The Secrets of Agents Ch. 02

The Secrets of Agents

Chapter 02:

Opposites Attract Attention

We rode the elevator in silence up to the top floor of the hotel. When I opened the door to my room, Destiny strode straight to the sliding-glass door of the balcony, drawn to the magnificent view. She took in the beach, the pier, the boardwalk, and the forested mountains in the distance. Meanwhile, I took in the view of her curvaceous ass in that little form-fitting blue dress. For several minutes, we each silently appreciated different versions of beauty. She peered off in the distance, while I looked up close.

I went to her, pressed my body against hers, and encircled her torso in my arms. I held her as she leaned her head against my shoulder.

I whispered in her ear, "I've got you now. You can let go."

I swayed us from side to side, rocking her body along with mine. I felt the tension in her muscles begin to melt away as she let me move her body in a gentle rhythm.

Destiny was no longer trying to solicit me; we had already decided to proceed. Between the vista and the drinks, we both began to relax. She kept staring at the sand, the waves, the clouds, and the tourists enjoying the beach. A light breeze blew over the bay and entered through the open window by the bed, permeating the atmosphere with a crisp, salty vivaciousness. Finally, she began to weep gently, the soft tears and labored breaths catching me off guard.

"Do you want to tell me another secret?" I asked, in a low voice.

"I'm sorry," she sniffed. "This is all just a little overwhelming."

I turned her around to face me and pulled her close. She buried her head in my chest. I just let her feel her sentiments without a need for a beginning or an ending. She let her emotions flow, without me demanding a justification or an explanation.

Momentarily, the brief tempest subsided, receding into gentle sniffles. She lifted her head slightly and spoke into my chest. "I think that is the first time in years that I have been able to relax into someone's embrace. Just looking at the peaceful view and having you hold me..." Her voice trailed off. She cleared her throat.

"I've had to hold my drug-addled boyfriend and nurse him back to life, but that was never romantic. I've had to hold down the fort at home, while also holding down a job, but that was just practical. I've had to hold it all together for so long. Fate has held me in its grip many times, but I haven't been held by anything that hasn't been cruel, or anyone who hasn't been disappointing for as long as I can remember. That's why I need to surrender to someone who is safe. And then I found you--a spy, of all things. Can you hold me safely, Mr. Bond?"

I tilted her chin up to look at me with her watery eyes.

"For you, I am safe. Tonight, I will do the holding. If you're ready to surrender to me, I'll take care of you and your needs. I'm going to hold you tight so you can let go. I won't release you from my embrace until I feel your body release."

She put her hands on my chest, patted my pecs, and sighed. She chewed her lower lip.

"I've never felt safe before. I've always had to be busy, to get things done, to take care of everyone." She sighed. Then she looked at her hands and laughed. "I don't know what to do with my hands."

"I do," I said, decisively. I gripped her wrists and held them still. "I'm going to restrain you so you won't have to worry about such decisions. You won't be able to do anything with those hands. I'll be the one to decide what I will do with your hands."

She looked at her wrists and then tilted her head up to look me in the face, her eyes burning.

"You'd do that for me, Will?"

"I'll do that, and more, if I have your consent."

She bit her lower lip and nodded.

"I need to hear you say it, Destiny." I squeezed her wrists tighter. "Tell me what you want."

She whimpered and tried to free her wrists, testing. I held them firmly in my strong grip.

"Are you really safe, Will?"

I nodded. "I've been navigating danger my entire career. I know how to keep you safe."

"I want you to hold me down. I want you to restrain me. Don't let me use my hands. Don't let me move, even if I struggle. You decide when and how to move me. And I want you to do what you want with me. Don't give me a choice. I don't want to have any options. Don't make me decide anything. I want you to decide for me. I want you to take control." She was speaking rapidly and passionately, her tone becoming more shrill, excited, and desperate. She inhaled deeply. "I want to surrender to you."

I put my finger up to her lips to hush her. "I will, but first, there is one more thing I want you to decide."

She looked at me, annoyed, like I didn't understand her desire not to have to decide.

"A safe word. Tell me what word you want to be able to utter that will stop me if you have had enough, or if you don't like what is happening. A word that has nothing to do with what we are about to do."

She thought for a moment.

"A word that is safe?" She smiled. "Anchor."

I smirked.

"Aye, aye, matey," I said, imitating a pirate voice. "Seriously, If you need me to drop anchor, just say so. But unless and until I hear you say that word, I will do whatever I want with you and you won't have a choice, okay? 'Anchor' will be the red light and I will only stop at the red light."

"Will?"

I looked into her blue eyes. There was a hint of fear in them, but also more than a touch of sly excitement.

"Yes?"

She smiled mischievously. "Green light."

"Fuck," I muttered, feeling a surge of adrenaline.

