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There was no playing around now - Tommy really did mean business as he cuffed her and manipulated her body so easily, as if she was nothing more than a rag doll. Anna lost her breath in excitement. God, he was so sexy!

She honestly didn’t know if she could take him - she’d never had a cock that large and from experience, Anna was still pretty tight. It would be a struggle to take him, and she’d likely need lots of practice. She was okay with that, but her conscious started howling. It screamed that fucking Tommy was way too far and that she’d never be able to salvage her relationship with Adam if she followed through, but Anna wanted it so badly.

She whimpered.
 
She whimpered at his words, and he could practically feel her melt in his arms. He smirked again. She was his. He could take her right now if he wanted.

Instead, he pushed her head forward, shoving her down onto the bed again. He groped between her legs from behind, immediately finding her abundant wetness.

“So this is how you like it, huh,” he sneered, his fingers digging and probing inside her cunt, greedily spreading her wetness around, even back towards her asshole. Her jeans were still tight around her thighs, keeping her legs from spreading much at all. He spanked her again, and then started reaching for the drawer the handcuffs had come from...
 
She squirmed, trying to see what was going on behind her. Tommy was still playing with her slick cunt even as she heard him rustling around in the drawer, but she couldn’t find a way to get a view of anything but the blankets her face was shoved into.

She couldn’t move and she couldn’t really see. Anna was a nosy girl; she actually got paid to know what was going on at all times, so being out of the loop like this drove her more than a little crazy. She wanted him to keep touching her, maybe even drive his fingers deep inside, but she wouldn’t beg him.

She wouldn’t let him win so easily.
 
Tommy practically purred in Anna’s ear as he found what he was looking for. His fingers dragged from within her dripping pussy, back to her ass, and he pressed inward, spreading her wetness and opening her up.

A moment later, she would feel cold glass press against her back door; the pressure Tommy applied was slow, firm, and steady, using her own copious cunt juices to lube his way inside with the butt plug.

He savored every second of her physical response to the intrusion, and once the plug was inside her properly, he grabbed her by her hips and picked her up and placed her right where he wanted her on the bed.

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The stretch was actually painful and Anna winced, clenching her teeth as she fought through it. She’d only ever had Tommy’s finger back there before, so this was definitely graduating into a larger weight class. She tried to squirm away again but his steady pressure caused it to pop inside and Anna had to bite back her scream as her butt swallowed the glass and the edge of the plug pressed firmly against her crack. Tommy had no issues rearranging her on the bed where he wanted her while she was distracted.

It was cold inside her anal cavity and Anna shivered, trying to relax enough that her asshole didn’t feel like both ice and and burning fire from the stretch of her rectum, but every little wiggle only caused it to rub against her insides even more. Eventually, the more she moved, the more her body started to adjust and the stimulus started to feel good, great even, and Anna moaned, clenching against the plug.

“Fuck,” she hissed. “Give a girl a little warning first, asshole. Maybe buy me dinner first?” She still managed to complain.
 
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“Well, I did just feed you breakfast, you ungrateful little slut,” Tommy snapped back at her, her “asshole” comment quickly bringing out exactly that side of him. He gave her another hard spank across both cheeks, pushing the plug deeper inside her for a moment. He watched as she squirmed and moaned, trying to adjust to the anal intrusion, even as her juices dripped from her pussy in arousal.

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Even as she did, Tommy was already digging for the next toy to punish her with. His kink-filled mind was working in overdrive. He started tossing things onto the bed, in front of face. Black leather restraints. A bright red ball gag. A black blindfold. A rabbit vibrator.

“That should be enough for now,” he growled, and spanked her once again.
 
She did grunt in pain at that last slap - it forced the toy deeper inside her and that in itself hurt, but any contact to her fire-engine red backside was starting to be painful enough on its own.

