Those were the only words Corey spoke as they rode toward the club. She recognized the route, and stayed silent. The cuffs were not uncomfortable on her wrists, but she found herself trying to take them off.
She didn’t know how much time had passed before he parked. The garage had gone down, and the door to the outside world had been closed. They were locked away together.
He got out of the car, rounding the vehicle, and tugging her out. She released a little cry, but it wasn’t in pain. Corey held her tightly, moving her down a long corridor. This had to be to the dungeon, and her pussy grew slick at what he was going to do to her.
This Dominant side of Corey turned her on. She kept her lips closed as they entered a room that resembled an abandoned basement, but this one had all the equipment to keep a woman bound.
Corey took her, locking the cuffs above her head in the center of the room. Fully clothed, she watched as he went to grab a knife. “Your little friend owes me some money, and seeing as she won’t pay, it’s time to take what I want out of you.”
She gasped as he slid the blunt part of the blade against her flesh, and removed her clothing. He was swift, not prolonging the action. The knife was so damn sharp that there were a few moments she held her breath, waiting for it to cut, and to hurt. It didn’t do either to her flesh. Her clothes didn’t survive. They fell to the floor in shreds. She stood completely naked, and watched as he circled her body.
“Now, this is something I could certainly get used to, and fuck, you’re all mine until I’m done with you, Alexa. All mine to play with, to fuck, to tease, and, baby, I’m going to do that.” He pressed against her back, cupping her tits in his palm. “Are you going to fight me?” he asked.
“No.” Alexa closed her eyes. In her fantasy, she never fought, and this with Corey was everything she imagined.
Corey stepped away from her, and started to circle her once again. “I have to say this is even better than I imagined. Your friend, she’s not my kind of woman, all skin and bone. You, with your big tits and full ass.” She yelped as he landed a blow to her butt. “You have everything that gets my dick hard.” He pressed against her, and there was no mistaking the hard length of his cock. “You feel that, Alexa? Yeah, that’s right, I know your name. I know everything about you.” He nibbled the side of her neck, tilting her head back so that he could lick his tongue along her pulse. Alexa closed her eyes, loving the feel of being under his power.
“I can’t give you anything,” she said.
Corey chuckled.
“I mean it. I don’t have any money. There’s nothing I can give you.”
His hand went on her stomach and slowly slid down her body cupping her pussy. “Actually, you’ve got a lot of things you can give me. There’s this pretty pussy, and then there’s this mouth.” He used his other hand to slide his thumb between her lips. “Then of course, there’s this ass.”
“No.” Alexa stared across the room as her pussy was on fire. “You can’t do that.”
He moved from her face, pinching her nipple, as he slid a finger deep inside her. She tried not to cry out, but it was hard. Corey knew exactly what to do to make her scream. He knew her body and what it liked. His thumb slid across her clit, and she jerked within the restraints holding her up.
“You’re in no position to tell me what I can and cannot do. Your body, until I say otherwise, belongs to me.”
He pulled away from her, and once again he stood in front of her.
“I bet your pussy is nice and slick, ready for my cock.”
“No.”
Corey cupped her pussy, sliding a finger through her slit. He stroked her clit, then moved down to push a finger deep inside her pussy. He added a second finger, pumping deep inside her.
This was far better than any fantasy she’d had before. In all of her fantasies, the man didn’t have a face, not really, just a rock hard body. Corey, he gave her the security of his touch, his presence, which made this fantasy a dream come true.
“Stop,” she said, screaming the word, playing along.
Corey smirked. “You shout stop, but your body is saying something else. You don’t want me to stop. You want this, Alexa.”
“No!” All she had to do to make it stop was shout one word, “red”, but she had no intention of doing that yet.
“Yeah, baby, it really is.” He held his fingers up, showing her the evidence that she had denied. “This does not tell me a woman wants to stop. This tells me you love my hands on you. You love me being in control.” He pressed his slick finger against her lips, and she had no choice but to suck it into her mouth, tasting her own cream. “That’s not the taste of a woman wanting this to stop.”