I lifted her wrists high above her head, until she was stretched as far as she could reach. I twirled her around to face the glass and pushed her with my groin toward the window until her body was pressed against the glass pane. I lowered her arms behind her back and held them in place with one hand gripping her wrists.

I whispered in her ear, "Don't move. Just watch the people on the beach below. Do you think any of them can see you?"

Her eyes nervously scanned the sand. "None of them are looking this way. Everyone is watching the waves. Only one person is facing back toward the hotel. Oh! It's the woman from the bar. The one with the jet black hair in the red bikini. She's lying face down, but she's oriented toward the hotel instead of the ocean."

"If anyone should look this way, they would see you. They'd see what I'm about to do to your body."

I felt Destiny's body shudder at the thought. "Oh, shit! That woman in the red bikini just looked up. She sees us! She's looking right at us!"

I laughed. "The cute woman from the bar? Let her watch."

"Watch what? What are you going to do, Will?"

I pinched the zipper of her dress between my thumb and index finger, and slowly pulled it down her back to the concave curve above her ass.

She gulped. "Stop, Will. She can see me."

"I'm not going to stop. Words like 'stop' won't prevent me from doing exactly what I want to you. Are you going to use your safe word? Or are you going to trust me to keep you safe while I push your boundaries?"

She inhaled deeply, pursed her lips, and nodded. "Okay," she whispered.

"She's going to see what I'm doing to you--what you are letting me do to you, what you want me to do to you. She'll see the strap slide over your right shoulder, won't she?"

She swallowed and nodded, as I pushed the strap of her dress to her elbow.

"She'll notice that a man--a stranger who she saw you meet only an hour ago when you propositioned him at the bar as she watched--is pulling the remaining strap down your other arm."

I listened to her breathing become faster, louder, and shallower. I pinched the fabric covering her chest and slowly lowered it, revealing a black-satin bra with blue-lace trim. I let the dress fall, it catching on her hips and bunching up around her waist.

"It's not just her, Will. You're potentially exposing me to all the tourists on the beach. I'm not sure this is a good idea."

"That is not my concern. I'm going to expose you anyway. They might assume you are wearing a bikini, just like many of them are. Or, they might realize that I am stripping you to your underwear in full view of dozens of strangers."

I slid my fingers inside her dress and slid the material over the swell of her hips and the generous protrusion of her fleshy ass, until it fell with a whoosh down her tapered legs, puddling around her strappy sandals. A matching black-and-blue thong disappeared into the crack of her ass, between two pale globes of pert, pale flesh.

"Do you want them to see me like this?" A flush began to bloom on her chest, throat, and cheeks. "It makes me nervous."

"Let them see. Let the woman in the bikini watch you. I just want to expose you, to make you feel vulnerable. I'm going to strip you bare and reveal you so you have nothing to hide behind. And when you have nothing left, you will have only me. I will be in total control."

She sucked in her breath. "Fuck..."

"Isn't that what you want, Destiny? To give yourself to me completely, while I take you?"

She shivered. "Yes," she whispered. "Yes."

"Shall I continue, then?"

She looked at the woman below, who was watching intently. The woman saw us looking back at her. She lowered her sunglasses to show us her watchful eyes. Then she smiled and gave us a flirtatious wave.

Destiny waved back. Then she licked her lip and nodded. "Yes, please continue." Her voice was husky with desire.

I kissed her neck. "I was going to continue anyway. I just want to hear you say that you want it. More importantly, I want you to hear yourself say that you want it."

She sighed. "I want it, Will. I really want it."

As I nibbled on her earlobe and kissed her neck, my free hand found the clasp of her bra and methodically unfastened the three little hooks, one after the other.

When the band pulled free, she inhaled.

I left the straps in place and slid my hand around her torso to her belly. I dragged my fingers up her torso to the place where her flat stomach met the heavy convex curvature of her breasts. She arched her back, thrusting her prominent boobs forward.

"Mmm. You want this, don't you?"

"Yes. Yes, I want it." She sighed. "I've been craving this kind of touch for far too long."

"Then let's show her everything."

Destiny gasped.

"Everything." I grasped her loose bra. I pulled the cups off of her boobs and dropped the garment on the carpet. Her perky tits fell forward a little, due to their weight, but mostly her boobs just protruded proudly--taut and resilient.

Destiny gasped again.

The woman in the bikini made an O-shape with her lips, and brought her hand up to cover her mouth. She looked to her right and then to her left, checking if anyone else was witnessing this unexpected peep show. Satisfied that this was a private performance, despite the public setting, she returned her gaze to our window and smiled. She squirmed and sat up, wiggling her butt from side to side, then brought her heels up to her ass, bending sharply at the knees. There was a small gap visible between her thighs.

I slid my fingers up her torso to just under her breasts, as if my hands were a bra.

Destiny was breathing quickly and shallowly.

"She's watching."

"Let her watch. Let her enjoy the show."