Tommy was angry at her words, but Anna didn’t care right now — she was uncomfortable and in a vulnerable position, so she was striking out the only way she could in order to protect herself. In the last few minutes, Anna had been introduced to so many new kinks and she had no idea where this was going, that she needed to try and draw the line. She worried that she’d leave this room with a hot load of cum steaming in her bowels and she wasn’t sure she was ready for that — actually, scratch that: she was definitely NOT ready for that.

Her struggling increased a bit in fervor, but any verbal response she had was muffled with a ballgag. She whimpered, fighting against it, but one firm hand grasped her jaw and forced her mouth open with strong fingers, squeezing powerfully until Anna had no choice but to obey. Her jaw popped open and he pressed the large ball inside before she could say one word, trying it behind her head and snickering at her clear discomfort. It felt heavy and foreign on her tongue, so unlike the weight of her favourite treat that it felt more than a bit funny.

He avoided the other toys for now, letting her get used to being gagged but enjoying the silence between them - Anna knew that Tommy probably could do without her smart mouth comments, but dammnit, she had things she needed to say to him! She wanted to behave but she also wanted to give just as good as she got.

Even though she was now effectively forced to shut up, had been beaten and made to take a toy where toys did not belong, Anna was still tingling and trembling in his arms. She was actually enjoying those sensations, but damned if she’d tell him that. Still, she had no desire to use a safe word, even if they had one (they really had to figure that out, by the way) or stop, but it didn’t seem to matter as he reached for the leather padded cuffs. The time for talking was over and Anna was sure she was in for some strict punishment as Tommy used her for his own pleasure.
 
Once he had her gagged, he leaned back to savor the quiet, muffled moans and groans. He twirled the leather restraints with a finger, pondering his next move. This may have been a bit overboard for failing to wear the requested clothing, but in all fairness, she escalated things to this point!

The leather restraints each wrapped around an ankle, which would keep her from getting very far if she attempted some sort of escape. Not that he really thought she would, as she seemed to be enjoying all of this. It was really more so she knew she couldn’t escape if she tried.

Her admired her ass and how red it was from the spankings. Tommy smirked as he looked at the buttplug glittering out from between her abused cheeks. He picked up the silicon rabbit vibrator and turned it on to its lowest buzz setting, and dragged the tip from her clit, along her lips, and then dangerously close to her ass before rolling back towards her clit, penetrating just a bit along the way before buzzing her button for a minute. She was trembling in no time at all, and then Tommy slid it back down towards her ass, and this time, pressed the buzzing tip against the sparkling heart-shaped jewel of the buttplug, making it buzz within her.

He slowly ramped up the intensity...
 
It was torturous. The first buzz against her clit was bad enough, but the second that vibrator touched the plug she jolted in the bed and if it wasn’t for the restraints she would have likely lost her balance as her knees quivered and shook. It felt so good and Anna didn’t want it to ever end.

She had no idea how she’d go back to vanilla sex after this. Tommy was a world apart and Anna knew that nobody else could make her feel this way. Still, she would have to quit cold turkey and move on.

In the meantime, however, the only real thing she could do was to thrust her hips back at him to try and increase the pressure against the plug. Restrained as she was, Anna had no choice but to accept whatever he wanted to do to her. She moaned against the gag as he continued to alternate the oath of the vibrator. She never knew what to expect and that was half the fun - he changed it up enough that Anna’s body couldn’t get used to the sensations and each touch still felt like electricity sparking against her nerve endings.
 
Tommy was thoroughly enjoying toying with her, but he knew how much she was enjoying it. He wanted to drive her mad, punish her for her smart-ass comments, and he knew just the thing.

After driving her wild by vibrating her butt plug a few times, he slid the rabbit vibrator inside her pussy as deep as it would go, eliciting quite the response from her. He ensured that the rabbit’s “ears” were nestled firmly against her clit, and made sure to crank the vibration up to its most powerful setting.

