An Extremely Kinky Affair (13 page)

Tina is moaning lightly behind the belt and
her breath is growing ever more rapid. So far, so good.

He rubs her nipples between his fingers for
another couple of seconds, then gives them both a hard pinch,
eliciting a gasp from Tina but not a big enough one to force her to
drop the belt.

“
Not bad,” he says. “Not
bad at all.”

Despite the compliment, Tyler doesn’t let
up. In fact, he squeezes even harder, twisting both hands at the
same time, tweaking her nipples, pulling on them, stretching them
out.

Tina is moaning loudly and her body is
starting to quiver but still she doesn’t let go of the belt.

Likewise, Tyler doesn’t let go of her
nipples, pinching them between his fingers and turning them nearly
360 degrees before finally releasing them.

Tina gasps at the sudden absence of pain,
this time nearly dropping the belt from her mouth.

He barely gives her a chance to recover
before slapping down on one of her tits with and open hand. She
grunts behind the belt. He slaps the other tit, eliciting another
grunt.

For the next minute or so he smacks the hell
out of her tits, trading off, one and then the other, giving her
just enough time to recover in between slaps that she feels the
full force of every single blow.

By the end of the session Tina’s tits are
bright red and her chest is heaving. Tears are leaking from her
eyes, making her mascara run down her face. But based on the tight
set of her jaw and her defiant eyes, she’s far from defeated.

“
That was pretty
impressive,” Tyler says, pulling the belt from her mouth. “You’re
tougher than you look.”

“
That was nothing,” she
says. “I deal with worse every day.”

“
I’m sure you do,” Tyler
says. He spins the belt so his hand holding it is behind her head,
the buckle pressing up against the skin on the back of her neck.
Then he raises his hand holding the belt over her head, pulling it
tight around her neck, choking her. “And rest assured, you’ll be
dealing with worse tonight. This is only the beginning.”

“
I can’t wait,” she
manages to croak out even though she can barely breathe.

Laughing, Tyler lets his hand drop.

Before Tina can catch her breath, Tyler
spins her around and pushes her face-first against the wall.

Without saying a thing, he undoes the belt,
releases it from her neck, sticks the tail in his mouth and bites
down on it. He grabs one of her arms and pulls it behind her back.
Then does the same for her other arm, crossing one of her wrists
over the other.

Holding her arms together with one hand,
Tyler reaches for the belt with his free hand. He wraps the belt
around her wrists a couple of times in a figure-eight pattern, then
once again slips the tail of the belt into the buckle and sticks
the prong into one of the holes, effectively handcuffing her.

Once Tina’s arms are incapacitated, Tyler
squats down. Reaching around her waist, he undoes the button and
zipper on her jeans and pulls them down, panties and all. He
doesn’t take them completely off, however, instead stopping once
the waistband is just below her ass.

Now her legs are trapped, along with her
arms, rendering her essentially helpless. Time to turn up the
heat.

Tyler stands up and presses against her, his
groin pushing against the top part of her ass, his cock pressing
painfully against his pants. With his chin over her shoulder he
slides his hand down the front of her body, stopping for a moment
to grope her tits some more before proceeding down her stomach
until his hand is between her legs.

He’s planning on rubbing the outside of her
shaved snatch to get her warmed up but she’s already soaking wet
down there—apparently getting smacked around turns Tina on quite a
bit—so he decides to get right down to business. He slips two
fingers into her pussy and slams them up into her with as much
force as he can muster.

Even in her 3-inch heels, Tina is quite a
few inches shorter than Tyler, forcing him to lower his body by
spreading his legs wider in order to get any leverage in their
current position. The upside to this is his groin is now pressing
directly against her ass. Unfortunately his cock is still in his
pants. He’s tempted to pull it out but is afraid he won’t be able
to keep himself from sticking it into Tina, something he’s trying
to hold off on for the time being.

Trying to take his mind off his cock, he
slides a third finger inside Tina’s pussy, causing her to gasp
audibly. Moving his hand back and forth quickly, his fingers
filling up her pussy, Tyler fingerfucks her without mercy while she
moans and squirms beneath him.

