The Ultimate Slut (2 page)

“
That was incredible,” she
said.

“
You’re one nasty little
fuckslut, aren’t you?” I said, shaking my head in
wonderment.

“
You’re damn right I am,”
Bonnie said, reaching down to rub my cock, which was rock-hard and
threatening to poke a hole in my pants.

As good as it felt to have her touching my
cock, I grabbed her arm and pulled it away. “Not yet,” I said.
“I’ll take care of myself in a little while. But for now I’m going
to mess with you a little while longer.”

“
If you insist,” she
said.

Without saying anything further, I pulled
off my belt and gripped it in my right hand. As Bonnie smiled
knowingly at me, I spun her around so she was facing the wall, then
grabbed one of her arms and yanked it behind her back. I did the
same to her other arm, crossing her wrists over one another.

Holding her arms together with my left hand,
I wrapped my belt around her wrists until they were bound tight,
then tied it off using the buckle, handcuffing her arms behind her
back.

Now that Bonnie’s arms were incapacitated, I
reached down around and pulled her skirt down until the waist was
around her thighs. Now that her ass was freed up, I stopped pulling
the skirt down, trapping her legs too, basically leaving her
helpless.

“
This is a nice little
twist,” Bonnie said. “I didn’t know you had this level of
imagination.”

“
There’s quite a bit about
me that you don’t know,” I said.

“
Apparently there is,” she
replied.

I loved how she kept up the banter, even
with all that was going on. It made things more comfortable and
therefore more fun. It was just one of the many reasons why I
called her when I was in the mood for this sort of thing.

Once our little conversation was over, I
pressed my hips up against her, my cock—which was still trapped in
my pants—pushing against her amazingly tight ass.

I ran my hand around her hips and rubbed my
fingers against her pussy for a few seconds before slipping them
inside her snatch. She was soaking wet down there and they slid in
without a hint of resistance.

“
You really like getting
smacked around like that, don’t you?” I said. “You’re wet as
hell.”

“
I told you before I
fucking love it,” Bonnie said.

“
You certainly do,” I
said, hammering my fingers up into her with as much force as I
could muster to help slam the point home.

Bonnie let out a little yelp.

“
Caught you by surprise
there, didn’t I?” I asked.

“
A little bit,” she
admitted.

“
Apparently I’m not quite
as predictable as you’d thought.”

“
Apparently
not.”

My cock was harder than ever, but
unfortunately still in my pants. I was tempted to yank it out but I
know I wouldn’t be able to keep myself from sticking it in her. And
once that happened I’d be that much closer to cumming, which I was
trying to hold out on for as long as possible.

To help take my mind off my cock, I slid a
third finger inside Bonnie’s pussy. She tried to bite down on her
gasp of pleasure but wasn’t quick enough. It was good to know that
she was still enjoying herself.

Moving my hand quickly in and out of
Bonnie’s pussy, I finger-fucked her with more than a hint of
aggression while she moaned and squirmed beneath me.

Every sound Bonnie made inspired me to bang
her with more force, which meant pretty soon I was hammering my
fingers inside her with everything I had. And then, once she
started to get comfortable with three of fingers inside her, I
forced my pinky in there too, making it four fingers total.

Bonnie reacted to this with a low, guttural
moan and a series of high-pitched yelps.

“
Shut your mouth,” I said,
mostly just to see if I could catch her off guard. “I don’t want to
hear you make a sound.”

When she continued moaning, I covered her
mouth with my free hand while continuing to slam all four of my
fingers into her pussy.

A short time later, I switched it up again,
this time releasing her mouth and gripping her around the throat.
Feeling power at Bonnie’s helplessness, I squeezed tighter, choking
her while still banging away with fingers just as intensely as
before.

Unable get any air into her lungs, Bonnie
quickly started to fade. Her face was losing color and her legs
were starting to weaken. But despite her body reacting to the lack
of oxygen, her pussy was wetter than ever.

I released her throat a few seconds later.
Her chest heaved as her body once again drew air. Her face regained
its color and her eyes reopened, wider and filled with more
excitement than ever.

Bonnie’s brush with unconsciousness appeared
to have heightened her sensitivity, as an orgasm washed over her
almost immediately. And then, right after it passed, she tried
desperately to squirm out of my grip, shifting her lower body in an
attempt to pull away my fingers out of her pussy.

“
Where do you think you’re
going?” I said, shifting my body along with hers. It was easy
controlling her due to the constraints on her legs and arms.
“There’s no trying to get away from me.”

But she didn’t stop, twisting her body some
more in an attempt to escape.

“
Come on,” I said,
laughing at her hopeless plight. “I thought you said you could
handle anything.”

Bonnie didn’t answer but she continued
trying to force my fingers out of her pussy. But all she managed to
do was turn herself around, putting her ass against the wall, which
didn’t help her at all. In fact, it made things worse for her, as
it gave me even more leverage to work with. I easily kept my
fingers planted firmly inside her pussy, and even managed to
continue banging her as she tried to squirm free.

Bonnie dropped her butt down onto the
carpet, but I was prepared for that maneuver too, and dropped down
right alongside her.

“
I told you to stop trying
to get away,” I said. “Now I’m going to make you pay for not
listening to me.” I then started finger-fucking her even more
aggressively to punish her for trying to escape.

Tears were pouring down Bonnie’s face but
her eyes painted a different picture. They were wide open and
filled with ecstasy.

“
Please stop,” she says
between deep breaths. “Please. I need . . . a break. Please!”
Although the words said one thing, her tone said another. It was
filled with pleasure, not pain.

“
I thought you said you
could handle whatever I could dish out,” I said, still not quitting
even though my forearm was starting to burn.