And then he pulled her tight jeans back up over her hips, fastened the button, and secured the zipper. He used a length of rope to secure one of her ankle restraints to the foot of the bed, and the blindfold over her eyes and tied it fast around the back of her head.

He stepped back to admire his work. He had her restrained and unable to escape, a vibrator working wonders in her cunt, gagged, and blind. He picked up his guitar from where it sat in the corner, and left the room, moving to the living room, plugging it in and tuning it up. He plugged in a jam-along track to play along with, and set about practicing his licks. He’d check on her soon enough...
 
She started to panic when she realized what was happening. He yanked her jeans back up over the toys to hold consistent pressure against her most sensitive areas and restrained her so that she couldn’t even move away when it became too much. Doubltless she’d soon be laying in a puddle of her own arousal with drool threatening to slip from the corners of her lips if he left her here like this for very long.

When he blindfolded her and everything went dark, the insidious paranoia grew inside her. Tommy was going to leave her tied up like this for God knows how long with no one to hear her crying out, because he was just enough of an asshole to leave her here to suffer. She wore revenge on him when she finally got out of this mess; she’d show him just how bad she could behave! That thought was hazy and soon forgotten as her body began to be overcome with the tingling haze of pleasure.

Closer and closer she drew to orgasm number one. It was powerful and left her seeing stars, but Anna had no time to recover from it before the toys once again began to stimulate her tender insides towards another climax. It was longer coming on, but by the end of it Anna was crying silently, blindfold soaked with tears at the painful pleasure of her overstimulated body.

She had no idea how long she laid there, but she was increasingly more restless, flailing in her restraints and trying to shuffle the pressure of the vibrator inside her with constant wiggles of her hips, but it was no use. She must have been quite the sight: a mess of tears, one crazy mop of static-filled hair and ankles tethered to the bedposts. She was sure the sheets underneath her were soaked with her honey, could feel the cold wetness spreading under her tummy, and Anna tried again to howl loudly around the gag for Tommy.

She couldn’t take it anymore - it was too much! It hurt a bit, a small sting under the explosive burst of fire in her veins, and yet Anna still danced to the rhythm of the toy’s steady pulsations.

It was too much, but it felt so good...
 
Tommy spent a good half hour practicing guitar, playing just for her. His curiousity got the better of him, and he put the guitar down and went in to see just how she was doing.

He smirked, proud of his accomplishment. She was quite the mess. Lying on her side, wiggling, writhing, screaming and crying against the gag, her body quivering in orgasmic splendor. She had cum so much that a wet spot had grown at her crotch.

He came up next to her, standing beside the bed, but she hadn’t noticed his soft footsteps, so lost was she in the vibrations filling her cunt. He couldn’t resist reaching back and giving her wet, jeans-covered ass a hearty smack!

He pulled off her blindfold. “Are you ready to be my good little doll yet?” he asked her.
 
Wincing, Anna snapped her eyes shut at the sudden influx of light and turned away for a moment, letting herself slowly adjust before she turned back to pin him down with pleading green eyes.

He took in her pathetic form with what looked like a considering expression, his dark gaze shifting over her wet rear and back up to her tear-stained cheeks. She blinked saturated lashes and tried to speak, but the gag halted any possible words. She didn't feel much like behaving at all, honestly, considering how affronted she was that he had done this to her in the first place, and for the first time since this whole ordeal had started she considered it a blessing to be gagged; he'd be hearing some choice words right now if only she had the opportunity.

No. She'd wait it out - pretend to be good and get her revenge when he least expected it. For now, Anna had to behave in order to lull him into a false sense of security. She'd play the role of his good little doll and bide her time, so she nodded in what she hoped was an eager but still apologetic expression, eyes wide with faked sincerity.

She raised herself up onto her shaking knees (or tried to) and let out an "mmmph!" when they collapsed underneath her and sent her tumbling back down onto the mattress. It was hard to act like a fierce tigress hunting for prey when she felt as weak an angry kitten, so Anna closed her eyes and whined in frustration.

