Closed to formersurgeon

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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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"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.

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"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."

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"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?"

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“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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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."

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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.

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She flexed her hands as he bound her, making sure they weren't so tight as to restrict blood flow. She was really upping the danger here, allowing herself to be bound and allowing...begging...him to fuck her ass. This was going to be far more extreme than she had ever experienced, and god she wanted it, but it scared her, too.

Those two fingers made her moan, her muscles extremely tight and clenching reflexively around the invading digits. His cock was so much bigger. She could have backed out, said no, used her safe word.

But god she wanted it.

[drwhitly]

If Martin knew her limitations better, he could be pretty surprised by her willingness. However, her submission was incredibly sexy in and of itself and he didn't dismiss it.

Leaning in, he kissed her, from her lips to her chin, down to her neck. While one hand penetrated her, he used his other to rub her clit, working her up to take him. "You get me so excited just thinking about how tight you are." He says as his fingers push deeper. "You don't have to be quiet." He reminds her and he isn't talking about that moment; he was referring to what was to come.

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She kissed him back when he kissed her lips, then tilted her head back, eyes closed, and keened softly as he worked her, her arousal heightening, almost overwhelming. "You get me excited just thinking about how thick you are," she answered, her voice rough with need. She gave a breathy laugh at his reminder. "I don't think I could stay quiet if I wanted to..."

[drwhitly]

“I can tell,” he chuckled feeling now wet she continues to be. He watches her face as he gave her a few more pumps before removing his fingers from her ass. His hand went to his cock, spreading the lubricant once more to be thorough, precum forming at the head.

Lining himself up with her twitching hole, he watched himself as he pressed in. His breath hitched as he felt her wrap around him, the head of his cock just beginning to enter past her tight ring.

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She moaned as he entered her, that little bit both pleasurable on it's own and a promise of such ecstasy to come.

"Oh god, Martin," she breathed. "Fuck me."

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Pressing into her, he felt his shaft become quickly engulfed by her. Despite the slick lubricant he feels her body resist at first but then relax, which when he hears her words, allows him to pick up his pace. Just like he had before, he begins to pound against her ass, spreading the cheeks to watch as he does, losing himself in it for just a moment.

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She cried out as he began to pound into her, the sensation such a heady mix of extreme pleasure laced with the pain of her tight, sensitive, inexperienced hole being ravaged so forcefully. She writhed and twisted, knowing he would hold her down as he fucked her, knowing her bound wrists made it near impossible for her to break away, and she sank into that feeling of helplessness, of trust, of submission, to allow herself to truly feel the mindblowing ecstasy of being so roughly used by this dangerous man.

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Martin did hold her down as he felt her body react and tense. He kept her still in order to not lose his pace and focus. His teeth clenched despite his grunts, eyes watching his cock and her ass while flickering up to see her strained face.

This didn’t bring him to let up, but instead push on harder. It was as if he was riding her to push her to a sweet spot; for himself more than for her.

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It was what she expected, to be fucked mercilessly, and that his focus would be more on his pleasure than on hers. Of course it would be...he was a psychopath. He used people for his own gain. Including in bed. But she was getting what she wanted as well.

She moaned loudly as he plowed her, not holding back her voice, as every rough thrust shoved her closer and closer to climax.