The feeling of Carrie’s body trapped against mine is intoxicating. She responds to my every touch, every word. I can feel her complete submission to me in the way she waits, helpless, for my instruction. My mind starts to run through all the things I want to do to her sweet little body, untouched by any man but me. With my free hand, I run a finger over her lips, and then make a trail down her throat, loving the whimpers that leave her mouth at my touch. I am tempted to take her right here against the door…But it will be so much sweeter if I bend her to my will and leave her begging first. Still holding both of her wrists in one hand, I pull her away from the door and open it, half-leading and half-dragging her through into her bedroom.

A dark desire fills me as I pull her towards the bed. So what if I break my toys now and then? I know this one will withstand the test of my passion. She conforms to my whims so completely, so eagerly. She is mine to do with as I please, and no one, not even Carter, will change it. He’ll have a nice scar to remind him of that.

A few steps away from the bed, I change my mind, and bring her to stand in the middle of the room.

“Stay right here. Do not move,” I say to her as I let go of her wrists. She remains motionless there, her arms still in the air where I left them. I suppress a little smile and go to the bed, reaching under it for a box I left there. Inside is a collection of tools I thought I might need in the taming of my little beauty. It seems, however, that I only need one of them. I pull out two lengths of soft silk rope and return to her side. Lifting her wrists up directly over her head, I take one of the ropes and bind her from wrist to elbow. Firmly enough to keep her from moving, but not tight enough to bite into her skin. The second I thread around and between her legs, weaving it from knee to mid-thigh.

Admiring my work, I walk slowly around Carrie’s body, letting my eyes run over every part of her. My fingers stroke her spine, her ass, and her thighs as I pass around. She shivers under my touch, with her arms held high over her head. She is already struggling to keep her arms up, no doubt beginning to ache being held in that position for so long. No sign of strain shows in her face, she only looks at me with adoration as I stand in front and turn to face her.

Sliding my knife out of my pocket, I cut the fabric of her clothes off of her body, letting the shreds fall to the floor around her as she gasps in shock. When she is finally down to no more than her panties, I pocket the knife and rip the pretty lace fabric off of her with my fingers.

“Drop your hands and open your mouth.”

Carrie parts her lips without hesitation, her hands dropping eagerly in front of her. I hook my thumb behind her bottom teeth and pull her over to the bed. She struggles to keep up with me, her feet taking tiny tiptoe steps with her knees bound together so tightly.

“On your knees.”

She obeys promptly and I pull her down until she’s kneeling on the floor with her belly on the bed. I stand back to enjoy the view of her perfect ass in the air, awaiting my touch. Her toes rub against the carpet nervously, and I can tell she’s not sure about what’s going to happen next. I decide that I’ll alleviate her anxiety by telling her exactly what I plan on doing to her.

I sit down on the bed beside her and trace the curves of her back gently. She arches her back to meet my fingers, delighting in my touch.

“Okay, Carrie, I’m going to explain what is about to happen, step by step. If you think you’re ready for the things I’m going to do to you, I want you to say ‘Yes, please.’ Do you understand?”

She turns her head to look at me and smiles a little, nodding her head. I grab her face in my hands and lean down to look her in the eye.

“What do you say?”

“Yes, please,” she replies shyly, but with a hint of excitement in her voice.

“Good girl. First, I’m going to give you a nice spanking. The bruises I leave on your ass will remind you who you belong to.”

“Yes, please!”

This time, there is no shyness in her voice. My hand slides down over her lower back and brushes against her ass. The first slap is sharp, but not extremely hard. I want to warm her up slowly, let her learn to enjoy the pain.

“After I’m finished, I’m going to fuck that pretty little pussy while you play with yourself.”

“Yes please!”

I bring my hand down for the second time, and the skin is already turning nice and pink. Carrie whimpers and squirms, no doubt starting to feel the lingering sting of my slaps.

“Then I’m going to eat your pussy until you come, screaming my name.”