"Show?"

"Let's show her how I tease your tits."

My fingers traced over the swell of her breasts, toward the dusky bullseyes, and found her rubbery nubs protruding prominently. I traced circles around the fleshy knobs, caressing the small bumps on her dark areolae. I squeezed her nipples, feeling them harden under my touch. As they grew in size and stiffened into thick points, I flicked them.

"Oh!"

I did it a few more times in rapid succession.

Destiny squealed each time.

"Do you like that?"

"Mmmhmm."

"Do you want me to do more of that?"

"Yes, please."

"Good. Because I am going to do a lot more of that." I smiled. "But I'm going to make you wait."

Destiny groaned in frustration.

"First, I'm going to strip you completely naked in front of our cute friend in the red bikini."

"Oh, my god. That's so embarrassing."

"You're pretty when you squirm." I knelt down behind her and slipped my fingers into the elastic waistband of her panties. I paused for a moment.

A shudder passed through her body.

I pulled the fabric down slowly over the curve of her hips. The strip, which disappeared into her ass, tugged from her butt crack. When I finally pulled it free from her crotch, I could smell the intoxicating scent of her arousal. I inhaled deeply through my flared nostrils. The aroma filled me with primal lust.

"You may feel nervous, but I can smell how turned on you are. You reek of desire."

"I'm scared to be so exposed with someone watching every move."

I pulled her panties down to her feet, and she stepped out of them. I stood up behind her and encircled her waist with my arms.

"There is no contradiction between fright and stimulation. Trust me, danger can be intoxicating. Exposure can be liberating. Fear can be addicting. Even a bit of pain can be arousing. That is why you want to submit to me."

"Oh my god."

"Do I hear fear in your voice? What I'm going to do to you will be intoxicating, liberating, addicting, and arousing. I promise you will think about using your safe word, but believe me, you'll be so much more satisfied if you don't." I pinched both of her nipples.

She squealed. Her face looked astonished, but also desirous.

I pushed her shoulders down and made her kneel in front of me. She complied readily.

"Remove my belt."

Obediently, she unbuckled my belt, pulled it through the belt loops, and looked up at me for further instructions.

"Good girl. You're beautiful when you do exactly as I say."

She smiled nervously.

I took the belt from her hands and wrapped it around her wrists. I threaded the strap through the buckle three times and pulled tight.

She yanked against the leather, but couldn't break free.

"You've handcuffed me!" she exclaimed. "I can't free my hands."

"An old trick of the trade," I chuckled. "I've acquired quite a lot of dirty tricks in my former profession. And now you're discovering just how dirty those tricks can be in your profession."

She struggled some more, then gave up, looking up at me, expectantly.

"Take out my cock."

Destiny moaned and reached for my zipper with both of her hands cuffed together. She pulled down the zipper. She reached in, feeling for the fly of my boxers. She found the opening and slipped her fingers inside.

"Mmm. I'm not the only one who's turned on." She looked up at me and smiled. "You may be right that submitting arouses me, but obviously, dominating me turns you on, too." She pulled out my cock, and whimpered. "Oh my god, I want this so badly."

She held the base of my swelling dick in one hand. It was partially swollen, but not yet fully hard and erect.

"Your cock looks delicious." She opened her mouth.

"No, no, no. Not yet."

She looked up, distraught, her brows furrowed in confusion and frustration.

"Not until I give you permission. You have to ask me, first. I control what you get to do."

"Fuck. Okay, fine. May I suck your cock?"

"First, look outside."

She turned her head while still holding my dick in her hand.

"Is our friend watching?"

The woman held her index finger to her lips. She slipped it inside and slurped like she was sucking on a straw as she pulled it out of her mouth. Then, she lowered her sunglasses and winked at us.

"Shit, she's looking right at us. She knows what I'm about to do."

"Good. Now you may suck my cock."

She looked up at me with big eyes.

"But she'll see everything," she protested, her voice trembling. "You want her to watch?"

"I want her to see just how dirty you can be for me."

"But, she'll think I'm a slut."

"Well? Are you, Destiny? Are you a slut?"

"I don't want people to think badly of me..."

"But you are, aren't you?"

"I..."

"Are you enjoying yourself? Do you like what you're doing?"

"Yes. Yes, I do."

"Tell me, Destiny, what would you call a woman who propositioned a total stranger, went to his room alone with him, is down on her knees, hands bound in leather, about to suck his cock in full view of another stranger?"

"A slut?"

"That's exactly right--a slut. A whore. Remember, you're a prostitute. That's your new profession. It is not shameful; it is wonderful. You enjoy sex, and you should. Embrace it. Enjoy it to its full potential."

She looked up at me, pondering.

"Now suck my cock, slut."

"Oh my god!" She turned red, but didn't object, didn't argue.