She hoped he got the memo and released her soon because being vulnerable like this was so hard for her and she kind of hated it. Yes - the toys inside her felt wonderful, but Anna hated the lack of control. It really was a suitable puishment for behaviour she hadn't even realized was "bad", but she'd be damned if she let him win.
 
Tommy chuckled as she fell over, and he reached down and unfastened the restraints around her ankles, letting her at least curl up on the bed. He groped at her butt, his fingers digging for her crotch, pushing the vibrator and the buttplug deeper inside her momentarily, eliciting quite the response from her body when he did.

He eyed her overnight bag nearby on the bed, and picked it up and dumped all of its contents out. Some scrubs, tee shirts, another pair of jeans, bras and underwear... but nothing he was all that interested in parading her around in. “Looks like we need to get you some new outfits,” he mused. He gazed down at her, catching her eye, and noting the momentary furious rebellion within. He smirked again.

He would have fun breaking her.

With a grunt, he grabbed her and pulled her up and onto her knees on the bed before him. “Let’s see what we can do here...” he said, mostly to himself, before reaching into that bedside drawer and pulling out a rather large, curved, and very sharp-looking knife. He flipped it in his hand and moved towards Anna...
 
That vow to keep her silence evaporated in incredulous disbelief when he emptied her clothes out on his bed and turned his nose up at them. How dare he! He had no right! What an assho--

Her breath left her in a whoosh of air as her eyes focused on the steel glinting in the fluorescent lighting. Her whole body froze and her current train of thought derailed as her mind wrapped around what she was seeing. Realistically, Anna knew Tommy would never hurt her, but here he was coming at her with a knife and that looked anything but safe; he'd gone postal and Anna freaked out, muscles unlocking and adrenalin slamming into her as she tried to scramble away from him in anxiety.

Strong fingers caught her ankle and dragged her back towards him and Anna flailed, flipping onto her back and staring up at him, chest heaving in exertion and fear as she tucked her knees up towards her chest to protect her belly (she realized this was overkill, but these days one couldn't be too sure, after all...). She wanted to ask him what he planned to do with that but the gag once again restricted her. Instead, her eyes blazed with determination and false bravado. Her heart was pounding; he'd just punished her for disobeying, but this man claimed that he loved her. He'd never hurt her. Would he? For now, Anna second-guessed his words.
 
When she tucked her knees up to her chest, he simply pulled her closer in to him across the bed, on her back. This was the perfect height for him to press his crotch to hers, one arm pushing down on her knees.

He grabbed one of ankles, and slid the flat of the knife gently up over her ankle and hooked the point in the hem of her pants leg, slicing it outward, and up the blade dragged along the outside of her leg. Upwards across knee and thigh, opening the pant leg up completely from the way it clung to her skin. Within a moment, he had sliced it open to nearly her butt, when he stopped and turned the blade.

Right across that crease where her butt met her thigh, he opened the jeans up, spreading her legs when he came around to the front. He always kept the flat of the cold blade against her skin. And then suddenly he was back at the point where he had sliced up her leg, and he pulled the denim away from her and threw it on the floor.

He winked at her, and did it again with her other leg, leaving her in a pair of custom made daisy dukes.

He eyed her shirt next.
 
She tracked the movement of the knife critically, afraid to move lest the blade slip and he sliced her open, but she couldn't help but shiver at the ice-cold kiss of metal on hot flesh. He was pretty deft with it and before she knew it her expensive jeans were now a makeshift pair of shorts. She spared a moment to breathe when he raised the sharp tool away from her skin, but her relief was short-lasting.

He didn't put the knife down. He ran the flat side over her hot tummy under her shirt and Anna clenched up, nervous again. Goosebumps rose all over her skin even as he teased her with it and Anna trembled.
 
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Tormenting Anna was entirely too enjoyable for Tommy. He was quite pleased with himself as he watched the goosebumps rise across her skin. She was mumbling something behind the gag.

