Cathy's POV

The next day is sheer sweet torture. He parades himself almost naked whenever he comes to find me, whether in the kitchen or living room or upstairs. Maybe I should just turn off the heater so that he’ll be cold and will not take off his clothes? I play this thought in my head over and over again.

But then the image of him fucking me is so hard to ignore and so out of control. After seeing him naked after his shower last night, I can’t stop myself thinking about him. Besides, my body is craving for more after that short episode in his room the other day.

Damn it! I never wanted a man like this in my life. The one I had last didn’t last long. My ex-boyfriend was a cheating asshole. So why am I even bothering to have such desire with this Barett who’s practically a stranger?

This night, I am no longer in control of myself. When he asks for tea in his room, I bring it in, knowing that it is another pretext to seduce me. I am not even surprised now that he is just lying there in the bed barenaked. His hand caresses manhood, making me watch it. It certainly looks so huge, so erect and proud. Damn it!

Like a possessed woman, I merely look at his face with my eyes begging him, and my hands already shed off my clothing down to the tiniest one. He stands up to lay me down his bed.

“Now, close your eyes,” he commands.

I close my eyes like a hypnotized bitch. I feel him blindfolding me. Next, my hands are tied behind me. He gently spreads my legs, caressing them. I slightly shiver with anticipation. I whimper in pain when I feel something pinch my nipples; the grip was so hard. That’s when it dawned on me. He is using the clothespins! The hell?

I pant audibly. Then I feel his head dip in between my breasts, kissing the sides. The clothespins are moved and with this the tinge of pain pierces my nipples.

I breathe in and out heavily while his kisses trail down to my stomach and abdomen. His mouth hovers over the V area, and he blows it. My body shakes in anticipation.

Not long afterward, I feel him shift. The tip of his erection is tracing my soft lips. He presses it there, and I open my lips.

He grunts loud enough. “Open it wider, babe,” he orders.

I open my mouth wider, and he fills it with his massive shaft. He slowly sinks it into my mouth but I almost choke. He was just so huge!

He holds my hair and guides my mouth as he plunges in and pulls out of my velvety and wet mouth.

“Yes!” he grunts.

After a few moments, he shifts again. This time, his big and long rod is in my mouth while his mouth is on my lady parts, nibbling the folds and the bud in an alternate or random manner.

I can’t help but groan with pleasure.

“Lick my cock and my balls,” he commands.

And guess what? I do so with a moan, while he enters a couple of fingers inside my wet peach and his tongue and lips nip, nibble, bite, kiss and suck the needy pea.

“Oh, shoot!” I scream.

He does it again. And again. And again. Until I can’t take it anymore. My body is thrashing wildly but my bound hands are still underneath me, helpless. I so want to touch him as well. But this clearly disciplines me to not be able to touch him. This itself is a frustrating torture on my part.

He shifts into another position once again. I feel his manhood rub against my swollen nub.

“Tell me you want me inside,” he demands with a hoarse voice.

I know from the sound of it that his desire to fuck me hard is also pushing him on edge.

“Please, I want you inside. Fuck me, Barett. Fuck me!” I beg.

Shoot! I can’t believe I said that! But the hell I care. I want it so bad.

There is no other way around it anyway. He wins. Finally. He’s my master now, and I am merely his servant.

He gently slaps my lady parts. Twice.

I groan, both from excitement and pain.

Then I feel him sink into my body so wonderfully. We both moan and are breathless. His fingers enter my mouth to touch my tongue as he forcefully thrusts in and out of my body. I close my mouth to suck his fingers, and he grunts sexily. It is actually marvelous to listen to.

He pinches my nub and I scream. Then he touches the clothespins, making them vibrate as my body is shaken with his powerful thrusts.

“Ohhh!” I cry.

The pain is searing from my nipples throughout my body, combined with the pleasure he gives me with his arousal.

Shoot!

I cry again with both pain and pleasure as he keeps on teasing my nipples with the clothespins. I haven’t imagined it could be like this.

Some minutes later, I feel him carry me in his arms, and he lies on his back. He enters my swollen center while my body is in a sideways position.

Oh, shoot! This feels so damnably good! No, it’s great even.

I continue to moan loudly, which is drowned by the pouring of the rain outside.

“Don’t come until I say so,” he orders, while driving in and out. Hard and deep.

“Oh, fuck you, Barett! When can I do that?” I say in between gasps and moans.

“You’ll know later.” He grunts again so sexily it could drive me crazy.

He changes our position again. He makes me lie down on my side before he gives a powerful lunge inside. Then his pace is even faster and harder this time.

Oh, shoot!

One leg is up in his shoulder and one thumb is on my pea, rubbing it.

Damn Barett! He really knows how to fuck impressively hard. It is totally mind-blowing!

“Oh, God!” My voice is begging. “Can I come now, please?” I ask Barett, whimpering. My body shivers with tense. The feeling is so intense that I cannot seem to hold back anymore.

He grunts as he is still driving in and out of me.

“Barett, please?” I continue to beg, crying.

His thrusts are faster and faster. “Yes, Cathy babe!” he says. “Come now!

At last.

He prepares my body to the limit until my dam bursts open. Our juices mix together that my center drips.

We are both panting hard after the release. He slowly takes off my blindfold and removes the clothespins. My nipples are finally set free from their tight grip. Holding my chin with gentle fingers, he gives me a deep, hot and wet kiss, and I kiss him back with the same intensity while groaning in delight.

Meanwhile, the storm outside seems to slowly ebb its anger.

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