She gulped, then stuck out her tongue. She licked me from the base to the tip. Then she kissed the head. She licked her lips, puckered them, and slid up and down each side of my staff. Satisfied that my cock was then completely slick with her saliva, she opened her mouth and caressed the swollen spongy head between her thick, pouty lips as it swelled inside of her warm embrace.

"Mmm." Destiny moaned, as she slowly caressed my shaft.

"Ahh."

She kissed the head, and tongued my length, which was then throbbing and as hard as rebar. I groaned, as she took me into her mouth and held it, enveloped in her hot cavern. I felt her tongue swirl around the head of my cock. She pulled her mouth off my penis, with spit drooling down her chin, and her fist wrapped around the base of my dick. She panted heavily, a strand of saliva stretching from her chin until it broke free and slid down her deep cleavage.

"Fuck, you feel good. Do you like sucking my dick, beautiful?"

Destiny nodded.

"You like being a slut, don't you?"

"I've never felt safe enough to use that word. I was scared that people would use it against me."

I picked up Destiny's cuffed hands and brought them to my lips. I kissed the back of each of her hands and held them in mine.

"I told you, you're safe with me. I won't use it against you. In fact, I'll use it for you. And for me, as well. You can be the biggest slut you want to be. And you can admit that you love it, all of it--your dripping pussy, your soft tits, your curvaceous ass--all of it is who you are, and it's wonderful. You're a vixen who craves sex. You should love it when you suck cock, when you ride dick, when you moan and arch your back, when you take it hard and deep. And I'll love it, too. I want you to be that way with me, for me. Go ahead and be the hussy that you know you are. Embrace your inner whore. Realize your potential. You're a true slut, and I desire you more because of it. Tonight, you will be my beautiful slut."

Tears formed in the corners of her eyes. She nodded and sighed.

"Now, show our attentive friend just how deep you can take my cock in your slutty little mouth."

"Oh my god!" Destiny turned her head and looked out the window.

The woman had one hand on the outside of her bikini top. She was discretely rubbing her breast over the fabric.

Destiny watched her play with her nipple for a second, and then stared up at me, smiled, and nodded.

"Okay, I'll be a slut for you."

"Good. But more importantly, I want you to be a slut for you."

"Mmm."

She nodded and took a deep breath. Her lush lips parted and she slowly sank her mouth down most of the length of my cock. Destiny gagged, but didn't give up. She slowly dragged her lips back, until her mouth pulled free, her lips remaining pressed in a puckered kiss against the flared glans. She pushed forward again, sliding down the shaft of my cock. She gagged again, but she didn't pull back.

I threaded my fingers through her hair and grasped the roots at the back of her neck. I held her in place as she gagged again. Finally, I pulled her face off of me.

She gasped for air, as saliva dripped from her lips onto her tits. Tears formed in her eyes, and her mascara had started to run down to her cheeks. She held my cock in her hand, absentmindedly stroking it, while she gulped for oxygen.

"I think that stranger is becoming a devoted fan." I nodded toward the interested voyeur.

The woman was, by then, using both hands to play with each of her nipples.

"Let's give her a good show. I'm going to fuck your face."

"Oh my god."

This time, I controlled the rhythm. I pulled her head toward my crotch and pushed my dick into her mouth. I thrust about halfway in as she gagged at the sudden intrusion. I pulled all the way out as she sucked in air, and then I slammed back in. I developed a rapid rhythm, thrusting in and pulling out, as she breathed in sync with my thrusts, panting and drooling sloppily. After several minutes, I felt an orgasm begin to build in my loins. Not wanting to cum too soon, I pulled out of her dripping orifice.

I pulled her leather-bound wrists up and stood her in front of me. Her face was a mess. Her mascara was smeared and her chin and breasts were covered with spit. She stood before me, panting.

"Why did you stop?" she gasped, desperately. "Wasn't I pleasing you?" Her expression looked concerned.

In response, I kissed her deeply on the lips and pushed my tongue into her mouth. She moaned; it sounded primal.

"It was too good. You were pleasing me so much you were going to make me cum. But I want more. Be patient. You'll get my cum when I decide to give it to you."

I turned her to face the window. I saw her look down at the woman, who then had both hands under her top, playing with her stiff nipples. I pulled Destiny's cuffed hands up above her head and pushed her forward until her body pressed against the glass, her soft breasts smooshing and spreading obscenely on the flat surface.

"Oh! The glass is chilly. My nipples are very sensitive right now."

"Good to know. I'll keep that in mind."

I grasped her by the hips and pulled her butt back into my groin. I spread her feet apart with my foot.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to fuck you while you watch your admirer watching you."

"But she'll--"

"She'll enjoy watching you get fucked, almost as much as you'll enjoy getting fucked while she watches."

"Oh my god."

I eased my cock forward, gently touching her slick labia with the swollen head of my cock.

