Into The Den - Black Out and [B M T H]

[Black_Out]

Slap! The wall behind Emilia shuddered under the impact of Dorians palm. Slap! Again the wall shook as his other hand smacked into the wooden wall where Emilia was bound and folded up with her legs jutting out above her head. His weight sunk in against her, shoulders pressing into the back of her thighs, wooly mammoth chest crushing down against her silken breasts. His hot and heavy breath meeting her lustful moans, mixing with them, and cascading across what little of her face hadn't been obscured by that black latex canvas that kept the back of her head trapped against the wall.

He smeared his body against hers while his hands and elbows fell flush against the wall just to the insides of her long upward folded legs. "Did you hear, yourself..." He bit down against the smooth sweaty shape of her chin, dragging his mouth along her jawline towards her ear. "..when I stuck my finger, in your tight little pucker?" Dorian groaned that question against her flesh, the sound of his husky voice resonating into Emilia's latex covered ear. "You liked it, didn't you?" He grunted, rubbing his face across the side of hers, pressing that heat trapping canvas down against her cheek.

"I liked, how you moaned for it..." Dorians feet shuffled forward, until his knees crunched against the wall as he adjusted himself, finding a nice and proper angle that introduced Emilia's aforementioned pucker to the head of Dorians raging hard cock. His head swung to the other side of her black smothered face, always staying in contact, letting the pressure of their merging bodies build and build. "You want me to ruin you, girl?" He grunted out before biting at the latex sheet that covered the other side of her head. "You want me to ruin you, again, and again, and again?' He was snarling now, rubbing his bristling chest down over her perky and tight little breasts, compressing them back into her own core.

With just a simple lift of his palms, Dorian cracked the rough leather of his flesh against the wooden boards just above Emilia's blind and bound head. As the slap of his meaty palms echoed through the fibers of wood that his weight was driving her back against Dorian pressed his hips up. "You stayed..." He snarled as the sloped peak of his manhood nudged up against that furiously tight star shaped cluster of muscles. "....because you wanted this..." He grunted as the head of his aching hard cock began to forcefully breach its way into her. "...you just need to find an excuse."

He groaned as he bit down against the side of the latex sheet that was stapled across her face and wrenched his head to the side while just the domed head of his hungering cock wormed its way steadily deeper. As staples popped out of the wall and clattered like wind chimes against the floor Dorian reached his right hand down from the wall and ripped the rest of that modest little covering away from Emilia's face. "Because you would of said black jack long ago if any of that wasn't true..." Dorian snorted as he tossed the sweat smeared black canvas of latex to the floor behind him before letting his hand come back down to smack across the wooden wall beside her head again.

As the mask fell silently upon the floor Dorians hips crushed inward and he tossed his head back. The strain on his face showed just how exquisitely tight the tender little hole of Emilia's ass was as he punched his way in. He exhaled from the intensity of that pressure, hissing through his clenched teeth. "Ohh...I'm going to fucking ruin you for making me wait."

 

[Valkyrja]

The tension between the two sweaty bodies writhing against each other against the wooden wall was insurmountable. Emilia was practically gasping for air as Dorian pressed himself flush against her folded body. She could feel the tip of his erection grazing over her, its need just as unrestrained as her own. If she hadn't been affixed to the wall, she wouldn't have been able to hold back. Emilia wanted nothing more than to press her body against the mountain of a man and sink her teeth into every inch of sweaty flesh that adorned his athletic, weathered body. She wanted to feel his body quiver beneath hers when he found himself unable to hold back anymore. She wanted to build him up into such an unrestrained need that they would wrestle for dominance before his hands pinned hers above her head and he took what was rightfully his.

Just like he was about to, right now.

Emilia's head tried to peel forward from the latex, the snug canvas holding her taut to the wall. Her hands balled into fists, her fingers clenching in her little palms as her back arched and pressed those tender pillows of flesh into his chest even further. Her chin quivered between his teeth and goosebumps rose over her hot skin as he slowly drew himself over her jaw. The sensation of his teeth sliding over her cheek through the silky latex made her toes curl as she purred a melodic reaction to his notion.

Everything he said was right. She stayed. Emilia had convinced herself that it was for the animals yet there was something so enticing yet horrifying about this room. If she wasn't even the least bit curious about it, she would have tucked tail and run far, far away. Dorian was more than willing to give her an out. Yet, she graciously accepted her position beneath his thumb. She allowed him to dress her while she served his every need. This was more than just business. He was grooming her. And she was loving every last second of it.

