Closed to formersurgeon

[drwhitly]

Martin had been looking forward to seeing Joan Watson again. Ever since they had met, she was on his mind daily and nightly. So he woke up that morning, attempted to brush his hair, shape up his beard by the prison barber, and await her in his cell.

When the guard came in to bind him, he was surprised that his hands weren't cuffed, but the leash was still there attaching him to the wall; in case he was to run? It was a silly notion, but he didn't complain because he was going to see her that day.

When he saw her figure being let in the first set of doors, he stood, approaching the red line.

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[drwhitly]

The visual of her touching herself as she pleasured him was divine to Martin. "Oh, I can't wait to see how wet you get those panties," he purred. "Get a finger or two in there." Just seeing her hand through the panties would be exactly like he had imagined all those nights she had texted him from her bed.

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She was already quite wet, her panties soaked through. At his order she moaned softly, the sound vibrating against his cock, and she slipped her hand into her panties. She moaned again as she slid two fingers inside herself, and as she slowly began to thrust them in and out of herself she intensified her ministrations, sucking and stroking his cock, moaning with every exhale.

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“That’s it,” he seemed more fixated on her hand than what her mouth was doing to him at that moment. “Remind me...” he spoke, feeling her intensity on him increase. “That I want to get you... a toy....for home.” Sure he like her using her hands when she thought of him, but now he really wished she’d had something specifically given to her from him to really fuck herself with. “Whatever you want-“

[formersurgeon]

Oh god, the thought of that. She already couldn't touch herself without thinking about him. Having something from him to fuck herself with...it would make their sexting sessions a hundred times more intense.

She groaned her approval, and sped up, sucking his cock and fucking herself faster.

[drwhitly]

He closed his eyes, briefly getting caught up in how amazing it felt. He opened his eyes and saw her moving faster on herself and shook his head, "Don't you climax," He warned her with a tone. "Unless you plan to do it again."

[formersurgeon]

Having more than one orgasm was pretty much a certainty, but delaying her gratification would make her first orgasm all the more mindblowing. Plus, she wanted him to give her her first orgasm.

With a moan she drew her hand from her panties and instead fondled his testicles, continuing the fellatio apace.

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Martin loved to watch her obey him; even if she was also delaying gratification for herself.

"Get on the bed." He abruptly changed pace, despite really enjoying what she was doing. He just loved the control being in his hands, even if she made grabs for it every so often. He was at least mindful to not grab her too suddenly to be sure things didn't get interrupted like they did last time.

Once she was on her back, he would move to her, kissing her again, his fingers finding her pussy, dipping in, and spreading her arousal all over her swollen clit.

[formersurgeon]

She obeyed him, stretching out on her back, hands clasped loosely over her head, offering her whole body to him. She preferred being in control, in all aspects of her life, so offering herself to him was a gift, and one she hoped he appreciated.

She kissed him back, moving her hands to cup his head and stroke those curls. When his fingers went between her legs she gasped softly, then moaned as he began touching her clit, so desperate for stimulation after forcing herself to stop.

[drwhitly]

Martin more than appreciated the gift. Every moment she gave him was a gift and to now have her submissive to him was so exciting.

“You’re so wet.” he grinned, lying beside her for a moment before moving on top. He continued to teasingly stroke her as he lined himself up, teasing as he pressed just the tip inside of her.

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"I've been aching for you for so long," she answered. "Pretty sure I was wet for you the minute I stepped in."

He was teasing her, and she couldn't help a breathy laugh. Turnabout was fair play, apparently. When he pressed the tip of his cock inside her she groaned, her hips yearning upward, wanting, chasing.

[drwhitly]

"And I you." he loved hearing it.

"How long can she hold out..." he taunted, enjoying her hips just trying to get some more. There was some rocking of his hips, a shallow penetration. "I love to hear you moan."

[formersurgeon]

"I love moaning for you," she said softly.

She laughed at his taunting. "Until what?" she asked, her hips moving with his, her breath shortened with pleasure and frustration. She smiled. "Until I beg you to fuck me?"