Destiny sucked her breath in through her teeth.

My head slid smoothly along the outside of her moist lips, with a delicious hint of friction and slight pressure at her soft entrance.

Destiny rocked her hips against my prominent erection. She tilted her head back and moaned, her hair cascading over her bare back.

"Don't break eye contact with your admirer. I want her to see every expression on your face as my hard, thick cock enters your soft, wet pussy."

I pulled my dick back slowly against her slippery labia and then pushed forward again. This time, my fleshy knob plowed deeper into her furrow, parting her outer labia and sliding against her inner folds. The further I went, the wetter she was. The length of my stiff cock slid easily along her viscous flesh. I moved back and forth slowly, as she moaned.

"Is she watching you?"

"Mmm. Yes. She's still got one hand under her top, playing with her nipple, but now her other hand is rubbing between her legs, over her bottoms. Oh my god, that's so hot!"

"If she likes what she's seen so far, then she's really going to enjoy what she sees next. She's going to love watching me fuck you."

I pressed the head of my cock against her tight entrance. There was a slight resistance as my girth stretched her muscles, but her ample secretions lubricated us both, and my cock slowly slid inside her viscous channel as she squeezed me.

"Oh my god! Yes! You feel so damn good inside me, Will. Give me more, please."

Incrementally, I slid my cock all the way in, until my hips were pressed against the plush cushion of her ass.

"Take it. Take every inch of my hard cock. I want you to feel me deep inside you."

"Fuck! I do, too. I can feel every ridge, every vein, every throb of your fat cock. I feel so full. And I love it. I love all of it."

"That's it, baby. That's what I want to hear. Be a good girl for me. You're letting go. You're embracing your slutty nature like a good whore should."

I pulled back and then eased back in. I repeated this several times as her tunnel stretched, adjusting to my girth. Slowly, I increased the pace, quickening the rhythm steadily, until she was pushing her ass backward to meet my thrusts. She was breathing hard and uttering a high-pitched whine each time I pushed into her.

"What's our voyeur doing now?" I grunted.

"Oh my god!" She panted. "Her hand is inside her bottoms! I can see her fingers stretching the fabric. She's playing with herself! And she's right there on the beach with other people around with her fingers in her pussy. Oh my god!"

"Is anyone watching her? Besides you?" I grunted.

"No," she gasped.

"So you're the only one watching her play with herself. And she's the only one watching you get fucked. You two are virtually fucking each other."

"Oh, my god."

"Show her how much of a slut you are. Play with yourself. Rub your clit, just like her."

Destiny lowered her bound hands to her crotch. She fingered her clit just like her admirer was doing. Her whines became loud moans, as I slammed into her harder and harder. My pubis smacked loudly against her fat ass with each thrust, and her juicy cunt squelched obscenely each time my hard cock churned her sopping hole. Her fingers strummed her slick clit faster and faster.

"Oh fuck, Will. I'm going to cum."

"Show her. Show her how much of a slut you are for me."

"Oh fuck! Oh yes! Fuck me, Will! Fuck me! Uh, uh, un, ahh! Fuck!"

She held her breath, her limbs went rigid, and then she exploded. With a loud groan, her body shuddered violently. Her muscles convulsed as the waves of pleasure rippled through her body. Her legs quivered and her breasts heaved as she panted desperately. I felt her pussy clench around my cock, only to release, and then clench again, over and over, in a long series of spasms.

When her breathing finally slowed and she regained control of her muscles, she opened her eyes and looked through the glass.

"Oh, wow. That was intense." She paused as her eyes re-focused on the woman below. "Oh my god. I just had an orgasm in front of a total stranger."

"You just had an orgasm with a total stranger, too."

"I guess I did. Wait, did you finish, also? I didn't feel you cum."

"Not yet. But don't worry. I will. I'm not done with you, yet. Now, wave goodbye to your playmate."

Destiny waved with her cuffed hands.

The woman waved back complicitly in silent acknowledgement.

I pulled Destiny by her cuffed hands and led her to the bed. I pushed her chest back, forcing her to sit on the edge of the mattress.

"Now clean my cock. I want you to lick all your pussy juice off my messy dick."

"I've never done that before."

"Well, then tonight's full of firsts. You're the one who came all over my cock, so you're going to slurp it up until my dick is spit-shined."

Destiny reached forward and grabbed the base of my cock with one hand. She had enough leeway with her bound wrists to caress my balls with her other hand. She guided my dick toward her mouth and opened wide. She licked up my shaft from the base to the tip. Then she repeated that wet stroke up the right side, then the left.

"Can you taste yourself?"

She nodded.

"How do you taste?"

"Better than I expected. Kind of tangy. And salty. Not bad."

"Good. Now take me deep. Suck every drop of your cum off my cock."

"Yes, sir."

She tilted her head up and locked eyes with me. She stuck out her tongue and opened her mouth. She sank her mouth halfway down my shaft.