“YES, please!”

She is expecting the next slap, her body tensing up as she says the words. I shush her softly and grab her hair, holding her down against the bed.

“Relax. It will hurt less.”

She lets out a shaky breath, relaxing into the bed and waiting, her body still trembling with nervous excitement.

I bring my hand down on her ass again, forcing a moan from her lips. My handprints raise in little red welts on her skin. I trace my fingers over them, causing her to suck in a breath as I touch the sensitive skin.

“Then, I’m going to fill every hole on your body as many times as I want.”

“Yes, please!”

My hand comes down again, and Carrie keeps her body loose and relaxed, even though I can tell she’s awaiting the sting of my hand.

“Last, you’re going to drink up every drop of my cum.”

“Oh, yes, please!”

This time when I slap her ass, Carrie moans an unmistakable sound of pure pleasure.

“Alright, I’m going to spank you three more times. Are you ready?”

Carrie takes another slow breath in and then lets It out.

“Yes, please!”

My hand slaps Carrie’s ass three times in quick succession, forcing a couple sobs from between her lips. As soon as it’s over, she relaxes against the bed, limp and quivering. I run my fingers over her red ass one more time, admiring the way the handprints contrast with her skin. Gently, I take her face in my hand and kiss her lips, whispering praise against them.

“You did so well, Carrie.”

She kisses me back, drinking in my sweet words. As I brush the hair away from her face and wipe the little tears that rim her eyes, she smiles at me and I can see in her expression how the pain gives way to blissful release. As my fingers trail over her shoulder and down her back, she moans, the adrenaline pumping through her making her more sensitive to even the lightest touch. I run my fingers between her ass cheeks and stroke her pussy. She is already drenched and swollen, ready for me to have my way with her.

Once I’m done soaking up the sight of her, naked and waiting for me, I lift her up and put her on the bed on her back. I straddle her legs and look down at her with a smile. She knows what is going to happen next, and this makes her torment a little more enjoyable, as she squirms beneath me with what little freedom of movement she has. I take my time stroking her skin, running my fingers over her soft belly and cupping her beautiful tits, brushing my thumbs over her nipples. I take each of the hard nubs between two fingers and pinch, rolling them gently back and forth until she moans loud enough for the sound of her desperate voice to fill the room.

I tug the knot loose on her leg bindings and strip the loops of rope off her. My fingers trace the pretty zigzag patterns left on her skin. Once I’ve freed her legs, I slowly strip off my bloodied shirt, discarding it to the floor. As I start to carefully unclasp my belt, Carrie whimpers beneath me, barely able to contain her desire. Her eagerness makes me smile, but I still strip my belt out of the loops and unfasten my pants slowly and deliberately. She gasps aloud as my cock pops out of my pants, hard and ready to fuck every one of her holes. Tossing my pants off the bed to join the rest of my clothes, I position myself between Carrie’s legs. Her arms come down to touch my body, but I catch her wrists before her fingers make contact with my skin.

“Remember what I told you to do,” I say firmly and push her hands down between her thighs. She nods and gives me an apologetic look as she uses three fingers from each hand to tease her pussy lips, biting her lip and letting her eyes roam over my body. I toy with the idea of making her come before I give her my cock, but I am ready to feel her wrapped around me. When the tip of my cock presses up against her pussy, she lifts her hips up to invite me inside. Without hesitation, I sheath my entire cock inside her inch by inch, loving the way her pussy clenches around me, and then stretches to accommodate the entire length. Her eyes roll back as my hips come in contact with her ass and I hold the position for just a moment to let her feel me fully inside her.

“Carrie, do not come without my permission, and do not stop playing with yourself. Understand?”

