently grazed her little nipples with his teeth. Then, he pulled back, and pinched both nipples hard and fast. Abby screamed, startled by the move, and her pussy leapt in tandem.
He ran his hands up and down her body as he took a nipple between his teeth once again. Her begging started to blend into sounds of arousal. "pleeeaaase... Ah! Please... oh oh... please release...ah! Oh God...Let me GO!" He grinned up at her, knowing her body was responding to his ministrations yet again, and reached a hand down between her legs. "oooooohhh... NO! Not there!" The last time he'd gagged her, aroused by her helplessness, but he found this time, seeing her fighting with her body, resisting him, knowing he would break her and have her, even more hot.
"Baby, I'm going to touch you wherever I please. Just lie back and enjoy it."
In one hand, he pinched her nipple and rolled it between his fingers, while his other slid languidly between her soaking pussy lips. Abby's tears had stopped falling without her noticing. She moaned. "ohhh.... Please..."
He kissed her throat, at first gently, then began sucking and kissing in a way that he knew would bruise and mark her. His hand never left her cunt.
"Unh! Aahhh... Stop! Oh stop!" The man moved his attentions to her clit, and began making little circles, fast and gentle. Abby's breath came in little gasps. "Oh my God! Oh Oh Oh my God!"
"Really Abby? Should I stop?" Abby was so close to orgasm, what was left of her fight was dying.
She thrashed her head back and forth no, but instead said "YES!"
Abruptly, the man stopped. He pulled away from her, leaving her writhing, her pussy pounding in unison with her heart. She couldn't believe he'd actually listened to her when she told him to stop. He hadn't before.
The man looked down at his lovely captive. Her nipples were rock solid, she had red marks on her neck where she'd be bruised tomorrow. His marks. Remnants of his cum remained on her. She was so beautiful. She was panting, and he knew how badly her body was compelling her to cum. She looked up at him with wide eyes, not knowing what would happen next. He got up, and left the room before she had a chance to say anything else.
She lay on the bed, and her pussy was pounding and soaked. She desperately wanted to cum, despite what she'd said. She had caved so early the first time, this time she wanted to remember who she was. But God. Oh God. How good it felt to be touched there, to be touched everywhere. She wanted more. She hated that she wanted more, but she did. She wondered where the man was, and when he would return. She didn't know what event she was hoping for... her release, or her next orgasm. She squeezed her legs together and attempted to increase the sensations, she crossed her legs and ground her hips into the air. Just at that moment, the man returned, seeing her writhing on the bed, like a cat in heat, trying to bring herself to orgasm without any stimulation.
He smiled and knew he had her. Her came over toward her with a damp towel, and cleaned his cum off her face and what was left on her chest. He was gentle, but rubbed a little longer on her already sensitive and raw nipples than was necessary. "There now, that's better, isn't it?" He continued to rub the cloth on her breasts longer than was necessary, knowing that doing so would continue to keep her aroused. "I noticed you were trying to pleasure yourself when I was gone, weren't you Abby?"
She shook her head. "No, I wasn't!"
He shook his head. "Abby, when you lie to me, you will be punished. Do you understand?"
Her eyes widened. "I'm not lying!" He tossed the towel, and quickly smacked one breast, hard, and then the other. She screamed.
"That was two lies. Two punishments."