I feathered my hand through her sandy blond hair at the base of her skull and grasped it tightly. I forced my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth until she gagged. Then I held her in place.

"Breathe and swallow. Take calm breaths through your nose. And keep swallowing. You're going to learn to deepthroat me at any given moment without warning, and without gagging.

She gagged once more, just briefly, but I could feel her swallowing and I could hear her breathing calming down. I pulled her head toward me slowly, forcing her to take more of my cock. She made panicky high-pitched sounds, but I didn't stop.

"Keep breathing." I pulled her forward until she had taken all of me. I felt my cock hit the back of her throat. I held her in place.

Finally, I pulled her off my cock by her hair. She gasped for air as saliva dripped down her chin onto her breasts.

"Good girl. Now you're the slutty cocksucker that I need you to be. You're the slutty cocksucker that you want to be."

"That was intense. I've never been able to do that before. I can't believe I deepthroated you."

"You've never realized your true slutty nature and full whore potential before. But I'm going to turn you into the dirty cocksucker that you were born to be. I want to hear you say it. Tell me that you want me to make you my slut. Tell me you like being called a whore. My whore."

"Oh, fuck. Such dirty names, Will."

"Tell me to stop, if you don't like it. Use your safe word and we'll end it right now. You can put on your clothes, walk out of this room, and go search for some other client. Someone who won't give you what you need. Go ahead. Do it."

I paused and waited for her to respond.

She was silent.

"That's what I thought. You're a dirty slut and you know it. What's more, you love it. You want me to tell you what a filthy cocksucker you are. Am I right?"

She nodded, head bowed.

"I want to hear you say it."

"I'm a filthy cocksucker," she whispered.

"I want you to hear you say it out loud. You need to proudly declare that you are a dirty whore who wants me to fuck her face with my hard cock."

She inhaled deeply and spoke in a loud voice. "I'm a dirty whore cocksucker."

"What do you want, slut?"

In a louder voice, she answered, "I want your hard cock in my filthy mouth." She raised her voice, "I want you to fuck my face until I can't take any more. Fuck my dripping cunt until you cum all over my tits. Make me your slut. Feed me the hard cock that I crave and I'll do whatever you want."

"Get on your hands and knees for me, my little fuck-toy. I'm going to give the cum-slut what she wants."

She turned around and crawled into the middle of the bed. She paused on her elbows and knees and looked back at me. "Take me, Will. I'm yours however you want me."

I moved up behind her plump ass and grabbed her fleshy cheeks with my hands. I lowered my head and licked her vulva from hood to taint, as she moaned. I turned my head sideways and clamped her labium between my own lips and pulled, as it stretched until it recoiled back into place. I did the same with her other labium.

"Oh my god! What are you doing? No one has ever done that to me before."

"Well, it's about fucking time."

I licked the groove up one side and then down the other. I lapped at her slit over and over, luxuriating at her warm slickness and her sweet, tangy flavor.

"Mmm, that feels divine."

I buried my face as deep as I could go and tongue-fucked her pussy, jabbing my wet muscle between her wet muscles as far as I could reach.

"Yes, Will, yes!"

I puckered my lips around her clit which was swollen and protruding from its hood. I swirled my tongue around in circles, teasing her, bringing her closer and closer to another orgasm. As her breathing intensified, I pursed my lips around her nub and slurped. I pulled her clit and sucked hard.

"Oh my god! I'm going to cum! Oh, fuck! I'm gonna, I'm gonna..."

She screamed as her orgasm overtook her.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes... Ahh!" Her body shuddered and her thighs clamped around my head. My ears were muffled and my face was buried in her sloppy, convulsing pussy. The only sensations I felt were the slickness of her cunt and the fragrance of her vagina. I held my breath and waited contentedly, as her legs shook.

Finally, when the tremors had subsided, her legs released my face and I was able to breathe again. I lay down on the bed beside her. Her face was buried in the sheets and she was panting. She collapsed beside me.

"Phew! That was fucking amazing," she breathed. "You are an incredible lover, Will. I love surrendering to you and letting you do whatever you want to me. I'm impressed that I am always pleased by whatever you choose to do to me, despite my fears. Thank you so much. This has been great, but you've exhausted me. I'm going to take a shower now, if you don't mind."

I spanked her ass hard.

She yelped. "Ah!"

Her butt turned red, marking her white flesh with the shape of my hand.

"You think I'm done with you? Did I decide that we're finished? This is far from over, my beautiful little vixen. I haven't even cum yet. You need to clean my face. Your sloppy pussy juice is all over me. Come lick me clean."

"Oh. Sorry. Yes, of course."

