Chapter 29
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We stayed up stupidly late, not only to kiss at midnight but because we were having fun at the party with Rafe’s sister and his cousins. A little champagne and I was ready to dance until I collapsed.
Which is exactly what we did as soon as we came upstairs. We didn’t even manage to get fully undressed, and we slept right through the morning.
Rafe says the day is leisurely. Most people will stay in bed to catch up on sleep and nurse their hangovers. So once we grab breakfast, that’s exactly what we do. We head back upstairs.
However, the electric heat under my skin surged whenever our bodies touched, even a little bit, while we ate. I wasn’t imagining the lust bright in his eyes whenever they met over our plates.
We won’t be sleeping.
I currently have Rafe tied up with a plethora of his ties. I have ones around his wrists currently over his head. Two around his waist to hold the ones around his thighs in place. Like those elastic things used to hold up thigh-high stockings.
His cock lies hard and leaking on his stomach. But what I can’t stop looking away from is the tie that’s gagging him. He wants to scream. I want to make him scream. The heat that moves through my blood at the thought is more than a little concerning.
I’ve never had the desire to force someone into anything, much less sex. Yet, just thinking about it has me ready to come. I don’t plan to let him up at all. Not until we’re both little more than rag dolls.
However, while I was sifting through his sex toys to find my options for vibrators, I found this set of butt plugs that I’ve pulled out. They’re of various sizes, but what I’m most interested in is the handle that curves and pushes right into the taint. Not only that. They vibrate.
I may need a gag, too.
I line all my gains up on the nightstand and then straddle Rafe backwards while I stretch my hole and work the butt plug in.
Naturally, I opt for the largest. When it pops into place, a burst of precum dribbles onto Rafe’s stomach.
Fuck. The way it sits against my prostate on the inside and presses firmly from the outside nearly has my eyes rolling.
Rafe moans.
“Like that?” I ask, breathless. “Like what you see?”
He nods.
“Good. It’s all for you.”
It is. We murmured up the stairs, and while I can’t say it was a conversation or even complete sentences, Rafe made it clear what he wanted.
He wants to be forcefully fucked, painfully taken, forced to get off, filled with my cum, until he’s practically comatose. Then he wants me to wake him with my dick.
He wants to disappear into his head.
I think there’s something bigger going on, but the way my whole body lit up with sick excitement said I’m not questioning right now. All I’m doing is fucking this man. I’m giving him what he wants while it’s still an option.
Climbing off him, I can’t fight the moan my movement causes as the plug shifts and slides inside me.
I’m a slut for anything pressed against my prostate.
Clenching on this thing while I fuck Rafe is going to be its own kind of torture that I’m really looking forward to.
And when I can’t move on my own, that’s what the remote is for.
I roll Rafe onto his side. He’s practically a summer sausage right now, all stretched out with very little flexibility. His legs are held firmly together. Which means his sexy little hole is, too.
“You want a condom?” I ask as I get behind him.
He shakes his head. There’s no subtlety in it. That is a very loud no.
“You want to feel my cum in your ass. Is that it?”
Rapid nodding.
“Ready for me? Ready for me to hurt you?”
Rafe shivers, nodding some more.
I pull his hands so his elbows are bent and the ties are behind my head, making his hands stay there as well. He grips my hair.
Gripping his hips, I roll us so he’s lying on top of me. Rafe whimpers as he tries to move his legs and can’t.
“Like that? Is it exciting?”
Nodding.
I reach between us to grab my dick and bring my cockhead to his hole. It’s not easy. Not with how his legs are tied and his ass is clenched. I rub my cock through his slick crease until I hit what I’m looking for and push inside.
Rafe gasps. His body jerks. I keep my hand there to guide myself as I dig my heels into the mattress and shove up. He cries out, his ass clenching tighter in response. His arms jerk forward, but he can’t move. None of him can.
A surge of pleasure floods my body as I wrap my arms around him and begin fucking up into him hard. Rafe’s gagged cries are loud in my ear, driving me on.
“Is it too hard?” I grunt.
He shakes his head.
“Want me to stop?”
He shakes his head for a long time, making sure I understand him clearly.
For a while, I fuck into him like this with no change. Listening to the way he continues to cry. Feeling the way his body continues to struggle. When my hips get tired, I grip his dick and squeeze. His cries get louder.
I grip his balls like I’m trying to squeeze water from dirt. His body spasms until he comes. His beautiful screams echo in my head.
“Like that?”
Rafe nods.
“It’s time to keep coming for me. I want you in one long continuous orgasm.”
The sexy whimpers, man. They’re going to be my undoing.
I reach for the vibrators and set them beside me. I put the remote for my plug on my other side. While I still try to keep my hips moving so he feels my dick forcing its way into his body, I concentrate on my hands.
Vibrator in hand, I set the bulbous head to the base of his dick and against his balls and turn it on. Rafe’s entire body immediately jerks and doesn’t stop. His cries get louder. More desperate. He comes again.
I move this vibrator to the head of his dick, right over his slit, and reach for a second to cup to his balls. I press it between his sac and his taint, right up tight. With as much pressure as I can, I squeeze him everywhere, making sure he feels the vibration in his fucking bones.
His screams are muffled because of his gag, but they ring loudly in my head. Addicting. I want more. More of his screams. More of him falling apart.
He comes again. Because I have the vibrator against his slit, it sprays outward like water on a spoon.
“Does it hurt, Rafe?”
He nods. I feel a tear on my cheek.
“Want me to stop?”
There’s no mistaking the way he shakes his head.
“You want more? More pain? More orgasms?”
Rafe nods.
