[Male] Long Script

>>>Part I
You’ve had a long day. Finally arriving home, you slip out of your clothes and go directly to the bath. You take your time in the warm, hot water. Slowly unwinding from your day. Your skin getting soft and pink from the heat. Feeling refreshed and utterly relaxed, you make your way into the bedroom. You lie facedown on the bed and sigh. A quiet moment of peace.

You then feel the bed give way. Quickly turning around, you see a strange man. Anxiously, you scamper to get away, but he grabs you by the ankle. You whimper, begging him to leave you be. But he only smiles at you. His rough hands turn you over and he straddles your hips. You turn away, refusing to look at him. You won’t let him see the fear in your eyes. You feel his hands push aside your towel. Leaving you exposed.

He gently kisses your neck. Softly. Almost lovingly. His lips slowly working themselves down. He softly suckles on one nipple. Your back arches, almost instantly. He lets out a low chuckle and bites down. You whimper and feel your face flush with embarrassment. “How can I respond to him”, you think.

His hands slid down and rest on your hips. Now you struggle. Kicking at him, you manage to crawl away and off the bed. Then, you hear the swish in the air and a loud smack. You fall to your knees from the pain. His belt leaving a searing red welt across your rear. “Don’t test me,” he says. You understand well. He won’t play nice if you misbehave. Tears fall from your eyes. And you resign yourself to this man.

>>>Part II
You tremble as you feel his hands slid down your arms. Pulling them behind your back and binding them. And with the last knot, he lays a soft kiss on your neck. It sends a shiver down your spine. His hands come around your front and in between your legs. He teases you. Plays with your little clit. His fingers circle the little nub, almost but not quite touching. Your hips push against his hand. Again, just feather light touches.  You bite your lip, trying not to moan.

“Now tell me,” he says. “What exactly is it that you want?” You stop yourself. No, you don’t want this. This is wrong. You shake your head. No. He won’t win. Suddenly you feel his hand at your throat. Depriving you of air. His other hand, still teasing your little clit. “I said, tell me what it is you want me to do.” You feel it more now. His touches feel more intense, maddening. You shake your head. No, you won’t say it. Gasping for air, you try and pull away from him. “Say it.” he says sternly. You whimper softly and give him a small nod. His hand lowers and you finally breathe. “I…. I want you to touch me.” He chuckles. “And?” Your eyes close as you finally admit it. “I want to come.”

>>>Part III
His hands pull away from your body. Leaving you craving for more. Your frustration finally takes the better of you. “Why?!” you ask him. “I said what you wanted.” His hand returns to your throat, silencing you. “Yes, you did darling. But I have… More interesting things planned for you.”
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out two small little clamps. A gasp escapes your lips. He places a clamp onto your left nipple and you cry out. It’s firm grip biting into your tender, delicate skin. You beg him to take it off. Then a clamp bites into your right nipple. You start to cry.

His hands return to your swollen clit. Despite the pain, you’re still wet. “Now I want you to come for me, little girl. Just. Like. This.” Your breath comes ragged. The pain is too intense, but his fingers are enticing you. Forcing you closer to the brink. Your hips can’t control themselves, pushing forwards against his hand. Moans escape your throat with every little touch. Your head falls back against his shoulder. Driven to some place between pain and pleasure, you start to lose yourself. His fingers find their way into your tight, wet hole and work themselves in and out. His other hand teasing your clit, driving you closer and closer. You shudder and he knows that you’re almost there.

You feel his mouth on your neck. Biting you. Your back arches. Breasts thrust out. An incredible orgasm washes through you. The warmth starting between your legs. Flooding through your entire body. Crying out wordlessly. Shuddering. Completely vulnerable and unable to control yourself.

Coming down from this incredible high, he whispers in your ear. “Good girl.”