love wrapped in chains SeXStoRY

“John?” she whimpered into the room. The darkness curled around her, her senses on red alert. Her heart pounding hard in her chest as she struggled against the restraints holding her arms high above her head. Penny’s hands clenched into tight fists, a fine sheen of sweat glistened over her naked body. John admired her from his seat in the corner of the room, stroking his fingertips over the smooth leather. He watched the pulse thudding in her throat, the rise and fall of her full breasts, the hardening of her nipples, the quivering of her thighs. He let out a content sigh, a sigh of power and control. There this beautiful creature was, vulnerable, exposed and completely offering herself to him. He stood up slowly smoothing down the creases in his smart trousers, carefully rolling up the sleeves of his crisp white shirt. His smile was victorious as he stared at his hard earned prize. Penny turned her head to the sound of his shoes sinking into the plush carpet, trying to listen to his movements and figure out where in the room he was. She knew the room off by heart. The small alcove on her right hand side where the leather seat, her master would examine her as she greeted him, the mahogany dressing table on her right side opposite to the door which she had been allowed to place her perfume and makeup, the large 4 poster bed with deep crimson covers and dark d****s hanging from the frame behind her. The chains rattled as her body tensed feeling hot breath tickling over her skin, she could smell the familiar fragrance of rich brandy and his cologne. A shiver ran up her spine and heat pooled in her stomach. John’s fingertips traced delicately up her sides, over her smooth shapely thighs, her round hips up her tight waist tickling over her ribs and the sides of her breasts, the touch feather light almost tickling her sensitive skin. She let out a small mewl her full lips parting slightly. Her tongue darted out to wet them. His strong fingers gently smoothed up from her underarm over her forearms to her hands. His fingers entwined in her own. She felt complete, their bodies becoming one. Penny felt him lean in close and his words caressed her ears. “You belong to me…” His soft lips brushing against her earlobe. Penny could feel the stubble on his jaw graze against her underarm and she squirmed. Suddenly he grabbed her thick chestnut hair bunched in his fist and pulled her head back, her throat taut, her pulse racing around her body. She let out a yelp her nipples hardening. She knew she could and would give this man anything he needed and everything he wanted. “Don’t you pet…” he left the sentence hanging seductively in the air. “Yes…” penny managed to whimper. Her voice shook with excitement and the tiniest bit of fear. Her body felt electric. This man had her completely exposed to him, he could do anything he wanted if he so choosed but she trusted him. Knew he would never really hurt her. He pulled sharply on her hair again and penny screamed. “Yes what penny?” he growled “Y-yes master” his grip loosened and he slowly caressed her smooth waves of hair admiring the way they cascaded down the curve of her spine. He traced the dainty constellation of dark freckles that were spotted over the pale skin of her back. The muscles under her flesh reacting to every soft touch or caress from him. The way her body responded to john excited him and he felt himself harden under his tight trousers. John took a step back and heard a resigned whimper and he knew penny ached for his touch his fingers touching her; she needed him to take what was his. Penny’s body sagged against the chains as her master drew back from her. She needed his touch his lips him to be inside her. She shrieked as a firm hand smacked against her round arse. The skin felt as if it were on fire tingles all over the flesh. Then another swat and her body jerked forward and again, and another. She screamed her buttock burning. She panted her body tensed before she felt his large hands softly caress the hot skin massaging it gently and she moaned. Her pussy wet and wanting. “P-please master…” she needed more. Penny needed her master to claim her body make her his. She wanted rough and not delicate caresses even though she treasured every moment. What she needed was hard primal sex. Sharp nails naked over her hot ass and up the curve of her back and she shuddered dancing on tiptoe. His voice was low and full of lust “Please what Penny..?” She whispered “please…please fuck me master.” He smirked and started to unbutton his shirt the sound of her voice as she begged him to take her turning him on. John shrugged off his shirt and let it fall to the floor and bent low to unlace his shoes the muscles of his back working his thick biceps flexing as he pulled off his socks. He straightened up and slowly unbuckled his belt and Penny whimpered as she heard the familiar sound of his leather belt slipping from his trousers the