Shocked that he survived multiple minutes of caning, Clara faced him and removed his gag. Wordlessly, she released the rope around his wrists and watched his eyes drift from the rope marks on his wrists, to the discarded bondage on the floor, to her eyes.
“If you don’t fuck me, I’m going to fuck you.” Sean spoke with a surprising amount of confidence.
Clara pushed him onto the bed, smiling as he winced from the pain of the sheets rubbing against his fresh marks. She straddled his cock and bent over so her lips were an inch from his.
“Open.”
Sean slowly obeyed.
“Wider.”
Satisfied, Clara spat in his mouth and then stuck two fingers down his throat, coating them with their combined saliva. Sean gagged at the intrusion, but allowed Clara to wet her fingers, which she slid into her pussy. Confident she was ready for his impressive cock, she slid his cock inside of her wet opening and sank down her hips to meet his.
“Clean them,” Clara stuck her shiny fingers in his mouth and moaned softly as he filled her.
Sean ran his tongue over them and thrust himself deeper inside Clara, feeling her vaginal muscles tighten in response.
Clara took his wrists, pinned them above his head with a single hand, and kissed him deeply. She tasted herself, the latex from her gloves, and Sean’s intoxicating pheromones as she roughly sucked and kissed his lips. She increased her tempo slowly, coating his cock with her juices and allowing every inch of him inside of her. They began to moan intensely into each other’s mouths, beautifully harmonizing with the sound of their bodies fucking each other.
“I’m so close,” Sean moaned, unable to resist Clara’s tightness.
“Don’t you fucking cum yet,” Clara ordered and began fucking him harder. Her hips were practically recoiling off of his, shaking the sturdy bed frame. “You cum when I tell you to.”
Another orgasm began to build inside the dominant woman. Every time she buried Sean deep inside of her, her clit kissed his nether regions and sent waves of pleasure through her body. Her hand restraining Sean’s wrists gripped them tighter and her eyes rolled back in pleasure.
“Beg me,” Clara was on the edge of an orgasm, but she needed one more admittance of submission from Sean.
“Please let me cum,” Sean whispered.
“LOUDER,” Clara took her other hand and wrapped it around his throat. Sean felt his orgasm begin to form as Clara purposefully tightened herself around his cock.
“PLEASE CLARA, FUCK.”
“Cum for me, slut,” Clara felt Sean shake beneath her, sending her into a frenzied state. Sean thrust himself as deep as he could, his orgasm completely controlling his body.
“Ohh.. FUCK,” Clara’s orgasm melted into his. She released his hands, which immediately went to her hips and squeezed tightly. They kept fucking and kissing each other until they could bear it no longer, collapsing into a mess of cum, nudity, and bliss.
After a few minutes, Clara looked up at Sean, who was breathing heavily with his eyes softly closed.
“You wanna open that bottle of wine now?”