She nods enthusiastically, and I’m not even sure if she understands how challenging I intend to make it, ready to jump headfirst into whatever task I ask of her. It is a part of her magnetic appeal to me, something I hadn’t expected when I first laid eyes on her, but am growing fiercely fond of. When I pull my cock halfway out and then thrust it into her hard, her eyes go wide. Her fingers make slow circles around her clit, becoming slick and shiny with the clear fluids dripping out of her pussy. Looking down at her beautiful body spread out underneath me, I’m unable to be patient. I start to fuck her hard, the sound of our bodies crashing together echoing off the walls.

Carrie lets out a loud moan with every thrust, her fingers picking up the pace. Suddenly, she curls her fingers into fists, bringing them away from her twitching pussy.

“Oh, oh, Jeremy! I’m going to come!”

I give her ass a little slap, not slowing my pace at all.

“No, you may not. And I didn’t tell you that you could stop touching yourself, did I?”

I slap her ass again as her fingers move hesitantly back to her pussy. She runs her fingers up and down her pussy lips, carefully avoiding her clit. It’s not enough to bring her back from the edge, however, and I can feel her body tense as she fights against the climax. She begs again and again for me to let her come, her voice getting louder as she gets closer to losing the battle against her body.

Without warning, I pull my cock out of her and grab her wrists, pinning them to the bed above her head. She cries out in a mixture of relief and protest, breathing hard from the effort of holding back. As she catches her breath, I release her arms from their binds. Immediately, her hands find my body, running over my abs and chest worshipfully. She leaves little kisses all over my shoulders and throat.

After a moment, I run my fingers through her hair and kiss her lips to still her frantic movements. She opens her mouth to me, drawing my tongue in and circling her own around it. As her body stills and she loses herself in the kiss, I break away from her. I stroke her face gently with my fingers and observe her expression, dark and pleading.

“What comes next, Carrie?”

She looks at me quietly, thinking back over my words from before. She blushes when she remembers what I intend to do to her.

“You’re going to eat my pussy,” she says, the words leaving her lips in a way that makes me think she isn’t used to talking about herself that way.

“That’s not all I said, is it?”

She shakes her head no, and pauses for a moment, gathering the nerve to recite my earlier instructions.

“You’re going to eat my pussy until I come, screaming your name.”

I smile at her and kiss her lips gently.

“Good girl.”

I roll onto my back next to her and pull her body on top of mine.

“Turn around and let me taste you.”

She does exactly as she’s told with a smile on her face. Straddling my chest, she puts her hands down on the bed and backs her hips up until her pussy hovers just above my mouth. I sink my fingers into her ass cheeks and pull her body down until she is sitting completely on my mouth. First, I move my closed lips up and down the inside of her thighs. Slowly, I enjoy the taste and scent of her filling my senses. Carrie squirms on my face impatiently until I give her ass another little slap and hold her in place. When my tongue moves across her lips and dips inside her for just a second, her legs tense and she lets out a little gasp. Her thighs press against my cheeks a little tighter. When I circle my tongue around her clit, her entire body shivers. I begin to rhythmically suck and flick my tongue over her clit, using my grip on her hips to rock her body back and forth against my face.

Carrie begins to take up the pace I started with her hips, riding my face in time with my tongue. I let go of her with one hand and slip my thumb inside her pussy, swirling it against her walls. She moans harder and I can hear in her voice that she is getting into it. Her thighs start to squeeze against my head so hard I can’t hear anything except the blood rushing in my ears. I spread some of her slick pussy juices over her asshole and tease it with one finger until it slips inside. Using my fingers to fuck her asshole and her pussy at the same time, I suck her clit hard and flick it with my tongue as fast as I can. Her movements become more chaotic, and she begins to scream so loud I can hear it even with her legs clamped over my ears. The only thing I can hear as she drenches me in her cum is her voice screaming my name. When her trembling stops and her body collapses limp against me, I let her bask in the pleasure for a moment, her breath cooling my skin.

When her fingers start to stroke my body and playfully swirl around my cock, I roll her to the side and get off of the bed, standing on the plush carpet.

“Come over here and show me how much your cock sucking skills are improving.”