“
Not this,” Bonnie said,
practically hyperventilating now. I was amazed she could still form
words. “Not this. It feels . . . too . . . too good.”

“
Too good? You want me to
stop because it feels too good?”

“
Yes!” she cried, her body
shimmying as another orgasm ran through her system.

“
You know how crazy that
sounds, right?” I asked, still hammering away at her pussy with my
fingers.

“
Yes!” she screamed. “But
it has to stop. Make it stop, make it stop, make it
stop!”

I considered her offer for a moment, but
ultimately said, “Nah. Sorry. I’m enjoying myself too much right
now.”

Bonnie’s eyes rolled back in her head and
she let out a low guttural moan.

Laughing out loud, totally getting off on
the power I had over Bonnie, I banged away at her pussy with all of
my fingers for another full minute before finally yanking my
fingers out of her snatch.

“
Holy fucking shit,”
Bonnie said as she caught her breath. “I never would have guessed
that pure pleasure could be so intense.”

“
Yeah, it’s kind of
strange huh,” I said. “You can handle all sorts of pain but you
don’t have that high of a pleasure tolerance. I think that says
something about you.”

“
You think?” she said
sarcastically.

Smiling at her little quip, I said, “It’s
good to see you can recover quickly though. It only took you three
seconds to get your attitude back.”

“
Hell, I’m just surprised
you were able to make it go away for that long.”

“
Tell me about it,” I
said. “Well, back to the fun, eh?”

“
Let’s do it,” Bonnie
said.

And just like that, we were back in filth
mode. I pushed down on her shoulders and she knelt to the ground
without any resistance whatsoever. I shifted my hands to her head
and grabbed ahold of her hair, using it to hold her head against
the wall.

“
Open your mouth,” I
said.

Bonnie obliged, opening it wide. Her eyes
were gleaming as she looked up at me.

I jammed my cock into her mouth and
immediately started hammering her with it, giving her the entire
thing in long, fast strokes.

After the third or fourth pump, Bonnie’s
lips closed around my cock. I immediately pulled it out. Then I
gave her a smack on the cheek.

“
Did I tell you to close
your mouth?” I asked.

“
No,” Bonnie
said.

“
That’s right,” I said. “I
didn’t. This time keep it open. No matter what.
Understand?”

Bonnie nodded but she didn’t look happy
about it. But I knew that she really was. She was just playing the
part.

Once that was settled, I stuck my cock back
inside her mouth and started pumping her face again, more
aggressively this time. Gagging sounds and loads of saliva escaped
from her throat as I pummeled her mouth but she kept it open no
matter how much of my cock I gave her. Which meant it was time to
take things further.

“
Stick your tongue out,” I
said.

Bonnie did as she was told; I could feel her
tongue touching my balls as I fucked her face. Saliva was pouring
out of her mouth, running down her chin and neck and coating her
chest. Tears were dripping down her cheek, making her mascara run,
which was sexy as shit. But there was no hint of distress in her
eyes, which was something I wanted to change.

I continued giving her my entire cock, from
tip to base, relentlessly pounding it in and out of her throat,
still holding her head against the wall with my hands.

The gagging was growing louder with every
passing second but I didn’t let up, jamming my cock into her throat
until her nose was poking into my stomach before pulling it almost
all the way out, only to give it to her again before she could
catch her breath.

This went on for more than thirty seconds
before I decided to mix things up. I slammed my cock into her
throat one last time and held it there, my cock all the way down
her throat.

“
Look at me,” I said as
she struggled to deepthroat me.

Bonnie shifted her gaze upward as best she
could while keeping my cock in her throat, looking up at me with
tear-stained puppy-dog eyes. But still she wasn’t showing any signs
of discomfort or distress. So I kept my cock all the way down her
throat, holding her head in place with my hands, not letting her
move.

Ten seconds into it, Bonnie coughed. Three
seconds later she gagged and tried to pull away.

“
You’re not going
anywhere,” I said, not letting up one bit.

I knew Bonnie wasn’t in any danger. She
still had way too much energy to burn. But her body didn’t agree,
and she struggled some more, trying desperately to get some air
into her lungs. But still I held her head in place and my cock deep
in her throat.

After a few more seconds, she gagged again,
followed by a deep, resonant cough that I could feel all the way
down to my balls.

Bonnie was panicking now, her head shaking
from side to side and her muscles straining, but because of her
bonds she didn’t have enough leverage to escape the situation.

It wasn’t until Bonnie’s protestations
become weaker that I finally eased up on the pressure and let go of
her hair.

Her head
immediately snapped back and she gasped for
breath, her chest heaving. Saliva was dripping down her face,
covering her tits, pooling on the carpet. Tears were streaming down
her cheeks, making a mess of her makeup. She coughed and hacked and
let her head hang down, her body slumped over, exhausted from the
exertion.

Before Bonnie could fully recover, I stood
up and led her over to the couch by her hair. She had to crawl
quickly on her hands and knees to avoid falling over. Once there, I
reached down and picked her up. She let out a little whoop of
surprise as I spun her until she was upside-down on the couch with
her feet draped over the back. Her head was hanging upside-down,
just off the cushions, the top of her head almost touching the
floor.

“
Something new, huh?”
Bonnie said, her voice more raw and less composed than before. It
was good to know that I was getting to her, at least a
little.

“
Sort of,” I replied. “A
new position but the same old thing, at least for a couple more
minutes.”

“
Bring it on,” she
said.

“
Oh, I intend to,” I said
as I dropped to my knees and sidled up to her and stuck my cock in
her open mouth once again. With my hands on her tits for leverage,
I proceeded to fuck her face, giving her my entire cock right from
the beginning, slamming it into her mouth, my balls slapping up
against her forehead at the end of every thrust.