“Well I don’t want anyone to say I’m neglecting my pretty sub’s wants.”

To her relief, after a few more twists of his fingers which had her squealing, Michael withdrew his hand. Of course, that left her completely bereft for a few moments as he stood and began to undo the front of his pants. Her breasts were slowly turning a darker and darker shade of pink, her nipples were already a deep enough red to match the collar she could feel sliding around her throat as she turned her head to watch him. Both her pussy and ass throbbed and tingled, wanting - needing - more. When she and Sharon had been joking about blue labia, she hadn’t felt as achy and needy as this. Now, if she hadn’t been restrained, she might have tried to sneak a hand down there just to give herself a little of the stimulation she craved.

Michael slid his pants off and knelt on the bench, which thoughtfully provided padded ledges in just the right places.

She whined again as he lined his cock up with her pussy and shoved in. Hard.

“Michael!” Her pussy felt stuffed, split open, and shocked by the sudden impalement. With no preparation, he felt larger than usual.

“Don’t you dare cum, pretty girl.”

She moaned, her arms and legs straining against her restraints as he started fucking her, her lower body trying to escape from the thick cock plunging into her pussy with rough thrusts, making her spasm around him as he pounded into her. The restraints kept her in place, kept her from being able to push him away. Every thrust had his groin rubbing over her clit, sent her breasts bouncing and throbbing with fiery pain, making her struggle against the orgasm circling around her like a vulture, just waiting for a moment of weakness so it could send her flying.

When he finally pulled out, his cock slick with her juices, Ellie was practically sobbing with need and a burning pleasure in her pussy that indicated her imminent orgasm. She gulped air, trying to calm her body, as Michael’s cock pressed against her anus. Her muscles burned as they opened for him and she quivered with the intimate sensation of his cock sliding into her ass.

Looking up at him, seeing the intense, almost tender expression on his face, she understood why he’d positioned her like this.

Michael wasn’t overly rough, but he wasn’t particularly gentle either, as he pressed his cock into Ellie’s ass. Neither of them wanted him to be too gentle. Her face was flushed, eyes teary and glazed with the need to orgasm; the small muscles of her face tightened with discomfort as her tight ass gripped the head of his cock. She was all heat and pleasure as he pressed into her, his cock lubricated with the copious honey from her pussy.