1. Inner Monster


    Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: Echo55kilo, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    her, playing with her. Taking a hand from the front and one from the back he cupped her sex, then spread her lips. He washed her inside and out. Moving back a bit he circled her anus too. She moved back at him trying to get anything back into her anywhere. He moved forward now and lifted her up to match his height. His cock now rock hard wanted her. He pressed at her anus, trying to enter her. She took a deep breath and tried to relax and press back onto him. He felt his head push past her opening.. He kept pressing in. He let her get used to the size waited. It wasn’t long before she started moving her hips, grinding on him. He started to pull out, then press back… soon he was pumping her and she was moaning, almost a scream. He could reach around her and finger her clit and pussy too. It was driving her wild. She was screaming now, begging to fuck her harder, deeper, to let her cum… He didn’t answer her until he too was close… Then told her yes, now… She cam hard… he could feel it in her whole body… he did too, filling her ass with it. Feeling it drip out of her and down his leg to the floor. He pulled out and relaxed, leaving her there on the wall still. She calmed down. He washed himself off, then cleaned her up again. Turning the water off he got out and dried himself. Then reached into release her and remove her from the wall. He had his mask back on and shorts. He removed her blindfold and dried her. Then carried her to his bed. He left her there to rest. An hour ...
    later she came back down the hall, on hands and knees, crawling a hair brush in her teeth. She found him watching TV, and placed the brush on his lap. He turned her to face away and started to brush her hair. It took a bit to get the knots worked out, but soon it was smooth. It was getting late and he needed to sl**p to. He patted her head and got up to go to bed. She followed him around the first floor, watching him close up the house, lock the windows and doors. She followed him all the way to bed. He turned out the light and the room was pitch black. She couldn’t see anything, only hear him moving around the room. She waited still, standing by the door. She could hear him get into bed, still she waited. “Sir? May I have the pleasure of your warmth tonight or would you have me sl**p here?” She heard him move on the bed, heard the springs and the covers…. Then a snap… She squeaked with glee, then felt her way to him in bed. Slipping into the bed and covers he wrapped her up in his arms and held her close and tight. She could feel his bare chest, his legs and his boxers on her bare skin. His breathing slowed and his limbs got heavy a he drifted off to sl**p… she was right behind him. Having never felt safer she slept like a baby. She never felt him wake up. Never felt the gun against her neck again… or the pinch and puff. She woke up in the morning… confused and dazed. She was home in her bed. A glass of water was by her head on the table. She was still naked. She was sore in ...