[drwhitly]

“I love being the one to make you moan, darling.” He kissed her. “You just look so sexy when you do.”

“Sure, yeah.” He chuckled never one to miss breaking a mood for a moment. “Beg for it...take it...or just hold out until I decide I want to give it to you.” Oh how he loved the power play. And he truly couldn’t hold out much longer himself so it would truly not last much longer. He was just as deprived of it.

[formersurgeon]

She laughed, enjoying the power play as well. She liked being teased and teasing, and this tension between them was both delicious and maddening.

Then in one surge of movement she wrapped her legs around his hips, yanking him all the way inside her, and grabbed his head, pulling him down and into a searing kiss as she thrust her hips forcefully against his.

[drwhitly]

She was far stronger than he recalled; makes sense with her line of work but she certainly accomplished her goal easily. The feeling of entering her made him nearly gasp into the kiss. It felt amazing and he had spent so many nights imagining and working up to it.

Submerged to the hilt, he grabbed those reigns back and started to rapidly fuck her, pinning her to the bed with his body.

[formersurgeon]

That she took him by surprise likely made it possible for her to do what she did. If he had had warning, he probably could have prevented it. As it was, it was easy for him to pin her small body down, and she cried out in desperate pleasure as he fucked her, kissing him hard, her legs firmly wound around his hips.

"God, Martin, yes!" she gasped when their lips parted.

[drwhitly]

Her legs around his hips fueled him, he loved feeling that connected to another body. The sound of him slamming into her from the wetness and sweat of them could be heard between them. His breathing was quickly heavy, but he didn't let up.

His hand moved to her throat, spread open and sliding up to her face, his fingers finding her mouth, pressing 2 past the lips.

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She groaned as he pushed his fingers into her mouth, and just like last time she clamped her teeth down on his fingers, a hint of her capability for pain and violence even as he had the power, fucking her with abandon.

[drwhitly]

He remembered her biting down on his fingers and decided to change the bar; moving his hand from inside her mouth to clamp over it instead. Always one to be in control, like he wanted to scold her. His eyes watching hers for her reaction as he continued to jolt her body beneath him.

[formersurgeon]

Oh, this was dangerous. With his hand clamped over her mouth it was harder for her to use her safe word. She wondered if she should pull the rip cord on this right then and there. But he was watching, and she felt she could trust him to recognize when she needed him to stop. She let him continue, her eyes on his, wary but trusting.

[drwhitly]

Martin was closely watching her now that he blocked her means to even scream. It probably felt as if he were testing her, but damn did his cock get harder just watching the look in her eye shift. He was careful to not cover her nose, but for the next few moments he did allow himself to get engulfed in viciously fucking her.

"Fuck-" he hissed; this was so good and she was so perfect for it.

[formersurgeon]

It was intense and a little scary and so, so hot. She groaned as he fucked her, her hands clawing at his sides as she writhed beneath him in ecstasy.

[drwhitly]

The pain from her clawing at him only excited Martin; the hint of her fighting back without actually stopping him. Pulling back, he did release her mouth as he turned her onto her side, taking a leg and lifting it as if finding a better angle to get deeper. His right hand found its way to her ass, a finger now rubbing the tight puckered hole as if in warning.

[formersurgeon]

"Ahhh!" she cried out, her body twitching helplessly at the onslaught of sensation as those fingers rubbed her tight little puckered hole. She had had anal sex before, but it was slow and gentle. Martin, she was certain, would not be slow and gentle with her. She wanted to push him away...but she wanted him to fuck her violently much, much more.

"Tie me up," she ground out. "God, Martin, tie me down and fuck me hard."

[drwhitly]

Martin didn't expect such an intense response, but he liked it. She would be correct to assume he wasn't initiating something slow and gentle.

His bed wasn't much, but with his own restraints no longer on him, he could use his belt around her wrists to bind her. As he adjusted for the belt, he snatched some lubricant that had been smuggled in for him.

"Gladly." he smiled, pouring some of the clear liquid and bringing it to her pussy and back to her ass. Sliding 2 fingers inside of her ass, he felt how aroused she was, but gave her an out now so that he wouldn't get started and interrupted.