Chapter 30 Seven #2
“Sit back for me,” I say, coaxing her into position.
Once she’s sitting back on her heels, I lean forward into the cage, wrapping my arms around her body and tying her wrists together with my length of rope.
As soon as she’s secure, I pull her arms up, hooking a piece of rope into the hook hanging from the ceiling of the cage.
“Seven…?”
“Almost done, angel.” I help her to move her legs in front of her body, and she hangs there in an awkward position, her heels pressing into the ground as she attempts to hold herself upright.
Before she can try to free herself, I grab her ankle, raising it above the level of her heart so she’s forced to hang dead weight from the cage ceiling.
Pulling out more rope, I tie her ankle to a leather stirrup strapped to the corner of the cage.
When she’s secure, I give the same treatment to the other, leaving her hanging and spread perfectly.
Grace’s chest bounces with the speed of her breath, her eyes wide and anxious as she realizes just how immobilized she is. The only way she’s getting down is if I let her—and I have no desire to do that for a long, long time.
She yanks against the restraints, uncomfortable with being held off the ground. “Seven…”
“Shh. It’s okay, sweet girl.” She swallows hard, relaxing into my touch as I begin stroking up and down her spine. “That’s it. Just like that.”
I reach into my pocket and pull out a large yellow plug—larger than any of the others I’ve had Grace wear. I hold it out for her to view, and she looks down, her mouth falling open at the sight of the huge plug.
“I-I can’t fucking take that! Are you crazy?”
I chuckle darkly, watching her pupils blow. “You’ll be taking my cock here before long. You need to get used to it.”
I dip my fingers inside her, stroking her walls, covering them in her arousal before pulling out and brushing it over the head of the plug.
“What are you doin—”
She cries out as I push the tapered head inside her pussy, keeping a tight grip on the base as I swirl it around, coating the toy fully with her arousal. “Shh. Just relax.”
As the plug fills her, Grace lets out a deep moan, her body shivering with pleasure—and we haven’t even begun. I yank it out with a wet pop, and Grace whimpers at the loss, pushing her hips back in an attempt to feel me.
“Needy little thing.” I massage her ass with my calloused palm, soothing her for what’s to come. Then, spreading her cheeks apart, I push the head of the plug against that puckered ring of muscle, easing it slowly inside.
Grace tenses, and I smack her ass hard.
“I told you to fucking relax.” I push the toy deeper inside, stretching her out.
“Wait! I can’t—” Grace’s head falls back with a moan as I slide my arm around her stomach, my fingertips brushing against her swollen clit.
“That’s better,” I say, easing the plug deeper. “Open up for me, angel. Let me fill you the way you’ve been craving.”
My thumb rubs torturous circles around her clit as I press two fingers inside her, curling them against that spot that makes Grace come undone. When her walls clench around me and I can tell she’s about to come, I stop, making Grace cry out in desperation.
“Seven! Don’t stop,” she whines. “I was… I was so close…”
I lean forward, whispering in her ear, “Who do you belong to, Grace? Tell me, and I’ll let you come.”
“I’m-I’m yours.” Her eyes roll to the back of her head as she rocks against my hand, desperate for release. “I’m yours, Seven.”
“Fuck.” My head falls forward as my balls tighten, desperate to fill her. “Fuck. Yes you are, my pretty little angel. You’re all mine, aren’t you? Say it again,” I beg, my voice layered with desperation. “Say it for me.”
“I’m yours.” she says. “I’m yours! Please, just let me come!”
My fingers work her clit once more, and to my delight, it only takes a few more touches to send her over the edge. Her body shudders, her muscles clench, and Graces comes, her head falling back in a choked scream as she floods my palm with her release.
“Such a good girl.” Before her body has a chance to recover, I lean forward, pressing my lips to her spine. Then I shove the plug all the way inside her.
Grace’s scream gets caught in her throat, and her eyes bulge, her body convulsing as pain and pleasure war inside her. “I—I can’t… too much…”
She tries to take a breath, but all she manages is a shallow gasp. My cock hardens at the sound, and I fight the urge to press up, filling her the way I’ve been dreaming of.
“It’s already done.” I press up on my knees so my cock is at the height of her hips.
I have to crouch so my head doesn’t brush the top of the cage, but that just means I’m in a better position to whisper into Grace’s ear.
I turn my head, licking up the length of her delicate neck, loving how she shivers for me. “Do you want my cock?”
“I… I…”
“What?” I ask, my voice soft, mocking. “You can’t even speak anymore, can you? That pretty brain is just all turned to mush.”
I slide my palm up to grip her breast, rolling her swollen nipple between my fingers, and Grace cries out, her head falling back as her body shudders with pleasure. “Yes! God, yes!”
“That’s better.” I fist my cock, sliding the head up and down her slicked center, teasingly dipping inside her before pulling out to continue the torturous movements.
“Please.” Grace whimpers, her hips jerking, body desperate for release. “Please, Seven!”
“Please, what?” I nip at the shell of her ear. “What do you want, Grace?”
“I want… I want your cock,” she breathes, her head falling back against my chest. “I need it. Please, Seven, plea—”
I shove my cock inside her, and she screams, her muscles clenching around me as I thrust all the way inside her. Goose bumps cover her skin as he begins moving in her, drawing out broken moans from her swollen, parted lips.
“God, you’re perfect,” I groan, increasing the pace of my thrusts. “So fucking mine.”
“Yes!” Grace cries. “Yes!”
I lean forward, sinking my teeth into her shoulder as I come undone.
My hips slam against her, filling the room with wet, sloppy sounds as Grace shatters, her muscles spasming as her orgasm rips through her.
I reach down, working her clit with my thumb, drawing out her pleasure as I fuck her hard and fast, pulling her to the edge of euphoria with me.
“I’m going to come inside you now, Grace.” I thrust in and out of her savagely, tortuously. “I’m going to fill your pretty womb with my seed and make you mine forever.”
“W-wait.” Her eyes go wide. “Don’t… don’t come in me… you—you can’t!”
“I already am.”
My head tilting back with a powerful groan as my hips slam flush against hers. I deliver a soft pinch to Grace’s clit, and she comes with a shattered scream, her face twisted in bliss as we find our release together.
My cock throbs deep inside her, filling her in the way I’ve been dreaming of. My head swarms with images of Grace lying in bed, her stomach swelling with my child, and I let out a deep moan, my cock pulsing with a second wave of release.
“Fuck,” I choke, falling forward. I clutch Grace desperately, holding her limp body to me like a lifeline. “Now, you’re really mine.” I place a tender kiss on her shoulder as I rub my palm over her belly. “You might be getting pregnant right now, angel. Isn’t that wonderful?”
“No… it’s fucking not.”
Grace tries and fails to wiggle off my cock. I chuckle darkly, holding her in place so my softening cock doesn’t have a chance to slip out of her pussy.
“You’re sick.” Her skin shudders as my cock jumps, beginning to harden inside her once more. “Oh my God… there’s no way.”
I lean forward, licking the shell of her ear as my fingertips dig into her skin. “Yes, there is.”
I kiss the racing pulse point on the side of her neck, breathing in deep, getting high on her scent. My balls tighten, and my cock throbs, now fully erect, ready to fill her again.
“I’m getting you pregnant,” I whisper. “Whether you’re ready or not.”