She raised herself up and leaned over me. She clasped my head in her hands and licked me all over. When she was done, she kissed me on the lips over and over. Gradually, we began to make out. My hands grabbed her tits and kneaded them. I pinched her nipples, making her squeal into my mouth. I flicked them with my fingers, which made her moan. I pushed her onto her back and she landed on the bed with a grunt.

"Spread your legs."

She smiled and complied.

"I'm going to fuck you like you want to be fucked."

"Okay," she grinned.

"But first, I'm going to take away your ability to make any decisions."

"What do you mean? How are you going to do that? I'm already letting you do everything you want. What more could you possibly want?"

I got off the bed and went to the closet, my stiff erection bobbing obscenely in front of me. I grabbed three ties and a handkerchief and walked back to the bed.

Her eyes watched my hard-on bounce with an amused smirk on her face.

I tied the handkerchief around her head, covering her eyes.

"Oooh." She giggled nervously.

Then, I tied her cuffed hands above her head to the headboard with one of the ties I used to wear for work. With the other two, I tied each leg to the bed frame, forcing her to keep her legs spread wide. When finished, I stood back and admired my handiwork.

"There. Try to move."

She struggled against the bindings, with only a few inches of leeway.

"I can't move."

"Exactly. Another trick of the trade. You can't move at all, no matter how much you try. I'm going to do whatever I want with you because I have total control over you. You are my captive. You can't make any decisions about your body. You have to surrender to me completely because you have no choice. Your pussy belongs to me."

"Oh, my god."

I stroked her cheek with my fingers, causing her to shiver.

"There is only one way out now."

She struggled against the restraints. "How? I can't move either my arms or my legs."

"No, but you can still move your tongue and your lips."

"How will that get me free?"

"All you have to do is utter a single word."

"Oh. I forgot about that option."

"Tell me, Destiny. Will you use your mouth to free your body from my control? Or, will you choose to submit completely, surrendering yourself to me to do what I want with you?"

She didn't hesitate. "I choose to surrender to you, Will."

"Good girl. Are you ready to be my slut?"

"Yes, Will. I'll be your whore."

I positioned myself between her legs and gently kissed her inner thighs, first on one side, and then on the other. Her legs trembled each time I made contact with my lips. As I got within inches of the juncture between her legs, I blew warm breath across her moist slit. She shivered involuntarily and moaned.

"Oh god, stop teasing me. Just fuck me."

"I like it when you're desperate for me. I want to hear you beg me."

"Please, Will, I want to feel your dick inside me."

"As do I, my slut, as do I."

I rested my elbows on either side of her torso and hovered over her body. I edged my hips forward until the head of my cock made contact with her engorged labia.

She gasped. "Mmm. Yes. More, please."

She tried to rock her hips to get closer to me, but she wasn't able to scoot forward enough due to the restraints.

"Ah, ah, ah," I reprimanded. "I'm in control. I'll determine what goes inside your needy pussy. The only thing you can do is surrender."

She whimpered in frustrated resignation.

I pushed the shiny helmet forward, just enough for the head of my dick to indent her opening. Because she was so slick, I slid inside her labia easily.

"More, please. Give me more," she pleaded.

My engorged head pushed into her tiny opening, making her moan. As I eased forward, her walls stretched open to accommodate my girth. She was so wet that the entrance was easy. Her soft flesh hugged me tightly, as I burrowed deeper. I stopped about two inches in.

She whimpered and wiggled her hips.

"Will, please."

I knew the ridge of my glans was pressing against her G-spot. I moved back and forth ever so slightly, rubbing the spongy texture over and over with the prominent ridge.

"Oh fuck, Will. Ah, ah, ah! That feels fucking amazing. You're going to make me cum again."

"Not until I give you permission." I continued to rub her.

"It feels too good. I'm going to cum."

"Not until I say so. I'm in charge of your pussy. I will tell you when you can orgasm."

"Oh fuck. Oh, god. Oh, oh, oh. Please, Will, let me cum. I can't hold out much longer."

Destiny groaned loudly. She tugged against the restraints. Her breasts rose and fell as she panted and moaned. Her throat and chest were flushed. Her skin was sweaty.

"Will!" she squealed.

"Hold it."

"Will!" she screamed.

"Cum for me, beautiful."

"Ahhhh!"

Her body convulsed. Her head thrashed from side to side and she yanked against the binds. Her thighs quivered and her breasts bounced obscenely on her chest. Her pussy clamped on my dick and squeezed it tightly. She groaned over and over.

As the twitching subsided, I started to move my cock back and forth slightly.

"Oh! Be gentle. I'm very sensitive." She shivered again and tried unsuccessfully to close her legs.

"The shallow end of your pussy feels fucking fantastic. But I want all of it."

I slowly pushed forward, feeling her meaty folds part before me. I thrust my cock deeper, until I was thoroughly buried in her warm embrace.

"Oh fuck," we said, simultaneously.