buckle making a soft thud on the floor. She bit her lip wishing she could just rip off his clothes and have him inside her already, have him filling her. Finally she heard his trousers slip to the floor. Penny let out a gasp as the air was knocked from her lungs. John had thrusted his entire length deep inside her, his hard cock stretching her tight hole. She cried out in ecstasy and grinded back against him. His fingertips dug hard into her hips as he pulled back and she mewled feeling so empty without him inside her. Before feeling him f***e himself hard back inside her all the way to the hilt his balls slapping against her pussy. His voice rumbled out next to her ear. “Mmmm I didn’t even have to tease your little pussy with my fingers. You were already ready for me. Weren’t you slut?” “Oh god yes, yes master..” she screamed out his hips smacking against her ass. Her large tits bouncing hard on her chest making her gasp for air. One of his hands released her hip and grabbed her breast roughly pinching her erect nipples tweaking and teasing them. “My little fuck toy…ready for your master to play with you whenever he wants aren’t you.” “Yes master” Penny moaned her juices slick over his shaft. Her climax was already building she felt ready to burst. Penny’s body was in excruciating pleasure, every inch of her sensitive and tender. A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead as he rammed into her like a wild a****l. John’s primal urges taking over, her screams only urging him on. He pulsed inside her tight cunt. He loved the feel of her clenching around him. John’s hand sliding from her tender nipples to her swollen clit and he began to rub furiously, teasing one of her most sensitive areas. He was being as rough as he was with the rest of her body. “Do you want to cum slut? Do you want to cover my hard cock in your cum? “Yes, yes please. Please master. Please let me cum. Oh god please!” she yelled she was teetering on the edge, her body aching to be satisfied. “Cum for me!” he grunted before biting down hard onto the flesh of her shoulder blade. Penny screamed out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her orgasm racked through her flooding her whole body from the tips of her fingers to the curling of her toes. Her juices gushed over his hard cock and at the same instance she felt his warm seed fill her tight hole. Her pussy clamped tight around his shaft milking him for every drop. John’s teeth were still biting into her soft supple flesh only freed with the last spurts of his now softening cock. John released his teeth and flicked his tongue over the tender skin kissing the spot he had marked and slowly slid out of her. His muscular chest swelled as he began to regain his composure. Penny shook and quivered against her restraints her orgasm still running through her body, moaning and whimpering. Penny panted slumping against the chains her arms taut as they took her full weight her legs like jelly. She could feel her own juices mixed with her masters thick cum dripping out of her trickling down her inner thighs. John’s strong hands reached up and detached the chains from the hook keeping penny suspended and she slumped into his arms. John shifted her weight lovingly into his arms cradling her against his chest and carried her to the bed. Penny nuzzled her face into his chest inhaling his masculine scent and flicked her tongue out to taste the salty sweat over his smooth chest. John lay his slave gently down onto the silk sheets feeling her body still convulsing under his touch. He reached up and slowly unlaced the ribbon covering her eyes sliding the material away. Her eyelids flickered open and warm forest green eyes shone up at him. The look of adoration and respect clear on her wide eyes. John cupped penny’s face in between his hands and leaned in close brushing his lips lovingly over hers the first kiss chaste, before pressing his lips firmly to hers. Penny moaned into his mouth sighing contently. John caressed her cheek with the back of his hand and tucked a stray curl behind her ear. He drew back a little his lips still almost brushing hers “I’m so proud of you darling, you did so well. I love you little one.” She smiled his words sending warmth and a feeling of acceptance and pride over her like a wave. She was beaming which only made him grin back. “I love you too master.” She tilted her mouth up to his and claimed his mouth again her tongue exploring his mouth as if to memorise the map of the inside of his mouth because at that moment nothing else was more important. John reached up and unchained the shackles from her wrists and pressed his lips tenderly against the skin before smoothing her arms down against her sides. He lifted the sheets and slipped her under, wrapping a strong arm around her waist and pulling her naked fragile body to his pulling his legs up to spoon her and snuggled his face into her mane of hair muttering half asl**p. “Goodnight my love.”