Tears streak down my face, wetting the sheets my cheek is pressed into. I’m bound, bound because I begged to be. Hands under my thighs, palms pressed against my quads, rope looping tight around and around my wrist and digging into my hamstrings. My legs spread wide, ankles tied to the bed frame. The gag …
480 words — He thrust into her with such vigor the bed scraped across the hardwood floor. The force behind each push, his cock penetrating as though he wanted to split her in two, communicated his anger. The painful grip of his hand in her hair kept her exactly where he wanted her. The sharp …