Dictated Moans

The masked man was not letting go anytime soon. Cassie tried to move her legs but they were tied tight. His hands were on her hips, preventing her from moving any further, his tongue assaulting her sweetly.

"Ah," Cassie moaned loudly.

"Mmh," said the man. It looked like he was enjoying himself. "So sweet, I could lick you forever. Or maybe I should keep you here as my sex slave, drink from your honey pot day and night."

Cassie would have loved that very much. The other thing she would have loved is to let go. But she was scared that if she did, she would fall and there would be nobody to pick her up, so she tried tightening her vagina muscles to prevent whatever was coming from passing through.

"Let go, now!" the masked man ordered while gently pulling her clit. That did it.

Cassie moaned so loud she was afraid others might have heard her. She felt a warm liquid gush out of her. Her legs started to tremble. The man put two fingers in and worked out the orgasm in her. She was falling and didn't want the fall to stop. It was such a sweet feeling that she wished could last forever.

Was this what she had been missing?

When she landed and opened her eyes, she couldn't remember when she had closed them, she found the masked man looking at her, a smile on his face. Now that the high was wanting off, she felt embarrassed for moaning loudly and abandoning herself like that. She wished her hands were not tied, she would have used them to cover her eyes.

"Oh, no you don't. No embarrassment here," the masked man growled.

How did he know?

"I am sorry master," she said timidly.

"Good, now that you are well lubricated with your sweet juices, we can get rid of that hymen. Ready?" he asked as he looked around the drawers for something.

There was more? Of course there was more. How naive of her to think that being licked to mellowness was the only thing there was to sex. Her brain was mushy, you'd think she had never seen even a video of people fucking.

The masked man found what he was looking for. It was a box of condoms. He took one out and tore it before fitting it in his now thick, hard dick. He was big and it made Cassie wonder how It was going to fit in her. She was nervous and the man could see.

"Relax. It is going to sting just a little then you will be okay," he assured her.

She was still tied and it seemed like he had no intention of untying her. He wanted her that way, open, wet and ready for his cock.

Cassie nodded her head silently because her throat was too jammed for a sound to pass through.

The masked man moved close to her. He put one of his fingers inside her and removed it, then licked it like it was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. "So ready for me, little rabbit," he said.

He climbed atop her, looked at her with unreadable eyes then entered her with one thrust making Cassie almost jump out of her skin. She was so full and it hurt so good. She wanted him to move but he stayed like that for a few seconds, soaking in the tightness.

"So tight, oh goodness. Don't move," he warned when Cassie tried to wiggle.

Cassie was grateful when he started to move, not that his body was that heavy. In fact, she enjoyed the weight of him. With each thrust, the sting reduced. She had never felt like this before. It was a different kind of sweetness, not even her favourite ice cream came close to it. Theasked man moved slowly at first, then increased his pace, making Cassie wish she could touch him. She wanted his mouth on her, wanted his hands all over her body.

The feeling of falling started to build again and she closed her eyes, wishing it close.

"Eyes on me!" Came the command and she quickly opened her eyes. "No cumming yet."

Why was he punishing her? Why couldn't he just let her cum? The masked man got off her and Cassie almost screamed from the emptiness. Where was he going? She asked herself. He went to one of the drawers and took out a small whip. It was made of velvet.

He came back to her, gently turned her on her stomach, put a pillow under her. Her ass was now facing up, her vagina now more open to him. He gently caressed her ass and lightly touched her clit. She wished her hands could stay there. She was almost there, ready to cum.

"You remember the safeword?" he asked.

"Yes," Cassie replied.

"Yes what?" He pinched her clit, making Cassie yelp.

"Yes master," Cassie said while trembling with want.

"Good, don't forget it again," he warned, oh, so serious.

He caressed her ass again before whipping it with the gold whip he had in his hand. Cassie opened her mouth to scream but was cut short by his tongue on her clit, his hands on her now red ass. She was too shocked to utter a word, so she did the next best thing, bite on the pillow. His tongue was fast, slow, fast, slow, such a sweet assault. And when she thought he was finally going to let her cum, he withdrew his tongue, leaving her high and frustrated. She let out a manly growl and he chuckled loudly.

"Soon, little rabbit," he said and then entered her.

The position made her feel full. She could feel his balls and wished she could touch them. As a virgin, she had never touched a man's balls or even cock. Maybe he could let her touch him when done.

"Focus, little rabbit," he said and spanked her to bring her mind back.

"I am sorry master," Cassie said.

"I would have asked what you are thinking of to me you lose concentration like that but I bet it is personal so I will leave it at that," he said as he thrust harder and harder making it difficult for Cassie to think of any other thing.

Both their orgasms were so violent, it almost blinded them. The masked man had never felt this way. But it was just a one night stand and there was no need to dwell on it. Besides, he always came here because of the anonymity.

"Thank you," Cassie said.

She was spent and had decided to leave before she could fall asleep on the comfortable bed.