I keep the vibrators on him and alternate where I squeeze his dick. His crying doesn’t stop. His tears are rolling down now. Once he comes again, I think maybe he’s ready for the next level.
Bracing myself as best I can, I reach for the remote and turn the butt plug on. I barely have the presence of mind to get my hand around his dick with the second vibrator in hand while hanging on for dear life as the burst of pleasure has me going cross-eyed.
There’s no controlling my movements. My hips buck wildly, which has me fucking into Rafe with uncontrolled movements. He screams loudly, over and over, his orgasm as out of control as mine.
That’s what that is. That’s the hot lightning in my core as I gasp and lose my mind. My prostate is stupidly sensitive, so the constant input of vibration has me nothing more than a body of reactions as I jerk my hips against the onslaught.
My own orgasms are beginning to feel painful now. I can’t take the vibration on my sensitive nerves. But I also can’t let go of Rafe. If I let go of his cock, I’m going to come apart. My grip on him is the only thing keeping me from jumping out of my skin.
I whine as another wave of pleasure has me spilling inside him. There’s something to be said about the torture of continuous forced orgasms. My tears join Rafe’s as we struggle through the forced pleasure.
One of the vibrators on his cock dies, and I let it fall. It’s then that I realize he’s not moving. He’s not screaming. He’s lost somewhere inside his own mind. I can’t make myself stop, though. I can’t make my hips stop with the vibrator in my ass still going.
It’s not a big deal, though. He said even when he sleeps, he wants me to wake him with my cock. There’s a word for that. Right now, all I can do is beg for the vibrator in my ass to die.
I screech through another orgasm and then sob when the vibrator dies in the middle of it. I gasp, tears streaking down my cheeks as my body becomes limp under Rafe.
He whimpers, and I can feel his frustration.
“Sorry,” I whisper and reach blindly for another vibrator. I bring it to his cock, and his body jerks, but he settles down. “That better, baby? That what you need?”
He doesn’t answer. I feel the tears soaking my cheek and neck. Into my hairline. The only response I receive from him is when I stop. He gets restless. Or when he orgasms. His body spasms.
I keep him coming until I’m out of vibrators. By then, he’s asleep. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. It’s not long before I pass out, too.
We’re on our sides when I wake up. My cock is out of his body, but somehow hard again. I fumble as I try to get the plug from my ass. It pops out and flings across the bed, landing on the floor with a thud.
I thought ahead, so I’m within reach of the second one, just like the first. It’s smaller, but I don’t think that’s going to be an issue. I think I’ll react the same way.
There’s no finesse as I shove it inside me, gasping when it settles home. Then I roll us so Rafe is beneath me, still wrapped up like a mummy, unable to move. It feels as though he’s asleep, which is wild since I’ve been jerking us around and his hands are still stuck behind my head.
“Are you sure you want me in your sleep?” I ask in his ear.
Rafe sighs, but that’s all the answer I get.
Taking a breath, I push my cock toward his hole. At first, I’m easy. Slow. He moans in his sleep. A shiver races through me, and I shove inside him.
Rafe wakes up with a jolt, his body convulsing as he screams. I fuck into him hard, one of my hands gripping his hair, the other holding onto the remote tightly. I want to come inside him all on my own first.
“This what you want, Rafe? This how you want to be woken up?”
He nods, even through his screams. They’ve died down a little, but I love the way he struggles now. He pulls his arms, his legs, his back, as he tries to move.
“Want me to stop?”
No. He shakes his head.
“Does it hurt? Am I hurting you?”
Yes. Yes, yes, yes.
“Want me to slow down?”
No.
“You want to hurt for me. You want me to shred you to pieces.”
Yes.
I come with a groan. “You want me to fill your ass?”
Yes. His yes doesn’t stop.
As soon as my orgasm is over. I hit the On button on the remote. Vibration is instant and consuming. I cry out and toss the remote away as I grip onto Rafe and fuck into him with zero control.
It’s too good. Too painfully good. I feel like my soul is being shoved out of my body. With every forced orgasm, I bite harder into Rafe’s shoulder to quiet my own screams. Rafe doesn’t stop struggling. Sobbing.
Until he does. His body relaxes. Turns limp. While I continue to fuck wildly, unable to find the same numbness that Rafe does. Tears sting my eyes as I cry through another orgasm while gripping Rafe tightly.
I don’t want to stop. I don’t want to stop filling his body with my cum.
I don’t want to stop abusing his body. Making sure it always remembers me.
Remembers what I’ve done to it. Remembers that it belongs to me.
I’ll fill it over and over until he loses his fucking mind and becomes nothing but a doll beneath me.
I’m delirious when the vibrator stops, yet my hips don’t stop rocking. My body still feels like it’s vibrating. The echoes of it move over my skin, making my fingertips tingle.
“I love you,” I whisper into Rafe’s ear. “I love you so fucking much. I wish you loved me too.”
No response. I feel his heartbeat against my chest. I can feel his lungs move steadily.
“It means a lot that you trust me with you like this,” I whisper. “I-I think this is more than a kink for you, Rafe. I want to be the only one you ever take like this. Can I be?”
I know I won’t receive an answer. I’m not sure if he’s passed out or… something else. Either way, I love the way he feels. I love that his body is mine to command right now.
Closing my eyes, I suck on his neck while I continue to rock inside him slowly. Not enough to stimulate either of us because I’m so goddamn tired. I’m tired and sore. I’m sure if I am, Rafe is tenfold.
But I can’t stop yet. I want to sear him and this feeling into my memory so I have it for the rest of my life. The amount of trust he has in me to take him to this place, to use his body while he’s passed out… It must be great. Epic.
I want to live in this moment forever.