His pace was methodical as he ruthlessly filled me and retracted until the same sensations rose and fell twice more.
Finally, he roared, and I watched the reactions of his body. Minute flexing of muscles the whitening of his fingertips, the flushing of his lips as he came.
Despite myself, I found the reactions of his body under the virulent claws of pleasure beyond erotic.
Finally, he stepped from me, to swipe at the beads of sweat gathered along his forehead with the back of one wrist. He lowered my leg but both shuddered and gave beneath me.
Leaving me to dangle by my wrists. Rattling the chains slightly as I became too weak to stand. I felt the bite of the metal in the edges of my hands, but I was too worn out to care.
My desperate flight and then the anxiety of what was to co
