Only twenty minutes ago, they had been snuggling on the lounge together, watching home renovation shows. Now, Bill was pacing up and down the room and Maia was on her knees in her underwear, blindfolded. Her hands behind her back, a rope around her wrists and secured to the foot of the bed.
"What do I do with a misbehaving girl?" Bill asks. "You think you're so experienced, do you? You think you know what men want?" He insisted.
Maia wasn't quite sure how to respond yet, still coming to grips with the terms of the game. "Uhhhh..." She said, unsure of herself.
"What do YOU want, Maia?"
Suddenly she felt his hand brushing her cheek before he grabbed her chin. Firm but not rough, he tilted her head upwards. She could feel his breath close to her. Her lips parted ever so slightly before his mouth pressed against hers. She liked this. His lips massaged hers, his tongue penetrated deep into her. Then his hand began to grip her chin a little tighter and, as quickly as the kiss began, it ended. His face left hers but his grip remained firm.
"Is that what you want, Maia? Sweet, gentle kisses?" His tone sounded almost patronising. "Or do you want it a little rougher?". His hand slipped off her chin before it struck her cheek in a soft slap.
"What do you think Maia, which is it?"
She felt a little uneasy but the slap didn't hurt. In fact, the shock of it was... pleasant.
"Maybe a little... rougher?" she managed to say.
"Good girl" he said, leaning in close again before reaching behind her and undoing her bra strap. He couldn't remove it entirely, not with her hands restrained. So instead he lifted it up and wrapped it softly around her neck. "Thank god it's not an underwire" she thought to herself.
His hands moved back to her breasts, kneading them softly, he grabbed one and squeezed it a little tighter before his mouth covered her nipple. He began to suck on her tit greedily and she moaned in pleasure.
Once he heard her, he pulled away and grabbed her chin again. Suddenly he slapped her breast. "Unfh..." was her reaction, biting her lip. He slapped the other, watching her face. She gasped each time his hand met her tit. Her legs squirmed and her thighs rubbed together.
"You do like it a little rough, don't you?" Bill got up and stood over her. "Open your mouth" he demanded. She obeyed. Bill took a swig of bourbon, swished it around his mouth and slowly dribbled it into hers. Some of it dribbled down her chin and onto her tits, now glowing red from the recent slaps. "Good girl. Now open your mouth a little wider" he said. As she did, she heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper and her heart began to race.
Bill took his hard member out and placed the tip on Maia's bottom lip. She closed her mouth but suddenly felt a stinging slap on her cheek. "No. Leave your mouth open" he said. "I'll decide when you get it all." With that he poured a little bourbon over the head of his cock, into her mouth. "There, you can suck the tip clean. Just the tip, though. Anymore and you'll get another slap". Maia obliged, trying to make sure she stuck to the tip. She hummed a little as her lips moved and her tongue circled his swollen cock.
"Do you want another drink, little girl?" He asked, cheekily.
"Maybe just one more" she replied. He rewarded her with more of the same. The sweet liquid running over his dick and into her mouth. "Now, would you like me to fuck your pretty little face, Maia?"
She nodded, smiling before opening wide and sticking out her tongue.
Bill began to slowly feed his length into her mouth as far as he felt was comfortable for her. Then he began to pick up the pace. Maia loved being used like this. It wasn't easy but it felt so good to know someone was getting so much pleasure from her. Bill pulled his cock out and held it in front of her. "Spit on it." He said, slapping her cheek with it as he spoke. Maia complied, gathering as much spit in her mouth as she could before spitting it out onto his length. He shoved it back in her mouth and began to fuck her again. When he withdrew again, she sucked in a deep breath. "Open your mouth again" and when she did, Bill came close and spat directly into her mouth before kissing her deeply. One of his hands pinched a nipple and then moved between her legs, inside her panties. His fingers found she was already dripping wet and he slid one inside her, rubbing vigorously.
"Let's put this pussy to work, shall we?"
With that, he untied the rope from the foot of the bed but, leaving her hands secured, helped her up before bending her over onto the mattress. Maia's ass was sticking up towards him and he slapped her butt cheek. A little harder than the other slaps. Enough to see a red handprint beginning to form. Bill quickly pulled her panties down and positioned his cock at her entry. "Is this what you want?"
"God... yes" she grunted back. His manhood thrust into her and he took a hold of the bra around her neck, pulling her back just enough to keep her face off the mattress. His cock rammed into her, his other hand continued to slap her arse intermittently and she moaned, grunted and squealed with pleasure at each and every sensation. The 'almost' choking feeling on her throat, the stinging slaps in her butt and the pounding cock, whose swollen head teased her walls with each thrust. Before she knew it, she was shuddering in climax. His cock became covered in her juices and, to her delight, he joined her orgasm, exploding inside her.
One last gentle slap on her bum, and they collapsed onto the bed beside each other. He untied her while they relived the memory together and gazed at the beautiful mess they'd made.