“Shh, shh,” he said. “Let’s try this again. Get up on your knees.”

Slowly but surely, better able to steady herself now that her ankles were free of the restraints, she was able to get herself to a kneeling position on the bed in front of him.

“Good job, doll,” he said, and dragged the tip of the knife softly up her belly, between her tits, and to the neck of her shirt, and then up her neck to the point of her chin, making her look directly into his eyes.

“I love you,” he said, before slicing down her shirt, opening it up down into the middle of her cleavage.

“Much better...” he said, and then cut the bottom of the shirt off, just below her tits, the flat of the blade teasing along her underboob as he did. He stood back, crossing his arms to admire his work as she knelt there whining into the ballgag, her body writhing with need as the vibrator continued its dirty work inside her vagina...
 
Anna held still in the position he demanded on her. Even though the knife made her tense with fright his soft words of love calmed her instantaneously. Tommy wouldn’t hurt her.

He cut her shirt into a small scrap of fabric and then stood back to eye his handwork, and Anna stayed still while he did so with the exception of small twitches of her hips as the toy buzzed against very sensitive places inside her. She was quivering minutely with the urge to cum again, but it was only the beginning steps of her climb to the precipice, the knife having curbed any desire while he ran it over her flesh mere moments before. Now though, Anna was a shameful mess kneeling on his bed trying to stave off orgasm number four. It was all she could to to clench her fingers in the sheets and stay still.

She rested her cheek against the softness of his sheets and let her eyes flutter closed as she waited for him to make the next move.
 
Tommy’s first instinct was to punish Anna again for laying down after he had instructed her to kneel up, but he could tell she was exhausted and in need of a break. He knelt over her and kissed her forehead, releasing the clasp that held the ballgag around her head, and gently pulled it out of her mouth and set it aside.

He unfastened the handcuffs as well, granting her back her unrestricted movement. His hands slid down her body to her hips, and found the button of her jeans and opened it, unzipped them, and eased the shorts down her legs. He set them aside and then rolled her onto her back and eased her legs wide open. The vibrator promptly slid out of her dripping cunt with a squelch, and he turned it off. He inspected her butt; it was still quite red from the spankings.

“You did very well, doll,” he whispered, his lips finding the inside of her leg. He kissed up her thigh, licking up her copious juices slowly. It wasn’t long until he was slurping them directly from her abused pussy, and his tongue and teeth were soon working her clit right back into a state of orgasmic bliss...
 
Her jaw ached and the first time she went to speak she could hear the bones snapping and grinding in disuse. She wanted to say that she hadn’t had a choice, but she was just so exhausted and breathless that she couldn’t get any words out at all and the only thing that passed her lips was a moan as he ate her to that fourth and final orgasm.

She was panting, trembling against him uselessly. He had to support her with a thick band of muscles arm under her belly while he fed on her, but Anna was okay with that. Even though she had been so uncomfortable, thrown out of her element, everything Tommy did to her felt good and she couldn’t stay mad at him too long. She’d have time for her emboldened words of warning later, but for now she resolved to let her dominant partner take care of her, because she realized now that even if there were no such labels on their relationship that Tommy was naturally steering her in that direction. He was providing phenomenal aftercare to his unofficial submissive (though Anna would never really describe herself in that category).

She trusted Tommy, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t nervous about what was in store for them in the future.

For now, Anna enjoyed the sensations of his talented lips, tongue and teeth working her body to another fevered orgasm. She’d be able to have a really good nap after this.
 
Tommy ate Anna’s pussy until she was once again a quivering orgasmic mess on his bed. He climbed onto the bed and slipped out of his shorts and shirt. He kissed her forehead and cheeks, his hands gentle on her body, cuddling her into his arms from behind her.