Every sound Tina makes entices him to bang
her with more force; every time she cries out he pushes his fingers
further inside her, every increase in her breath rate just inspires
him to slam her with more aggression.

Once he thinks she’s getting comfortable, he
forces his pinky inside her pussy, making it four fingers
altogether.

Tina reacts to this with a high-pitched
whimper. But Tyler doesn’t want to hear it. He covers her mouth
with his free hand and continues slamming her pussy with everything
he has.

As soon as she’s used
to
this
new
development, Tyler switches it up again, this time pulling his hand
from over her mouth and gripping her around the throat.

He proceeds to choke Tina while he bangs her
with his fingers, tightening his grip with every passing second
without letting up at all on her pussy.

Unable to breathe, Tina starts to fade
quickly. Her face is growing red and her legs are starting to
weaken. Her mouth is slightly open and her lips are moving but just
barely. Her eyelids are fluttering. But still her body reacts to
his fingers: Her pussy is wetter than ever.

It isn’t until Tina’s eyes fall closed and
her head starts to slump that Tyler releases his hold on her
throat.

Her chest heaves as her body once again
draws air. Her face regains its color and her eyes reopen,
wider—and filled with more excitement—than ever.

This brush with unconsciousness seems to
stimulate Tina even more. She lets out a scream of pleasure as an
orgasm overwhelms her body. Her pussy gushes juices, soaking
Tyler’s hand and dripping onto the carpet. Her return to the
conscious world also appears to have heightened her sensitivity, as
she suddenly tries to squirm out of Tyler’s grip, twisting her
lower body in an attempt to pull away from his fingers.

“
Where do you think you’re
going?” Tyler says, his smile widening as he shifts his body along
with hers. He doesn’t have any trouble keeping her under control
due to the constraints on her legs and arms.

Tina does manage to turn herself around, so
that her back is now against the wall, but it doesn’t do her any
good. Tyler keeps his fingers planted firmly inside her pussy, even
managing to continue banging her as she tries to escape.

Tina drops to the floor, her butt on the
ground, but Tyler moves along with her, finger-fucking her more
aggressively now due to the increase in leverage he has over
her.

Tears are streaming down Tina’s face as she
begs him to stop. But her face paints a different picture than her
words; it’s fixed in a mask of pleasure, ecstasy even, and the
cries coming from her mouth are ones of enjoyment, not pain.

“
Please stop,” she says
between deep breaths. “Please. I need . . . a break.
Please!”

“
I thought you said you
could handle anything,” Tyler says, still not letting up in the
least even though his forearm is starting to burn with the
effort.

“
Not this,” Tina says, her
chest still heaving uncontrollably. It’s a wonder she can even form
words. “Not this. It feels . . . too good.”

“
Too good? I didn’t even
know that was possible.”

“
Neither did I,” Tina
says. “But it does.” She groans and shudders again as another
orgasm passes through. “Please. I’ll do anything you want. Just
please . . . I need a break. I’m begging you.”

“
You’ll do
anything?”

With her eyes opened wide with hope, Tina
nods her head vigorously. “Anything. Without complaint.”

Tyler stops banging her but keeps his
fingers planted firmly inside her pussy as he pretends to think
about her offer. In reality he’s thinking about how curious it is
that pleasure can works just as well as pain—if not better, in
Tina’s case—when it comes to breaking someone. It’s something he’s
never considered before. But it’s definitely something he’ll keep
in mind for the future.

For now, however, there are more important
issues at hand. Like continuing to impart his will upon Tina, for
example.

 
With their faces
mere inches away, Tyler offers a wicked smile, and says, “Sorry,
but I’m having too much fun right now,” then goes back to slamming
his four fingers inside her pussy.

Tina’s eyes roll back in her head and she
lets out a low, long, visceral moan.

Laughing softly, loving the power he has
over her, Tyler bangs her for another thirty seconds or so before
taking mercy on her and letting his fingers slide out of her
pussy.