Emilia's body jerked with every pound of Dorian's palm, a whooshing gasp of air desperately clinging to her lungs with each sudden and unexpected sound. Even then, she didn't call blackjack. She didn't want to. There was a raw fear building inside of her chest and it only made her want to experience more of Dorian. The desperation practically seethed from her warm skin, drawn out into tension that was only made worse by Dorian's body flush against her.

The sensation of Dorian's cockhead slowly pressing into her tightly crinkled muscle made Emilia gasp, her body tensing suddenly as he pressed into her with determination. Slowly, her sphincter parted and allowed Dorian to slowly, painfully sink into her darkest depths. The pleasurable groan that graced Dorian's ears was more animalistic than human as he pushed into her, her breath hitching and unhitching as her gravely moan made its way from her chest. Her asshole clenched and unclenched around his cock as Emilia tried to relax enough to let him slide into her body and wreck her.

The moment the latex was torn from her face, Emilia's eyes narrowed to the bright light and then her head fell back, her neck arching forward slightly as her hair splayed across the back of the wall. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her hips rocked forward, trying to close the distance to Dorian's groin as he moved tactfully, allowing her the slowness needed to stretch out and accommodate his length and girth.

Once Dorian bottomed out against her, Emilia's head rose and her eyes stared the short distance across to his. Her eyelids were heavy and lust fueled the fire within them. In a bold motion, Emilia pushed her head forward and nabbed onto Dorian's neck as her teeth sunk into his delicious skin. Her tongue ran over his sweat-beaded neck as she chomped down on him, a playful yet lust-driven move. She'd let him speak but for once, she had nothing snarky to respond with. She just wanted him. Her teeth followed the path of his jawline, gnawing at him until she found his lips. Pressing her supple lips to his, she brushed them against him in a sudden gently motion.

"That better be a promise," she whispered against them.

 

[Black_Out]

Dorian let out a sharp gasp at the tactfully playful bites that Emilia peppered his neck with. Despite their teasing intent, there was a sting that accompanied that first snatch of her teeth into his stubble freckled neck. That splash of discomfort resonated through Dorian's body, causing him to go rigid against his lovely new assistant, leaving him buried to his balls in the tight confines of her spread apart pucker. But the pulsing ache that was brought on by Emilia's quick nibbles and nips at his neck quickly melted away, subsumed by the arousal that it briefly bubbled up over.

She murmured against his mouth then, that momentary spell of aggression dismissed from her lips as they softened against his. That flicker of pain though remained in the minute follicles of his hair and served as a clear reminder to Dorian that even in this position, Emilia wasn't going to just roll over and play sub for him. He liked that she had fire in her veins as he grunted against the tender affection of her lush lips. "I'm probably going to regret this, but your not going to want to walk for a few days after I'm done tearing your ass apart."

Dorian's teeth snatched Emilia's bottom lip up, returning the aggressive favor as he pressed his weight up against her bent and bound body. He groaned a deep and lustful breath right down her throat as he pushed in as deep as he could possibly go. Shivers rolled through his body as he began to slowly extract that entrenched mass of muscle, veins, and heat from the clenching depths of her ass. He hissed against her mouth between desperate kisses while his hips had drawn back just enough to leave the hammerhead of his cock stuck inside the fringes of Emilia's tight little anus.

"I have a deep desire to test every limit you have..mmmphh.." He drove back up into her, his body shuddering from the erotic thrill as he filled her to the hilt once more. "To let those sensations of surrender consume that fuckable little body of yours..." The pace began to rise as he pulled nearly out and slammed his way back into her with one deep thrust. "I'm going to lay you bare, break you down, until all your thinking about is how badly you need to feel this.." There was a flame in his eyes that locked into Emilia's as Dorian began to assault her upturned ass with reckless abandon.

As he pounded her back against the wall and let his lust for her body take over, Dorian settled his forearms against the back of her vertically pinned legs. "That's a promise...because I haven't been able to stop thinking about fucking you since I first laid eyes on you." He hissed those words in a sultry whisper against the side of her face before he drew his head back while he pummeled his way into her ass. With a primal intensity in his eyes Dorian stared fiercely towards Emilia, and then he smacked her with a flash of his hand that cracked against the side of her face.