His hands locked around my wrists as he stretched my arms above my head. I whimpered, feeling the pain that shot up into my shoulders. The pain would always be one of my favorite parts.
Fuck did it feel so good.
“Open…” His knees spread mine further apart and I whimpered as my chest moved up and down violently, my lungs stinging with how fast I was now breathing.
He brought my arms together above me and guided my fingers to the headboard. “Hold on and don’t let go, do you understand, baby girl?”
I nodded rapidly and he brought a hand down to my aching, crying slit to shove a few fingers all the way into the knuckles. I cried loudly, completely unprepared for it.
“Words. Use your words, my little, good girl.”
“I’ll h-hold on. I promise…” I swallowed hard, crying out again as he was