Tyler barely gives her a chance to recover,
however, before he’s back on his feet. Standing over Tina, he grabs
her by the hair, lifting her up until she’s on her knees with her
head directly in front of his groin. He unbuttons his waistband,
drops his pants, grabs ahold of his rock-hard cock, and sticks it
in her mouth.

Even with her hands tied between her back
Tina has great oral skills. She swallows his cock greedily, going
after it with vigor, moving her head forward and back quickly, her
hair flying everywhere.

Tyler lets her do all the work for a little
while before taking control.

Grasping two handfuls of her hair he guides
Tina’s head, giving her his cock in long, slow strokes, holding it
in her throat for a couple of seconds at the end of each thrust
before gradually drawing it back out.

After it clears her mouth he only gives her
a moment to catch her breath before pushing his cock back in and
going through the whole process again.

Tina seems to have no problem handling his
cock, so he leaves it in her throat for progressively longer
periods of time, until finally he decides to see just how much she
can handle.

Still gripping two handfuls of her hair,
Tyler slides his cock out of Tina’s mouth. This time he gives her a
chance to fully recover before slipping it back in. He puts his
hands on the back of Tina’s head and pushes on it until his cock
disappears completely inside her mouth.

Once Tina is deepthroating him, Tyler holds
her head in place, not letting her move, her nose pressing against
his stomach. There he holds her, his cock planted as deep in her
throat as possible.

Ten seconds in, Tina gags and tries to pull
away.

“
Where do you think you’re
going?” Tyler says, not letting up one bit. Her body doesn’t
believe it right now, but she’s not in any danger. She’s still has
way too much energy to burn.

In fact, to show her that they’re not even
close to being finished, he presses even harder on the back of her
head, forcing his cock further down her throat.

Tina struggles some more, trying desperately
to get some air into her lungs. But still Tyler holds her head in
place. She gags again, followed by a deep, resonant cough that
Tyler can feel in his cock.

Tina is panicking now, her head shaking from
side to side, her body shucking and jiving, her arms and legs
straining, but because of her bonds she simply doesn’t have the
leverage or the mobility to get away from Tyler.

It isn’t until Tina’s protestations become
weaker that Tyler finally eases up on the pressure and lets go of
her hair.

Her head snaps back and she gasps for
breath, her chest heaving. Saliva is dripping down her face,
covering her tits, pooling on the carpet. Tears are streaming down
her face, making a mess of her makeup. She coughs and hacks and
lets her head hang down, her body slumped over, exhausted from the
exertion.

But Tyler doesn’t slow down one bit.

With his cock raging as hard as ever, he
circles around Tina until he’s behind her, then forces her head
down onto the carpet. He drops to his knees and nestles in behind
her, then reaches under her hips and lifts them up so her body is
like an upside-down V, with her ass as the highest point.

Tina’s legs are still held closely together
by her jeans, which have slipped down to around her knees but are
holding fast, and her wrists are still bound by the belt. She’s
still essentially helpless. Just like Tyler likes her.

With his cock slick from Tina’s saliva,
Tyler slips it into her pussy for the first time all evening. It’s
a bit tighter than normal due to Tina’s legs still being pressed
together by her jeans, but her pussy is wet enough that it goes in
with only a hint of resistance.

Tina utters a soft little groan but doesn’t
protest, either with her mouth or her body. She simply doesn’t seem
to have the energy for it right now.

But that changes quickly enough. As Tyler
continues slowly and deliberately fucking her from behind her body
naturally reacts to the stimuli. Tina’s not a big talker, but Tyler
can tell from the growing intensity of the grunts and moans coming
from her mouth that she is starting to get more and more into
it.

This allows him to gradually pick up the
intensity until he is hammering away at her, his hands around her
hips to pull her back into him with every thrust.

Tyler lets go of one of her hips so he can
slap her ass, snapping his open palm into the side of her ass cheek
like he’s a jockey riding a horse down the final stretch.