Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 4 - Cookies & Milk - edited - Sex Stories

Possession: Christmas Vengeance - Chapter 4 - Cookies & Milk - edited

... covering her crotch, keeping her modest as she sits there, but the ripped clothing giving her such a ravaged look.

"Babe, sit at the headboard. Lean your back against it." Grace winces at the pet name I have the audacity to use while raping them. I ignore it and just point to the head of the bed, a fancy gray cushioned headboard. She opens her mouth to say something, I cock my head at her, and she quickly closes it again, remembering not to complain. She crawls reluctantly over there. I give her ass a little pat as she goes. I help her get comfy, propping some pillows behind her, making her sit upright.

Her wrists and ankles still have detachable bondage cuffs on them. I leave her legs to lay freely, straight out in front of her. I look up. The beautiful bed has vertical posts running up from each corner, and horizontal beams connecting the tops of those posts, with pulled back curtains draping down from them. I attach straps from her wrists up tightly to the horizontal beam above. Her arms are up diagonally, out in a ‘Y’ shape above her head.

She whimpers, "Please stop this." I sigh, finishing up her arm straps.

I step down from the bed. "When are you going to learn your lesson? I guess you need your gag back in." She whimpers something, barely audible, tears in her eyes, but knows any more complaining will just make things worse.

I find where I tossed the wad of panties and strip of shirt fabric that I had used to gag her. The panties are soaked with spit, ...

... adding to the nasty funk of a full day of wearing them.

I also go grab something from the supplies I bought. A bondage gag. A simple leather strap, with a metal ring covered in black rubber.

I return to Grace, grab her hair to yank her head up, and start strapping the gag around her head. I force her jaw open wide, and put the ring in her mouth, her teeth clamping down onto the rubber coating the metal ring. I tighten the strap and she yelps in pain for a second. Her eyes wide and filled with tears. Her mouth now forced wide open into an ‘O’ shape.

"Just so you can't bite me when I do this." I stand on the bed straddling her, crouching down a bit in front of her. I grab a fistful of hair with one hand, and my limp dick with my other. I shove it in her open mouth without warning.

"Clean me off, bitch." I force my cock as deep as I can, on her wet tongue. Holding her head steady with both hands.

She makes noises of complaint with her voice, just "Ah" sounds since she can’t form words with her mouth forced open.

I slap her on the cheek hard, "I said clean it! Shut the fuck up and lick it clean." She goes quiet and starts pathetically moving her tongue around with my limp cock on it. Her mouth starts making more and more saliva, and the feeling is so nice. Not very stimulating, just soft and wet. Sticky clicking sounds as spit moves around in her mouth.

She gags hard, URRP. A deep heaving motion throughout her whole body. She was close to puking. I pet her hair ...