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Madison's eyes fluttered open, she looked around, trying to make sense of where she was. She had no idea what happened, or why she felt so heavy headed, but her best guess was that Killian added something to the drink he gave her.
"What the hell did he do to me?" She mumbled, trying to sit up, but when she was held back, her heart sank. She looked up at her arms, only to find out that she was strapped to the bed frame. A gasp escaped her lips as a sudden wave of fear hit her.
She looked down at her legs and they were also strapped, spread wide apart, and she had no clothes on.
Panic instantly set in, sweat started to form, and the struggling intensified. Her efforts proved futile, her struggling amounting to nothing, she couldn't escape, she was naked and tied up in a strange bedroom.
"Help!"
Screaming was her last resort. She knew there were guards in the mansion, and maybe, one of them would rescue her.
"Help!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, still struggling as her t**s jiggled and fell to her sides.
"Someone, help!"
"No one will help you."
Killian had been sitting in the dark corner of the room all along, one of his legs crossed on top of the other, and his index finger stroking his chin. He was watching Madison, enjoying the realization on her face when she found out that she had been tied up.
But that wasn't the only thing he enjoyed. He couldn't take his eyes off her beautiful, big boobs and how they moved with every slight movement she made. He couldn't resist the urge to suck those puffy n*****s until they begged to be let go of. And that pink cunt? He badly wanted to possess it, to f**k the walls until they turned red.
"You.. you're a psychopath. How could you tie me up here like this!?" She raged, looking in his direction as he got up and walked towards her, stalking her like she was prey.
"I was going to let you go after the first day.. but now I don't think I can do that." He stopped walking and stood over her like a shadow. Madison gulped, trying to remain brave even though she was dying from fear.
Who was this man? Was he really the devil like everyone called him?
"Why?" She sniffed, her voice coming out shaky.
A dark grin played across his face. "Because you're the first to give me a boner just from the sound of your voice."
Madison hated how much that turned her on. She tried to squeeze her thighs together but they were so far apart. Killian could see the glistening wetness from her cunt, and it drove him even more insane.
"Please just let me go, please. I don't want to do this anymore, I'll return your money sir. Just let me go." She pleaded, her lips quivering in fear.
"Are you sure you want me to let you go?" He mumbled, his weight pressing down on the bed as he climbed on. He straddled her legs, directly facing her p***y, and she jerked, her breath hitching.
"Yes." She managed to answer, but her shaky voice gave her away. She wanted him to touch her, and she had no idea why she wanted this devil to touch her so bad.
"Are you sure about that?" His husky voice came, and then she felt his finger on her clit, cold and firm. Her body quivered in excitement, and her sobs disappeared like they were never there.
"Are you?" He twisted it, like a f*****g rope, and she yelled out in pleasure and pain, her ear shattering screams only adding to his excitement.
He withdrew his hand, and then lowered his head to his entrance, inhaling the sweet and sour scent that seemed to make his d**k throb impatiently.
Madison shook her head trying to discourage him, her breaths heavy and unsteady, and sweat trickling down both sides of her face.
Killian raised his head again for a glance at her t**s, he couldn't wait to be done with down there so that he could feast on those voluptuous glands.
He went down on her again, this time, placing his tongue on her clit and pushing against it. Madison let out a silent moan, the action sending waves of pleasure through her whole body.
His tongue flicked on her throbbing clit, and Madison threw her head back. He continued to suck on the meaty thing like it was the bane of his whole existence, like he wanted to get rid of it for good.
With slow, swiping actions, his tongue glided across, teasing her in ways that brought tears to her eyes. And just when she thought it wouldn't get worse, he dug two fingers into her entrance without even lifting his face.
Madison was tight, and that made Killian even more obsessed with her. That p***y had instantly become something that he could die for.
His lips wrapped around her c******s as his fingers dove in and out of her, stealing her breath and leaving her whimpering in his arms. He sucked it with so much attention, and fingered her to the point of tears.
Madison couldn't help her moans, each one louder than the other. His fingers inside her felt so good, and for a moment, she forgot that she was bound.
"Yes! Yes!" She screamed, arching her back and begging for more. She begged for her cunt to be destroyed.
"You don't wanna leave anymore?" Killian smirked, lifting his head from her beautiful p***y to look at her. She was sweating, and her heart was pounding loudly against her chest. She shook her head.
"No, I don't want to." She cried out when he increased the pace of his fingers going in and out of her, the slurpy, wet noises driving them both to the edge. She couldn't help the way her walls tightness around his fingers.
"Say you're my w***e! Beg me to f**k that cunt! Beg me to suck those melons!"
Madison shut her eyes tightly as tears fell freely down her cheeks. She hated that she wanted to be his slut, she wanted to get away from him so badly but her body wanted nothing more but to be used.
"Yes.. use me. Make me your w***e Killian. Please f**k me." She uttered helplessly and pre c*m dripped down the tip of his c**k.
"You're a good bitch.." he pulled his fingers out of her with knitted brows and then proceeded to take his pants off.
His c**k was begging to be let out, and he didn't want to keep it waiting any longer.
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