He pulls me over to the end of the new bed. It consists of a large mattress and a metal railed headboard and footboard at both ends. He folds me over the cold metal of the footboard, leaving my legs dangling towards the floor as my face rests on the mattress beneath. Then he bends down behind me, pulling my legs apart as far as they will go. He attaches a chain to each ankle and clamps them to the metal legs of the bed frame.
He repeats the same motions with the cuffs on my wrists, extending longer chains to the front legs of the bed. By the time he’s finished, I’m spread tightly in all directions, unable to move.
He walks back to the apothecary cabinet and retrieves something from one of the drawers before he returns. A minute later, I feel a wet metal object trailing down the crevice of my lower back, and I wiggle around in anticipation. Then he stops, pressing it against the tight entrance of my ass. My whole body tenses when I realize what’s happening. Gabriel’s never taken me here before.
“Relax, Victoria,” he says. “It’s not going to hurt if you relax.”
I try to do as I’m told, closing my eyes and just feeling the sensations. He pushes it inside of me gently, working it in and out until it’s fully rooted inside of me. He leaves it there as his hands move to my butt, caressing each cheek roughly. And then he stops. I wait for whatever’s going to happen next with shallow breaths.
A rigid hand swats my right cheek, and I let out a yelp. It’s not from the slap, but from the powerful sensations radiating from the metal plug inside me. I’ve never felt anything like this, so intense. I barely have time to wrap my head around it before another hand lands on my left cheek. And again. He spanks each cheek roughly, over and over, sending jolts of electricity throughout my body. And then he twists the plug inside of me, nearly sending me over the edge as I cry out.
“I told you it wouldn’t hurt,” he says gruffly. “I love seeing my handprints all over your creamy white skin. So beautiful, Victoria.”
“Thank you, Gabriel,” I whimper.
He reaches down and slowly works the plug around inside of me for a few more moments before he removes it.
“I’m going to claim your ass now.”
He leans down into me, pressing his erection against my back as his fingers dip into the swollen, aching flesh between my legs.
“You are so wet for me,” he groans. “That’s good, I won’t need to use any more lubricant.”
What?
His hard cock plunges deep into me, and I almost mewl with pleasure before he abruptly pulls it out again. And then I feel the tip. There. The place no man has ever gone before. He presses into me slowly, taking his time as he strokes my back. The pressure is almost unbearable for a moment, and I try in vain to push my hips forward, but I can’t move. He pauses, allowing me to expand around him while he kisses my shoulder.
“You are so fucking tight,” he says. “It feels amazing baby.”
His words and gentle caresses manage to soothe my frayed nerves, and I relax around him. He continues to inch himself deeper and deeper until he’s finally rooted all the way inside of me. It’s a strangely erotic feeling, being stuffed so full of Gabriel in such a forbidden place. It turns me on in a way I didn’t expect, and when he starts moving, foreign sensations burst from deep within my belly. The feeling of him rocking back and forth, igniting every single one of my nerves, is so intense I don’t know whether to cry or scream.
“Yes.” He crows behind me. “That’s it, angel.”
His hands find my breasts and he strokes both of my nipples while he fucks me from behind. It’s all too much. The pressure inside me builds rapidly, guttural sounds I don’t even recognize coming from my mouth.
“Would you like to come baby?” he asks as he thrusts into me again.
“Yes! Please, Gabriel!”
“Good girl.” His hand continues kneading my breast as he finger fucks me at the same time. Dark spots fill my vision as the orgasm tears through me, nearly making me faint in the process. I’m still throbbing around him when he growls, pouring his own release deep inside of me.
“Fuck!” he pants, collapsing beside me. “You never cease to amaze me, Victoria.”
I can’t speak, or even have a rational thought for that matter, so I just stare up at him with heavy eyelids. He kisses the crown of my hair and strokes my entire body before releasing me from my binds. I’m like a limp noodle, completely useless as he carries me back into his bathroom, setting me down into the bathtub. He goes about running the water and pouring in soap while I focus on not passing out. I’ve never experienced an orgasm so intense in my life, and it’s taking me forever to come back down to earth.
Gabriel climbs in behind me and pulls me to his chest while he massages my shoulders and back, kissing my temples softly.
“Are you okay?” he asks. “You haven’t said anything.”
“I’m more than okay.” I relax back into him. “That was… amazing.”
He breathes a deep sigh of relief, squeezing me a little tighter. “I’m glad that I was the one to give it to you.”
Chapter Three
Gabriel