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restraints from ceiling
hook.
    Hands still bound,
she threw her arms around his neck with a sob and sank against him. He bundled
her up carefully, like a child, and murmured soothing words into her hair.
    “I want to fuck that
sweet, sweet pussy now, darling. Will you offer it to me?”
    Pulling back, Holly
nodded frantically. God, if he could do that with just a finger, what could he
do with his huge cock? Her pussy still smarted from its whipping and recent
orgasm but she didn’t care. She wanted to feel his deep thickness sat inside her.
    Oh and she had to
please him, didn’t she? For a moment, she almost forgot the terrible truth as
to why she was here.
    Tenderly easing out
of her hold, he pointed over to the bed. “Put your hands on the bed railings.”
    “Yes, Daniel.”
    Holly shuffled over
to the bed and put her bound hands on the end bedrail, peering at him over her
shoulder.
    He nodded and came to
her side. “Now stick out your bottom. No, further. Yes, that’s it. Perfect.”
    Holly was nearly at
forty-five degrees, staring down at the top of the brass railings while her
breasts swung beneath her. The position opened up her pussy and arse to the
cool air of the room and her clit swelled in response to the erotic sensation
of being completely on display for Daniel.
    His hand stroked down
her back and over her arse before he positioned himself behind her. She glanced
back at him.
    “Look straight ahead,
Holly.”
    Gulping, she nodded
and snapped her attention to the print on the wall in above the bed. Daniel’s
hands continued their journey over her body, squeezing at her arse cheeks until
it felt like this fingers left indents in it.
    “You have such a
gorgeous arse and cunt. Just beautiful,” he breathed. “Your pussy is dripping
for me,” he added.
    She nodded again,
making a small sound of assent. Holly barely trusted herself with words. Her
throat was dry from his erotic compliments.
    The rasp of a zipper
and the rustle of clothes sounded and her brow beaded as she fought to keep her
attention on the print. He was probably naked. Her pulse thudded at the mere thought.
God, she wanted to see. Would he be as strong as he seemed when he held her? No
doubt, whatever images her imagination conjured up would be nothing compared to
the reality of Daniel.
    The touch of a tongue
to her pussy quickly brought her back to the real world and she gasped as the
tongue swept over her juice-covered folds before probing her sex. Just as she
began to enjoy the heat of it probing her core, it retreated and Daniel moved
his mouth up to her puckered hole. Holly instinctively tensed as his tongue
circled it, licking over the delicate skin.
    He persisted in
lapping at it, steadily becoming more tenacious until her arsehole was slick
and her arousal dripped down her thighs. When he prodded carefully at her tight
ring, it gave way easily and Holly moaned as his strong tongue invaded. Daniel
teased her arsehole forcefully, sending a riot of sensations through her.
    Her virgin hole
welcomed him and Holly couldn’t prevent the moans and whimpers the fell from
her lips. Who knew? Who knew having your arse tongue-fucked could be so good?
She rocked her hips in time with him, urging him to bury his face in her arse.
    She audibly sighed
when he retreated, leaving her cold and bereft. But his heat was quickly back
against her and this time she could feel the swollen length of his shaft
rubbing against her slick sex. “Oh God.”
    Daniel chuckled from
behind her and nudged her folds apart with his cock. “Be a good girl now. I’m
going to take you very deep.”
    Holly intended to
respond but could only wail out as his entire length impaled her in one vicious
go. Her barely used pussy ached at the sudden force but immediately held fast
to his dick.
    “You’re so tight,” he
muttered through clenched teeth. “You are so fucking tight. Jesus, Holly.”
    Her heart twisted in
delight at the sound of his loss of control and she