After I bottomed out, she moaned. I began to stroke in and out slowly, savoring the subtle friction of her tight tunnel on my shaft. I groaned involuntarily at the slippery caress. I gradually increased the pace of my thrusts, not because I meant to, but because I could no longer restrain myself. In an attempt to regain control, I sucked my thumb into my mouth to cover it with spit. I reached between us and placed my wet thumb on her clit and pressed.

"Fuck!" she screamed. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," she chanted over and over.

I began to rub her tiny, erect nubbin with my thumb. She moaned loudly. I thrust my hard cock deep into her sloppy cunt, my hips pushing with their own volition. My hips smacked into her crotch, my balls swinging against her asshole. The pace of my thrusts increased until my hips were a blur, and my cock pistoning in and out of her dripping hole. We were both grunting in rhythm with each thrust, my low, gravelly grunts in harmony with her high-pitched whimpers.

"Will, you're going to make me cum again. I'm going to cum. Please, Will, I'm going to cum. Let me cum. Please!"

It was at this moment that a single thought entered my brain:

"Fuck me, Destiny! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Oh my god, you're going to make me cum, too. Destiny... I... oh, shit.... Destiny... Fucking cum!"

My cock head swelled, my shaft jerked, and my dick exploded deep in her cunt. Spurt after spurt squirted into her womb.

Destiny's body convulsed again, as she screamed. Her pussy squirted all over our joined crotches. Her muscles contracted and she yanked hard against the restraints. Her tits wobbled violently as her flushed body thrashed. Her hair flew over face as her head whipped side-to-side. Her thighs trembled, and she was panting, trying to blow the hair out of her face.

Finally, I collapsed on top of her and we both grunted. Our bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat, and I slid off to the side. As our breathing slowly returned to normal, I clasped her boob in my grip.

After a moment, I got up and looked down at my immobilized lover. I gazed at her, lying vulnerable and helpless, and I smiled. She looked beautiful with her flushed tits rising and falling as she panted. I felt relaxed and content, a feeling I hadn't expected and hadn't felt in a while. What I felt, felt warm and radiant, like love.

As soon as I realized that I had felt that intimate sensation, I pushed it away.

I gently removed the blindfold from Destiny's eyes. She blinked and squinted as her pupils got used to the light.

"Hello there, beautiful."

Her eyes looked longingly at mine. She smiled wearily at me. "Hello, Will." She looked away, embarrassed. Her cheeks flushed again. She pulled against her restraints. "Can you, uh, untie me now, please?"

"Of course." I untied her feet first, and then untied her hands from the headboard. She sat up and wiggled her toes. Her wrists were still bound with my belt.

"How do I get out of this?" She held her bound wrists out to me.

I unwrapped my belt and tossed it aside.

She rubbed her wrists and then stretched her arms.

"Will, I..." Her voice trailed off.

"Shh. It's okay." I wrapped her up in my arms and pulled her close. "I've still got you."

She buried herself into my chest and began to weep again.

I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly. "I've got you. You are safe. You're with me now."

She cried harder for a few moments, while I held her in my embrace. Finally, her sobs turned to sniffles and she sighed. She lifted her head and inhaled deeply.

"Will, that was a very powerful release. And I don't just mean the orgasms. I have never been fucked so intensely in all my life. Thank you. You were amazing."

"I told you I would hold you until I felt your release. And don't sell yourself short. You were amazing, too. You enabled me to have an incredible experience."

"Wait, I wasn't finished. You did what I truly needed. It wasn't just that the sex was good, though it was. In fact, it was great! It's that you provided me with exactly what I needed. I didn't fully understand how much I needed to finally let go. You made it safe to surrender control to you. You took care of my physical needs, but more importantly, you took care of my emotional needs. You not only fucked my pussy, you fucked my mind. Combined, it were the best damn fucking I've ever had." She kissed me slowly and sensually. "Thank you. You pushed my boundaries but kept me safe. You freed me, Will."

"It was mutual, Destiny. I needed what you gave me just as much as I gave you what you needed. I had lost control of everything important in my life. You allowed me to direct the scene, to make decisions, to control the actions, to determine the pace. You gave me agency and power. It felt great--not just physically, but also psychologically. A perfect Psy Op! I truly needed that. Thank you, my beautiful Destiny." I kissed her back.

"You kept me safe, Will. You were my safe harbor, my anchor." She gazed lovingly up at my eyes and hugged me.

"Anchor?"

She smiled. "My word for you. A word that is safe. You hold me in place and don't let me drift too far away."

I felt like I wanted to tell her that I loved her. It felt like she was contemplating the same thing.

"Destiny, you were my ship, and you chose me to be your captain. You allowed me to chart a course through dangerous waters and guide us straight through the storm to the safe harbor we both seek."

She kissed me on the cheek and hugged me tightly. "Yes, Will, you are my anchor and you keep me safe from the storm that has been my life so far."