It didn’t take long for both of them to fall asleep, a naked tangle of limbs. Tommy awoke after a couple of hours, happy to find she was still in his arms, even happier to feel her ass rubbing firmly against his rather stiff dick.

He eased her leg up as she lay there on her side, and grabbed his cock and slid it along her lips, so the head of his cock was resting against her clit. He groaned as he felt her wetness against him, and then used his hand to start toying with her buttplug, slowly pushing it deeper for a moment before letting it slide back, pumping it gently up inside her ass...

“Wakey wakey...” he growled in her ear...
 
She slept like a baby tucked up in her man’s arms, totally exhausted from their play.

When she woke, something hard was nudging aside the sodden lips of her labia and stroking over her clitoris. Tommy was a firm mass behind her as he worked both the plug in her ass and his cock in rhythmic thrusts. He held her thigh up in the air and Anna spared a thought to realize just how easy it would be for him to impale her in this position.

It made her heart race.

Oh god, did she ever want him to fuck her! But she also had a boyfriend and shouldn’t be here in Tommy’s bed at all. To let him sink his cock into her steaming cunt would mean that she’d forsaken her relationship completely, and even though she knew she had to break up with Adam (and Tommy!) she still didn’t want to hurt him like this. Her brain so far had been rationalizing the things that she was doing with her lover, and it carefully ignored the fact that every bit of their play was too far. She’d already thrown herself bodily across that forbidden line and it had been so worth it...

She wanted to turn her head and meet his lips with hers while she breathed her deepest desire into his mouth: “take me — claim me as your babydoll, your fuckdoll, your cum doll — and never let me go. Fuck me, Tommy.”

But those treacherous words were still only just a dream. She didn’t utter them at all, even as she twisted just enough to kiss him. As usual, he devoured her. Anna became limp against his body, letting him take what was his.

She couldn’t say the words, but if Tommy decided he was going to have it, who was she to argue? If he decided he wanted it, it was his for the taking.
 
As Tommy kissed her deeply and her body melted against his, he groaned. It would be entirely too easy to just slide his throbbing cock into her dripping wet cunt. He was enthralled by the wet heat he found there, and the instinct to simply fuck was overwhelming.

He took a deep breath. He had to get himself under control. He dragged his cockhead along the length of her lips, teasing her instead. He let the head linger at her entrance, practically daring her to bear down on him and take him inside of her.

“How bad do you want my cock in you?” he growled heavy in her ear. He stopped manipulating the buttplug only to grab ahold of his long thick rod and stroke it, not quite entering her but letting her feel the weight of it so close to piercing her.
 
She whined, wanting so desperately to say those words and accept him inside her hungry pussy, but something halted them dead in their tracks. She opened her mouth several times to speak her mind but nothing came out and Anna was so frustrated at herself. To say those words would be recognizing her betrayal to Adam, but if she didn’t say them, she could continue to ignore the guilt of her bad behaviour.

Instead, Anna reached down and grasped his cock around the shaft just below the rim.

Eyes locked on his, Anna held his dick in place as she wiggled her hips back just a little and let the head slip inside just a few centimetres - enough to know the rounded cap was ready to fuck her silly but not enough to stretch around him. She hoped he’d get the memo and feel her desperation in the wet sucking heat of her cunt and take the choice out of her hands; she hoped he’d be too tempted to resist and stuff her full of cock in one fell thrust.

She had only just released his cock after guiding it to the place she wanted it the most and started to slide her hips back onto him when her cell phone started ringing insistentently from the bedside table. Anna froze, looking down at the spread between her gaped thighs in horror, shocked out of her desperate craving by the realization that it might be her boyfriend on the phone. She could see the thick, red pulsating shaft ready to make her his separating her lower lips, saturated in her juice.

The phone continued ringing.

Anna startled in a flurry of movement, slapping at Tommy’s muscular thighs so that he would release her and scrambled for the phone.

Her voice was slightly breathless when she answered it, not even glancing at the caller ID.
 
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